<?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-10615322</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:08:14.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHALLOW RON</title><subtitle type='html'>my gift...my curse...my life....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-8099007456391699806</id><published>2009-01-07T04:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T09:41:15.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my own caricature</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.ronskie29.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SWQHYAoKCjsAAGG7B701/logo-roni-copy.jpg?et=BHJ0Yq9aaduwg8Rj7NeZxg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I saw Liza's update and was led to Nat's site...I finally got my own caricature...yahoo!!!! Thanks Nats!!! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;see more of his friends at this link:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.callcenterboy.com/?page_id=133"&gt;http://www.callcenterboy.com/?page_id=133&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;or more of his strips:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.callcenterboy.com/"&gt;http://www.callcenterboy.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-8099007456391699806?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/8099007456391699806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=8099007456391699806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/8099007456391699806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/8099007456391699806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-own-caricature.html' title='my own caricature'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-2513080268717178789</id><published>2008-11-18T07:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T12:55:16.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIENDSTER UPDATE - 111808</title><content type='html'>FRIENDSTER: If some of your friends are missing, please be assured that they will be restored shortly. Your friends were not deleted. No virus affected our system.&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-2513080268717178789?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/2513080268717178789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=2513080268717178789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/2513080268717178789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/2513080268717178789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2008/11/friendster-update-111808_1749.html' title='FRIENDSTER UPDATE - 111808'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-2621474111016235188</id><published>2008-11-18T06:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T11:12:03.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIENDSTER UPDATE - 111808</title><content type='html'>FRIENDSTER: If some of your friends are missing, please be assured that they will be restored shortly. Your friends were not deleted. No virus affected our system.&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-2621474111016235188?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/2621474111016235188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=2621474111016235188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/2621474111016235188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/2621474111016235188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2008/11/friendster-update-111808_18.html' title='FRIENDSTER UPDATE - 111808'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-8367879503623787303</id><published>2008-11-18T06:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T11:07:49.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIENDSTER UPDATE - 111808</title><content type='html'>FRIENDSTER: If some of your friends are missing, please be assured that they will be restored shortly. Your friends were not deleted. No virus affected our system.&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-8367879503623787303?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/8367879503623787303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=8367879503623787303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/8367879503623787303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/8367879503623787303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2008/11/friendster-update-111808.html' title='FRIENDSTER UPDATE - 111808'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-4534430874966076775</id><published>2008-11-17T06:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T11:00:53.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIENDSTER UPDATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;* A little patience po..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;As all of you are aware, we are having major problems with the site. Our CS team is getting thousands of complaints and people have been reporting that they can’t find their friends anymore on the site. In addition, there have been text messages going around in PH, saying that there was a virus that wiped out the accounts in our database, and thus causing people’s friends to be lost.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;To help address our users’ concerns, here are some FAQs:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in;TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in;mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1;"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;1)&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman';"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;What happened to my friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in;" type="disc"&gt; &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo2;"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;Currently, the number of friends in the friends list is being displayed incorrectly. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in;TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in;mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1;"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;2)&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman';"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;Are my friends lost permanently?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in;" type="disc"&gt; &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list: l3 level1 lfo4;"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;No. The data for all friend connections is intact and is not lost.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in;TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in;mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1;"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;3)&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman';"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;When can this be fixed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in;" type="disc"&gt; &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list: l2 level1 lfo3;"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;Friendster is currently working on this problem and we hope to have this fixed within 24 hours.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in;TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in;mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1;"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;4)&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman';"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;Can I still add friends while the problem has not yet been fixed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in;" type="disc"&gt; &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list: l2 level1 lfo3;"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;Yes, users can still add new friends and use other features of the site.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;5) What caused this problem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in;" type="disc"&gt; &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list: l2 level1 lfo3;"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;Friendster’s data center lost power, and as a result, the memory caching of data was affected. Since Friendster has 85M users, the cache is talking a considerable amount of time to build. Once the cache has been completely built, all friends will re-appear.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;We will be displaying this info in our maintenance page shortly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-4534430874966076775?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/4534430874966076775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=4534430874966076775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/4534430874966076775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/4534430874966076775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2008/11/friendster-update.html' title='FRIENDSTER UPDATE'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-863473214034664016</id><published>2008-09-29T14:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T14:54:40.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i thought i am but im not</title><content type='html'>yesterday i said i was ok..well i thought i was, but then again am not. long distance has taken its toll on me and im on the brink of giving up. realized that its not hurting myself like this and i dont know what's keeping me from holding on. i am in dire need of answers/solutions to my dillema. i have deduced to wanting to break up and just give up the whole six years that we've spent being committed to each other but a part of me didn't want that...or did i not want that because i'm afraid of being left out as the only single girl in the group. i do not want to be bitter about not being able to spend time with someone i cared for and be jealous to the others who have all been giggly and just plain inlove. i always end up being upset over things that i thought would help solve my situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are a lot of questions going on in my mind right. am i creating my own monster? am i only holding on because i dont want to feel alone? am i really afraid of change that i cannot imagine living with him in a foreign land? am i really supposed to leave to be with him to have a more happy and meaningful life? am i being selfish for wanting to stay here? have i become too dependent that io cannot seem to live without him? will distance make your  heart grow fonder? is it still worth fighting for? has my pride really gotten in the way of my own happiness? am i afraid of change? am i being selfish for wanting to stay here? is it really right to sacrifice what you think is important just to be with the one you love?have i lost myself in the process that i do not know what i really want exactly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have grown tired of doing this over and over..i already know the answers and yet i was somehow hoping it would change. it just doesnt seem right feeling all this...i dont know what i want anymore..i just want to accept everything as it is and just forget myself...forget that i ever think about stuff and just go on with everything even if think im not into it.i just want to give up and accept things as it is. its like accepting the fate you really dont want happening in your life. if love is all about sacrifices and not questing those things then does that mean im really not loving at all?im tired and weary and im not ok....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-863473214034664016?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/863473214034664016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=863473214034664016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/863473214034664016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/863473214034664016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-thought-i-am-but-im-not.html' title='i thought i am but im not'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-4377798302278966418</id><published>2008-09-16T19:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T19:06:02.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so true</title><content type='html'>got this in a forum and struck me big time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dati, my hubby and i were wondering on the what if's. living abroadand away from family, you tend to grow up faster, realise so manythings. how do you share that with the one left behind? how can theybelieve in the same things you believe in when they haven't beenthrough the experience? if you got so used to being apart, you mightend up growing in different ways, becoming too different for eachother. i don't want that to happen to us. because, for me, it's notenough to be so in love at the moment, kasi you lose that high aftera while. i have to have someone i can speak to and dream togetherwith. i'd want my space and my independence. but not to have too much that i would enjoy being apart from him more than being with him."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-4377798302278966418?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/4377798302278966418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=4377798302278966418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/4377798302278966418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/4377798302278966418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-true.html' title='so true'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-4392640915531383585</id><published>2008-06-24T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T15:40:26.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uber Sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dhel was reading this blog and was telling us what Patty wrote that got me really interested. I asked for the link and read everything she wrote. This one post made me really envious, I bet you will too. You are considered very very lucky if you have someone who could melt your heart in the cheesiest, mushiest way.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Happy Reading! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://pattylaurel.blogspot.com/2008/04/he-definitely-put-happy-in-my-happy.html"&gt;http://pattylaurel.blogspot.com/2008/04/he-definitely-put-happy-in-my-happy.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-4392640915531383585?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/4392640915531383585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=4392640915531383585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/4392640915531383585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/4392640915531383585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2008/06/uber-sweet.html' title='Uber Sweet'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-8773414308517124915</id><published>2008-04-03T06:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T10:15:35.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;i am lost for words...for thoughts...for acts....&lt;BR&gt;i knew that this would be happening but i never thought or even hoped for it to actually happen. i was or i still am waiting for a miracle, that somehow things would turn out the way i hoped or wish it would be. i am in a phase of thinking but i am lost. i cannot find where my mind or my thoughts should go. it's like being in a labyrinth where every twists and turns would bring you to a dead end. i am stuck. i am waiting for the answer but i dont know how or when will i get it and probably even why that would be it. i am in limbo. i shouldn't be here... not now...not ever...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;i am lost... and i really wanted to be found...badly!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-8773414308517124915?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/8773414308517124915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=8773414308517124915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/8773414308517124915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/8773414308517124915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-lost.html' title='i am lost'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-8029598728545464941</id><published>2008-02-01T05:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T10:06:50.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wedding Survey</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Naiinggit ako kay Chelly...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;The Wedding Survey&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;This is a survey about your dream wedding, whether it be in the next or after ten years. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;1. How old are you?&lt;BR&gt;- 23&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;2. Are you single or in a relationship&lt;BR&gt;- in a relationship&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;3 . In what age do you think you’ll get married?&lt;BR&gt;- before I reach 30s, i hope.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;4. Do you think you’ll be marrying the person you are with now?&lt;BR&gt;- hopefully...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;5 . If not, who do you want to marry?&lt;BR&gt;- my soulmate&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;6 . Do you want a garden/beach wedding, or the traditional church wedding?&lt;BR&gt;- traditional church garden wedding..hehehe..meron ba nun&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;8 . Where do you plan to go on a honeymoon?&lt;BR&gt;- rome and LA(disney and universal)&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;9. How many guests do you think you’ll invite?&lt;BR&gt;- i have no idea....&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;10 . Do you want an extravagant wedding or a simple wedding?&lt;BR&gt;- simple sana pero mukhang malabo....&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;1 1. Do you want the traditional vows or something you’d make up on your own?&lt;BR&gt;- no vows...not good with public speeches...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;12 . How many layer of cake do you want to have?&lt;BR&gt;- 1..,i prefer cupcakes&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;13. Do you prefer having your reception at a hotel or at a simple place?&lt;BR&gt;- garden&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;14. When do you want to get married, evening or morning?&lt;BR&gt;- evening&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;15. You’d rather have your reception outdoors or indoors?&lt;BR&gt;- outdoors&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;16. Do you like a grand entrance? (for girls)&lt;BR&gt;- maybe...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;17 . How do you like your bride enter? (for guys)&lt;BR&gt;- N/a&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;1 8 . Name the song/tune you’d like played at your wedding.&lt;BR&gt;- grow old..hehe&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;19. Are you a morning person or a night person?&lt;BR&gt;- night&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;20. Do you want a solemn ceremony or a light one?&lt;BR&gt;- light solemn&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;21. What age do you want to get married?&lt;BR&gt;- before I reach 30s&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;23 . Do u prefer fine dining or just the normal spoon &amp; fork?&lt;BR&gt;- fine dining&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;24. Champagne or red wine?&lt;BR&gt;- chanpagne&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;25 . Honeymoon right after the wedding or days after the wedding?&lt;BR&gt;- days after the wedding&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;26. Money or household&lt;BR&gt;- money&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;27 . Who will pay for the bills?&lt;BR&gt;- 50-50&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;28. Are you ready for married life?&lt;BR&gt;- nope&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;29. What type of bridal car would you choose?&lt;BR&gt;- old luxury cars...hehehe&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;30. Would you drive the bridal car or have a driver?&lt;BR&gt;- driver&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-8029598728545464941?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/8029598728545464941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=8029598728545464941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/8029598728545464941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/8029598728545464941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2008/02/wedding-survey.html' title='The Wedding Survey'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-4790078816874569818</id><published>2008-01-10T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T17:39:46.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get to know yourself better - from Ica</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx"&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;SPAN id=Label1&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;/SPAN&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;SPAN id=Label2&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;/SPAN&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;SPAN id=Label3&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person. &lt;FONT color=#ffff00&gt;(wow! magic...)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;SPAN id=Label4&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;FONT color=#ffff00&gt;(omg....di ako flirt!!!)&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;Your views on education&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;SPAN id=Label5&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;/SPAN&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;SPAN id=Label6&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;/SPAN&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;SPAN id=Label7&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.&lt;/SPAN&gt;  &lt;FONT color=#ffff00&gt;(ay di nga?confident ako????)&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;SPAN id=Label8&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;FONT color=#ffff00&gt;(so true...)&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;SPAN id=Label9&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-4790078816874569818?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/4790078816874569818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=4790078816874569818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/4790078816874569818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/4790078816874569818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2008/01/get-to-know-yourself-better-from-ica.html' title='Get to know yourself better - from Ica'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-6563873923863003978</id><published>2007-12-12T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T14:37:14.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas once again...</title><content type='html'>It's a time of merry making and good cheers, I'm being scroogy once again. I used to love Christmas. I still do but not as much as I used to love it when I was younger.  It just felt sad...I don't know what would make me happy again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-6563873923863003978?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/6563873923863003978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=6563873923863003978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/6563873923863003978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/6563873923863003978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-once-again.html' title='Christmas once again...'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-3142942500930870908</id><published>2007-10-01T06:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T10:10:08.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is short...almost</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#330000&gt;sept. 29 was something really big, well, for one, it was our monthsary, second, SM Bic had a sale so we went there being the "shopaholic" that we are, third,our life was almost cut short (i might just be OA about it but it was almost the end of everything)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#330000&gt;at around 12.40ish in the evening my besh and I weredrivng on the slex going towards sucat exit as we have already dropped enri off in metropolis. a 10 wheeler trailer truck was in front of us and we have actually thought of swerving but we also might get caught and hesitated. sucat toll gate was in a slope so we waited at the foot as we didn't want to be anywhere near behind the truck.the truck had moved backwards, we actually thought that it was just revving up to move forward as it was a manual transmission vehicle. but then it never moved forward, it continued moving down the slope hitting our car.it hit us i think thrice bouncing on and off the car bumper.armi was able to manage to reverse the car and lessen the damage. we were already ready to jump out of the car if it did not stop hitting us.during the whole time, i felt numb, my head wasn't really clear, and thinking that if i die that day then i dont really know what would happen next. we were such in a panic.having a 10 wheeler truck hit you was really something to take the living whatever out of you. the only good thing that we saw on that very situation was that the truck was reversing slowly and that the other truck behind us had also moved backwards giving us the space to reverse the car and get away from the 10-wheeler truck, if not, we would have been sandwiched by two big vehicles. the truck driver admitted that their breaks wasn't really strong and that they had already hit a car back ain alabang - we were their second hit for the night. we went to tmg-bicutan to settle things up and waited for the owner of the truck and armi's parents.we waited for about 2 hours when they arrived. things where settled there and we were able to went home at around 4 am. the story in the tmg office would be for another time, right now, we're just glad nothing bad happened. we were still shoked though...i still can't get behind the wheels.hopefully ill get over it...soon &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-3142942500930870908?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/3142942500930870908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=3142942500930870908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/3142942500930870908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/3142942500930870908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2007/10/life-is-shortalmost.html' title='Life is short...almost'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-6857170659307419295</id><published>2007-07-23T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T17:51:58.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>July 29</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cake.png"&gt;birthdays are supposed to be fun..but i seldom get the feeling of celebrating.it always felt that it's the day your family would greet you or treat you out or its the day you treat your friends just because it's your birthday.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;this year, felt really hollow...it's as if like i'm a puzzle lacking its pieces...&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;if birthday wishes would come true, i'd like to wish for you to be back here with me...but i'm not selfish and you wouldn't like that.buti na lang they don't come true...kasi antagal ko na nanghingi noon ng bike inde dumating.hehehe&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/present.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;ang lungkot lang...(kanina..kausap ko besh ko)&lt;BR&gt;Armi: lapit na bday mo&lt;BR&gt;Armi: hapi b day 2 u......&lt;BR&gt;Armi: hehehehe&lt;BR&gt;R0nI: uu nga eh&lt;BR&gt;R0nI: kaso parang ang lungkot&lt;BR&gt;R0nI: anu ba yan lagi na lang malungkot ang bday&lt;BR&gt;R0nI: hehehehe&lt;BR&gt;Armi: bakit naman &lt;BR&gt;R0nI: wala na kasi ung magbibigay ng isang stick ng pretzel&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;one stick of pretzel..sa totoo lang nainis ako nun..pero looking back nakakatawa na cya...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;haaaay birthdays...sa linggo na pero parang wala lang...&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-6857170659307419295?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/6857170659307419295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=6857170659307419295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/6857170659307419295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/6857170659307419295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2007/07/july-29.html' title='July 29'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-4490655361709672913</id><published>2007-04-20T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T14:34:12.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wtf</title><content type='html'>i have been in singapore for a couple of weeks now. though at times its boring, i dont really care much coz i know i'd be with my baby at the end of the day.i am not very particular wih living with someone else as you are not familia with their attitudes. but then again, if you have no choice then what can you do.there's this incident that ruined my vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my baby rents a room from a singaporean guy and a filipina wife.my baby subscrribed for a landline so we can communicate easily.one time, the mother of the filipina wife knocked at our door and asked if the phone was disconnected or something, as she cannot communicate with her daughter back in the philippines. she said that we might have pulled out the line as we are irritated by the constant ringing of the fone.my baby checked the lines and gave a comment in filipino that was taken out of context.he is not very good in delivering his views and feelings in filipino that may actually piss you, i get pissed by it and  ask him what he really meant and tell him that is not how it should be said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going back, a couple of minutes later, the mother went into the room again crying, telling us that if we didn't like the constant ringing, then we should tell her. we shouldnt have pulled out the line. we where teling her that we didnt do such a thing or we probably have accidentally pulled it the other night when i pulled the fone nearer as we are to order our dinner.but then again, all the lines are properly connected and nothing wa pulled out.she said that she was trying to get hold of her daughter the whole day and vice versa but didnt get any call.l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ets put days in it...mejo magulo na.let's say it was saturday when the incident happened.she said she was waiting for the call the whole day of friday. i used the fone at around 1am on saturday to order our dinner.so malabo na nahila ko ung plug at hindi cla makapag-usap ng anak niya the whole friday.ampness tlga!since we are the younger once, we apologized for making her cry and having might pulled out the line.geez!we weren't raised like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second incident happened yesterday. my baby asked me if i was near the fone and i said no, he asked if i have answered the fone the whole day when it rang and i said no since i was far form the fone and the people outside where the one's answering it.i was already weird out by his questions and asked if there was a problem regarding the fone.he asked me to call him up. i said i still can't call him up since the fone has no dial tone. he asked if the blue light of the fone is on and i said it was for 10 min already. he told me that it was in use and wait for it to go out then i could call him up. (their foe is really new to me...haay ignorante ako).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after about 40 min. i noticed that the light was out already so i called him up.he wasnt able to answer the fone so i hang up.the fone rang and i answered it assumig it was him giving a return call but when i grabbed the fone, all i got was a no tone and hanged up. i called him up again and this time he was able to answer it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he asked if i answered a call and hanged up. i said i answered calls before and all i get was a no tone and hanged up after a while as there is no point in keeping up the line. i also said that everytime that happens, someone ouside picks up the fone the same time i did that's why i get a no one. he said that was really how theri fone was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked what was the problem about the fone. he said that the filipina wife was calling him up at work and asking for my cell number. sicne i do't have one, he asked her what the problem was. she said that i was answering the fone and putting it down since i had nothing better to do at home and was pretty bored that i'd so such a thing.wtf!!!!! i am not like that! never have i thought of doing that. beside's there are things to do in mike's room, he has a tv, laptop, ed's xbox, my testscripts which i need to finish soon,it's also a very cozy room that i get to sleep all the time. antukin akong tao.all my family and friends can prove that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my baby said, the fone has always been the problem. he said he owns the line and the unit and the least that they could do was charge it. that may be the problem, uncharged fone. but never will i do such as thing coz i was thought by mom the proper phone etiquette.lintsak tlga!hmp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hate it when people accuse you of somethng you didn't do. i really dont know what her problem is. it seems like she's got so much issues in life. well, she shouldnt bring it out on us. my baby's friends didnt like her either. my baby also told me last night that there was this one incident when he came home and that he had to give something to the filipina wife's sister and the filipina wife accussed my baby's mom of being a prejudiced person.she said that my baby's mom would no give importance to small people like her sister. i would also be so mad if my mom gets accussed of such things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is really insane. it flares e up just thinking about it. i haven't been out of my baby's room and have not used the fone ever since.i just am glad i haven't seen her.hoping also i would no be seeing her when i leave. and about her mom, she is obviously bored as there is not much life for her in SG, i just do hope she tells her daughter she wants to go back home to PH instead of making up/assuming things. nakakainis!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-4490655361709672913?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/4490655361709672913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=4490655361709672913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/4490655361709672913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/4490655361709672913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2007/04/wtf.html' title='wtf'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-90587932361302294</id><published>2007-04-06T04:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T11:26:09.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the eagle has landed</title><content type='html'>Thank God! im stll alive!!! hehe!excuse the paranoia..tis my first time to ride the plane. Let's start off... I woke up pretty early on thursday morning..(hehehe..excited?) i guess i slept too early that night. i woke up around 2am, forced my self to sleep for about an hour and woke p again on 7.I went out for breakfast and made some calls to relatives as we are to go to Cavite and show our condolences to tita Neneng family. her youngest sister tita Chay died. (May God bless her soul.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go there around lunch time and left at around 3. the FX we rented wa quite slow. we arrived back at the house at around 4pm. my head was throbbing really bad i decided to sleep it off for about an hour. i woke at 5 took a bath and finished off my packing. my mom and my brothers went with me to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;AT THE AIRPORT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i arived at the airport at 6 and followed mike's walkthough which I wrote on a piece of paper.hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;1. I had my bags x-rayed.&lt;br /&gt;2. I went to Cebu Pacific both and had my bags weighed.&lt;br /&gt;3. went to the ticketing counter and have my luggage checked in.&lt;br /&gt;4. Paid my travel tax. (I should hav payed this first before checking my luggage)&lt;br /&gt;5. went back to the ticketing counter (counter 29-hehe.lucky num) and took my boarding pass.&lt;br /&gt;6. payed the security fee&lt;br /&gt;7. went through the immigration officer who asked me where i was connected and that was it.hehehe.aint i lucky?&lt;br /&gt;8.took off my rubber shoes and have it scanned.&lt;br /&gt;9. had my hand carry checked&lt;br /&gt;10. went to gate 3 and waited to board&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, when I was waiting at gate 3, oo many mishaps have occured. I should have eaten before i went to the airpor or should have bought something decent to eat. we are supposed to board the plane at 8pm but they announced that the flight would be delayed for 60 min. the 60 min turnedinto 2 1/2 hours.geez! we had to wai for the plane that has just bounded from HK.ampness. I was able to board the plane at 10.45. I was seated near the window at the center where I could clearly see the wing of the plane. so much for nice view. The take off was quite smooth, which was good for a first timer like me.hehe. it took a while before i had the courage to look outside the window. the view though it was night time was really fantastic. its like looking at the ciruit board with too many LED's attached to it.hehehe. Since I was starving and the aroma of cup noodles was all over, i decided to buy one for myself. They only gave us a ottle of pineapple juice.that isn't much too suffice my appetite. i was thinking of buying Spuds instead and get a decent meal when I arrived but I was too sleepy and tired already. I payed for the cup noodles for 100 php. (my goodness!that would only cost 30 bucks in he supermarket! i should have bought the Spuds which was offered for the same price.haay naku!) I slept for a while since they turned the lights off. at abound 1.45 am, we are nearing Singapore. we have eperienced a short turbulence during landing.(grabe ang takot ko) it was a really stomach churning experience. i wouldn't be riding any roller coaster after that experience.the budget terminal was quite far and desserted. queud in line again for imigration and was not asked a single question, he even gave me 1 month permit. now isn't that lucky?hehehe. the only questioning I had was from the lady in line. she was actually so maangas! kaasar! d ko lam kung ano prob nya.hehe. anyways. i had to wait long since my luggage was not brought out yet. second delayed for my trip, the conveyor belt stopped for quite a long time.had to wait for about 15 min before it started again and got my luggage. i had it scanned again before going it. I was nearing the exit when I saw my hunnybun.hehe. can't help but smile and feeled relieved ad excited at the same time. Finally, I feel all secured and cofy in my confort zone.hehe. any place with him/my family/my besh would be my comfort zone.;&gt;). we took a cab to go home to his place which was at the other end of the island.hehe.ang layo! the scenery outside teh cab was really nice. Singapore has nice roads and greenery and loked very organized since there seemed to be no homeless people or beggars around. galing sobra! the road was so wide and smooth. if only i have my car.hehe.joy ride!!! we got to his place, fixed my stuff and prepared to sleep.hehe. blog again tomorrow for my first day out! ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-90587932361302294?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/90587932361302294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=90587932361302294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/90587932361302294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/90587932361302294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2007/04/eagle-has-landed.html' title='the eagle has landed'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-5396209932775051699</id><published>2007-04-04T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T14:59:16.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scared..anxious...excited?</title><content type='html'>I have not been too vocal about my flight to anyone except my family. I have also not shown too much excitement about it nor make a big fuss of it. Practically because, Im so scared of flying. Things might happen on that 4 hour flight. I am praying for the best that i arrive in one piece, alive and kicking on my destination and get back home the same way. tomorrow night would be my flight to visit my boyfriend. it would also be my first out of the country flight and my very first time to ride a plane. firsts are always scary so i think by now you understand my point. i would be blogging soon about this firsts but for now, please join me in praying that everything would go well and that i arrive and come back home alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pressured...&lt;br /&gt;I forgot that I have to add pressured...I am pressurred to looking for a job in greener pastures. as this point, i believe my skills are not worth applying or having that position. i do know that life is hard and i really do have to do this... i will, in God's time... but as of the moment, i believe its not yet my time. not now... hopefully next year or the next year that would follow it. God will provide, if only we would ask. He would grant if you deserve it... Please..no pressures... sana nababasa din nila to..haaayyy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-5396209932775051699?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/5396209932775051699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=5396209932775051699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/5396209932775051699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/5396209932775051699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2007/04/scaredanxiousexcited.html' title='scared..anxious...excited?'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-3370072837592480305</id><published>2007-03-23T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T09:32:36.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fears</title><content type='html'>There are certain things I fear about. Some may have sense but most of them are just plain ludicrous. They say that to survive in this world one must face hi/her own fears. Well, goodluck na lang sakin dba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. DRIVING&lt;br /&gt;Eversine I was 9, I have always wanted to drive my own car. At that age I have tried driving our owner with the guidance of my tito. Things happened as years passed by and the thought of having my own car was close to impossible. Luckily, heaven allowed my wish and I have recently acquired my very first car. I was not that excited as I thought I would be. It all daunt on me that it really was fun being a passenger rather than a driver. Too much responsibilty in your hands if your drivng the car. I am afraid to speed up fearing that I might hit someone and worst kill one. But then again, this is what I have wanted ever since. I won't be able to get anywhere if I would not face that fear. Sayang din yung car.hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. AIRPLANES&lt;br /&gt;I have not been on a plane or inside the airport whether Domestic or International. I fear that it might crash somewhere ending my life and my dreams with it. Haay...takot tlga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. LIVING ABROAD&lt;br /&gt;I have always been a sheltered brat. I have the comforts of having someone to wash my clothes, cook my food, clean my room, wash my dishes. No one would do that for me if ever I would be given the chance  to work abroad. Besides, I would miss my mom and my brothers and my firends and my family and my car(hehe) if I go away. But then again, having to work there would benefit my family a lot financially. Iyakin pa namn din ako at mablis ma-homesick..waaaaahhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. APPLYING FOR A NEW JOB&lt;br /&gt;I am scared of interviews. Much more lazy to go to one. Interviews are intimadting. You are asked the same old questions and yet some may like you and some may not. Ang gulo.nakakainis. Hassle magpunta sa mga interview. You would dressed up nicely, travel for an hour or two to be at the office, get interview for less than 30 minutes and that's it. Really need to learn to drive para hindi na hassle ang travelling. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-3370072837592480305?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/3370072837592480305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=3370072837592480305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/3370072837592480305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/3370072837592480305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2007/03/fears.html' title='Fears'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-7509451973328192742</id><published>2007-01-30T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T17:03:27.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stop my heart from bleeding......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-7509451973328192742?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/7509451973328192742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=7509451973328192742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/7509451973328192742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/7509451973328192742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2007/01/stop-my-heart-from-bleeding.html' title=''/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-7146918553932378798</id><published>2006-11-21T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T17:53:00.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pixie forest</title><content type='html'>i am a hopeless romantic living in my own fairytale, day dreaming the whole day about fanatasies that can never ever be real. i have always dreamt of unicorns with wings and rainbows and fairies and castles and my one true night who'd make my "ever after" happy.whimsical fantasies have been my escape from reality when it has turned sour and bitter and cruel at me.It had been my fortress against pain and rejection. And now when I know that I have to wake up from this dream, I can't find my way out. No magical door or hole opened up for me to get out and face reality. I have always ran to it and now it's eating me, Crushing me into pieces. Maybe when all that's left of me are pieces the size of fairy dust...maybe only then would the north wind blow me back to reality...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-7146918553932378798?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/7146918553932378798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=7146918553932378798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/7146918553932378798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/7146918553932378798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2006/11/pixie-forest.html' title='pixie forest'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-116304474901389929</id><published>2006-11-09T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:40.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm O..K..</title><content type='html'>I just have to remind myself that I am actually OK. I do breakdown every hour or so, I may look like I'm staring into nothingness at all times, I may have lost that spark in my eyes, but I sure am OK. I know I am. No matter how much I'd try to smile, I know I can't hide the fact that I am hurting and longing inside. It's a fact of life that we certainly have to deal it. I know I'll get over this soon enough. The spark may not return but I know I will be ok. Life has to go on. I guess I am that transparent that no matter how much I try to laugh it off or how big I smile, I still can't hide the fact that I am actually sad. You might be reading this, but it's not meant to make you feel guilty. I surely do miss you but I am happy that you're finally living your dreams. That's something I shouldn't be sad about. I just miss you a whole a damn lot. I know you feel the same way. Like I said, I am OK. I just don't feel like waking up early to go to work, or to dress up extra nicely, or to smile a lot, or talk a lot. But I sure am Ok . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-116304474901389929?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/116304474901389929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=116304474901389929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/116304474901389929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/116304474901389929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-ok.html' title='I&apos;m O..K..'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-116243489338390627</id><published>2006-11-02T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:40.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>............</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a few more days and you'd be flying off  to live your dreams. i am happy for you, really i am. a part of me just can't bear to be away from you. it was really hard thinking about it much more dealing with it. but i know i am stronger than this and you wouldn't want to see me like this. heck! i don't even wanna be seen crying, not by anyone else, especially not by you. i thought i was prepared for this, but i guess i'm not. my life seems to be slowing down its pace. i'll miss everything about you. i'll be counting the days till i see you home...i hope you won't take long...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-116243489338390627?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/116243489338390627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=116243489338390627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/116243489338390627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/116243489338390627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title='............'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-116113800065304745</id><published>2006-10-18T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:40.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why can't i be fat and fab at the same time?</title><content type='html'>aaarrrrggghhhh!!!! i really hate this feeling. it's the feeling of waking up every damn morning just to feel fat and ugly. i have nothing against fat people because i, myself, am one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if you wanna look good, feel good; if you wanna feel good, look good"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah! i sure damn as hell would want to feel good and still look good. i am at my average weight for my height but i look like a big blob of fat. i have always been hiding myself in my jacket so as i wouldn't see so much of me. i have refrainde from looking at my mirrors and whenever i have he need to do so i always end up being depress. i really hate this. it'll take time for me to probably be fit or slimmer.i have nothing to wear to make me feel good because what i have in my closet doesn't fit me.i go to work looking like i'm about to go to the market. maybe buying a nice piece of clothing wouldn't hurt but that feeling of looking good would only last a day and i'd end up miserable again the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's hard for me to be fat and fab at the same time. i just envy them. not caring so much as to how their frameworks are but how they look in the outside. they always exude this aura of confidence and sexiness even if they dont have the coca cola figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a total makeover...can somebody help me with this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-116113800065304745?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/116113800065304745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=116113800065304745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/116113800065304745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/116113800065304745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2006/10/why-cant-i-be-fat-and-fab-at-same-time.html' title='why can&apos;t i be fat and fab at the same time?'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-116036163822715835</id><published>2006-10-09T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:40.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so the test was finally over and i had the results already. i just wasn't able to find time to blog everything.i feel so stressed at work plus the anticipation of the result did took its toll. i would really want to get away from it all and relax for a while, hopefully get back rejuvenated but i can't...at least not now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, here's the result...&lt;br /&gt;Findings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Preliminary film does not show any abnormal findings.&lt;br /&gt;Right hemiabdomen, focal calcific focus noted, fecalith (?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examination shows smooth retrograde flow of the barium from the rectum up to the proximal ascending colon and cecum with reflux of the dye into the terminal ileum.&lt;br /&gt;Air contrast studies reveal a smooth mucosal pattern with no evident abnormalities noted.&lt;br /&gt;No areas of narrowing polypoid lesions seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMPRESSION: Normal Barium Enema with Air Contrast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So basically, everything is normal based on the test, but I still feel like it's not ok. may be i'm just too paranoid, but hey, you can never be too sure right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt; The test really did hurt a lot as in...i cried before the exam starts, i cried during the process, i even cried after.... i'm such a whiner....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-116036163822715835?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/116036163822715835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=116036163822715835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/116036163822715835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/116036163822715835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-test-was-finally-over-and-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-115923508332864400</id><published>2006-09-25T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:40.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I.....I don't know...</title><content type='html'>I really don't need to hear "Ok lang yan...wala yan..." or "OA ka lang..." coz yeah...OA lang ako and I am not yet into hearing out that Ok lang stuff...sorry for being cranky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life.. as I'd Like to put it is like a box of chocolate, you never know what you're gonna get. I am currently feeling so scared, for things that are uncertain and are way beyond my understanding. I am scared of changes but I know somehow I have coped up and am still coping up with it. But this, whatever it is...I don't think I can.I am scared of how my life would be, how the pages would turn out to be whether I'd be liking it or whether I'd be freaking out in a bad day about it. I am very very scared, I just don't feel like I have to or that maybe even think that I have to. I know I do tend to over re-act about things and be totally paranoid but something way deep inside me tells me I should be. I've had amoebiasis when I was in highschool and it had its pros somehow.From a 31 inch fat girl, it had made me achieve a 25 inch waistline. Then I had gastroentirits that lead to acute ulcer something. The effects that these ailments had on my body internally was obviously not good, but somehow I got used to them that it seemed normal. I started noticing that I am not "functioning" internally properly plus the fact that everywhere around me screams of colon cancer and it's symptoms that I started fearing of it, paranoid of how my body was functioning and fearing life as it is. At 22, I feel like I haven't done everything yet. I mean, I have wanted to do a whole lot of things and I am not even halfway. But the negative part of my brain tells me that what about those other kids shown on tv that are diagnosed of a more serious ailment. Have they lived their life? Someone told me that life is supposed to be live by quality over quantity, but right now, I am hoping to live life with more quality and quantity. I have been diagnosed of IBS which stands for Irritable Bowel Syndrome - constipation predominance. I would not go further with that since the name tells about it pretty much. I am to undergo a test called Barium enem theostical Ilium reflux or whatever the correct spelling and terms for it. It is a test that will insert a tube inside you to check your colon for damges, much more like colonoscopy. The result of this test would prove the IBS coreect or would give me a result something worse. I am scared of the test because I am no fan of injectsions or those other things that would be inserted inside you.And I am also scared of the results. I haven't figured out what's what yet... Someone also told me not to be scared. I can't help it and I don't know what else to do to not be scared. A prayer would definitely go along way but it would just divert the emotions for a while..anyone who has been in this place could testify to that. I guess I just have  to live with fear for a whole week until the day of teh exam arrives. But until then, I will be scared and I know I'm strong or I guess I have to be strong I just needed to find my saving grace to help me pull things up...to get my act together....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-115923508332864400?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/115923508332864400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=115923508332864400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/115923508332864400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/115923508332864400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2006/09/ii-dont-know.html' title='I.....I don&apos;t know...'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-115673488085341665</id><published>2006-08-28T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:39.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enraged</title><content type='html'>i'm actually at the point of screaming my heart out at this moment.things just isn't right anymore. a shout out first to those people who gave out their concerns...thanks guys...it's very uplifting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a vice is a vice in whatever form or act it maybe. i am disgusted by it since it does not do you any good even if people claim that it is their form of relaxation. There are lots of stuffs to do out there that would not take away your money. Yes, I hate it because I can't afford it, and even if I can I won't indulge myself in it for it's not practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;1. Starbucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - I am not crazy to be overly addicted with how good their coffee is or how well they make concoctions. Really, a 100 bucks for a big cup of coffee is insane. Good thing, it's bad for my tummy. I won't be a hypocrite and say I haven't tried it or have not long to try it again, but it's not just that practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;2. Sauna/Gaybars/Pick-ups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - No offense to those concerned, this is just how my pickle minded brain see it. It is not a healthy habit to do this nor to even try it, what if you get infected. is the thrill worth ruining your life, your relationship? think about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;4. Internet gaming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- a waste of energy, time and money, need i say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;3. Casino/card games/anything that requires a bet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - you work hard for your money, then you'll just be throwing it away just like that. you'd probably argue with me that it's not just like that, you play it, gamble it, if your lucky enough you double it if not you'll go home empty handed. have you ever thought of counting the money you have spent over the times/years you have started gambling, and once you have done that tell me, was it actually worth it to lose that big amount of money for nothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not being a saint here, but if you wanted to throw away your money then why not give it to some charitable institutions that they may be able to feed a couple more people with your money, or send someone to school so that atleast one individual in this depressed country would have had the chance for a brighter future. Or if you don't feel like being that kind of person ,why not save it up for your future. If you have the mind set that you'd probably earn more over the years and would have get it through promotion or working overseas, that the money you are currently receiving is just a means for you to enjoy life, then I wish you a good future.It doesn't hurt to start NOW. Those who are saving up their hard earned money would have accumulated more than you if you would still keep your vices. you are blessed with a good job and a good salary, i think it's about time you stop and think about how lucky you are. always remember that your cup of coffee, you buy in, your entrance fee could have provide a family one decent meal on their table if they only have your money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-115673488085341665?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/115673488085341665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=115673488085341665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/115673488085341665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/115673488085341665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2006/08/enraged.html' title='enraged'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-115578306854967540</id><published>2006-08-17T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:39.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vanilla sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;its been seven days since i last saw you. seven long days of not wanting to miss you.i really don't want to do that but that was the last thing i know that would refrain me from bugging you or getting mad at you for no logical reason at all. but the bad thing about that is that, ive grown cold towards you...your sweet messages, your attempts to brighten up my gloomy mood... you trying to tell me how much you've missed me. it felt like being in a long distance relationship with you. i wonder how things would be if you really left for a much greener pasture.i think i don't want to know.i don't know if i could wait that long contrary to what i always say.wait, i think i can. i can be single till you ge back. i can be as cold as ice like what i was before you came to my life and yes, i will be colder towards you than i was now. coldness is my shield to not get hurt in the process of missing you.to still be sane while continuing with my life alone without you. i woke up feeling very sedated. i'm not sure if the marshmallow i ate last night had drugs in it or isi just the fine, cloudy weather outside more of like vanilla sky,very calm and...yeah, maybe it was the mallows.i felt silly for treating you like that.felt guilty for acting so childish.all the realizations and answers dawned on me while in the shutte.found the answers all rushing on my tiny narrow mind...and now, i'm starting to understand...when would it wear of...i don't know...maybe after lunch...and at this very second..i'd be telling you...from the bottom of my heart...i missing you so bad it hurts....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-115578306854967540?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/115578306854967540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=115578306854967540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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ka..halos 1/4 na yun ng sweldo ko. ang hirap tlga..lagi na lang ako walang pera. sa laki ng binabayaran ko every payday..kulang pa ung sweldo ko... nakakainis tlga... hindi ka rin makagimik kasi wala ka pera. tapos lagi ko na lang sinasabi sa mga nagyayaya na wala ako pera kahit kakasweldo lang. alam ko nakakainis ng pakinggan pero wala tlga..kulang pa ung natitira para sa pamasahe ko until the next payday. nakakainis... ang laki laki ng tax wala naman akong nakikitang pinupuntahan ng tax ko. yes, i'm not looking at the bigger picture pero dba dapat kahit hindi ka tumingin dun may makita ka ng effect ng tax na binabawas sau? asar tlga... sa isang buong taon, yung tax na binawas sakin eh pang isang sem na ng kapatid ko sa college. asar tlga.... yumayaman lang ang mga corrupt eh.ggggrrrrr....ewan!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-115569196528929434?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/115569196528929434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=115569196528929434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/115569196528929434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/115569196528929434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2006/08/haay-nakusumakit-ang-puso-ko-nung.html' title=''/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-115441617992773596</id><published>2006-08-01T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:39.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miskol -Craeons</title><content type='html'>haha..naadik ako dito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=" height="100" width="300" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="7938"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="2646"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://www.cyberpinoy.net/play.php?song_id=491&amp;sid=08bdb5cff7942deea0bd428996d562ca"&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://www.cyberpinoy.net/play.php?song_id=491&amp;amp;sid=08bdb5cff7942deea0bd428996d562ca"&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Window"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" 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&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakatuwa mang isipin&lt;br /&gt;Kay babaw ko naman&lt;br /&gt;Para kiligin sa'yong pagpaparamdam&lt;br /&gt;Tila isang batang naghihintay na pansinin&lt;br /&gt;Naghihintay sa gabi kung ako'y tatawagan&lt;br /&gt;Di mo man sagutin&lt;br /&gt;Alam kong may lihim na pagtingin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;Isang mis kol mo lang&lt;br /&gt;Ako'y nabubuhay sa isang pangarap&lt;br /&gt;Kahit simple lang&lt;br /&gt;Isang mis kol mo lang&lt;br /&gt;Meron mang kabaduyan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit ito ang aking nararamdaman&lt;br /&gt;Nakakainis mang isipin&lt;br /&gt;Nagmumukha na pala akong tanga&lt;br /&gt;Para maniwala at umasa sa aking mga haka-haka&lt;br /&gt;Na ikaw ay may nararamdaman din para sa akin&lt;br /&gt;Sa bawat oras na nagtatampo na walang dahilan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPEAR CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siguro nga ang oras ay humahanap ng tamang panahon&lt;br /&gt;Ng dahil sa iyong pagpaparamdam&lt;br /&gt;Dun ako masaya, kahit minsan lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPEAT CHORUS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-115441617992773596?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/115441617992773596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=115441617992773596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/115441617992773596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/115441617992773596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2006/08/miskol-craeons.html' title='Miskol -Craeons'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-115319739524656262</id><published>2006-07-18T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:39.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ME, MYSELF and I</title><content type='html'>i am getting irritable this days. i am not happy with how i look, with what i have and with what i am geting. i know one should be content with life in order to be happy. so i am now grouchy because i am not content and i am not happy. this is all about ME, MYSELF, and I alone.no one outside those personas are involved. Every waking day is depressing. I get up, take a bath, brush my teeth, and stay infront my open cabinet. I'd spend an hour trying to pick which clothes i should wear...ooops, i rephrase that,i'd spend hours trying to find pieces of clothing that would fit me.Clothes that would not show my bulging tummy.it is depressing dressing up everyday. i cannot close my jeans less i force them to. cannot wear my shirts anymore because i look like a pregnant teenager in them. i cannot even face the mirrors, for all i see are blemishes, pimples, warts, my double chin and my fat ugly face. exercise would definitely be an answer but i'm seeing no result of it. i cannot cut down on my foods because i am already eating less and having less more would kill me.this is a personal battle that i'm losing each waking day.i cannot try to put myself to pieces coz everytime i try i failed doing so just by staring at the mirror.i'm tired of being called fat or chubby. tired of hearing how big my tummy is and how it bulges everytime i sit down.no im not suicidal nor neurotic.i' just down, depressed, sad. i dont what to do to pick myself up so don't ask me how. heaven help me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-115319739524656262?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/115319739524656262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=115319739524656262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/115319739524656262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/115319739524656262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2006/07/me-myself-and-i.html' title='ME, MYSELF and I'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-115045088999952999</id><published>2006-06-16T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:38.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kikay Attempt:Phase 1 &amp; 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Phase 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have retired wearing my dangling earings for the moment to be replaced by my mom's pearl earrings. Yupz, my mom's all the earings I have in possession are either dangling or beaded. I haven't formally borrowed them I just start wearing them when she wasn't using it. :D Pearl earings for me gave that kind of sophisticated feel. It makes one look like a hot chic. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Phase 2: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" height="218" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2186/789/320/Pix%28278%29.jpg" width="297" border="0" /&gt;Who could have ever thought that a simple errand, that of buying a popcorn at the other building, would help me in my senseless quest to look different. We stumbled into an event in GT Towers organized by Nesvita while buying some popcorn. i was hesitatnt at first to try their stalls especially the make-over stall by The Body Shop, but what the heck. How many times would I have the chance to apply a Body Shop make-up on my skin.Yah, pathetic I know. A loser in other words. the first time I tried that make up brand was for Len's debut. Tita Lara let us borrow her kit for the occasion. I liked that bronzed beads thingy that we used.Hehe. make-up never was my forte and I think it never will be, unlike my mom who totally adores them. She would not go out of the house without wearing them. Well, since i wanted to have that physical change I have been raving about, I gave it a hot. And what do I get?I feel like a clown about to perform infront a huge crowd. There wasn't anything that would make me feel more confident and sexy and beautiful, instead I feel stupid. Part of this stupidity was i bought that tint he/she used on my face.Hehe.When will I learn....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-115045088999952999?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/115045088999952999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=115045088999952999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/115045088999952999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/115045088999952999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2006/06/kikay-attemptphase-1-2.html' title='Kikay Attempt:Phase 1 &amp; 2'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-114913943057322188</id><published>2006-06-01T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:38.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>try....</title><content type='html'>doing nothing at work, i onced against surfed my friendster's page out of sheer boredom.i stumbled into my cousins photos at the home page.i cheked all her uploaded photos, and was i really surprised.She knew how to make herself really look presentable, with make up and all.she looked very sophisticated/classy in her get-up, thekind of look i've longed been wanting to achieved.mukha akong manang pag itinabi mo ko sa kanya.this kind of sentiments i share with my boyfriend.and yes, he is right, he can't do anything about that since he's not into girly fashions for obvious reasons.but for me to achieve that look would cost a whole damn lot.i'd have to change my wardrobe and hairstyle plus wear make-up.#%@&amp; i dont even know how to use one. i envy those people who at my age looked very prim and proper and sophisticated..one who can put up a very classy chic look.i am a 21 yr old (girl?lady?) who wears jeans,shirt,sandals/rubber shoes and does not know how to apply foundation. some people would confuse me as 16 yr old HS student because of how i look and definitely because of what i wear. i have come to this point in my age that i'd wanted to look like a real lady.someone who would really achieve that look even if she's just wearing jeans and shirt. i can never achieve that coz i'd look tomboyish in that get up.i wanted to start now but i dont know how...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am this frustrated (if you could call it frustration...i think it's more of insecurity) kasi sa lahat saming magpipinsan ako lang ang bihis at itsurang bata.ultimo ung pinsan kong nasa grade school mas kikay pa sakin.sa batch namin sa highschool, isa ako sa ayos high school pa rin.sa mga school mates ko nung college...ayun, mukhang highschool pa rin ako kung itatabi sa knila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where did all this come from?wala..matagal ko ng gustong mag try ng ganun image pero hindi ko talaga magawa....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-114913943057322188?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/114913943057322188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=114913943057322188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/114913943057322188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/114913943057322188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2006/06/try.html' title='try....'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-114912811227887036</id><published>2006-06-01T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:37.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drained...</title><content type='html'>feelin drained at the moment.had so many things i want to buy for myself but i don't have the resources to get them.i have spent my whole salary on bills.no, i'm not complaining. i just felt drained, that's all. you paid a lot but still it isn't enough to pay for everything.it's just disturbing.ang hirap ng ganito...plus, add the feeling that you don't look good.haay...sad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-114912811227887036?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/114912811227887036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=114912811227887036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/114912811227887036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/114912811227887036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2006/06/drained.html' title='drained...'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-114889746629658054</id><published>2006-05-29T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:37.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>siguro....</title><content type='html'>ano ang feeling ng may malubhang sakit, much more ng may cancer? ano kaya nafeel nila bago na-confirm na may cancer sila?cguro kung may pera ka, ang isa sa papasok sa isip mo ay uubusin mo lahat ng pera mo para mapagaling ang sarili mo. eh pano kng wala ka namang pera, ano ang gagawin mo? ano kaya pumapasok sa isip ng isang taong walang pera at may cancer? siguro takot sila kasi mahirap na sakit un, siguro naiiyak sila araw-araw kakaisip kung pano gagaling, cguro hindi sila makatulog o makagawa ng maayos kakaisip sa sakit na sila, siguro may mga araw na iniisip nilang ayaw na nilang mabuhay, siguro nang hihinayang sila sa buhok nila na nalagas dahil sa chemo,siguro.... ewan ko...hindi ko alam...wala ako sa position nila para mag-assume. kung ako siguro may symptoms ng cancer, matatakot ako, iiyak, malulungkot, masestress, mapapagod....siguro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*currently feeling scared and alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-114889746629658054?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-114827349919297703</id><published>2006-05-22T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:37.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ang lovelife kong anime...</title><content type='html'>maaga akong lumandi(hehe).gradeschool pa lang marami na akong crush, kasama sa mga listahan ko si &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;red 1 ng bioman &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; c masked rider black &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;n gokou, trunks,gotten ng dragon ball-z,c green/white ranger ng power rangers,c eugene,vincent ng ghost fighter at c alfred ng munting pangarap ni romeo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.hehe.masarap abangan ang mga naturang palabas na ito dahil nakikita mo ang pagmumukha ng mga crush mo. ang mga character na ito ang nagbibigay inspirasyon sakin upang pumasa sa mga exams at assignments na kailangan maipasa sa school. ito ang tipo ng feeling na babalik balikan mo kahit pa matanda ka na. you fell in love to something na alam mong matatapos din agad at mawawala, but still, there are no regrets, no remorse or no hearts ever broken. you're letting it go freely because you know the feeling would always stay with you wherever you maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung ganito kaya ang pagtingin natin sa tunay na relationship may puso pa bang masasaktan,madudurog o aasa?siguro wala.bakit ang pagibig hindi na lang tulad ng ibinibigay natin sa anime? sa anime, mahuhulog ang loob natin sa isang character,magmamahal, maiinspire,malulungkot,makikisaya.magmamahal pero hindi isinasaip na baka 3 linggo na lang at mawawala na cya sa ere.ang tanging expectation lang natin ay ang mapanood cya kinabukasan.Hindi ba't mas masarap ang ganun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano nga ba ang pag-ibig?sa bible eto ang definition ng love:&lt;em&gt;"Love is patient, love is kind, and is not jealous; love does not brag and is not arrogant, does not act unbecomingly; it does not seek its own, is not provoked, does not take into account a wrong suffered, does not rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. 8 Love never fails; but if there are gifts of prophecy, they will be done away; if there are tongues, they will cease; if there is knowledge, it will be done away. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ba ang love sa bible parang love na ibinibigay natin sa anime?its like, you live for the present but you work for the future.it's two different things. you live and love for today but you know it will never be a part of your future.all you'll have left with you is the feeling and the memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa anime,walang umaasa na mamahalin ka in return. sa totoong buhay, lagi ka na lang umaasa pero para lang sa wala.sa anime hindi ka umaasang ibabalik ang pagibig na inalay mo, pero sa totoong buhay, pinagpipilitan mo na ang sarili mo pero hindi pa rin mapapasaiyo ang puso nya.sa anime,nagmamahal ka for the present at hindi mo iniisip ang future.sa totoong buhay,nagmamahal ka pero hindi mo alam kung hanggang kailan ka nya mahal.sa anime,ok lang na may iba cyang love interest dahil sa sarili mong mundo feeling mo ikaw yun.sa totoong buhay,never kang magiging cya na mahal nya.sa anime,fiction lang lahat....mababaw...sa totoong buhay,mahirap nang buoin ang pusong naialay at nasira dahil sa totoong buhay....hindi lang puso ang binigay mo kungdi lahat lahat ng bumubuo sayo.&lt;br /&gt;sana sing-babaw na lang ng anime ang pag-ibig....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;type ko to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Wouldnt It Be Nice Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wouldn't it be nice if we were older&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Then we wouldn't have to wait so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And wouldn't it be nice to live together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;In the kind of world where we belong&lt;br /&gt;You know its gonna make it that much better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When we can say goodnight and stay together&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be nice if we could wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;In the morning when the day is new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And after having spent the day together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hold each other close the whole night through&lt;br /&gt;Happy times together we've been spending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wish that every kiss was neverending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wouldn't it be nice&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if we think and wish and hope and pray it might come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Baby then there wouldn't be a single thing we couldn't do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We could be married&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And then we'd be happy&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be nice&lt;br /&gt;You know it seems the more we talk about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It only makes it worse to live without it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But lets talk about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wouldn't it be nice&lt;br /&gt;Good night my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sleep tight my baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-114827349919297703?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/114827349919297703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=114827349919297703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/114827349919297703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/114827349919297703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2006/05/ang-lovelife-kong-anime.html' title='ang lovelife kong anime...'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-114803076602687834</id><published>2006-05-19T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:36.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DVC</title><content type='html'>DVC...hindi ito pirated version ng DVD, ang tinutukoy ko ay ang Da Vinci Code.Ano nga ba ang meron at tila takot na takot ang ilang sekta ng lipunan na maipalabas ito sa bansa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napanood ko siya kagabi.ano ang masasabi ko?Eh di wala!As in wala namang dapat ikabahala sa movie dahil walang direct assault na ibinato sa Vatican, sa Catholic Church at sa kung sino pang affected. Sa totoo lang, napaprapring lang ata sila at ganyan sila ka-OA mag-isip.Well sige, given na dapat may malawak na pagiisip ang mga taong manonood nito upang lubusang ma-identify na ang pinapanood nya ay pawang fiction lamang. Whether you have read the book or not, all would still make sense.Sabi nga ni PJ maganda ang cinematography. Isa lang ang nagustuhan ko sa movie yung lalagyanan ng code.Whatever the name is hindi ko alam yung spelling.Hehe.Basta yun, ang cool kasi ganito yan, isa cyang cylindrical container na may 5 rows with 26 letters each row.Tapos sa loob may naka-roll na papyrus containing your secret and if you force to open it, the vinegar inside would dissolve the papyrus needless to say with your secret in it.Saan kaya nakakabili nun.Parang gusto ko nun.....&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, na-isip ko lang, eh ano naman ngaun kung nagkaroon ng sexual relationship c Jesus with Mary Magdalene. It does defy the teachings of the Church about Jesus being all so Pure and Divine. pero, eh ano naman ngayon.It's somehow comforting, di ko maexplain why pero parang ganun.Parang yung song na "What if God was one of us...." It still would not make me convert into another religion or become an atheist if that was true.Maybe they fear that their credibility would falter thus people would not believe them or follow them anymore.Maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you find out that you're God's descendant? Hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;I think....&lt;br /&gt;1. I'd try to walk on water.Not on sea but on a wading pool filled with water.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'd try to turn water into coke. (Hindi naman ako umiinom ng alak eh)&lt;br /&gt;3. I'd try to multiply a BigMac to feed seventy times seven people. (Hehe)&lt;br /&gt;4. I'd cure the sick from their ailments. (Charitable naman ako kahit papano)&lt;br /&gt;Cool diba? pero can I sacrifice my life to save Humanity?I don't know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sabi ni Tom Hanks, "What would you do if you find out your a descendant of God?renew your faith or babalewalain mo lang?" basta ganun...nakalimutan ko exact words eh...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako?I'd renew my faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eh pano naman kung meron ngang descendant of God?Renew your faith or drop it because the Church has lost its credibility?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renew you faith pa rin ako.Baka tumibay pa lalo, knowing that God is physically with us. Hindi sa hindi cya strong talaga.As I said comforting.Parang ung favorite pillow mo gamit mo when you sleep,If wala un, hindi ka na makatulog ng masarap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parang mali ang wordings ko.Having studied for one decade in a Catholic School, I have onced memorized all the peayers and even the Litany to the Virgin Mary(ang LItany po ay yung tinatawag mo lahat ng saints and sacred artifacts to pray for you, it is recited after the rosary).I remember one sister telling me that the Church is not the physical structure of stone and cement we go to for worship.The Church is the heart of every Christian/Catholic who believe in God. sabi nung pari sakin nung nagconfess ako nung Holy Week, kung may mga bagay na nalalaman ka na bago sa naituro sayo, maging open ka sa pagunawa pero dun ka pa rin sa pinaniniwalaan mo dahil ito ang magpapatibay sayo. O,pari na nagsabi nyan. Share ko lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;habang sinusulat ko tinawanan ako ni Joseph,cguro dahil sa intro ko.nagpretend ako na badtrip.pero hindi ako badtrip.pag pinatulan ko trips nya mawawala sa kawalan ang mga nais kong i-blog.writers mood ata tawag dun.naks!writer na ko? nah! i don't think so....:D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-114803076602687834?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/114803076602687834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=114803076602687834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/114803076602687834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/114803076602687834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2006/05/dvc.html' title='DVC'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-114802001516392744</id><published>2006-05-19T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:36.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tHe Ex SuRvEy</title><content type='html'>isang katuwaang pinasimulan ko para samin ni mike....ang mga sagot namin sa survey na ito kung kami ay nag-break....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MIKE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. wat name or initial?&lt;/em&gt; RB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. gaano kyo ng tgal?&lt;/em&gt; 4 YEARS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. reason y kyo ng hwalay? &lt;/em&gt;PINASAGOT AKO NG SURVEY TAPOS NAGALIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. meron n b siya iba?&lt;/em&gt; MERON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. hapy nman kya sila?&lt;/em&gt; SOBRA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. wen/san 1st kis niyo? &lt;/em&gt;OUTSIDE HOUSE NILA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. ur aniv d8?&lt;/em&gt; JUNE 29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8. wer mo sya cngot? &lt;/em&gt;OUTSIDE SM :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;9. fvr8 fud niya?&lt;/em&gt; KALDERETA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;10. prti b kyo ng dd8? &lt;/em&gt;ONCE A WEEK MINIMUM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;11. nhuli mna b mgloko?&lt;/em&gt; NOPE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;12. how mo nhuli? &lt;/em&gt;N/A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;13. wat gnwa mo?&lt;/em&gt; N/A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;14. kip mo pren b pic niya?&lt;/em&gt; YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;15. may times nppgnipan mo sya?&lt;/em&gt; YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;16. wish mo mkita or mksma sya?&lt;/em&gt; YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;17. tngap kb ng fmily niya b4?&lt;/em&gt; I THINK SO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;18. wat things bngay niya syo?&lt;/em&gt; MP3 PLAYER, BALLPEN, JACKET, CHOCOLATE, UNCONDITIONAL LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;19. kip mo pren luv lters niya?&lt;/em&gt; YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;20. most un4gtble moment? &lt;/em&gt;KNOWING THAT A GIRL THAT CUTE THINKS IM CUTE :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;21. wen last tym ngsma kyo?&lt;/em&gt; KAGABI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;22. may contact pren b kyo? &lt;/em&gt;KONTI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;23. ng k baby b kyo?&lt;/em&gt; NASA TIYAN KO PA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;24. clear b brk-up niyo? &lt;/em&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;25. wat di mo mkklimutan sknya? &lt;/em&gt;HER PURE HEART&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;26. u think san u ngkamali? &lt;/em&gt;KULANG SA BOLA SAGOT KO SA SURVEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;27. if mkita mo siya ano ssbhin mo sknya? &lt;/em&gt;I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, I ALWAYS HAVE AND ALWAYS WILL. I HOPE YOU ARE HAPPY WHOEVER YOU ARE WITH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;28. kung bmlik sya syo ttngapin mo pb? &lt;/em&gt;OF COURSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;29. nka getover kn sknya? &lt;/em&gt;HINDE PA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;30. ano messge mo sknya ngyn? &lt;/em&gt;(SEE ABOVE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MINE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. wat name or initial?&lt;/em&gt;MS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. gaano kyo ng tgal?&lt;/em&gt;4 YRS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. reason y kyo ng hwalay?&lt;/em&gt;INAWAY KO DAHIL SA SURVEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. meron n b siya iba?&lt;/em&gt;OO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. hapy nman kya sila?&lt;/em&gt;SANA.....HINDI &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. wen/san 1st kis niyo?&lt;/em&gt;SA STREET NAMIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. ur aniv d8?&lt;/em&gt;0629&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8. wer mo sya cngot?&lt;/em&gt;OUTSIDE SM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;9. fvr8 fud niya?&lt;/em&gt;BEEF W/BROCOLI N CASHW NUT SAUCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;10. prti b kyo ng dd8?&lt;/em&gt;ONCE A WK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;11. nhuli mna b mgloko?&lt;/em&gt;HMMMM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;12. how mo nhuli?&lt;/em&gt;HMMMMM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;13. wat gnwa mo?&lt;/em&gt;WALA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;14. kip mo pren b pic niya?&lt;/em&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;15. may times nppgnipan mo sya?&lt;/em&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;16. wish mo mkita or mksma sya?&lt;/em&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;17. tngap kb ng fmily niya b4?&lt;/em&gt;I THINK SO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;18. wat things bngay niya syo?&lt;/em&gt;GARFIELD STUFF,DAMIT,MATCHU,PERA(hehe),LOVE &amp;UNDERSTANDING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;19. kip mo pren luv lters niya?&lt;/em&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;20. most un4gtble moment?&lt;/em&gt;NUNG NAG-FART CYA....:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;21. wen last tym ngsma kyo?&lt;/em&gt;LAST NYT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;22. may contact pren b kyo?&lt;/em&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;23. ng k baby b kyo?&lt;/em&gt;DPA LUMALABAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;24. clear b brk-up niyo?&lt;/em&gt;ATA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;25. wat di mo mkklimutan sknya?&lt;/em&gt;HIS MIND,BODY,HEART AND SOUL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;26. u think san u ngkamali?&lt;/em&gt;NAGPASAGOT NG SURVEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;27. if mkita mo siya ano ssbhin mo sknya?&lt;/em&gt;I WANT YOU BACK (haha..pathetic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;28. kung bmlik sya syo ttngapin mo pb?&lt;/em&gt;OO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;29. nka getover kn sknya?&lt;/em&gt;NOPE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;30. ano messge mo sknya ngyn?&lt;/em&gt;I WANT YOU! ESTE I WANT YOU BACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pawang kalokohan lamang po..sabi nga nila "jokeas are half meant..." ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-114802001516392744?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/114802001516392744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=114802001516392744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/114802001516392744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/114802001516392744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2006/05/ex-survey.html' title='tHe Ex SuRvEy'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-114794122826313148</id><published>2006-05-18T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:36.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random pix...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've liked this images but i dont know where to put them, i just like to post them, till i find a proper place for them, i'd just have to compile them here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="MySpace Layouts" src="http://content33.bigoo.ws/content/icon/cartoon/cartoon_213.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/"&gt;&lt;img alt="MySpace Layouts" src="http://content33.bigoo.ws/content/icon/cartoon/cartoon_277.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/"&gt;&lt;img alt="MySpace Layouts" src="http://content33.bigoo.ws/content/icon/cartoon/cartoon_288.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="Myspace" src="http://content33.bigoo.ws/content/icon/cartoon/cartoon_178.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Myspace" src="http://content33.bigoo.ws/content/icon/cartoon/cartoon_270.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/"&gt;&lt;img alt="MySpace Layouts" src="http://content33.bigoo.ws/content/icon/cartoon/cartoon_18.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="MySpace Layouts" src="http://content33.bigoo.ws/content/icon/cartoon/cartoon_152.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/"&gt;&lt;img alt="MySpace Layouts" src="http://content33.bigoo.ws/content/icon/cartoon/cartoon_153.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/"&gt;&lt;img alt="myspace layout" src="http://content33.bigoo.ws/content/icon/cartoon/cartoon_297.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="myspace layout" src="http://content33.bigoo.ws/content/icon/cartoon/cartoon_51.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/"&gt;&lt;img alt="MySpace Layouts" src="http://content33.bigoo.ws/content/icon/cartoon/cartoon_52.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/"&gt;&lt;img alt="MySpace Layouts" src="http://content33.bigoo.ws/content/icon/cartoon/cartoon_161.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="MySpace Layouts" src="http://content33.bigoo.ws/content/icon/cartoon/cartoon_184.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Myspace layouts" src="http://content33.bigoo.ws/content/icon/cartoon/cartoon_207.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/"&gt;&lt;img alt="MySpace Layouts" src="http://content33.bigoo.ws/content/icon/cartoon/cartoon_274.gif" border="0" /&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/10615322-114794122826313148?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/114794122826313148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=114794122826313148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/114794122826313148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/114794122826313148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2006/05/random-pix.html' title='random pix...'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-114784978906057522</id><published>2006-05-17T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:36.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spot the difference....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2186/789/1600/Pix%28230%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2186/789/320/Pix%28230%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2186/789/1600/ek38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2186/789/320/ek38.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo...spot the difference sa dalawang pictures na ito....&lt;br /&gt;wala lang...gusto ko lang makita nyo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ganito kasi yan, nagising ako kahapon na mejo maganda...nakaharap ako sa salamin na ang tingin ko sa sarili ko ay payat, ung tipong feel mo ang pag-exude ng sexy auro mula sa kung saan sa system mo. ang sarap ng feeling. last week, nirereklamo ko sa boyfriend ko na gusto ko magkapic na ung tipong ang sasabihin mo pag nakita mo is "damn!" instead of "ang cute!!!"..iba ang feeling ng nasasabihan ka ng maganda ka kesa sa cute ka lang.mejo nakakasawa na rin ang cute.hindi po sa pagmamayabang pero madalas na ko nasasabihan na i don't look my age.mula sa driver ng shuttle na na[agkamalan akong college, sa security guard sa bldg na hinabol ako hanggang elevator dahil mukha akong walang business na gagawin sa bldg, sa dentista ko na matangkad daw ako dahil akala nya HS lang ako(sayang....), sa berk ng bf ko na 16 daw ako at sa marami pang iba. iba ang confidence na naidadagdag pag nasasabihan ka ng ang ganda mo o ang sexy mo...ang sarap ng feeling...hindi ko napansin na malaki ang braso ko, na instead ng abs eh flabs ang meron ako at ang hita ko na pata ata sa laki. sana, araw-araw ganun ang gcng ko.ang saya ng buong araw pag confident ka sa itsura mo.hindi ako ang tipong head turner o tipong pang billboard.i'm just an ordianry face among a thick crowd.hindi ko aim ang magpapancn sa iba o purihin ng iba sa panlabas kong itsura, mas masarap pag ikaw mismo sa sarili mo ang makakapagsabi ng "damn!i'm hot!" ;p (bawal kontra...blog ko to!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-114784978906057522?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/114784978906057522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=114784978906057522' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/114784978906057522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/114784978906057522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2006/05/spot-difference.html' title='spot the difference....'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-114768902200354992</id><published>2006-05-15T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:36.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>numerology</title><content type='html'>nakuha ko to sa blog ng may blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just follow the instructions.&lt;br /&gt;1) Kunin ang last 2 digits ng birth year (eg. kung 1987, kunin ang 87).&lt;br /&gt;2) I-subtract ang birth day (eg. kung September 21, 87 minus 21 = 66).&lt;br /&gt;3) Kunin ang corresponding number ng birth month at i-subtract sa nakuhang numero sa number 2 (eg. September = 9, so 66 - 9 = 53).&lt;br /&gt;4) Ipag-multiply yung tenths digit sa ones digit ng nakuhang sagot sa numer 4 (eg. 5 times 3 = 15).&lt;br /&gt;5) Kunin ang ones digit. (eg. 15, get the ones digit, 5).&lt;br /&gt;6) Hanapin ang corresponding na interpretation ng numbers sa baba:&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Number 1: Hindi mo kailangang malungkot tuwing may nagsasabi sa iyo na isa kang sawimpalad na nilalang na ipinatapon sa lupa. Ang dapat gawin ay basahin ang Banal na Aklat ng nakapatiwarik. Hintaying mapunta lahat ng dugo sa ulo upang magkaroon ng low-blood pressure sa katawan, at anytime nun, ikaw ay mapupunta na sa kabilang-buhay. Tapos na ang iyong suliranin. Pupunta ka pa ng langit.&lt;br /&gt;Number 2: Alam mo na may itinatago ka sa iyong kaloob-looban: wala kang butas sa puwet. Pinaglihi ka sa talong ng iyong nanay dahil noong ipinagbubuntis ka niya, nahilig siya sa talong. Iyong may bagoong at suka. Kung susuriin ng mabuti, walang butas sa puwet ang talong. Kaya huwag magtaka kung bakit kulay-lupa ang ihi mo. Diyan na lang lumalabas ang ebak, in liquid form. Iwasan ang pag-inom ng beer. Kapag nalasing ka, baka mabulgar mo ang tunay mong sekswalidad.&lt;br /&gt;Number 3: Ano ang silbi ko sa mundong ating ginagalawan? Ano'ng hayop ang katulad ko? Ilang bulbol sa kili-kili ang katumbas ng aking buhay? Ito ang mga tanong na madalas gumulo sa iyong isip, at ang dahilan kung bakit minsan ikaw ay nagmumuni-muni na lang basta. Huwag ng magtanong pa ng paulit-ulit. Bumili ka na lang ng pakwan at drowingan mo ng mukha. Kausapin mo ng masinsinan. Huwag hihinga hangga't hindi sumasagot ang iyong bagong kaibigan.&lt;br /&gt;Number 4: Ang araw ay laging sisikat sa Silangan, at laging lulubog sa Kanluran. Ang mundo ay hindi parisukat; ito ay bilog (oblate spheroid specifically), na parang Advent Wreath, na nagsisimbolo ng kawalang-hanggan. Ang puti ay kasalungat ng itim. Ang tatsulok ay may tatlong sulok at sa wikang Iggles, ito ay Triangle. Ito ang iilan sa mga bagay na hindi mo alam hanggang ngayon. Kaya simula ngayon, for the first time, lumabas ka ng kuwarto mo. Mag-enroll sa pinakamalapit na eskuwelahan at kumain ng maraming mani upang tumalino.&lt;br /&gt;Number 5: Ngayong Pebrero, nanganganib ang buhay mo. O kayraming banta sa iyong buhay. Huwag tatawid ng nakapikit ang mga mata habang sumasayaw ng Macarena. Alam nating naadik ka na sa ganitong gawain, ngunit iwas-iwasan muna ang pakikipag-sex sa mga taong-grasa. Huwag kainin ang buto ng baboy. Kapag naliligo, tigilan na ang paglamon sa sabon at pag-inom ng shampoo. Sa loob naman ng iyong silid, iwasang matulog ng may suot na supot sa ulo. Pero masuwerte ka pa nga; noon ka pa dapat pinatay ng mga sindikato.&lt;br /&gt;Number 6: Ang pagiging mainitin ng ulo ay ang dahilan kung bakit laging iniipis ang iyong utong tuwing bago matulog. Sa susunod na matutulog ka, hugasan ng Zonrox ang nipples at huwag kalimutang uminom ng Simeco. Tignan muna ang picture ni Albert Einstein for 57 minutes bago humiga sa garden. Huwag pansinin ang mga palakang dumidikit. Mas masakit yata ang makagat ng ipis sa utong. At lasang friend chicken ang palaka kapag naluto.&lt;br /&gt;Number 7: Isa kang taong mapagbigay, ngunit ang problema, wala kang kayang ibigay dahil wala kang halaga. Isa kang pobre na madumi at mabaho. Noong may sapat na pera ka pa, wala ka ng inatupag kundi gastahin ang pera sa sandamakamak na second-hand na Jolina watches. Noong past life mo, ikaw ay isang garapata na sumisipsip ng dugo sa kaliwang pata ng isang panda bear sa Tsina. Kung ako sayo, magpatiwakal ka na bago ka pa patayin ng mga tao sa paligid mo. Umalis ka na dito. Hindi ka namin kailangan. Peste!&lt;br /&gt;Number 8: Isaksak sa iyong kukote: hindi ka magugustuhan ng crush mo dahil tuwing Pebrero, ang zodiac sign mo at zodiac sign niya ay hindi compatible. Gayun din lamang, pinakamainam kung titigilan mo na ang pakikipagkantot sa mga security guards sa mga cheap na sinehan. Warak ka na. Tama na. Parang awa mo na. Ito ay para sa kaligtasan ng iyong magiging anak at inaanak sa hinaharap. Ay, baog ka pala. Sige, sige, tuloy mo na lang.&lt;br /&gt;Number 9: Hindi na kailangan pang sabihin sayo na mukha kang libag. Bumili ng Kissa Papaya sa pinakamalapit na sari-sari store. Kung wala kang pera, ibenta ang laman. Ang problema, hindi titirahin ng sinuman ang taong mukhang libag. Yaman din lang, pumasok ka na lang sa kumbento o sa seminaryo at akitin ang mga pari. Kapag nanganak ka na, katayin ang sanggol na libag at ibenta sa palengke ang spare ribs at buto-buto.&lt;br /&gt;Number 0: Malakas kang mangarap at kapag ginusto mo, pinagtutuunan mo ito ng oras at determinasyon. Dahil dito, mananalo ka sa Little Miss Philippines six years from now. Magiging mainstay ka sa noontime variety show ng Net 25 at bibigyan ng role sa isang movie na pagbibidahan ni MYX VJ Sallie at iyong leading man sa commercial ng My Marbel Taheebo. Habang shinu-shoot niyo ang movie, ikaw ay masasagasaan ng isang pushcart at magkakakanser sa atay at baga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-114768902200354992?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/114768902200354992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=114768902200354992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/114768902200354992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/114768902200354992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2006/05/numerology.html' title='numerology'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-114594514304467741</id><published>2006-04-25T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:36.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bottom....</title><content type='html'>i am tired.....plain tired...there are so many things going on inside me...all of them are getting caught up inside me all at once.....i am slowly reaching the bottom of an endless pit....slowly...falling....drowning.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-114594514304467741?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/114594514304467741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=114594514304467741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/114594514304467741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/114594514304467741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2006/04/bottom.html' title='bottom....'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-114526721945340997</id><published>2006-04-17T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:35.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>magulong blog ko.....</title><content type='html'>*currently sound trippin'&lt;br /&gt;im a firm believer that music heals one's souls. im feeling quite stressed from everything. i wanted to sit in a cool, quiet, dim spot where my mind could just wander off.&lt;br /&gt;missin how carefree life was as a student. how things seemed to be predictable and stable. you study hard, you get good grades. but life is much harder when you're working. things are not what they seem. no matter how much you try to ignore the problem or see the positive side of it, you can't. damn!&lt;br /&gt;workin your butt off but your salary still isn't enough to pay for all the debts and basic needs of your family. it's hard. i'm not complaining but it just is strssful mentally, physically and emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;i know i have a choice to work here or abroad...everybody does...but i chose to stay. i can't do work unless i'm very confident that i am capable of doing it well. people can't seem to understand my perception about this. everyone tells me that i'm throwing away a good opportunity. mahirap kalaban ang ego. besides, as of this moment, this is where my heart is, i'll leave when im ready to let go....&lt;br /&gt;i guess all i could do now is sigh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(as corny as it may sound... i find peace in christian songs...uplifts my broken spirit...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-114526721945340997?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/114526721945340997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=114526721945340997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/114526721945340997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/114526721945340997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2006/04/magulong-blog-ko.html' title='magulong blog ko.....'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-114256317883544197</id><published>2006-03-17T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:35.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>id be lost without you....</title><content type='html'>how will i say goodbye to you? i'd try my best not to cry in front of you.even though i know the emotions would eat my heart apart.i'd be crying my heart all night, drowning myself in tears,till i can cry no more.id be burying myself in loneliness till you come back and wipe the sadness off my lips.&lt;br /&gt;when you leave, you'd not be taking a part of me but all of me.you are the reason of my existence.i dont know how i'd be with out you.i know you'd leave for a brighter future, for a life in which you and i may share together, granted that God permits. But absence does not also make the heart grow fonder, it also makes it weaker.&lt;br /&gt;everytime you talk about leaving, my tongue just simply rolls i cant say a word. your enthusiasm is tearing my heart apart.sometimes i wonder if you'd be feeling the hurt i'm feeling. but i know it is your dream, and i should not stop you from achieving it.the small talks we have should help me cope with the situation.its like preparing me for the day when you finally go away.&lt;br /&gt;things would definitely be different when you're gone. no one would be there to hug me when i'm sad, to wipe off my tears when i cry,to kiss me, to tickle me, to comfort me. the warmth you give would not be the same as what my friends can give. it'd be the same yet different all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;and just like the movie "Beauty and the Beast", return in time or i'd die of a broken heart....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-114256317883544197?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/114256317883544197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=114256317883544197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/114256317883544197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/114256317883544197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2006/03/id-be-lost-without-you.html' title='id be lost without you....'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-114178386179442681</id><published>2006-03-08T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:35.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the voice of the middle class</title><content type='html'>i got this from my email... and i have to agree with this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forwarded message:&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Paano naman kaming mga productive middle-class Pinoys!&lt;br /&gt;Ako ay isang middle class pinoy, isang officer sa isang malaking korporasyon at may asawa...dalawa anak. Di na importante pangalan ko kasi parepareho naman tayong mga middle-class....trabaho 9-5, inom konti tapos uwi sa pamilya, laruin si baby, itutor si ate/kuya tapos tulog na, pag wala na pera intay nalang ng sweldo.&lt;br /&gt;Sa nangyayari ngayon sa ating bansa, lahat nalang ng sector ay maingay at naririnig, tayo lang mga middle-class, tax paying at productive Pinoys ang di naririnig. Subalit, buwis natin ang nagpapaikot sa bansang ito. Pag may mga gulo na nangyayari, tayo ang tinatamaan. Kaya eto ang liham ko sa lahat ng maiingay na sector na sana makagising sa inyong bulag na pag-iisip.&lt;br /&gt;Sa Mga Politiko:&lt;br /&gt;- diyos ko naman, sa dami na nang nakurakot ninyo di na ba kayo makuntento kelangan nyo pa ba manggulo.&lt;br /&gt;Sa Administrasyon:&lt;br /&gt;- hayan ayus na ha pinatawad na namin ang pandaraya nyo sa eleksyon, pruweba dito e di kami umaatend sa mga panawagan ng people power, kaya sana naman gantihan nyo kami ng magandang serbisyo at magaling na pamumuno at malaking bawas sa kurakot naman please para kahit papano maramdaman naman namin na may napupuntahan ang binabayad naming buwis.&lt;br /&gt;- saka Madam GMA, step down ka na pag parliamentary na tayo sa 2007, tignan mo, i-announce mo mag-step down ka kapag parliamentary na tayo, resounding YES yan sa plebiscite at tigil pa ang mga coup at people power laban sayo.&lt;br /&gt;Try mo lang.........&lt;br /&gt;Sa Oposisyon:&lt;br /&gt;- di nyo pa ba nakikita na dalawang klase lang ng tao ang nakikinig sa inyo....isa ay bayaran na mahihirap kungdi man ay tangang mga excited na reporter na parang naka-shabu lagi....mga praning e at naghahallucinate.&lt;br /&gt;- Bago man lang kayo maglunsad ng kilos laban sa administrasyon, pumili muna kayo ng magiting at nararapat na ipapalit sa liderato ngayon. Hirap sa inyo paresign kayo ng paresign wala naman kayo ipapalit na maayos.&lt;br /&gt;Advise lang galing sa isang middle-class na syang tunay na puwersa sa likod ng lahat ng matagumpay na People Power, magpakita muna kayo ng galing bago nyo batuhin ang administrasyon. Wala na kaming narinig sa inyo kundi reklamo, e wala naman kayong ginagawa kundi magreklamo....para kayong batang lagi na lang naaagawan ng laruan.....GROW UP naman...sa isip sa salita at sa gawa.&lt;br /&gt;- please lang gasgas na rin ang pagrarally nyo na katabi nyo ay mga bayaran na mahihirap, magtayo nalang kayo ng negosyo at iempleyo ang mga rallyista para maging productive silang mamamayan. Sige nga, pag nagrarally kayo&lt;br /&gt;yakapin nyo nga at halikan yang mga kasama nyong nagrarally!! Nung People&lt;br /&gt;Power namin nagyayakapan kami lahat nuon.&lt;br /&gt;- Wala naman mangyayari sa mga rally nyo nakakatraffic lang, kami pang middle-class ang napeperwisyo. Di nyo kayang paghintayin ng 3 araw ang mga rallyista nyo kasi kelangan nyo pakainin at swelduhan ang mga yan. Kung gusto nyo tagumpay na People Power kami ang isama nyo....pero pagod na kami e, sori ha.&lt;br /&gt;Sa Military:&lt;br /&gt;Alam nyo lahat tayo may problema, pati US Army may problema, 2,000 plus na patay sa kanila sa Iraq na parang walang rason naman, pero nakita nyo ba sila nagreklamo? Wala diba kasi professional sila na sundalo.....yan dapat ang sundalo di nagtatanong sumusunod lang. Kasi may mga bagay na di kayang maintindihan ng indibidwal lamang, at ang mga nakatataas lang ang nakakaintindi ng kabuuan, kaya ito ang panuntunan ng lahat ng military ng lahat ng bansa. Pero parang military natin yata ang pinaka-mareklamo.&lt;br /&gt;Sabi nga sa Spiderman "with great power comes great responsibility".....kaya maging spiderman kayo lahat at protektahan ang mamamayan. Sa totoo lang natatakot kami kapag nagrereklamo kayo, kasi may baril kayo at tangke, kami wala.&lt;br /&gt;Wala ako comment sa mga mahihirap, di naman kasi sila maingay na kusa e, may bayad ang ingay nila. Saka wala rin naman sila email.&lt;br /&gt;Kaya paano na tayong mga middle-class?? Eto hanggang email nalang tayo kaya ikalat nyo na ito at magdasal tayo na umabot ito sa mga dapat makabasa nito at makiliti naman ang kanilang mga konsyensya.&lt;br /&gt;Signed,&lt;br /&gt;Isang Middle-Class pinoy na walang puknat na binabawasan ang sweldo ng Buwis!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-114178386179442681?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/114178386179442681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=114178386179442681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/114178386179442681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/114178386179442681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2006/03/voice-of-middle-class.html' title='the voice of the middle class'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-113869467455218467</id><published>2006-01-31T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:35.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pag alaala</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;kaninang tanghalian ay tinanong ako ng aking ka-opisina kung ilan kaming magkakapatid,isinagot ko ang lagi kong sagot buhat ng kami'y mabawasan,"dating lima,apat na ngaun".sa maikling pamamaraan ay ikinuwento ko kung pano siya nauna at kinuha ng Diyos. sa tuwing maaalala ko ang bagay na yun, hindi ko maiwasang maramdaman ang sakit at galit dahil sa nangyaring iyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;September 14,2000, nagbike ang kapatid ko sa kahabaan ng Ninoy Aquino Ave, papunta sa opisina ni mommy upang tumambay lang sa harap ng opisina na siyang kadalasan nyang ginagawa.sa kasamaang palad,nahagip ang kapatid ko ng isang rumaragasang kotse sa harap ng Olive's plaza.walang traffic sa side ng daan na un,ni walang sasakyan.Nagdrive siya na parang siya ang may-ari ng daan.Tuwing babalikan ko ang alaalang yun, hindi ko maiwasang mapaiyak sa galit at lungkot dahil hindi ko pa rin matanggap ang pagkamatay ng kapatid ko.Sa tuwing sasabihin ng iba na buti naman daw at binalikan yung kapatid ko, kumukulo ang dugo at parang ang sarap sabihin na "DAPAT LANG!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nung mga panahong nakikipagareglo ang pamilya ng nakabangga samin,sumama ako dahil akala ko kaya kong magsalita at idiin ang kasalanang ginawa ng anak nila.Pumunta kami sa Max sa may Quezon Circle at duon nag-dinner kasama ng mga abogado namin at ung tatay nung nakabangga.mahigpit ang hawak ko sa tinidor at kutsilyo habang sinasabi nung tatay na nakatulala lang ung anak nya kadalasan dahil sa nangyari.sa isip isip ko nagustong gusto kong sabihin,"aba! eh ipa-mental nyo yang anak nyo kung mag-aasta cya na parang walang nangyari". no matter how much the father tries to tell us that his son is also suffering, it would not amount to the pain and grief that my family has experienced and is still experiencing.Maliit ang mundo alam ko,pero sana hindi na magkrus ang mga landas namin kahit kailan.&lt;br /&gt;Ang pagkawala ng kapatid ko ay nagdadala ng sobrang daming alaala na may samut-saring emosyon.Nung unang araw ng burol nya,hindi ko cya sinisilip sa kabaong nya.nakita ko ang kapatid kong si Nico sa chapel na umiiyak.nilapitan ko ang kapatid ko at tinanong kung bakit cya umiiyak, bigla nyang sinabi sakin na "Namimiss ko si Kuya R-Gie...",biglang tumulo ang luha ko dahil di ko akalain na manggagaling yung mga salitang yun sa kapatid ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Si R-Gie ang sumunod sakin.Apat na taon ang agwat namin dalawa at siya ang favorite ng mommy,daddy at lola ko.Siya ang pinakamatangkad, pinakamaputi at pinakagwapo saming magkakapatid(chempre di ako kasam dun kasi babae ako).Siya rin ang pinakamabait.Si R-Gie ang taga ayos at tagalinis ng kwarto namin,taga-ayos ng mga gamit ni mommy sa dresser nya,tiga-bantay ni igie boy pag gusto maglaro sa labas,bodyguard ko pag nagsisimba,tagaremind sakin na bumili ng sampaguita para sa altar,tiga-gising ko pag fushigi yuugi na,tiga kuha ko ng tsinelas pag pagod ako galing CAT,at tigalipit ng pinagkainan sa lamesa.Si R-gie ang aming Kuya at joker,dahil hindi ka matatawa sa kwento nya kung di sa tawa nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;simula noon,wala nag masayang birthday,pasko at bagong taon.sa tingin ko hindi na mabubura ng panahon ang sakit at lungkot na dulot ng kanyang paglisan.masakit sa loob ang bawat pagbuklat ng album,ang pagbisita sa sementeryo at pagcelebrate ng birthday nya.If time heals all wounds, ours is an exception. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-113869467455218467?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/113869467455218467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=113869467455218467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/113869467455218467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/113869467455218467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2006/01/pag-alaala.html' title='Pag alaala'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-113834332540876796</id><published>2006-01-27T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:34.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the conyoh in me...</title><content type='html'>Ive read an artik in &lt;a href="http://www.peyups.com/article.khtml?sid=2854"&gt;peyups.com&lt;/a&gt; and it was all about how girls from exclusive schools are labeled at such a way that they are no ordinary human being. It is quite unfair how the society generalize us such traits on individuals and wouldn't even take the time to know the person better.&lt;br /&gt;I confess that i spent my highchool in an exclusive school but you wouldn't hear us saying "Lets make tusok the fishball" or "Mama, can you make para there on the side" (hehe!its reall kinda funny hearing that) But these girls aren't just all that kikay and arte facade, if you take time to know them, you might like them for their personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit that i have judged a couple of people by the way they talk and have jokingly told my friends that they are conyo just because of the school they come from. The article made me look back that i am one of those and it isn't really nice to be labeled and judged as such.(shame on me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated the fact that people would see you as what they think of those girls.For example, my boyfriend and I had a discussion about flirting with other guys even if you are in a relationship.I answered him truthfully that i am not the type of person who would do such a thing.He then tells me,"Bakit cla *toot*,diba galing ka din sa all girls school?"eh di naginit ang ulo ko at sinabi ko sa kanya,"It's not because galing ako sa ganun school ibig sabihin ganun na ko?"(see what i mean by taglish)mas madali magexpress in taglish.And the comparison never ends there.&lt;br /&gt;Back in College, people isolates us in our block just because feeling nila nagpapakasobrang BIBO kami sa English. It's not our fault that we were taught better English than them.(hehe!yabang!)Per di nga, everytime we recite in English, they would look at us as if we came from outer space.Masama bang malaman kung ano ang correct pronounciation ng "reservoir"  at "renessaince"? &gt;:P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eniwez, it's kinda funny looking back at those times when we judge,we where judges&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-113834332540876796?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/113834332540876796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=113834332540876796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/113834332540876796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/113834332540876796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2006/01/conyoh-in-me.html' title='the conyoh in me...'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-113817517988276905</id><published>2006-01-25T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:34.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dilemma...</title><content type='html'>i am pissed. i should have completed my requirements even vefore i signed up for work. now, im having a hard time figuring out how to go to a place and get something.i am not that independent and i know i should be because i wouldnt survive long enough in this world if am not.&lt;br /&gt;i am having problems in going to places which i haven't been before or places which are too crowded and is known for "evil forces". i am asked to get an NBI clearance because it is a part of the company policy that every employee should have one.My problem with it is that new applicants have to go to Sta.Cruz to apply for a clearance.Ang layo nun sobra!Ang gulo pa kasi nga nasa gilid ng Quiapo.haay buhay nga naman!bakit di ko kasi kinulit si Mike nun na kunin na namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can ask my friends to go with me but it would too much of a trouble for them, simply because all of them have work or more important responsibilities to attend to.I tried asking JM this morning to go with me but i forgot that he is in Puerto Galera and there's no chance he could go with me.Last resort would be asking him, in which i really dont want to if i can prevent it. Simply because i feel like if i do i'd be giving him false hopes in which i am not.Second it would not be morally right for me.It would be very unfair for Mike. Things I considered him because i know he would really make time to accompany me.In fairness to him, he really was there when i needed someone to pick me up at a place or go with me for errands.but then again i should not.i know i shouldn't....just a thought....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can go alone but the probability of me getiing mugged is a good 70% yeas and 30% no.mukha pa naman din akong tatanga-tanga! plus, i've been around that place (with armi ofcourse) and i've seen a couple of people,like those lurking infront DFA, ready to approach and "harass" applicants in to buying their items and "assist" them with their application. medyo nakakatulong naman sila ang kaso kadalasan nakakapikon na kasi sobrang pakialamero as if sobrang tanga mo sa balak mong gawin.....haay naku....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just sharing my moments dilemma......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-113817517988276905?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/113817517988276905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=113817517988276905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/113817517988276905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/113817517988276905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2006/01/dilemma.html' title='dilemma...'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-113809041039079909</id><published>2006-01-24T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:34.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a very late xmas</title><content type='html'>kaninang umaga habang binabagtas ng shutttle ang sucat ay napatingin ako sa SM.strange pero makalipas ang halos isang buwan ay tsaka ko lang talaga na-appreciate ang xmas lights at decorations na hanggang ngayon ay nakasabit pa rin sa harapan ng mall.Nakapagtataka pero parang ang sarap ng feeling na kahit isang minuto ay naramdaman ko ang diwa ng pasko.(kahit hindi na pasko)&lt;br /&gt;Noon ang pasko ay panahon kung saan masaya lahat ng tao kahit mahirap ang buhay.Lahat ng tao ay nagbibigayan ng mga regalo at Christmas party sa kung saan saan.pero ngayong pasko parang hindi ko naramdaman ni isa sa mga yon. Nagsimbang gabi ako sa hangarain na magkatrabaho na ako at pabigat na ko sa nanay ko.sa awa naman ng Diyos ay dininig niya ang panalangin ko.Namili at namigay din ako ng mga regalo...hoping na may magbibigay din in return.pero chempre ok lang din kahit wala.masarap lang tlga ang feeling ng nakakareceive.pero sa lahat ng xmas traditions na ginawa ko...wala pa rin ang pasko sa puso ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siguro nga pang-maliliit na bata lang ang pasko....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-113809041039079909?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/113809041039079909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=113809041039079909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/113809041039079909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/113809041039079909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2006/01/very-late-xmas.html' title='a very late xmas'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-113774668903013114</id><published>2006-01-20T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:34.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's pcit all over again</title><content type='html'>ever felt that no matter how much you try to fit in you still can't?&lt;br /&gt;it feels like you're nothing worth while of anyon'es time.&lt;br /&gt;I know i look like a snob but hey, i don't bite.&lt;br /&gt;it's hard trying to fit in a group. i really do envy those who does not need any effort to be friends with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just sad...i just don't like the feeling of being left out. i don't handle that too well.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling ko lang kasi parang napaka-professional ng lahat ng tao pag ako na kaharap pero sa ibang kasabay ko parang kabarkada na nila.bakit? parang...wala lang...&lt;br /&gt;hindi naman ako sobrang suplada...syempre gusto mo rin naman na maging friend ung mga tao sa office diba..kasi ka-team mo yung mga yun e..wala lang ...feel ko lang aloof sila sakin...ang lungkot lang...kung pwede lang d magtrabaho eh...kaso hindi ako si donald trump...&lt;br /&gt;share ko lang....d mo naman babasahin blog ko kung di kita friend eh...:'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-113774668903013114?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/113774668903013114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=113774668903013114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/113774668903013114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/113774668903013114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-pcit-all-over-again.html' title='It&apos;s pcit all over again'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-113754991160090076</id><published>2006-01-18T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:34.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first blog of the year</title><content type='html'>whew! naka blog din ulit...nagrereklamo kasi si enri, ala daw mabasa sa blog ko..&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... d na me professional bum...wahahaha..pwera usog.baka one week lang ang itagal ko dito...so far so good. the working environment is loose unlike the one's i've been in before. the only problem is...and DAMING IPIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;as in.. you'lll them on vacant chairs, and on your tables...the creepy thing about it is that when I took off all my stuff from my paper bag last monday when i got home...i saw one creep out of the bag...eeewwwwwwww!&lt;br /&gt;The only good thing though is that they are not flying(....yet).and they're not the usual ipis you see at home..sabi nga nila social daw ung ipis dito..stateside..wahehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work mode na ulit....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-113754991160090076?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/113754991160090076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=113754991160090076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/113754991160090076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/113754991160090076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2006/01/first-blog-of-year.html' title='first blog of the year'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-112253569613328051</id><published>2005-07-28T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:33.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wala lang</title><content type='html'>birthdays are supposed to be happy right?kaya nga happy birthday ung kanta diba....wala lang..natanong ko lang...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-112253569613328051?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/112253569613328051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=112253569613328051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/112253569613328051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/112253569613328051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2005/07/wala-lang.html' title='wala lang'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-112202006675346618</id><published>2005-07-22T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:33.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hush....</title><content type='html'>there are things better left unsaid...sometimes just the mere presence of the person can soothe one weary soul.these are the time when the saying "action speaks louder than words" is highly justified.it's not how much sense you put into words but how sensible you are towards others.people change for certain reasons...uncertainties are normal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-112202006675346618?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/112202006675346618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=112202006675346618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/112202006675346618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/112202006675346618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2005/07/hush.html' title='hush....'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-112200751324795400</id><published>2005-07-22T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:33.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..........7 days and counting</title><content type='html'>Birthdays are anticipated most of the times. On the deeper unsderstanding of it, youu celebrate it because you are greater for the life that God gave you.But do people really think of it that way?Birthdays are supposed to be festivel;y special;,but why don't I feel it?Some even say it bring s luck to the celebrant, if that's the case then why does everything in my life fall out of place.I guess perfection only exists in the Bible....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-112200751324795400?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/112200751324795400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=112200751324795400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/112200751324795400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/112200751324795400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2005/07/7-days-and-counting.html' title='..........7 days and counting'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-111985161092174473</id><published>2005-06-27T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:33.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>low....</title><content type='html'>no matter how hard you try to convinvce yourself to prepare for something,you always get hurt when that thing you expect happened.Ive always been pessimistic rather than optimistic.it helps you control your emotions.it cushions you from being emotionally battered.no matter how hard you've tried mastering that craft,it still couldn't help you from facing the fact that it really did happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish there would really be a POV gun(from Hitch hiker) available so i'd be able to adapt someone else's point of view especially when i am sad...but hey,i'm only human....can i be marvin just for one day.deppression seems to be so natural to him...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-111985161092174473?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/111985161092174473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=111985161092174473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/111985161092174473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/111985161092174473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2005/06/low.html' title='low....'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-111899251982676541</id><published>2005-06-17T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:33.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bakit nga ba ako malungkot?</title><content type='html'>bakit may mga emotions na di mo ma-control mag-arise sau?&lt;br /&gt;bakit wala namang rason,nararamdaman mo?&lt;br /&gt;bakit pag sinubukan mo ng hanapan ng sagot,hindi mo mahagilap sa utak mo?&lt;br /&gt;bakit nagiging alipin ka ng isang damdamin na hindi mo lubos mawari kung saan,paano at kailan naganap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahirap humanap ng sagot o solusyon sa isang bagay na hindi mo naman alam kung ano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung sana lang alam ko...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-111899251982676541?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/111899251982676541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=111899251982676541' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/111899251982676541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/111899251982676541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2005/06/bakit-nga-ba-ako-malungkot.html' title='bakit nga ba ako malungkot?'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-111488112067136692</id><published>2005-05-01T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:32.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one lucky homo sapien</title><content type='html'>i love reading blogs of other people...who would want to read their own anyways,wouldn't that classify you as insane?it impressess me to see how well they could put their feelings into something so deep that their words seemed to be way beyond my comprehension.OA na ba?hehehe.ive currently finished enri's blog.hehehe.i had to say that guy is one hell of a writer.i envy him for being able to put into words what was on his mind,and mind you it would not come out as if it was written by a gradeschool student writing an essay about his sumer vacation.i envy him for the gift of words that he has incurred.tama ba un?it all came out so naturally to him when i am having trouble expressing my emotions and putting it into words...haay...sana lang....tamad ko kc e..hehehe....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-111488112067136692?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-111418690001678921</id><published>2005-04-23T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:32.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss my hunywunybuny</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;call me cheesy or mushy or whatever it is that you want but you just stop a girl in love missing his beloved...ehehehehe..corny ko..wala lang miss ko lang cya...it is sweet to wake up seeing his face welcoming the lovely morning with you hugging you and telling you that he loves you...well that would have to wait for another eight years or so but hey! it always makes my day just to see his sweet smile...wala lang..miss ko lang talaga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby if you're reading this, i miss you so much!miss the feeling of having you around.miss the way you hug me and kiss me and tell me how wonderful life is when i feel like ignoring it...youre mere presence drives me crazy...hehehehee...love you...hope to see your smile again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/myku.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-111418690001678921?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/111418690001678921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=111418690001678921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/111418690001678921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/111418690001678921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-miss-my-hunywunybuny.html' title='i miss my hunywunybuny'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-111087692871719746</id><published>2005-03-15T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:32.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the fire within...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/candle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The truth is, girls like to feel special. It doesn't really matter what you do as long and you make them feel special. Romance is doing something out of the ordinary. Just do something different and fun and surprising and she'll love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how cheesy it may seems everything would fall pecfectly into place given the proper timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;romance is not just a mere fantacy created by hopeless romantic dilussionals like me.its one factor in a relationship that we would want to have somehow.it may not be important to others but its something that makes the magic alive between a couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought that having a relationship would be like a fairy tale come true.early on i realized that commitment is not just that.you have to face the realiy that it is a two way street and that the world would not just simply revolve around you.i do not regret entering a relationship,i am just wondering, is it just me or is something really going on that i just cant figure out what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE is a very rational/practical person.Defies silly traditions like fussing over valentines day and other cheesy stuffs that hopeless romantics fall for.by now,you must probably be wondrin why were still together.friendship is the foundation of a very strong relationship.let romance and passion slip away but as long as there is love,care and trust for the person you dont fall apart that easily.it takes a wise person to understand that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe im becoming too demanding.maybe im creating my own problem.why am i the only one feeling it?the magic is still there but it feels like its not as warm as it used to be.maybe its just me.i was afraid to accept this,but it always comes out,the only difference is i dont know what it was then.imagine a lighted candle bring coldness instead of warmth.the more i tried to bring it back,the more he gets oblivious to the things i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i alone am trying to rekindle the warmth that i felt was lost but i cannot seem to find a work around...maybe because he does not know...&lt;br /&gt;i tried giving hints but maybe its far beyond logical understanding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupid help me....&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/10615322-111087692871719746?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/111087692871719746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=111087692871719746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/111087692871719746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/111087692871719746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2005/03/fire-within.html' title='the fire within...'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-111051950035981507</id><published>2005-03-11T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:32.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>................</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;feelin down...so low...couldnt even pick myself up to smile just for a lil while....if ull ask me why...i wish i could tell you...i just dont know...feel all so blue...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-111051950035981507?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/111051950035981507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=111051950035981507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/111051950035981507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/111051950035981507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2005/03/blog-post.html' title='................'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-110990118131544572</id><published>2005-03-04T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:32.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ninakaw ang cellfone ko!bwist!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wed morning...ginicng ako at cnabing ninakaw daw ang cellphone.lintsak na yan!pano mangyayari un e nasa tabi ko lang ung cel ko.pag kapa ko sa ulunan ko...shit!wala nga dun ung cellfone.anak ng tokwa..sumunod akong bumaba sa mommy ko.Ano nga ba ang nangyari..nagkwento agad ang lola ko,lumabas daw cya na iniwan ang pintuan na bukas...ang pakialamero ko namang kapatid na cyang kumuha ng cellfone ko ay nagpunta sa cr.pag balik ng lola ko galing bakery may nakasalubong dw cyang lalaki galing sa bahay,sabay tanong na ano daw ginagawa nya dun...syempre hindi sasagot ung lalaki...ayun.kumaripas ng takbo!mabangga sana cya!bwisit cya!nanggigigil ako sa inis na hindi ko naman alam kung kanino ko ibubuntong.iniyak ko ang inis hanggang sa mamaga ang mata ko.bwist!may lakad pa naman din ako.sasabihin mo ngaun sakin na cellfone lang un...oo nga e..cellfone lang un na binili ko gamit ang credit card na hindi ko pa nahuhulugan kahit piso..ngaun,magbabayad ako sa isang bagay na wala sakin.bwisit tlga!mamatay na lahat ng mga magnanakaw sa mundo...ang daming tumatakbo sa isip ko na wala namang katuturan..oo,kinukwestiyuan ko pati Diyos kung bakit kung sino pa ang wala ng pambili cya pa ung mananakawan...ewan ko ba...asar tlga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;pumunta ako sa skul nanamamaga ang mata dahil kailangan ko na matapos ang clearance ko para makapag martsa na ako sa May.maaus na ang lahat.konting pirma na lang.kumain kmi sa kfc ng bestfriend ko at nalibang ang sarili ko para di ko na maalala kahit sandali ang ninakaw kong cellfone.pagkatapos kumain ay tumawag ako sa mommy ko at sinabing dumiretso na daw ako sa NTC upang ipa-block ang fone ko.bago umalis ng SM,napagtripan namin ng bestfriend ko na itry ang bagong ice cream ng McDo...ang King Cone.ano ang lasa ng King Cone.simple lang naman.imagine ung hot fudge sundae na nilagay sa waffle cone at tinusukan ng mini-champola.presto..king cone na!habang kumakain ng king cone,nagpaxerox kami ng ID ko at ng resibo ng cellfone ko.haay...dumaan kmi sa opisina ng mommy ko para kunin ang xerox ng ID nya dahil sa kanya ung credit card na ginamit.pagkatapos nun pumunta na kami sa sucat para sumakay ng bus papuntang fairview dahil hindi daw alam ni armi papunta dun kung MRT ang sasakyan namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sa sucat tatawid....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ooops..bawal na nga pala mag jay walking,muntik ko na gawin...pagkatawid namin sa kabilang kalye, may nakasalubong kaming mga bata na papunta naman sa side na binabaan namin.nagulat na lang kmi ng biglang nagmura ung isa.shit!ang lutong magmura...tinangay kami pareho ni armi.naghanap agad kami ng bus papuntang fairview,nagtanong ang mconductor ng isang bus kung san daw kami...sabi namin sa fairview..sabi ba naman na wala daw fairview na dumadaan dun sa ortigas na lang daw kmi sumakay.bwisit cya!ang layo pa ng ortigas sa QC!after one minute,may duamting na bus sa likod lang ng bus ng makulit na conductor na biyaheng SM fairview.alanghiya!wala daw fairview dun eh no!sakay kaagad kmi at ngsabi sa conductor na ibaba kmi sa EAST TRIANGLE...kung saan man un..sabi ng conductor..sa may PHILCOA un sa CITY HALL...ok..kung dun lang un..kabisado na namin ang daan...ehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sa bus papuntang QC...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 oras kami nakaupo sa bus..nakakangalay ng sobra...nahuli pa ang bus ng MMDA dahil oras na noon ng meryenda,kailangan ng manghuthot sa drivers na matyempuhan nila.kamalasang palad ung bus pa sinasakyan namin ang natripan ng mamang MMDA.bwisit na mga pulis yan!&lt;br /&gt;pagdating ng bus sa QC,tumingin agad kmi sa mga pangalan ng building at alam naming hindi rin alam ng conductor kung san kami ibaba.sa sobrang boredom lahat na pinansin namin.pag tapat sa SSS building,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;conductor&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"O Census na to..ung baba jan ng Census.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ako&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"eto b ang Census?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Armi&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"ewan ko,bat parang iba ung itsura ng pinuntahan namin?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ako&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"loko din tong conductor eh no...SSS building to e..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;tinawanan lang=""&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*pagtapat namin sa Philippine Mental Association&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ako&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Armi,baba ka na..sabi naman kc na wag ka tatakas e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Armi&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;kaw kc e,malala na kondisyon mo,papasok na kita jan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-may aleng bumaba-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ako:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;tignan mo,papasok yang babae sa mental...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Armi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;cra,lumiko e...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ako:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;style nya lang yan para d natin makita napapasok cya jan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Armi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;baka bibili muna ng pagkain sa jollibee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*pagbaba ng bus sa Philcoa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ako:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;knino tayo magtatanong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Armi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;kahit kanino....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-nakakita ng mamang naka-barong pababa ng overpass-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ako:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;excue me..san ho ung papuntang NTC?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mama:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;NTC?ung sa cellfone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ako:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;oho..pano pumunta dun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mama:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ahhh..NTC...samin un e...tumawid kau sa kabila tapos sakay kau ng bus papuntang cubao sabihin nyo agham road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ako:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;salamat ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*paakyat ng over pass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ako:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ang yaman nung mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;armi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ako:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;sa kanya daw ung NTC e...&lt;sabay&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*pagdating sa Agham Rd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ako:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ano tryk tau?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;armi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;cge,para d tau mawala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-sabay kita sa pinakaunang building sa agham rd...-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;armi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;un pala eto na ung NTC eh no..nag tryk pa tau...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-oo nga!un nga ang NTC!sayang ang 10 piso ko...-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*pagpasok sa loob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;guard:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;san ho kayo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ako:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;papablock ng fone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;guard:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;pasok lang ho kau sa OAC... office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ako:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*sa loob ng office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;officer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ano un?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ako:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;papablock ng fone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;officer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;xerox ng ID tsaka box ung kailangan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-nilabas ko ang kailangan at nagsagot ng application form-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;armi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;ron,after nito stresstabs ka na?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ako:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;mukha na ba akong stressed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;usisero:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;maganda ba ung stresstabs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ako:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;aba!malay ko!bata pa ako e...d ako gumagamit nun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;usisero:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ah tlga,ilang taon ka na ba...18?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ako:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;wow!18 daw ako&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;officer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;ilang taon ka na?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ako:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;20 na ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-inakala na ata na under legal age ako...-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;officer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;akyat kau ng 3rd floor,bigay mo sa legal dept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*pagbukas ko ng pinto sa legal dept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;PA:*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ting ding ding ding*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;T_T wow automatic!akala ko may magsasalita ng "Welcome to our legal dept....blah blah blah...." un naman pla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;PA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;ung mga may kotse sa parking lot pakiusog lang po at magppractice ang ating volleyball team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;T_T nyek!kala ko pa naman din automatic na...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*sa legal dept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;2 weeks bago mablock ung fone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ako:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ha?bakit ang tagal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;marami kc nawawwalan din ng cell everyday e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ako:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;nyek!pano ko malalaman na block na ung fone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;tawag ka dito after two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;T_T anak ng tokwa!napakinabangan pa ng 2 linggo ang cellfone ko!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*papuntang MRT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ako:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;san tau sasakay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;armi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;tanong ulit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-tanong sa aleng mukhang mmda-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ako:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;pwede ho magtanong?san ho ba ung sakayan ng pinakamalapit na MRT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ale:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;jan sa GMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ako:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;malapit lang ho ba?pwede lakarin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ale:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;oo,pwede&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ako:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;tara mi lakad na tau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ale:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ano?malau...sumakay kau ng jeep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-sabay para ng ale sa jeep at cnabi sa driver na ibaba daw kami sa MRT-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*pagdating sa MRT station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inakyat namin ang hagdan,wishing na hindi cya kasing taas ng stairs na nasa may Megamall.hindi na namin ginamit ang elevator sa dami ng tao na gusto ring sumakay.pagdating namin sa 2nd floor hingal hingal kami dahil ganun pala cya kataas.may isang stairs pa paakyat pero d na namin sinubukan sa sobrang tamad namin.pagtingin namin sa sign...."MONUMENTO".nyek!mali!dapat sa kabila kami para makapunta ng Ayala.hindi namin alam kung paano makaktawid papunta sa kabila kaya nagelevator kmi.nakadalawang ulit din kaming baba akyat dahil sa hindi kami nagtatanong kung pano makakatawid.talk about pride!alas!no choice na,nagtanong na rin kmi.un pala...ang last floor na knina pa namin tinititigan ang cyang magdadala samin sa kabila...haay buhay...elevator ulit paakyat..kaya lang masyadong hi tech ang elevator ng MRT,ayaw magsara at magbukas...hehehe..finally nakasalay kami sa MRT pero nakatayo kami since 2 oras din kaming nakaupo papuntang QC.pambawi kung baga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*sa Ayala station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumili kami ng mineral water at nagantay ng bus na magdadala samin sa Bicutan.anak ng tokwa walang masakyan...after 30 min of waiting...wala pa rin...nagdecide kami na magshuttle na lang pauwi.naglibot sa makati hanggang mapagod ang mga paa namin.actually naglibot for a reason naman.mahirap pala maghanap ng &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;panyeta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(isang maliit na suklay na ginagamit ng matatanda na nagsisilbing ipit nila sa buhok para hindi bumagsak ang bangs sa mukha nila.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; para sa matanda.hehehe.umuwi kaming pagod ang paa at badtrip pa rin ako dahil sa bwisit na magnanakaw na kumuha ng cellphone ko!&lt;div 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ko!bwist!'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-110871679553249744</id><published>2005-02-19T08:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:32.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paano nga ulit mag-powerpoint?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/ppt.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ppt slideshow na ginagawa ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eto ang tanong ko sa bf ko sa ym...oo!nagpapanic na ako ng mga oras na yan, dahil kailangan kon tapos ang trabaho na pinapagawa sakin.lintsak na yan!powerpoint na lang hindi ko pa alam.pero hindi ko slightly kasalan to.alam kong katangahan na maituturing dahil ComSi student ako and yet simpleng powerpoint hindi ko ma-gets.matagal akong nawalan ng computer.ni hindi ko favorite subject ang computer nung HS ako,pero ewan ko ba at CS pa ang pinasok ko.So,malamang naiicp mo na,na dapat alam ko na ang PPT.Hindi tinuturo sa College ang powerpoint,word at excel lalo na CS students.Ang pag-program at paggawa ng mga ganyang software ang mas pinatutuunan ng pansin.Hindi na ko magiging technical.Hindi ako masyadong gumamit ng PPT nung College ako.Mas alam ko pa ang swIsh kesa PPT.Haay naku!I believe this is a true testimony to most CS/IT students...you tend to lose the littlest logic coz you were used to thinking of the big ones.totoo tlga promise.madalas sa mga kabarkada ko nawawalan na ng common sense dahil sa tindi ng logic nila.ewan ko ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero ngayon alam ko na.siguro madali para saiba pero masaya ako at natuto akong gumawa ng presentation na isang slide lang at puro picture.eto ang twist,kailangan lalabas ang pic per mouse click.dba madali...custom animation lang ang katapat...hehehe..now i know....&lt;/em&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/10615322-110871679553249744?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/110871679553249744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=110871679553249744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/110871679553249744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/110871679553249744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2005/02/paano-nga-ulit-mag-powerpoint.html' title='paano nga ulit mag-powerpoint?'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-110862782796424608</id><published>2005-02-18T08:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:31.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ang peyborit kong tivoli....at ang alaala ni Arthur...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;tuwing uwian noong hiskul,lagi kami ng bestfriend ko sa supermarket na katapat lang ng school namin. laging tatambay dun at maguusap na parang d kmi magkasama ng buong araw.kahit walang pasok, dahil malapit lang ang bahay namin sa isa't isa at sa supermarket, lagi kaming bibili ng tivoli umaraw man o bumagyo.hindi kumpleto ang araw na hindi kami kumakain ng tivoli.sabihin na nating naadik kami sa masarap na lasa ng vanilla ice cream na nababalutan ng nakakaadik na tsokolate.haaay,nakakamiss..sana meron pa nun sa Yamaguchi!&lt;br /&gt;Higit sa lasa ng ice cream, ay mas masarap balikan a ng pag-uusap at mga kasama mo habang enjoy na enjoy ka sa pagkain. Kasama ko pa ang best friend ko hanggang ngayon pero kung di dahil sa blog nya ang simpleng pag-alala ko sana sa peyborit naming ice cream ay lumalalim pa. Mas namimiss ko ang masasayang kwentuhan kasama siya at ang isang taong malapit sa puso namin na nag-nagngangalang Arthur. &lt;br /&gt;Oo,panget.Miss ko na ka-ungguyan mo!) &lt;br /&gt;Matagal ng wala c Arthur pero buhay na buhay pa rin ang kanyang ala-ala.Naalala ko pa ang biro niya na pag-namatay daw siya ay magpapakita siya sakin na luwa ang dalawang mata na parang isang jack in the box na nag-pop sa kanyang box.kahit takot ako sa multo inaantay ko pa rin na gawin nya nga yun dahil alam kong imbes na matakot ay matatawa lang ako.&lt;br /&gt;Sa mga oras na ang buhay ay sing dilim ng ulap pag bumabagyo,lagi siya anjan para pasayahin ang malungkot naming mood.Miss ko na ang pambabara at pangunglit na madalas naming ikinapipikon dahil sobra na.Miss ko na ang kabaklaang gesture nya ng pag-punas ng ilong in which ganun daw dapat magpunas ng ilong ang mga babae.Di ko rin malimot ang laki ng subo nya sa pagkain at ang kanyang katakawan na may magandang side naman dahil pag nagutom ako pwede ko cya yayain kahit pa wala ng space ang pagkain sas tyan nya.Ang laging nanjan para patawanin kami at pakinggan kahit dis-oras na ng gabi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero mas namiss ko ang taong parang kuya na ang turing ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*_* sana kumakain pa ako ng tivoli sa mga oras na to.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-110862782796424608?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/110862782796424608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=110862782796424608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/110862782796424608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/110862782796424608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2005/02/ang-peyborit-kong-tivoliat-ang-alaala.html' title='ang peyborit kong tivoli....at ang alaala ni Arthur...'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-110835344925087016</id><published>2005-02-15T03:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:31.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today is valentines day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the day of days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yep!today is Valentines day..i got out of the house late trying to check whether i can still make it to the office or not..wa anxious last nyt so im having ulcer attacks now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;enough about my ulcer,the moment the shuttle enters the streets of paseo...ive seen a lot of people holding V-day items..one girl was holding a bunch of heart shape balloons...couple of guys are carrying a bunch of flowers decoratively arranged... i said to myself..wow, it really is such a big deal for other people...&lt;br /&gt;ang sweet dba?wala lang...ever since HS, i was so curious of how it felt to be treated out on V-day...to be given flowers or chocolates.how it differ from receiving it on "normal" days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm still wondering as of this moment....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A Special e-card from him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i got a vday e-card from my boyfriend with a poem that he made...i found this really really sweet since it is not his nature to be this mushy,cheesy and romantic....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/mike.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;On this special day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I must confess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I think that my life is truly blessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I asked above for a girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;He gave me a love that will never end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Everytime I am sad, she makes me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Because of her, life is worthwhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My love for her grows stronger each day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;She always knows the right things to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;She tells me when I am wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Acknowledges when I am right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Always sings me a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Her voice is a delight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I will never stop loving her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I know this for a fact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Summer, Spring, Autumn and Winter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My feelings stay intact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;She is the reason I live and more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;There is no one else i truly adore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Thank you Rona for being my girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My whole life, I wish, with you I would spend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-110835344925087016?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/110835344925087016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=110835344925087016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/110835344925087016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/110835344925087016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2005/02/today-is-valentines-day.html' title='today is valentines day...'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-110834696988881670</id><published>2005-02-14T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:31.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MoMsY eNcOuNtEr...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;friday afternoon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&gt;&gt;nagsend mom ko ng cute na valentines day pic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Happy%20Valentine.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ang sweet diba?i sent her an e-card right after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ang reply ng nanay ko...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;momsy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kuhaan mo ako ng lyrics ng somebody ung bagong kanta ng southborder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;T_T ???????huh?meron bang ganun? cge hanap naman ako...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ako:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hindi ko alam ung somebody ng south border...eto lang ung bago nila na alam ko "Wherever you Are"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;momsy:&lt;/span&gt;ETO NGA YUN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ako:&lt;/span&gt;Eh hindi naman somebody title nyan e....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;momsy:&lt;/span&gt;somebody nga kasi di pa nya pa alam, darating pa lang! marunong ka ba mag analyze...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;T_T sabi ko nga e..ako pa ung di marunong mag-analyze....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saturday morning:grocery with miyey...&lt;br /&gt;sa listahan namin...maxipeel exfoliant 3&lt;br /&gt;extraderm ang kinuha ko...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;miyey:&lt;/span&gt;oi,maxipeel daw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ako:&lt;/span&gt;hindi ito ang pinapakuha ni mommy...ung white daw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;miyey:&lt;/span&gt;eh extraderm yang kinuha mo,maxipeel ung nasa list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ako:&lt;/span&gt;ganyan tlga yan..mejo magulo c mommy e...sabay kwento ng kantang somebody...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sunday...grocery ulit with mommy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*sa may cooking oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;momsy:&lt;/span&gt;kunin kaya natin to....(kuha ng oil na branded)...ay iba na lang..kawawa ka naman..malaki babayaran mo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ako:&lt;/span&gt;sabi ko nga e...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*sa may damit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;momsy:&lt;/span&gt;ay,maganda to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;T_T tingin sa presyo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ako:&lt;/span&gt;P250, mahal naman nyan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;momsy:&lt;/span&gt;kita mo na...pag ikaw na ung magbabayad lahat na lang mahal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ako:&lt;/span&gt;wala pa nga akong trabaho e...sakin na napasa ang pagbabayad ng credit card nya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;T_T haay,mga nanay tlga...laf trip...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-110834696988881670?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/110834696988881670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=110834696988881670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/110834696988881670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/110834696988881670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2005/02/momsy-encounter.html' title='MoMsY eNcOuNtEr...'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-110809427347226523</id><published>2005-02-12T03:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:31.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lOvE iS dEfInItElY iN tHe AiR......</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;yupz.balentayms is fast approaching.barely three days more and the "love holiday" is there.pati theme ng friendster nakihalo na sa "festivity", if i may call it that.may date ka na ba?may plans ka na ba?much more,may pera ka ba?ako,wala pa e.kya d ko lam gagawin ko.most of the times people fuss over valentines day as such a big deal.some people like my bf can't seem to comprehend why.but honey,this is the day where hopeless romantic people myself included feel a little bit hopeful of what romantic stuffs would pass our way.valentines is also a time where you could say/show how much you appreciate the presence of that person in your life,though you could always say that any time.it still gives its recipient that "kilig" effect being remembered on that special day.hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero since wala ako pera at malamang ikaw rin na nagbabasa nito ay wala pero gusto mo magka-date...bigyan kita ng TIPID tips kung ano pwede mo gawin...hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.buy her some chocolates...p25 lang naman ang sneakers,m&amp;amp;ms,baby ruth,twix,crunch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.dahil mahal na ang flowers sa balentayms, wag na bumili ng buquet, ok na ang 1 white long stem rose..(T_T sana ako rin meron..)sign of pure intentions un...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.puno na rin ang restaurants and bars nun, so myt as well bring the restaurant to her...dalhan mo ng favorite food nya...set up ka ng table for two with matching candles...sabay play ng romantic songs....saya nun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.kung di pa kau at ayaw mo maging obvious...dalhan mo n lng ng meryenda or ilibre mo sa fastfood sabay abot ng chocolates and flowers...kilig yun for sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.mag-record ng song na dedicate mo for her sa cd or tape kahit pangit boses mo..it's the thought dat counts anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.bring a movie to her house along with some chips...para happy watching and munching..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.a valentines day card never hurts...write down your thoughts kahit corny pa yan sa tingin mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.a text much more a call would be highly appreciated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.dalhin sya sa isang church (preferably ung church sa greenbelt... hehehe!) tapos dun mo sabihin na love na love mo sya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Kantahan mo kahit sa phone lang, for sure kahit gaano ka kasintunado ma-aappreciate nya un dahil naisip mo sya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta whatever happens, make her feel/know that you remembered her on that romantic day..you may not be able to do anything just a lil reminder that you care would definitely make her heart sing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advance Happy Valentines Day!!!! Mmmmwwwwaaaaahhhh!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-110809427347226523?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/110809427347226523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=110809427347226523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/110809427347226523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/110809427347226523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2005/02/love-is-definitely-in-air.html' title='lOvE iS dEfInItElY iN tHe AiR......'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-110791042701847420</id><published>2005-02-09T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:31.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-unfair daw ako... - </title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;nagdadabog kang umalis ng bahay matapos mong sabihing unfair ako.unfair ako dahil hindi kita kinibo sa pagdalaw mo..ungfair ako sa pagsabi ko sau na "nagmamadali ka pala,sana di ka na lang dumaan"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;namimilipt ako sa sakit ng tyan and sinabi ko sayo.tinanong mo kung anong lagay ko.sinabi ko na hindi ko na kaya...sinagot mo ako ng "brb,mag sys analysis lang me." o...k....,so much for support back there..thanks ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinabi kong uuwi ako ng maaga at baka dumaan ako sa emergency room dahil parang ikamamatay ko na yung sakit.may concern sa mga reply mo..feel ko un..ang kaso bgla kang ngsabi ng "ililibre pa naman din kita sa Dencio's ngayon."wow!namputchang ulcer to!nawalan na naman ako ng chance na makipag-date sau!malungkot ka dahil nasira ang "surprise" mo.sinabi ko na lang na sa ibang araw na lang dahil mas iniinda ko ang sakit ng tyan ko.minsan, may mga hirit ka talaga na out of timing no....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ako pumasok dahil masakit  pa rin ang tyan ko.tinawagan mo ako sa cel at ngtanong na "so,dadaan pa ko jan?"sa sarili ko, aba!malay ko sau?d naman kita pinipilit na dumaan.ouch yun ha!lam mo namang sensitive ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagdating mo sa bahay ng six, ang una mong sinabi ay "uwi ako agad ng 6.30" nyek!sa lahat ng pwedeng unang sabihin yun pa.e di nag-emote na naman ako..sana pla di ka na lang dumaan,nagmamadali ka pala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bakit ba lagi ka na lang wala pag kailangan ko ung presence mo physically?anjan naman ako pag-kailangan mo ko...akala ko pa naman nung inaatake ako masasamahan mo ko...hanggang sakayan lang pla ng shuttle..oh well,may work ka na dapat asikasuhin...pero sweet sana kung ganun.buti n lang anjan mommy ko..if hindi cya available anjan ang mga friends ko na pwedeng sumundo sakin kahit 1 oras pa ang travel para mapuntahan nila ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, salamat sa pagdalaw at sa pasalubong.cute mo rin sa blue na polo mo.kailangan mo na rin pla ng haircut,mahaba na yung hair mo e.miss na rin kita.d ko rin napakita sau ung pasa ko sa kamay kasi ang daming kinuhang dugo sa'kin e,ang laki pa ng karayom na ginamit.hindi ko na nasabi kc bad trip ako e.sinabayan mo pa ng nood nga isang episode ng "JOEY".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it,oo nga no?unfair nga ako.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-110791042701847420?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/110791042701847420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=110791042701847420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/110791042701847420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/110791042701847420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2005/02/unfair-daw-ako.html' title='-unfair daw ako... - '/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-110774038768770124</id><published>2005-02-08T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:30.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the last thing i need for this day is an ulcer attack...</title><content type='html'>really...it really hurts..i cant work straight or do anything normal...its killing me...im not lazy but to only way i could soothe this pain is to stay motionless,not even think or talk.this really hurts..anyone who has this sickness know how painful this is.i woke up feeling ok but then just when i rode the shuttle i feel my tummy grumbling as if i was hungry.i just ate breakfast so there's no logical reason for me to be hungry.i hate this feeling...i dont want to go out of the office to buy something to ease the pain a little for the fear of fainting.yep!i faint everytime i feel sick.oh!i hate this....help me Lord......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i just have to write this....*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-110774038768770124?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/110774038768770124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=110774038768770124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/110774038768770124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/110774038768770124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2005/02/last-thing-i-need-for-this-day-is.html' title='the last thing i need for this day is an ulcer attack...'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-110749509411303549</id><published>2005-02-02T05:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:30.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a silver wedding.....</title><content type='html'>I’ve attended the wedding of my bestfriend’s parents last night.. I was not just a guest but a part of the entourage...having to wear such an itchy dress(I am not alone in this sitch...even my bestfriend feels it).our hair was made into a 'do that we really did not like at all...we would have looked better if we did it ourselves.. hehehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for the look... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time to attend a silver wedding.. and my first time to be a bridesmaid.. &lt;br /&gt;pathetic no? I think my relatives who got married thought that I’m too fat for a gown or I’m too young to be a bridesmaid.. hehehe..ok lang... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwayz...we went to the reception struggling to find a table for our friends.. there's this waiter pa who said that the table I placed them was for secondary sponsors only. I told Armi that and when she got to the table she fumed at the waiter.. hehehe.. asar na besh ko sakit pa ng paa. At dahil masakit ang paa nya...nagpalit kmi ng sandals..mules lang kc suot ko stiletto ung kanya...sakit sa paa..sobra! It was time for us to eat.we got to the buffet table where they said that there are no more plates and food left...much to our luck eh...the waiter brought out the plate which is still dirty. Nahawa c Mitz kay Armi mejo natarayan nya ung waiter na ulitin ung pagwash ng plate.. &lt;br /&gt;who would want to eat on a dirty plate anyway... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the eating and drinking, the narcississt that we truly are...we took a bunch of pix.. hehehe.. as in madami... sobrang aliw ata kmi sa camera.. hahaha.. (sayang Annie wala ka..) we decided to hit the round before midnight…he passed by the club house first to bid the newly weds good night.. hehehe…some of the people I know kept on telling me that I’d be next…what has the world turn into.. (My wedding reactions would be for the next post.. haha) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home at 12 and slept right after removing the make up from my face..had to wake up early pa...; p &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-110749509411303549?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/110749509411303549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=110749509411303549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/110749509411303549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/110749509411303549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2005/02/silver-wedding.html' title='a silver wedding.....'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-110749501239505190</id><published>2005-01-28T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:30.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Wishful Thinking" - d song......</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;...sobrang favorite ko tong song na to..as in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Wishful ThinkingLea Salonga feat. Brad Kane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;G Em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Be still my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Am7 Dm7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Lately its mind is on its own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;G Em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;It would go far and wide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Am7 Dm7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Just to be near you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;G Em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Even the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Am7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Shine up with bright i've noticed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Dm7 Em A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;when you're close to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Am7 G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Still it remains a mystery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Anyone who's seen us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Knows what's going on between us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Em Am7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;It doesn't take a genius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Dm7 G G7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;To read between the lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And it's not just wishful thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Or only me who's dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Em Am7 Cm(one strum)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I know what these are symptoms of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;D(one strum)G Em G Em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;We could be in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I ask myself whyI sleep like a baby through the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Maybe it helps to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;We'll be there tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Don't open my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I'll wake from the spell I'm under&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Makes me wonder how&lt;br /&gt;Tell me howI could live without you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chorus:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And what about the laughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;The happy ever after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Like voices of sweet angels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Calling out our name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And it's not just wishful thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Or only me who's dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I know what these are symptoms of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;We could be in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bridge:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;G C G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;All my life i have dreamt of this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Am7 G Am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;But i could not see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;D Bm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Don't ask why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;C G Em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Two such distance stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Am7 Dm7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Could fall right into place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chorus repeat 2x.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-110749501239505190?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/feeds/110749501239505190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10615322&amp;postID=110749501239505190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/110749501239505190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10615322/posts/default/110749501239505190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ronski.blogspot.com/2005/01/wishful-thinking-d-song.html' title='&quot;Wishful Thinking&quot; - d song......'/><author><name>ronskie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10711494564118561353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-110749488439112298</id><published>2005-01-27T05:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:30.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>m0rn!nG rUsh....</title><content type='html'>im here in the office na sobrang sakit ng ulo.i went home at 2.30am,entered the house at 2.40am,slept at 3.00am and woke up at 7.30.had to rush papunta sa office para lang d me malate ng sobra...yoko naman pumasok sawork ng 10...buti n lng 9.15 me dumating..hehehe..close!dhil sa rush na yan..d me nakakain ng breakfast...naku...ulcer na naman ito after ng ilang araw..haay..boring no?but i had a blast last nyt going out with my HS buddies....miss hanging around with them.it was so much fun tlga...sama mo pa si kuya jason sa chooper sa chokulit...hehehe..sana maulit ulit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='24' src='http://k.1asphost.com/ronski/Anniversary%20ulit%20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10615322.post-110749444512524191</id><published>2005-01-22T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T16:22:30.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tRy k0 LanG....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;ang hirap naman gumawa ng blog....hehehe..first taym ko to..yahoo!!!try ko lng mag-post..kahit la kwenta..hehehe..miss ko nafriends ko sana magkita-kita ulit kmi..hello????werever u r... paramdam kau sakin...have to get back to work na..haaaaaaaaaayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10615322-110749444512524191?l=ronski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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