<?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-20861644</id><updated>2011-12-22T15:24:49.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinoy BigBrother Fantasy Game Season 2</title><subtitle type='html'>PBBFG is in no way affiliated with Endemol or any of its Big Brother show. There is no money exchanged, we're just here to have fun playing the game and keeping the Pinoy Big Brother spirit alive while the show is on and off the air. All texts, graphics and pictures on this site are owned by PBBFG  and respective VHs. Please do not copy or steal any graphics without permission. If you have any questions please email BigBad Kuya at pbbfantasygame@yahoo.com</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>432</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-113769799127130040</id><published>2006-05-15T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:18:57.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are reading the escapades of our VHs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VHs have played for: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100 Days&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/legend.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/legend.7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For 100 days, complete strangers network to play as Virtual Housemates (VHs) and to form a small community online. BigBad Kuya (BBK) monitors VHs' activities, online journals, Friendster accounts, blogs, personal websites etc. VHs and BBK communicate mainly through the Internet. All information and matters discussed during the game can be used in the game. Posted in this blog, the game's Virtual House (vHouse) are VHs' activities. Anyone can visit vHouse/read PBBFG blog. Readers/visitors may leave comments on the VHs and on the game however VHs cannot reply on them, discuss the issues among themselves or justify their actions in the blog. The nomination process evicts people from the vHouse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;Big Winner &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;Runner Up &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;Quit&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Evictee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-113769799127130040?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/113769799127130040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/113769799127130040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-are-reading-escapades-of-our-vhs.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114801519196346829</id><published>2006-05-15T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:24:05.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paolo's Final Words&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I Believe I Can Fly-Katharine McPhee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...i didn't expect to win PBBFG2...hehe ang sarap nmn ng feeling parang ung mga mabigat na dinadala ko eh nawala lahat...as i remember 100th day ng pbbfg1...sbi skin ni Mica na sumali daw ako...and she gave me BBK's friendster tpos un..in-add ko at nag-msg ako na gusto ko sumali..try lng...wala nmn mawawala...so yun...matagal bago ngparamdam si BBK and un kasali daw ako sa PBBFG2...YEHEY!!! hehe...ano kaya mngyayari...ano kaya?...may mga makakaaway kya ako?...or magkakaroon ng maraming friends...and yes! nangyari pareho...hehe...first i checked out the profiles ng mga co-VHs ko...then ung mga pwedeng i-add in-add ko na agad...ung mga hindi ko alam ang e-mail address...aun...cyempre ndi ko in-add...aun...as days passed...we have some fun activities and have some ups and downs...ako marami ngyari sa pag-stay ko sa Virtual House...first i learned how to post sa blog na lagi...ndi na ung paminsan minsan lng...pero lately i have been busy sa school...but i still have posts kung may spare time...i have met friends from the first season of PBBFG...si Mica friend ko na matagal na...I met..Neil TG who i find really cool..and sobrang bait...then there is Jomar...makulit and masarap kausap hehe...lagi cyang bored ang alam ko..hehe and he is very smart and funny...then i participated in activities...and tasks...favorite ko ung Picture Task...mahilig ako sa pictures eh...hehehe...and some of my co-VHs have no idea how to do it..and I gladly helped them and it turned out na nagustuhan nila ung ginawa ko...meron din mga issue na ngyari habang nsa game ako...first ung "Remcyl-Mica-Paolo connection issue"...na magkakakilala daw kami...hhmm..yep..oo magkakilala kmi ni Mica...but i didn't know Remcyl prior to this game..and cyempre ung mga issue na ganyan hindi pinapatulan kung alam mo namang hindi 22o...and i swear hindi ko tlga kilala si Remcyl noon...kami ni Mica close friends kmi...matagal na...the next issue ung nakakatawa "Gay Issue"... :)) (started by ian and he is the only one who believed) HAHAHAHAA!!!! nakakatawa tlga hehe...tpos as i remember tinanong din nya un sa last question HAHAHA!!! just look for my answer...HAHAHHAHAH!!! nakakatawa tlga cya...hehe...as i said..bkit mo papatulan kung hindi nmn 22o...hehe...so un issues are over...meron din masasaya na ngyari...may mga activities...may mga questions din na minsan mahirap sagutan...but ang mahirap sa lahat ang voting out...or who I am going to evict...ayoko sa lahat ng ganun...sana wala na lng ganun...pero sbi ng marami its just a game...and now...nakasurvive ako hehe naging ako pa ung winner...hindi ko tlga inexpect..nakakagulat...not to mention sa dami ng naging penalty ko...sa dami ng points na dapat nasaakin eh nawala dahil sinave ako ng mga co-VHs ko...and i thank all of these to them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidz-hi heidz! ayan si heidz ayaw patawag na ate...hehe...i know she is really hardworking and really really dedicated to her job...mahilig gumimmick...madaming napuntahan yan lagi kasama ang friends nya...sana sometime eh kmi ng co-VHs mo ang isama mo ha?...hehe...cyempre libre mo...hehe joke!!! thanks heidz!!! ingat ka palagi!!!! stay the same and chat ka pa rin ha?...hindi ako mag bbye kc i know this is not the end of our friendship!!! halabshu!!! (^-^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Rhea-hello ate rhea!!! miss na kita...matagal ka ng hindi nag-oonline...kmusta na ang pag-aaral mo...i know you will be successful kasi masipag ka (hindi tulad ko) and you are really a good person...hope to talk to you soon!!! from your Paopao, bunso, cutie pie and sweetie pie...a lot of names hehe only given to me by my ate rhea...hehe thanks for that ;) halabshu!!!! (^-^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuya Ian-so what happened na? pinagdidiinan mo pa rin ba??basta alam mo na kung ano un...and the answer is no!...pero its your opinion and i value your opinion hehe...at least napapansin mo ako...haha and i saw sa friendster mo na nndun ung ginawa ko na picture para sau...thanks for putting it there...I am very proud...hehe ingatz! kuya ian!!! (^-^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rowen-hi kopee!!!! hehe musta k n...matagal ka na din hindi online!!!...ano na ngyari sau??...heheh musta nmn pag-aaral mo..hope your doing ok...mag-cocollege na tau pareho..may school knb??? good luck sa mangyayari sa future mo...i know you will do well cause you are smart..ingatz lagi!!! (^-^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro Dyl-bro!!!! wassup!!!??!!? hehe...musta ka na??? musta na si leeh mo??...ano na pinagkakaabalahan mo?? madami ba tanong...hehe ganyan eh makulit ako dba sbi mo?...hehe...pero at least i got another brother na hindi nakakainis ktulad ng kapatid ko hehehe...and i am glad you treated me like your brother...and i treated you as mine as well..salamat sa lahat!!! ingatz lng lagi...and always love your leeh!!! (^-^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Janette-hi ate janette...ur lucky me here...hehe!!!lucky me ang tawag nya skin dahil batang lucky me daw ako HAHAHAHA!!! i got a lot of names since i joined this game and to tell you the truth i like all of them...ate janette...you acted as my mother here sa game and i am really happy dahil nakilala kita...and I am proud na ang tawag mo saakin eh lucky me!...hehe..anyways...ingatz ka lagi!!! halabshu!!! (^-^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrian-helloe Adrian!!! hehe musta na...hindi n kita nakausap...musta na si Sunshine mo?? hehe kmusta mo ako sknya...hehe...e2 si Adrian...hmm...ay masaya yan kachat...kc one time...na-CCR ako nun...sbi ko sknya "brb"...tpos tinanong nya skin kung ano ung brb...hehe natawa ako pero i understand hindi cya mahilig sa chat and i am proud na ako nagturo sknya nun ;) hehe...and wow!!! this guy has a band and i love their song Free...astig!!! ingatz lagi Adrian!!!! good luck to the sunshine of your life :) (^-^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marge-ang aking little sister...musta ka na!!!...hehe e2 lagi ko to nakakachat...ganda ng friendster profiles nyan...very creative at adik kay Hello Kitty hehe...tsaka alam ko miss na nya ung Bora...hehe...ako Pilipinas miss ko na...I am happy na ngkaroon ako ng bagong little sister and don't hesitate to ask for help if you need anything or if you have problems...sana mgkita tau soon!!! ingatz halabshu!!! (^-^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remcyl-hello hello!!!!! remcyl!!! miss na kita...ayos na b ung modem nyo?...ndi na ba expired ung anti-virus nyo...hehe...e2 si rem kung mag-internet lagi mabilisan..pero dun sa lagi na un eh naging ka-close ko cya..at naging maayos nmn ang mga ngyari...khit na may issue na magkakilala daw kami noon pa!!! and to the point na may matatangal saaming isa... :) pero at least nalagpasan nmin un at cyempre...ngaun namimiss ko nmn si Remcyl mismo..saan ka na ba???...ingatz ka lagi!!!! (^-^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Idol-ate idol!!!! waaahhh!!!...hehe i miss you na...marami na tau napagdaanan and i thank you for being my big sister...and thanks for treating me as you little brother...I am really proud na ate kita and idol pa! ;) how good is that?...hehe basta as always!!! you will be my ate forever and ever and cyempre my idol...and my future co-nurse..ndi ko alam ung tawag mo collage ba un?? :)) hahahahaa!!!! basta I love you! i love you!!! i love you!!!! i love you!!! ingatz ka lagi...goodluck sainyo ni kuya idol...hehe...I am really really proud to be considered as a brother of my idol...ingatz lagi ha!!!! iloveyou one more timE!!!!! (^-^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate JenJen-hello ate jenjen...e2 si ate jenjen...may tawag din yan skin...Miguelito... :)) hehehe...una parang panget pero nasanay na rin ako at pumayag na rin...ate jenjen became my bestfriend here sa loob ng virtual house and wow!!! she has really done a lot of things for me...she protected me from someone and i know that is from the heart i really thank you for that...masayang masaya ako dahil nakilala kita...you really have a space in my heart as always!!! sana maging successful ka sa lahat ng ggwin mo and i love you very much!!! ingats lagi!!!! (^-^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Maristel-si ate mats!!!! hi ate mats!!! sorry ndi na kita naabutan sa ym...sorry ndi ako nakakareply sau...sorry kung minsan kala mo ignore kita...to tell you the truth hindi...i really like all the quotes and msgs you sent to me everyday!...you have became a part of my heart too..actually lahat kau...but your part is bigger hehe ;) i miss you na ate mats...sobrang sobrang nagulat ako i thought you will win...nakakagulat tlga...bsta...friends forever!!!! halabshu!!!! i love you!!!! sana we could talk real soon..I am glad na addict ka na din sa American Idol dahil saakin hehe...anyways kakanuod ko lng and pasok si Katharine McPhee sa TOP2 hehe YEHEY!!! hehe...i love you ate mats!!! (^-^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly as i sit here typing and eating Ferrero Rocher...I am thanking BBK for accepting me in this game and for the penalties...hehe I have learned my lesson...for the friends you gave me and for the game that gave me excitement everytime i go online...thanks tlga...ingat lagi BBK mamimiss ko ung Virtual house!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now...what more can I say...I can't wait for Season 3 and I love to meet the new VHs who will compete...and I am really looking forward on meeting them...Pinoy Big Brothe Fantasy Game is really really a masterpiece..magaling ang gumawa si BBK... (^-^)...now for my last post mamimiss ko kau lahat!!! ingat kau lahat palagi!!!! ilove you all!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still the same,&lt;br /&gt;Paolo Miguel (^-^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114801519196346829?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114801519196346829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114801519196346829&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114801519196346829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114801519196346829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/05/paolos-final-words-i-believe-i-can-fly.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114814865824470006</id><published>2006-05-15T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:24:06.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maristel's Final Words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was never aware on how to play virtual games... Never had any idea on the "HOW TO'S" of the game... But like what I said, I never thought or imagine myself being a virtual housemate... And with regards on my FINAL MESSAGE for my co-BIG4... We'all soon leave BBK's Virtual House...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day was a bit shaky, coz in my mind - there's this though that no one might like me... No one might want me to be their friend... I have things playing in mind like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* How am I going to do this thing?&lt;br /&gt;* How am I going to start a conversation with each of my co Virtual Housemate?&lt;br /&gt;* What if di nila ako feel?&lt;br /&gt;* What if they get intimidated by my looks?&lt;br /&gt;* Will they like me ba? Who among the 11 Virtual Housemates kaya ang una ko magiging ka-close?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of questions played in my mind... There are also different things that I consider mind boggling... Coz I really don't know how to play this game virtually. I don't even know how I'm going to establish a rapport with my co-virtual housemates... If there were some things I won't forget in this game, it will be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Receiving a Friendster message from Paolo (when at that time, I know, I'm not a housemate yet) dated February 02, 2k6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello maristel this paolo miguel ur&lt;br /&gt;co-virtualhousemate...ndi ku alam unge-mail add muahehhehe..add mu aku sa&lt;br /&gt;friendster mu okieh???thanks abunch!!!paololovebritney@yahoo.compaolomiguelmata@yahoo.com(^-^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* And then receiving a Freindster message from Neil TG last February 06, 2k6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi maristel! =P season 2 has began... i wish u all the best,&lt;br /&gt;and keep the flamegoing til the hundred days are over... it's more on the test&lt;br /&gt;ofpatience,interpersonal relations, and most of all your purpose for being&lt;br /&gt;there...kudos...btw i' neil tg---&gt; season 1 big winner ( this is the lamest&lt;br /&gt;intro onmyself ever...hehehe).sincerely,neil tg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps...this maybe the second message,my apologies... the first time&lt;br /&gt;i sent messages to season 2 peeps seemed to fail asmy isp slowed down... i just&lt;br /&gt;don't want to miss out on u people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* When BBK asked me about my first impressions for my fellow virtual housemates... That time, I was not so in the mood to read all the infos from my fellow virtual housemate for some of it was very long... But still I managed to submit my first impressions... One of the first impressions that I was really wrong was when I told BBK that Jen, is kindda hard to reach on... But what happened was, we became the best of friends... Same as with Remcyl, Marge, Pao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Later on, I felt that I was having a conflict with time with Kath and Janette but not for so long, we were given the chance to get to know each other well, and we became close friends too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Another one was when Jen-Jen and Rems decided to quit the game and BBK decided to put on track our 2 Ex-virtual housemates and that's Ian and Heidee... :) Ian and I have been in some ways been close to. We do talk a lot about different stuffs... That we both love fashion and we have a lot in common too... When he was returned to the house all the gaps that aroused from the week before he got evicted vanished away and that's when we both become open to each other... It was never hard to reach out on him... Same with Heidee who we both discovered that we both voted out each other on the first nomination and also for the same reason... But when she was back on the game, there were a lot of stuffs that we both love to do pala... Just have to say that the 2nd time's always the best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* When Adrian entered the virtual house and I never had a rough time being friends with him. Coz the first time we texted each other... There was no hesitation... I love this kid and I will forever cherish the things that we shared...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the long awaited final message before the summer ends, this is it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost... I NEVER REGRET A SINGLE THING being in this virtual game... There may be times that I felt so pressured, but this is a GAME right? We just have to play it right... Being in this game, I felt like I was back as a kid, doing her homework and seatworks... Like the Game Ka Na Ba Immunity Challenge... There was this instance that all the knowledge I had was slowly coming back in mind, in memory. For me, this isn't just a game. THIS GAME is some sort of LIFE for me... I believe that "WE HAVE ONLY ONE LIFE TO LIVE... SO MAKE THE MOST OUT OF IT... AS IF THERE'S NO TOMORROW" That's how I played the game... Ever activity, tasks and deeds here will be forever cherished by me. This isn't just a simple game but it has also been a LEARNING stage for me. For I was able to establish a great rapport with my fellow virtual housemates. I know for a fact that there were a lot of questions playing in my mind before this game has started. But as we were fast approaching the 100th day, I've learned a lot of things. I've discovered a lot of stuffs. I get to know almost all of them not just because of GAME's SAKE, but I KNEW EACH and EVERYONE on this GAME BY HEART...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just as lucky as PAOLO who was the BIG WINNER... I may be hypocrite if I'll say that I didn't expect myself to win... Of course, there's this small pinch in me that "I hope, I win the game" But that's life, right... Paolo and I have been good friends in this game. We're bothe PAJEMAREMAnians... So for whatever reasons, I know and I understand and I do believe that PAOLO deserved the title...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; PAOLO, pao-pao... my little (but huge) brother... Thanks for all the memories... Thanks so much for the efforts... I will forever keep you in heart. You've always been good and I know you deserve to have everything... For any things that causes you troubles lately... Just lift your head up, there's GOD to hear all of your problems and don't forget to look down,,, ATE MATS is always there for you... We may be miles across each other but I know that through words and prayers we'll reach each other no matter what... I can't promise that I'll be online just like before, but this I say to you... I'm just a text away... I'm just around... Don't hesitate to lean on me. For whatever troubles you, entrust everything to GOD first (di ka pa niya itsitsismis) then call on me... Makikinig lang ako... pao, thanks for being a part of my life... I will never ever forget PBBFG2 for in this game I met and knew a lot of wonderful people... I love you Pao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; KATHRYN, kath... ang IDOL ng BAYAN... Thanks for the times and moments that I may say (maybe few) but has always been a treasure for me... We may never talk, chat or text constantly but I do believe that for what it is... I'll be a friend no matter what... This game has ran for almost 102 days - we may never ran into each other everytime sa YM... We may have a very few and little time to talk a lot of things and stuffs... BUT YOU GOT A FRIEND IN ME...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; ADRIAN, wow! What can I say... I've loved this kid eversince his first day at the Virtual House... He was never hesitant to open up himself to me. He never got tired texting me and likewise... I know you thought that I might get the slot as a Big Winner. You once told me, na nasayang yung boto... But like what I said... Yeah, I was hurt a little, but I never lose anyway... WIN or LOSE - I know at heart WINNER pa din ako, coz I GOT YOU guys... I was once a passerby but I'll never regret passing this way, for once in my life, in this journey I get to know you and that will always be a great prize for me. Di lang basta MEDAL or TROPHY... It's a human reward... Just what I was looking for all my life. You may be young, we have a huge age gap, but I'll forever keep you in my heart for you're a friend I know will never put me aside... Adrian, Halong gid... Good luck in all your endeavors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; HEIDEE, heidz.. What now? One thing I won't forget... During our first Nomination... We voted each other out... BBK, put you back in the game - and that's were I get to know you more. We have a lot of things in common. Ika nga ng mga bata, "CLICK"... That's what we are! Ito lang, I hope, we'll have the love of our life soon... Di ba? It's our turn naman siguro... Don't worry, I'll let you know kapag mayroon na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; IAN, ang walang kakupas-kupas na tagapagpadagdag ng kulay sa loob ng virtual house ni BBK... I will never forget you! I swear! There has been a few misunderstandings between US, pero... that made us CLOSE to each other more... I know and I read sa SHOUTBOX that you Go for Maristel for the Big WIN... Di man ako ang Big Winner, having the chance to know a very vocal and straight-forward person like you was such a BLAST! Basta, where you are, halong gid... Hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; JANETTE, I know there were just a few times and hours that we chatted... Pero since textmates na din tayo ngayon... Thanks for all the inspiring words you sent me... You know what, sinesave ko pa yun ngayon... Like Marge, you didn't forget my birthday... Remember you text last MAY 18? Yung,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ang laki din pala ng money klangan nyo,d ble ol&lt;br /&gt;things r possible w/God,His grace is sufficient 2 r nids,don't wori,ayl let r&lt;br /&gt;community 2 pray 4 d baby,ano nga pla name nya?Wla aq kc ibng mai22long kundi&lt;br /&gt;prayers..Nga pla nkapunta kn b sa caleruega? Sa tgaytay? Ganda kc don,prang ur&lt;br /&gt;already touching heven,sobrang solemn..Try mo dun magcmba sa bday mo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell you frankly, what popped in my mind was, sana nakilala pa kita ng mas mahaba pa... You know what when I was reading the last part of your message, (believe it or not) tumulo talaga luha ko... Janette, you made me cry sa text mo... All this time I was looking for anyone or anybody that I can talk to and that exact day, you were there texting me... Sobrang I felt so inspired... Thank you so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; MARGE, my li'l sister in the house... You were there for me everytime. I remember our first chats, sabi mo you don't know how to converse or start a conversation with me kasi malaki ang age gap natin... THAT's awfully true... But of course that proved one thing... IT DOESN'T MATTER how many years you were younger or how many years I am older... The important thing is, we became CLOSE FRIENDS and most of all, we've been through with each other through thicks and thins... Through the RISE and FALL... The GOOD and the BAD times... Words aren't enough to thank such a pretty and lovable girl like you. I remember - I promised you, Jen and Jejo na if I win the game EB tayo, I'll treat you sa Starbucks kasi magbebirthday na din ako... Well, di nga ako ang BIG WINNER pero eto lang... Manalo matalo, tuloy yun, pero siguro after my birthday... I know - you know a lot of things are troubling me now... You're one the few persons I talked to about what's going on with my life... I know you do understand my side... Basta Marge, you will always be the little sister that I never had... Hope you won't change... Stay sweet and pretty... kiwotsukete! aishiteru! achie's always here for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; ROWEN, kopee... We've had so plenty of communications at the Virtual House... Pero, I know kasama ka din sa kumumpleto sa virtual housemates and sure you are a part of my life na din... Congrats for making it sa U.P. Stay safe and God Bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; RHEA, twice lang siguro tayo nagkaroon ng time makapagchat, well, for those times THANK YOU! I know soon, your dreams will come true... Just AIM HIGH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; DYLAN, dyl... ang hearthrob ng bahay ni BBK... Ang Mark Herras sa virtual house... Keep your hottie on the loose type... Win Deeh always... Special friends lang kayo... Pero tip lang... Kung kayo na, court her everyday... I know that you see her as "The most precious possession a person could ever have... And that you're so lucky to have her in your life..." Make everydat as if there's no tomorrow... I know and I feel that you really do love her... I just hope that all guys are like you... Like what you always say.... GODSMACK!!! Stay safe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; REMCYL, rems... My ever faithful and fighter friend!!! If there are a few person I trust my life with in this house... IT's ALWAYS BEEN YOU and JEN... For all the times that we spent chatting, GOD! I don't know how to thank you for it... For the times that I was so down and still you manage how to make me smile and cheer up... You may not see how you made wonders in me but I know for myself that YOU'VE ALWAYS been the FRIEND I'm wishing to have forever... I will forever keep in heart the times that we both had LUCKY ME PANCIT CANTON and coffee sessions at YM... The last time that we chatted, THANKS for that! I badly needed that, that time... You really are the type of friend that I will forever keep inside my heart... You know the ways to make me happy and jolly... I love you Rems...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; JEN-JEN... my ever true good to be true friend! Nung umpisa talaga, tingin ko sa'yo di kita makakasundo... But that impression taught me the first impressions never really last... Coz YOU proved that wrong... We've been through the game for all the time... And for that Jen, I wanna thank you from the bottom of my heart. I recall our last texts... I once told you that I thought of quitting 3 days before the finals... You know why, a lot of bitter things happened... That i really don't know how to deal with it anymore... I know, that there's this part of you, na hindi ka maniniwala dun. But it's very true! But if there's one virtual housemate who taught me everything and on how to fight this game IT WAS YOU and I will be forever thankful for that! For the crazy things we shared along the way... Words are not enough for me to appreciate that... You've been a TRUE FRIEND, REAL FRIEND, a HOUSEMATE and a SISTER all in one... In one package... You've been so helpful along the way, you never kept me out of sight. You've been my confidante and my mentor! With you I feel so safe sa virtual game and for that Jen, thank you is not enough... If in some way, I hurt you or nagtampo ka, sorry for that... But this I swear, I will keep you forever as long as I am living... Hope you will still help me keep on going with my life... Kahit tapos na PBBFG Season 2... Jen, thanks and I love you... I know we'll see each other soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; BBK, ang misteryosong Big Bad Kuya!!! Thanks for the experience and thanks for trusting me sa lahat ng bagay sa virtual house... I owe you a lot in this game... Without you, I wouldn't be able to know a wonderful people sa katauhan ng mga co-vrtual housemates ko... Thanks a lot for all the time that you spent chatting with me... And most of all for teaching me this blog thing! I will miss you BBK... I will miss PBBFG... This virtual game will be a SEAL in my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Maristel Ocampo, PBBFG Season 2 Runner up, signing off... Am out... Peace out! CHEERS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114814865824470006?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114814865824470006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114814865824470006&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114814865824470006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114814865824470006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/05/maristels-final-words-bbk-ang.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114787827524753800</id><published>2006-05-15T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T17:43:09.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paolo of QC/California is PBBFG2 Big Winner;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maristel of Manila is the Runner Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/bigfour1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/320/bigfour1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One hundred days, 13 virtual housemates, 6 voluntary exits and finally, one Big Winner, Paolo Miguel, the 17-year-old California-based American Idol and Britney Spears fanatic. Paolo Miguel became PBBFG 2 Big Winner after receiving the lowest points in the Final Vote. Maristel, the 26-year-old-going-27 entrepreneur from Manila, became the Runner Up. The virtual housemate who failed to cast his final vote was Adrian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary of Points:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAOLO -4 points&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;strong&gt;-2 pts.&lt;/strong&gt; from Kathryn and Maristel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;MARISTEL -1 point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;strong&gt;-2 pts.&lt;/strong&gt; from Paolo and &lt;strong&gt;+1 pt.&lt;/strong&gt; from Kathryn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KATHRYN +2 points&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;strong&gt;+1 pt.&lt;/strong&gt; from Maristel and Paolo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ADRIAN +6 points&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;strong&gt;+2 pts.&lt;/strong&gt; from Kathryn, Maristel and Paolo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114787827524753800?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114787827524753800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114787827524753800&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114787827524753800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114787827524753800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/05/paolo-of-qccalifornia-is-pbbfg2-big.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114745474725183109</id><published>2006-05-15T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:24:03.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Final Vote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maristel:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 pts to evict - ADRIAN.&lt;/span&gt; We have this special connection (i know)... but he's been too busy these days, not that baka wala syang time sa game... but i know despite his busy days - HE DID his best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1 pt. to evict - KATHRYN.&lt;/span&gt; In this game, i was a little intimidated with her looks... with what she achieved in her life... being a nurse and finding the one person meant for her... but i know hectic sya, TOXIC ang work nia... i know it's not enough reason kc ilang days na lang naman... FRIENDS kami and having her as a friend is a priviledge for me, kea lang i have no choice na din po kc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1 pts to save - PAOLO&lt;/span&gt; kc love ko cya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kathryn:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 pts. to evict - ADRIAN.&lt;/span&gt; he's the newest vh, therefore the one with the least experience of everything that happened in th vhay. nothingpersonal, dude. you're playing quite well in the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1 pt. to evict - MARISTEL.&lt;/span&gt; she's very safe and i also think that she deserves to be one of the top two vhs so one pt lang for ate mats. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2 pts. to save - PAOLO.&lt;/span&gt; he's very deserving to be on the top two slots. a fair player. walang tinapakang co-vhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paolo:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 pts. to evict - ADRIAN.&lt;/span&gt; hmmm...adrian cguro...no personal reason... its obvious cya ung hindi ko macyado nakakausap pero i like him i think he is cool ;) and good luck saung Sunshine ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1 pt. to evict - KATHRYN.&lt;/span&gt; cyempre my 1 point definitely goes to ate kathryn...or my ate idol.. ayaw ko man gawin wala ako magagawa... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2 pts to save - MARISTEL.&lt;/span&gt; I am saving ate maristel.... of course i want her to be the BIG WINNER... she really deserves to be the BIG WINNER...she always has updates... never fails to communicate with us... and kahit sobrang busy and kahit sobrang maraming problem... she still has her smiling face and a very pleasing personality...i love her..and GOODLUCK!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adrian:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 pts. to evict - PAOLO.&lt;/span&gt; kasi di na kami ngacomunicate lately. Idol ko pa rin cya tho... Lots a common interests &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1 pt. to evict - KATHRYN.&lt;/span&gt; coz di tlga kami close... although I'm so thankful for her advices na really helped me. Thanks so much ate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2 pts. to save - MARISTEL.&lt;/span&gt; kasi she deserves it naman... from way before i was in this game pa. And she makes mefeel comfortable talaga with the game. I know some may think i dont deserve this but having her around makes me think twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* Points assigned by one Big Four didn't count&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114745474725183109?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114745474725183109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114745474725183109&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114745474725183109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114745474725183109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/05/final-vote-maristel-2-pts-to-evict.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114801433505794919</id><published>2006-05-15T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:24:05.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kathryn's Final Words&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BBK, I'd just like to thank you for giving me the opportunity to know such beautiful people thru your interactive game. 'Twas my first time and I definitely enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, there've been times when I felt "burdened" having to update with the site almost everday. Add that to the neverending "panunuligsa" ni Ian sa "inactivity" ko. Whew! Ian, I've gotta say, you're one heck of a player! God bless this dude. I wonder where he gets all the negative energy to keep up being the villain in the VHouse... Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, basta, I really had a great time and I owe it a lot to you, Big Bro. And ofcourse to my fellow VHs. Thanks for the friendship, PAO, MATS, ATE JANETTE, REMCYL, and JEN-JEN... Thanks also for being soo nice to me, HEIDZ, DYLAN, MARGE, and ADRIAN. I'll never forget these guys. I'll keep you pips posted about my wedding. I'm having my fingers crossed na matuloy this December. Dami kasing kailangang asikasuhin e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd also wanna apologize for the times I wasn't able to actively participate sa VHouse activities. No valid reason. That's why I thought many of my co-VHs deserve to stay longer in the VHouse than I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sorry din BBK for being the season's "penalty queen". Payce! =) Nakunsumi ka ba nang husto? Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodluck sa Season 3 VHs. And more power to you, BBK! Basta remember what I always tell you: BELIEVE IN YOURSELF. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114801433505794919?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114801433505794919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114801433505794919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114801433505794919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114801433505794919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/05/kathryns-final-words-bbk-id-just-like.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114779043959426292</id><published>2006-05-15T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:24:04.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adrian's Final Words&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hehehe, 1st of all, I'd like to thank bbk for Invitingme to pariticipate in this amazing game. Although Iwas barely there for my VHs, I'm thankful theysomehow became a part of my life. 50 days in thevHouse sure was fun. Actually, being in the big 4was way enough for me. Aware kasi ako na di akonkabond with my VHs like how they have witheach other. As much as possible, I was justcomplying na lang with bbk's task and notinteracting with them which is really not the pointof this whole game. Anyways, I tried my bestnaman and I never gave up. It's just that I reallyhad other things to prioritize. I know, marami angnagsasabi na di ako deserving maging big 4 butjust being present till the end is enough to say thatin a way, I still deserve being here: by chance, orby virtue. So, I hope you co Vhs still text me orchat with me whenever our virtual life meets!Peace Out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114779043959426292?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114779043959426292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114779043959426292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114779043959426292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114779043959426292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/05/adrians-final-words-hehehe-1st-of-all.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114778174026456783</id><published>2006-05-15T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:24:04.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adrian and Kathryn are simultaneously evicted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Adrian, the 19-year old nursing student from Cebu City, and Kathryn, the 23-year-old registered nurse from Marikina City, got the highest and second highest points (to be revealed), respectively, among the Big Four and became the 6th and 7th Evictees of PBBFG2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/bigfour2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/320/bigfour2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Final Vote Results:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Big Four #1:&lt;/strong&gt; to evict - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ADRIAN &lt;/span&gt;(+2 pts), &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KATHRYN&lt;/span&gt; (+1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;and to save - &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;PAOLO&lt;/span&gt; (-2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Big Four #2:&lt;/strong&gt; to evict - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ADRIAN&lt;/span&gt; (+2 pts), &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MARISTEL&lt;/span&gt; (+1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and to save - &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;PAOLO&lt;/span&gt; (-2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Big Four #3:&lt;/strong&gt; to evict - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ADRIAN&lt;/span&gt; (+2 pts), &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KATHRYN&lt;/span&gt; (+1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;and to save - &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;MARISTEL&lt;/span&gt; (-2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Big Four #4:&lt;/strong&gt; to evict - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PAOLO&lt;/span&gt; (+2 pts), &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KATHRYN&lt;/span&gt; (+1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;and to save - &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;MARISTEL&lt;/span&gt; (-2 pts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One VH failed to cast his/her votes on time. To evict and to save points he/she assigned did not count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who shall get the title and the rights to brag he/she is "Pinoy BigBrother Fantasy Game Season 2 Big Winner"? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114778174026456783?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114778174026456783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114778174026456783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114778174026456783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114778174026456783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/05/adrian-and-kathryn-are-simultaneously.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114745448295497928</id><published>2006-05-14T08:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:24:03.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;DAY NINETY-NINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final vote: Who's gonna be PBBFG2 Big Winner?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BigFour will choose 2 vhs (assign +2 points and +1 point) for eviction and 1 to stay (-2 points) in the vhouse and explain their votes. Two VHs who receive the highest points are evicted. Second lowest pointer and lowest pointer is declared PBBFG2 runner up and PBBFG 2 BigWinner, respectively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Update: 1 VH failed to cast his/her final vote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114745448295497928?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114745448295497928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114745448295497928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114745448295497928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114745448295497928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/05/day-ninety-nine-final-vote-whos-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114745147324786406</id><published>2006-05-13T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:24:03.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY NINETY-EIGHT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BigFour answer questions from co-BigFour and some ex-vhs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A D R I A N&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/adrianpbbfg2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/200/adrianpbbfg2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From your co-Big Four&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kathryn:&lt;/strong&gt; Given the chance to quit nursing, would you? And if ever you would, what will be the path you'd pursue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adrian:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, I would take up that scholarship offered to me by the International Academy Of Film And Television to me. Big regret ko tlaga yun na di ko pinursue kasi yun talaga ang hilig ko eh. Masunuring bata ako to my parents. :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maristel:&lt;/strong&gt; What would be the greatest dream that you want to achieve right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be a succesful music producer. I want to conquer! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paolo:&lt;/strong&gt; Do you have plans of living in Manila?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe. But still, I'd rather live here in Cebu. I'm much more comfortable here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From ex-vhs (first three ex-vhs to ask)&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heidee:&lt;/strong&gt; Papatol ka ba sa bading? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Hindi. Sorry. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ian:&lt;/strong&gt; Boxers or briefs? or thongs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boxers gamit ko ngayon. I haven't tried wearing thongs tho'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jen-Jen:&lt;/strong&gt; Whats your style in courting a girl?? And how can you say that you like or already inlove with her?? do you ask for a signs??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;I make my feelings obvious. I actually can't explain how, as long as natatamaan ako. Signs? YES &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KATHRYN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/ateidol.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/200/ateidol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From your co-Big Four&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adrian:&lt;/strong&gt; Do you think I will become a successfulnurse if although i get good grades, I never reallyliked the course because it is so out of my interest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kathryn:&lt;/strong&gt; it depends on how you define success. if one thinks that it's primarily about money and fame, then i'd say it's really possible for you to achieve that. but if one will think of it as having a healthy career path, "fulfilling", and if it is giving you a good and positive outlook in life, then i guess it's something that's not easily satisfied if in the first place you're heart is not 'that' into your present field. even those people who've chosen nursing to be their career path somethimes do feel "burned out", how much more those who wanted something else. but ofcourse, you should help yourself discover what's the reason why God has chosen you to pursue nursing. try to like what you're doing. because i think being HAPPY and INLOVE (with whatever it is that you're doing) is more important than just being SUCCESSFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maristel:&lt;/strong&gt; What's the best thing you'll ever dofor a friend and why? Are you willing to do anythingfor your friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K:&lt;/strong&gt; hmm... napaisip ako dun mats a... i really can't think of something now kaya i'll just tell you the best thing that I DID for a friend so far... sa tingin ko lang ha... funny story din s'ya.. my bestest friend had a crush before (college days) at super patay na patay s'ya dun. magkakilala sila pero nakipag-textmate s'ya at nagpanggap na ibang tao. they became close sa text tapos the guy finally asked her to meet him. pero sa sobrang takot ng friend ko na mabuking s'ya, she asked me kung pwede daw bang ako 'yung makipag-meet sa crush n'ya. e takot din ako kasi di talaga ako nakikipag-eyeball. pero since i know how desperate my bestfriend was, i said yes. grabe, super kaba ko nun kasi i had to remember important details sa mga palitan nila ng text messages. at sa mga usap nila sa phone! shet! yes, nag-uusap pa sila! o diba? pati boses ko kinailangan kong retokihin! 'yung bestfriend ko naman parang stalker na nakasunod sa amin nung guy, nagtatago kasi nga magkakilala naman talaga sila sa totoong buhay. baka maghinala pag nakita s'ya dun. haha! nairaos ko naman pero super kinabahan ako kasi baka mag-mention s'ya ng bagay na na-miss sabihin ng friend ko sa 'kin tapos matulala nalang ako! it was a funny experience talaga. at super thankful 'yung bessie ko kasi nakita n'ya 'yung crush n'ya. as in di maipaliwanag 'yung kilig n'ya. kaya happy na rin ako sa kalokohang 'yun! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paolo:&lt;/strong&gt; if Nursing is not existing what are you doing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K:&lt;/strong&gt; what a good question. i think i'd be pursuing my dream of becoming a stage actress or a model or a newscaster or an international flight stewardess or a doctor instead. hehe. i really have lots of interests so even if florence nightingale didn't pioneer nursing, i've a good feeling i'd be happy with any of those fields that i have mentioned above. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From ex-vhs (first three ex-vhs to ask)&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heidee:&lt;/strong&gt; what's ur worst experience as a nurse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K:&lt;/strong&gt; so far, ang worst experience ko sa buong karera ko ay 'yung masabihan ako ng isang walang kwentang bantay (na binabayaran pero walang ginagawa para masulit 'yung binabayad sa kanya) na hindi daw ako nag-suction at nag-oral care sa alaga nilang pari na super weak na. sumama talaga loob ko when i got in the unit tapos 'yun ang binungad sa akin ng head nurse ko. masakit lang kasi i spent most of my time dun sa patient's room kasi super kinareer ko talaga 'yung patient na 'yun dahil dami nga nilang demands. tipong isang oras ako mahigit sa room nung pari dahil daming kailangang gawin na kung tutuusin sila na nung isang bantay ang gagawa kasi that's what the patient is paying them for. pero instead e mega-utos sila sa akin. katulong?! at super sinungaling. angganda pa kunwari ng pakikipag-usap sa akin ha, 'yun pala may sasabihin behind my back. palit nalang kaya kami. sila mag-nurse sa 6 toxic na patients, ako mag-alaga sa pari?! talagang i wanted to talk to that bantay pero pinigilan nalang ako ng head nurse namin. 'yun. naiyak talaga ako nun kasi dun ako talagang napagod nung gabi na 'yun tapos "di pa sapat" sa mga walang-kwentang bantay n'ya! nakakagigil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ian:&lt;/strong&gt; Did u once feel that youre one of theleast housemates ever played this season?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K:&lt;/strong&gt; yes, i've felt that a lot of times already.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jen-Jen:&lt;/strong&gt; If you're not belong to the big4.. who youthink or who you want to be in the big4? and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K:&lt;/strong&gt; ikaw o kaya si rem. kasi i know active kayo sa game and that you two are playing it RIGHT. wala kayong masamang tangka sa co-vhs n'yo. at totoo kayo makisama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/Maristel_Ocampo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/200/Maristel_Ocampo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M A R I S T E L&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From your co-Big Four&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adrian: &lt;/strong&gt;What is the worst thing that a boyfriend ever did to you and what did you do about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maristel: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been through a lot of relationship. I know and I believe that there really are no perfect relationship... I've been through a lot of heartches... Painful moments that I know will happen anytime soon during the time that I was on the relationship. But from all the relationships that I've been through - I consider that the worst thing a boyfriend ever did to me was my very last relationship, with Jan de Luna... This happened April of last year (2005)... It was a whirlwind romance... It all started via Sun Cellular when it was the peak of call and text unlimited for a very cheap price. He's a friend of friends... A common friend I may say. I once checked my Friendster and saw a message from him posted at the bulletin board. I've know him for a long time. We've been introduced to each other everytime we bumped into each other at their Village, but we just take it as a common introduction everytime... Last April, naging kami. April 12 to be specific. May 15 he left for U.S. we've been constant textmates and chatmates (still) I took the risk of continuing and fighting for our relationship though I know long distance relationship rarely survives... But as time fly - I heard a lot of things about him, having an affair with a younger woman... And worst, di lang ako and yung girl na yun ang karelasyon niya... 4 kami... But still after hearing from him the truth, still I hang on. What hurts the most was, I send him loads so we can still text each other. Before he left I gave him something to remember me by... I gave him a Reebok jersey that I bought at Toby's Sports Plaza... I'm not into material things (really) akin naman kasi, I don't ask something in return. Yung suklian lang, okay lang. I remember he once told me na ha has something for me. You know what it was... It was his picture, a 2x2 picture. Kahit I hear from her other girls na merons exhanging of rings and necklaces and stuffs like that, okay lang sa akin... Lahat tinaggap ko. Although he asked me for marriage, sabi ko, no problem with me. Kahit alam ko na he was just playing with me - stii I hang on for months... When I tried to complete the puzzle and the questions that boggling my mind... There's just one answer to what he did... He used me to get back with my cousin... He has false accusations kasi... I know it hurts a lot but all I have to do is accept it, although I've learned to love him na... It's just hard, kasi what my Dad was doing all his life with women, sa akin lahat bumabalik... And I know how it feels to be fooled not just once but many times... MASAKIT...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kathryn:&lt;/strong&gt; Having a seemingly successful career, is there anything else you want to achieve in your field (e.g. business)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M:&lt;/strong&gt; I can't say that I have a successful carrer na (right at this moment)... But if there's one thing that I want to achieve right now is to have MY OWN and stable business. Yung ako ang Proprietor. I am not dreaming of a big company and having my own building at Makati. But just a mid-class business that will make my family - especially my DAD proud of me... A business that will have my trademark and will be my pride. A business enough to sustain my FAMILY's needs. And a business where I can save money and to have a house of my own. I've always dreamt of having my own house. I know right now, it's impossible - but with me to achieve it, I have to strive hard and I should have the perseverance... I do believe that I 'll have this someday, maybe even without my Dad's help - but I do believe that God's with me... He do always listen to my prayers and I know in His perfect time, I will achieve it. I just have to KEEP THE FAITH...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paolo:&lt;/strong&gt; What do you think of me as a co-housemate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M:&lt;/strong&gt; Now, this question made me smile. Pao, you as a co-housemate is such a pleasure on my part. You are very special to me... I know you're one of my closest in this game (not because you're a PAJEMAREMAnian) ... But YOU, as a virtual housemate sure knows how to make your co-vHousemates special... You're very much willing to do anything for us... You're such a sweet person and I will never ever regret knowing him in this game... He's a kid and a brother to me. And I will forever treasure you. I will keep you inside my heart for once in my life a kid named Paolo Miguel walked in my life and made it worth living and fighting for. I love you Pao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From ex-vhs (first three ex-vhs to ask)&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heidee:&lt;/strong&gt; What do u miss most about having a boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;: You got me here Heidz... I really am jaw dropped with your question! This question surprised me... What I miss most about having a boyfriend? Well, I guess it's the precious moments... I know there's a special time spent for our family, special time spent for friends... But there are certain things that not even your family and friends can provide but our boyfriend... In having a boyfriend, I have a family, I have a bestfriend, I have the glow and a different inspiration. I miss precious moments like sneaking out... Conversing over the phone till the sun comes up... Complimenting every little thing I do and definitely mean it... I miss the warm embraces and kisses that lasts forever... I miss the spark... I miss the petty quarrels, the fights, the argumentations, and most of all the "kiss and make-up" thing... It's very literal! After the fight, he'll hold me by the hand squeeze it - hug me as if I'm a stuffed toy, kissin' me on my forehead (sounds like I'm a Lola) and him looking at me straught in the eyes and utter the word "I'M SORRY" - and that way, I'm melting... I miss the kilig moments... The simple greetings (text greetings, phone greetings) on simple Monthsary and Anniversaries... The dating, the sneaking time (like him giving my hand a massage, givin' it a peck and simply take my hand under the table and hold it so tight that feels like he doesn't want to let go of me), the simple celebrations... I'm not talking about my last boyfriend... It's Zidane I'm talking about and I do miss everything about him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ian:&lt;/strong&gt; When was your last bestfriend? Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M:&lt;/strong&gt; My last bestfriend? This question seems a little ambiguous... Well my last bestfriend? I have to think about this a couple of times... But to be honest with you and to everyone... I really don't believe in "bestfriends" - why? For some reasons that I myself can't understand my logic... Maybe because bestfriends always end up the best mortal enemies... But, I sure do have TRUE FRIENDS... Though people I consider my true friends are only few... Just to answer your question, though... My last best friend that ended up my mortal enemy was Judith. I guess, I have already frogotten her. We've been friends for a long time. I gave her my full TRUST and RESPECT as a friend but what she did in return was say negative thing behind my back. There were really a lot of guys who want to court her and when they learned and discovered from themselves her real color they end up befriending me. So instead of pursuing her, ako na lang ang gusto nila lagawan, but I did turn them down (honestly), coz I don't want to cause trouble and I don't want to ruin our friendship. But there's this one guy that I know who has been so good to her and gave her everything... If he could only give her the stars and the moon he would... He was so into her but he found out after a year that my friend only used her for material things... So he ended up telling me his problems and I became his shrink for months... By then, I didn't know that time healed all his wound and he was falling for me na pala... But I didn't give him a chance coz I know that down deep inside his heart it's still Judith that he really love... Although, I've loved him na din... Judith and I didn't fight over that guy... But what happened was, sinira niya ako sa guy... It was me who turned out to be the evil one... Till now, we doesn't talk... I never heard from her again and vice-versa... And now I know there's this silent war between us... I don't want to do something about it, coz I know somehow that all my life I've been good to her but she never was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jen-Jen:&lt;/strong&gt; Hows ur relationship with your parents?? any problem with them?? what and why??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M:&lt;/strong&gt; I have nothin' to hide... My life's an open book since the start of this game... My relationship with my family? Me and my Mom's in good term, we're best buds all my life though at times I know that there's a favoritism in our family. I do love my Mom, just a while ago I bought her his maintenance medication for her hypertension... My brother and I has always been more than brothers and sisters... We're barkada... We don't hide things from each other... When one of us has a problem and worries it's me he runs to and likewise... Right now my brother RJ is really facing a big problem with his daughter "Nice"... The other day, they went to Fe Del Mundo Hospital at Banawe and my niece's Pediatrician advised my brother and his wife Karen to take their daughter to a heart specialist and undergo 2D ECHO... Just yesterday, they brought Nice to the Hospital and underwent the 2D ECHO... The result was bad... Before pa kasi their Pedia noticed a murmur on the baby's heart... So yesterday, they found out that may dalawang butas ang puso niya. And the baby has to undergo a surgery before her 1st year burthday this September 15. The estimated amount for the operation is 375k... If they won't have their daughter get an operation, the doctor said that she might not reach grade school and lose life... Or if they'll have an operation, still there's no assurance but they know that baby will live a little longer... Nice has some features of Down Syndrome and most cases about it are either baradong puso or may butas. As for my Dad, just the other night I updated my blog and wrote something about my relationship with my Dad... Now, Jen you're making me cry... My Dad left us when I was only 5 years old... He's a womanizer at heart... Just recently there were words he said against me that really tore my heart into pieces... I felt like the world was against me... Sometimes, my Dad and I are okay, but you can count it by the fingers in your hands how many times that was... Mas lamang yung hindi kami magkasundo... I just don't know how to start now... I don't know why he's doing this to me? Why he's treating me this way? All my life I wished to give him the happiness he want... Kung saan siya masaya, I am more happier for him... Kung sino mamahalin niya, I will love and respect that person more... I just can't figure why at all times, di niya ako feel... Life is beautiful and most of the times difficult... This is what God gave me and I know in due time I'll surpass this. I know kahit sino kausapin ng Dad ko na intelihente or mapagmahal na magulang he will never have his mind enlightened up... I just have to accept this though it hurts big time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Jen some of the reasons the what's and why's na sa huling blog ko... I can't help but cry now... I know that I have God - He's my listener, my confidante and all I have to do is HANG ON... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P A O L O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/paolo.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/200/paolo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;From your co-Big Four&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adrian&lt;/strong&gt;: Ok this is stupid but, are you still a virgin? If you are, why? if not, what's the kinkiest thing you ever did? hehehe (Come on,Kiss and Tell! Boys talk! hehehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paolo&lt;/strong&gt;: I am a virgin...kc i believe God's view that you should make love dun sa mahal mo and mahal ka din...unfortunately hindi pa ako nakikita ni Britney ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kathryn&lt;/strong&gt; : What's your greatest fear when it comes to your family?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P:&lt;/strong&gt; ung magkahiwalay ung parents ko..which is now clearly going to happen...kung mangyari..i'll try to accept..kung hindi ok lng din...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maristel&lt;/strong&gt;: If ever you'll be the next PBBFG Big Winner, what will you do &amp; please state your message for all you fellow &amp;amp; ex-VHs. ano gagawin ko?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P:&lt;/strong&gt; of course i'll be loyal pa din sa PBBFG...gsto ko maging close sa season 3 VHs ehehe...and cyempre i'll stay the same paolo as before :) ung msg sa 100th day na ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From ex-vhs (first three ex-vhs to ask)&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heidee:&lt;/strong&gt; What's ur greatest fear and why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P: &lt;/strong&gt;same as ate idol's questions..ayoko ng broken family...that's one of my greatest fear...and kung kalokohan...takot ako sa kahit anong insect...lalo ipis HAHAHAHA!!!...ndi bagay sakin pero that's that wala ako magagawa...nandididri ako kc kung san san cla lakad ng lakad tpos bigla dadapo sau o lalapit...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ian:&lt;/strong&gt; Youre gay, arent you? Cus youre acting like one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P:&lt;/strong&gt; bakit ba lagi mo pinagpipilitan? type mo ba ako? cge na nga saung sau na ako papa ian... HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jen-Jen:&lt;/strong&gt; who's your closest among the VHousemates?? it can be an ex-VH or not... why her/him??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P:&lt;/strong&gt; my closest hmmm...lahat ng co-vhs ko sobrang bait at sobrang ma-alaga saakin..except for one..hehe...i like all of my co-vhs...i am glad to meet them all...pero ang pinaka close ko si ate jenjen, ate mats, and ate idol....ate jenjen...cyempre cya ung bestfriend ko sa loob ng vHouse...she taught me how to be strong and she really is a good friend...minsan palpak daw ako but...i do i make some mistakes but kpag nagtama ako ok nmn ang kinalalabasan hehe...ate mats...hmmm...she is like the best VH here sa PBBFG2...very very active and never forgets to txt or msg sa YM...or offline msg to be specific...a great friend you can lean on...si ate kathryn...cyempre si ate idol...ang ate ko sa loob ng vHouse...the best to..kahit online lng naparamdam nya saakin ang magkaroon ng ate sa internet hehe...she is really a good person...(^-^)&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/20861644-114745147324786406?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114745147324786406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114745147324786406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114745147324786406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114745147324786406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/05/day-ninety-eight-bigfour-answer.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114735831519892595</id><published>2006-05-11T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:24:01.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;DAY NINETY-SIX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maristel blogs: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A MUST READ: Just Can't Take it Anymore... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/763/2242/320/DSC01329.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/763/2242/320/DSC01329.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday was not the exact day I have been seeing in my mind for some time lately... I woke up early yesterday... Thinking of things to do... Like for our next outing at Pansol, Laguna (again?!?!)... So I was thinking of what I have to bring... But some bad news came... That my Dad was planning to bring 3 girls at the Villa. So we decided, not to push through that plan... I also heard that my Dad's dating a new lad, from Tarlac. And that he's planning to bring the lad @ Baguio this Friday... My heart's been aching and it's tearing me apart... I want to shout! I want to scream! I wanna get mad! I wanna CRY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so fed up! It's like all my life, what I'm doing is understand him... Love the women that came into his life... Respect them and love them more than what my dad can offer... I dunno, why there are men that's like that. I feel like I'm inside an empty box... That can't breathe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday while I was having my siesta with my Mom and Karen... My brother called me up on the phone... The conversation was like:&lt;br /&gt;MATS: Hello!&lt;br /&gt;RJ: Hello Mats, sandali...&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly I have this feeling that he's not the one who wants to talk to me...&lt;br /&gt;DAD: Ano? Dito ba kayo kakain?&lt;br /&gt;MATS: Ako po hindi. Aalis po kasi ako...&lt;br /&gt;DAD: Sila Doinx nasan?&lt;br /&gt;MATS: Hindi ko po alam. Umalis sila kanina eh...&lt;br /&gt;DAD: Siguro magtatagal sila noh?&lt;br /&gt;MATS: Text nyo na lang po. Alam ko sa NBI and sa WPD lang sila pupunta...&lt;br /&gt;DAD: O sige...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/763/2242/200/DSC01068.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/763/2242/200/DSC01068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So that's it! What a conversation, right? I was just having this not-so-well feeling that I might be going there and end up doing nothing and worst... Hear words that will definitely break my heart... I wasn't wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 12midnight, my brother arrived from Bacood... He has Kare-Kare that Mannique cooked for my Dad and the rest of the fellas at my Dad's place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We prepared the dining table so we can have our late dinner... I sat in my usual dining chair, just clicking the plate... When my brother placed his clutch bag on the china cabinet and sat in his usual chair... He told me, "Napakadami ng sinabing masama ni Daddy tungkol sa'yo... Masama daw ang loob niya sa'yo... Kesyo sabi mo raw nung minsan, nakakumpirmiso na yung mga aso mo sa ibang tao... PARE-PAREHO lang naman daw ang KULAY NG PERA..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am totally clueless on what he said... All of a sudden there I was... My tears fallin'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masakit lang kasi, if there was this "kinumpirmiso" na sa ibang tao thing... That's just one puppy... Our friend Bong Aycocho has been expecting for a puppy since last year pa. Nakakahiya lang naman kung di ko pa din siya mapagbibigyan. Ganun din naman, kung ibebenta ko, same price pa din naman, mas mura pa nga ang benta ko sa dad ko... What hurts the most was, lahat daw ng puppies para na daw sa ibang tao ko na ibebenta... Tapos biglang siya daw ang last option ko... Hindi yun eh... Meron akong isang salita... I told him sa kanya ko lahat ibebenta... Kasalanan ko bang mahalin yung dalawang puppies na ngayon inaalagaan ko na... Katabi ko pa sa pagtulog... Pinadala ko na sa kanya the other night yung dalawang puppies pa na sobrang mahal ko na din... It's not that easy leeting go of something na napamahal na sa'yo... Like yung naunang german sheperd that he bought to me, masakit for me, kasi he brought the puppies at Pampanga, and yun namatay... Andun na ko, binayaran niya ako... But the effort that I gave, the love and time that I gave for the puppies that's my point... He once told me that he will bring the Japanese Spitz that I gave him 2 years ago at Pampanga... Ganun din daw yung mga puppies na bibilin niya sa kin... Okay na nga eh... Yung isa I brought it at Metrobank, G. Araneta - Quezon Ave. Branch. The Manager there is a friend of my Dad kasi, and he gave the puppy to her as a gift... The thought is... PARE-PAREHO LANG PALA FOR HIM ANG KULAY NG PERA... Bakit hanggang ngayon di niya pa ako binayaran sa aso na yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/763/2242/200/DSC01331.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/763/2242/200/DSC01331.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Second, kahit nakikita ko namakapal ang pera na hawak ng kapatid, ENVY or JEALOUSY never ever popped into my my mind... I know pinaghirapan ng kapatid ko yun sa company ng Dad ko... Alam ko malaki ang pakinabang ng Daddy ko sa kapatid ko. Kung anung meron ng kapatid ko, I'm happy for him. Bigyan niya ako or hindi, it doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember... If I am not mistaken April 19 this year... While we are at Pansol Laguna... Around 3:30 am I saw him talking to some women sa may comfort room... Then he blocked my way may be because he thought that I might confront the women and asked them why my Dad's talking to them... My Dad suddenly grabbed me by the arm ang gave me the tightest embrace ever... He whispered to me these words... " 'nak kapag nabenta ko yung Pajero natin, promise ko sa'yo - bibigyan kita ng 50,000..." I remember, I told him "No. I don't need that... Usapang lasing 'to, I know bukas nakalimutan mo na 'to" He told me, "Hindi, 'nak... pangako yan... Tapos, hintayin mo mabenta yung lupa natin sa Paco, bibigyan kita ng kalahating million, kaya lang baka ubusin mo na naman agad..." Simple lang sinagot ko sa kanya, "Yung huli mong binigay napunta sa pagpapagawa ko ng Barbershop, tapos yung iba pinaayos ko yung kwarto..." Sabi lang niya, "Oo nga pala no! Basta kapag nabents yung Pajero, wait ka lang..." Those was his last words for me... But right deep in my heart, I never expect... I know I might get hurt in return, mas masakit yung ganun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I think a week ago, I was at my Dad's place nung mabenta yung Pajero. I was sitting next to him on the couch when he counted some bills from his pocket and gave it to my brother... But since I was in their middle, I grabbed the money... Sabi ko lang, pahawak naman... I count the money... Uy, 25k!!!" Then I gave it to my brother... No heart feelings, I know right then and there wala akong matatanggap from him... So we went home... I went hope empty-handed... It's fine with me... Okay lang naman lagi sa'kin eh... I am the type of person who doesn't know how to demand... Hindi ako mapag-hanap... Hindi din ako reklamador...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night, while I was having a cigarette after our late dinner, I was doing some thinkings... I was talking to my brother's wife, Karen... Here's what I thought... Pare-pareho naman pala ang kulay ng pera di ba? Sana nung nabenta niya yung Pajero ano ba namang inabutan niya ko ng pera na kulay UBE (100) or yung kulay PULA (50) or yung kulay ORANGE (20) or worst kahit sampung piso lang... Pare-pareho lang naman pala kulay ng pera eh... Gustong gusto kong umiyak... Di ko na kaya lahat ng sinabi niya... Ginatungan pa daw ni Mannique (his other woman) na "Tuta lang lang naman yun... Para tuta lang, bakit kailangan pang bayaran?" First, when I asked my brother to bring the puppies at his place... Di ko naman sinabi sa kapatid ko na kunin nya yung bayad para sa mga aso... Di ako naningil... I did not even text him, telling him na anjan na yung mga tuta pakipadala na lang kay RJ yung bayad! Wala yung ganung salita... Sobrang sakit! Parang dinudurog ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? I have a lot in mind right now... There has been a lot of sacrifices on my side that I did for him... I did not have any side comments or what-so-ever... I kept quiet for a long time. I was 5 years old when he left our family... My Mom gave birth to my brother, 1984 when he started doing stuffs like that. Nagkaroon ako ng dalwang kapatid all on my father's side... The first one was Nica, my Dad doesn't know that I was secretly meeting the child and his Mom. i treated them out... Watched movies, ate out (Eastwood) and bought a lot of clothes and books for her... I know kasi kapatid ko sya. So I think - I have to do what all Ate's have to do for their younger sister... Before pa magdecide ang Dad ko na ipakilala sa kin yung bata, di niya alam, I am acquainted with them na... I've never been an "evil sister" I have never been mean. Instead minahal ko yung bata, even her Mom, Mannique... All of those, I am doing it not to get a good attitude or personality for others... I am not coming in clean for them... I am doing it for my Dad coz HIS HAPPINESS means A LOT TO ME...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a child there are only 2 dreams I want to pursue... It's either to become a DOCTOR or a FLIGHT STEWARDEES... I graduated Bachelor of Science major in Psychology at Far Eastern University, Year 2000. I decided to take a break for a sem... October, I went back at my Dad's place and told him that I made up my mind, and I want to continue and take Medicine... He refused to. Gastos lang daw yun! Masakit! Ang dami niyang pera, it was his dream din naman for me... It has always been his reponsibility as father to provide things for his children. Pero lahat ng responsibilidad niya like sending me to school and napagraduate niya ako, lagi na lang niyang sinusumbat sa akin... Alam ko malaki ang utang na loob ko sa kanya, but it's his responsibility, it's his obligation as a father. So I end up frustrating... Ang yaman niya, I was never the type of daughter who gets what I want... I was never spoiled... I have never been a Daddy's Girl... So, I started up a small business... A playstation House... Then I sell Facial and Beauty Soaps, Longganizas, Loads and other stuffs... Got my first 100k on my savings account Year 2004... Bought my first cellphone when I was in college with my own money... Ngayon naka N70 na ako and not a single centavo came from him. Lahat, sariling sikip! I strived hard to get what I want in my life. To pamper myself. To give myself the things that I long waited for my Dad to give me - but he did not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad made me stronger... From him I learned to hide what my real feeling are... I always have to smile and laugh on things eventhough it hurts... Ayaw na ayaw niya ng umiiyak kapag pinagsasabihan niya, so that's what I did... I learned to answer his accusations and different stuffs that we always argue with... Minsan nga pakiramdam ko... MANHID na ako... Kasi paulit-ulit lang naman yung nangyayari sa amin... Parang sirang plaka... But what I heard last night - that's what HIT me straight from the heart... Di ko na kaya! I swear... All my life, I wanted him to be proud of me... For him to be happy, pero lahat ng ginagawa ko, kulang para sa kanya... He don't know how to appreciate things... He doesn't know how to show love for the people who truly loves him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this blog, I was able to release all my pent up emotions... Sukdulan na... I can't take this anymore... I know he will never ever change... I just hope wag na nya hayaan na may mawala na malapit sa kanya just for him to realize things and do good for others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's me Mats signing off... till my next update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my fellow VHs, I am missing you much... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics attached:&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;&gt;&gt; 1st, New Year 2005&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;&gt;&gt; 2nd, My brother and my cousin's Bday August 2005&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;&gt;&gt; 3rd, my Dad with Viobeth (with a son, Ravio)&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/763/2242/200/dad%20&amp;amp;%20mannique.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4th, my Dad with Mannique (Nica's Mom)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/763/2242/200/DSC01412.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5th, Me, my brother RJ and Nica &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/763/2242/200/Image(587).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6th, Me and Ravio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114735831519892595?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114735831519892595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114735831519892595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114735831519892595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114735831519892595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/05/day-ninety-six-maristel-blogs-must.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114742105970590678</id><published>2006-05-11T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:24:01.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adrian celebrates 19th birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/06/86/3866860/7152584117320m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="191" alt="" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/06/86/3866860/7152584117320m.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HaPpY BiRtHdAy! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114742105970590678?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114742105970590678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114742105970590678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114742105970590678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114742105970590678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/05/adrian-celebrates-19th-birthday-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114723189228799289</id><published>2006-05-08T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:53.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY NINETY-THREE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adrian completes Special Task&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To be eligible for the title PBBFG2 Big Winner, finalist Adrian who came in the vhouse as a replacement, has to win atleast 1 immunity challenge. *However, the last Immunity Challenge, "Guess which Teen Housemate/s will get the Highest Nomination Points", was cancelled due to Aldred's voluntary exit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBK gave Adrian a Special Task: to show a picture of him and his "sunshine" and give the story behind that picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuya, a pic iv'e chosen of me and my sunshine is the primary photo of this account. The one with the caption "me and my lola" and here's the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/06/86/3866860/27856124464571m.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 334px" height="388" alt="" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/06/86/3866860/27856124464571m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me and my sunshine were at Robinsons when I took that pic... It was when she was shopping for jeans and I was playing with her phone (yes, I actually go with her whenever she shops. Guys don't usually do that di ba? It's really boring though. hehehe)... That's my favorite pic of the both of us because that's the only pic of us where I looked good. hehehe unfortunately, that's her least favorite pic of ours coz she said she didn't look good coz it was candid and she said she looked like a lola... Hence the caption "me and my lola".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and bbk, ***** pala ung name ng girlfriend ko... just dont post it. atin2x lng to. but puede mo rin i tell sa other vhs basta wag mo lang i post coz she dosen't know about this PBBFG thing and I'm just gonna tell her after the game. I don't want her seeing her name all over the blog. Hope u understand... THanx... Hey, missed u a little whyl there...were u BZ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sayang noh, if aldred din't quit, I would have won the immunity last week. Anyways, bbk, birthday ko ngayong Thursday. Regalo naman jan! hehehe:-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114723189228799289?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114723189228799289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114723189228799289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114723189228799289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114723189228799289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/05/day-ninety-three-adrian-completes.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114735764834602722</id><published>2006-05-08T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:24:00.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paolo blogs:&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; PBBFG2 Big Four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am glad and proud to be on PBBFG2's Big Four and cyempre sad din dahil malapit na matapos yung game...sana tumagal pa..pero ok lng kasi i met a lot of wonderful people.Here is what I think about the Big Four:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v136/ilovejade/Paolo%20Miguel/PBBFG2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v136/ilovejade/Paolo%20Miguel/PBBFG2B4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrian-i think he deserves to be here..kahit minsan lng cya mag-internet nagagawa pa rin nya na mag-update at mag paramdam khit minsan lng hindi tulad ko na laging busy...malapit na kasi graduation ko ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Kathryn-i'm glad that my ate is here with me sa big4...i am glad that i met a new ate..and whoever wins doesn't really matter anymore...i love all of them at I am thankful nakilala ko sila lahat. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Maristel-wow...am i surprised na nndto cya sa big4...she is the most active saamin at laging may update...sobrang sipag din magtxt..kaya love n love ko 2...i hope we could talk soon ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Ex-VHs who made this game really really exciting and worth-going-online for...thanks for coming into my life...i love you all sooooo much...for me: win or lose... it doesn't matter anymore...alam ko panalo na ako dahil i have met a lot of wonderful people..and that includes BBK ;) Let's Have A Happy Few More Days Inside The House... :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114735764834602722?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114735764834602722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114735764834602722&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114735764834602722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114735764834602722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/05/paolo-blogs-pbbfg2-big-four-i-am-glad.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114723330200426927</id><published>2006-05-07T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:24:00.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;DAY NINETY-TWO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kathryn's Ultimate Summer Outing Experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/62/78/2618726/27839885956371l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/62/78/2618726/27839885956371l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday night, April 28, 2006:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm supposed to be nursing my patients. Unfortunately, I was down with colds. I had to call the unit to tell them that I can't make it to duty. After a looong process, they let me go. My co-staff volunteered to cover for me by going on a 16-hour duty. Thanks, Ma'am Raiz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my in-laws found out about it, they immediately decided that we'll be leaving for Ilocos at 3am the following day! Whew! So much for a poor nurse who's ill, huh? So my hubby and I headed to bed at around 10pm and went to sleep... after watching FRIENDS! Hihi, my co-addicts, I've just finish Season 6! How's that! After a lightyear, I finally did finish it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday morning, April 29, 2006:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cellphone alarm went off. It was time to get up and ready ourselves for the long journey to the North. So, after 5 minutes of hesitating, we pulled ourselves out of bed and went straight to the bathroom. Good thing we've already packed our things the night before. It saved us from the last-minute rush, which I really hate! I don't like the feeling of being in a hurry, lacking the time you need to finish what you're doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 4am, off we went to start the 14-hour road trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Stop: Agoo Church-A magnificent church with so much story to tell. We stayed there for atleast 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Stop: San Fernando, La Union-We got there at about 12pm, just in time for lunch. We got our stomachs filled at Midtown Restaurant. They served good Ilocano pinakbet (pronounced as pi-nak-but! hihi...). Even if my "bilas" was already craving for the famous 'bagnet' of the North, unfortunately, they don't serve it at Midtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After consuming the sumptuous meal, we went off again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third Stop: Sta. Maria Church-A world heritage site situated at the top of a boondock. It had a long stone stairway for the parishioners. The structure showed evidence of long existence, which demanded respect and admiration. Too bad, either by lack of budget or simply by not paying attention to preserving it, the interiors seem to have lost it's once magnificent appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our merienda outside the church. Thank God we brought just enough food for the already 10-hour trip. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/62/78/2618726/27674680145857l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/62/78/2618726/27674680145857l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, at around 5pm, we got to Vigan. And, as if to relieve us from exhaustion, we were greeted by friendly faces as we got into the main road. A throng of people was there watching the local Binatbatan Festival. That day was the kick-off of the week-long celebration of the town fiesta. We enjoyed seeing the local dance performed by a number of youth groups while chanting "Viva, Vigan!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing the parade, we headed our way to Padernal's ancestral house, our official resthouse for the next 2 days. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After unloading our things, we wen tout again, eager to see what becomed of Vigan at night. It was still full of life, with all those calesas around, P100/ride. Since it was already dinner time, we decided to literally dine out at Cafe Leona, a well-known restaurant in town. Finally, we got to taste the bagnet. It was no different from lechong kawali except that it was crunchier and is partnered with kamatis-with-bagoong isda. After dinner, we had our calesa tour around the city center. The cool breeze was relaxing, plus the amazing site!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To finally give our tired body a rest, we headed our way home at about 9pm. After a refreshing shower, I laid to bed and waited for my hubby who was having a 'basi' (local beer) with his brother-in-law. 10pm, we're already sound asleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday, April 30, 2006:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got up at 5am to prepare for the much-awaited Pagudpud trip! After bathing and eating breakfast, off we go with much anticipation. It was, I guess, the core of the outing since it's summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Stop: Balayti Ili, Batac, Ilocos Norte-Home of the Marcoses. We got there at around 7am so the museum was still closed to visitors. We had to temporarily go and see other tourist spots while waiting for the opening hour of Balayti Ili.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/62/78/2618726/27671090924780l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/62/78/2618726/27671090924780l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Second Stop: Paoay Church-This magnificent structure has proven itself worthy to be recognized as yet another World Heritage Site. Its humongous facade is a symbol of the richness of Christian culture in the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the picture-taking, we went back to Balayti Ili where, for the first time, I saw the wax of former President and tyran, Ferdinand Marcos. The house felt eerie. It smelled of an old rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't stay long there. After buying some kalamay and chichacorn, we went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third Stop: Bangui Church-It housed the miraculous Black Nazareth which was said to be found floating in a river/sea. We arrived there just in time for the mass. unfortunately, I only wore tank top and shorts (usual beach outfit) so I just stayed outside. my hubby was there to accompany me. We just ate the time off by visiting the Black Nazareth's site and circumferencing the church. As the first 2 churches we saw, it was also old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the mass, we drove off again and stopped by the Bangui town market to buy some food to eat at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Destination: Saud, Pagudpud-After an unsuccessful canvass of a resort, we went to 3 but they offered no vacant cottage, we finally arrived at Saud Beach Resort, one of the most expensive resorts. We thought it deserved to price high because of it's natural beauty. With numerous coconut trees inside of its compound, it welcomed is warmly, and summerly. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cottage that they assigned to us though is already occupied by nomads so we had to find a vacant one. After settling ourselves, we had a good lunch and rested for a while. And then we plunged into the virgin beach. We took pictures. We bought souvenirs from roving locals. I saw two men doing henna tattooes. And because I haven't tried it before, I asked them to do one on the left side of my back. I chose a yin-yang design among those vast collection of theirs. And it was nicely done. 'Course, I had it taken a picture. But then I wasn't able to&lt;br /&gt;let it air-dry for two hours as they told me. My hubby invited me to try snorkelin'. At first I was hesitant. I've always loved the sight of a beach, but definitely not its salty taste. But then when I got the taste of snorkeling, wow! It was a lot of fun. But, unfortunately, we had to pack up shortly 'coz we didn't want to leave the place late. Actually, much of the people have abandoned the place already, not wanting to drive off while the night is deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, being hungry tourists as we were, we had our sidetrip again in another tourist destination, Fort Ilocandia. It was an elegant hotel where many opulent and powerful people go to unwind and relax. After touring the place, we went back to Vigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third and final day, Monday, May 1, 2006:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Our 2 short days are over. After going back to the plaza to buy pasalubongs, we headed our way home, to Pasig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10pm, we're finally home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we're back on earth. Back to reality. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114723330200426927?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114723330200426927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114723330200426927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114723330200426927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114723330200426927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/05/day-ninety-two-kathryns-ultimate.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114705728262736270</id><published>2006-05-06T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:52.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY NINETY-ONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;PBBFG1 Big Winner and PBBFG2 ex-VH: Up Close and Personal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/neilheidee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/320/neilheidee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;In this world of technology, it's now possible to meet people and gain friends without actually "meeting" them the usual way, which is seeing them in person. Hence, in a world where chatmates and textmates abound, it became necessary to coin a term to refer to the moment when these virtual friends would finally meet in the true sense of the word, that is, to see each other eye to eye. Thus, the term "eyeball" (short term: eb) was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm usually not inclined towards eyeballs. I have had plenty of textmates in the past and whenever they'd ask to meet in person I usually invent some reason for not going. Maybe it's because I've been brought up not to trust strangers. But when Neil, my most recent and constant textmate, said last Wednesday that he was in the metro for a few days and asked if we could hang out Thursday, for some reason I said yes without a second thought. Maybe because somehow, Neil no longer feels like a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We first met, virtually, through pinoy big brother fantasy game. He was the season 1 big winner, I was going to be the season 2 first evictee. He started the ball rolling when he messaged me good luck on friendster, and mentioned something to catch my attention -- Alavar's sauce, which is a specialty from my hometown. I replied with a lengthy message, and vice versa, several times. Then a week or so later, he texted me. That first night we exchanged around 30 messages, the most messages I had ever texted anyone lately. And we have been constant texters eversince.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next stage in our friendship happened on Wednesday night as well, when he called me, and we heard each other's voices, for the first time. We both remarked that our voices were not what we had been imagining, then went on to chat for about an hour, agreeing where to meet the next day. We also discovered that our birthdays were opposites - his is July 9, and I, September 7. 7/9 and 9/7. Cool! He said this must be why we're like carrots and peas. He insisted on being the carrot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I wore walking shoes in lieu of my usual sandals, even though they are frowned upon in the office. All because Neil said he was gonna tour me through UP Diliman, where he was staying for a competition relating to Biology or Chemistry or both. Don't ask please! Kurso palang ni Neil dumudugo na ang ilong ko. He was acting as an adviser for a student, he having just graduated from his masterals in UP Los Baños last month. Anyway, we met in Powerbooks Greenbelt, where he was going to pick me up so we could go to UPD. I've been there only once or maybe twice before, so I'm not really familiar with the place. We rode the MRT to Quezon Avenue station, then rode a jeep to UPD. It was dark, so there really wasn't much to see, but Neil did his best by pointing out important buildings and stuff (like sunflowers) and explaining their names and history. Wow. I got myself a tour guide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner in Chateau Verde, a cozy place with sort of a fine dining setup which is located within the school campus. We had some shrimp mango salad, chicken anne (which is like chicken cordon bleau) and pork ribs. Neil, who is a foodie and quite a cook himself, apparently likes to review food, so he had us both giving our opinion of the food. We agreed that though the food was delicious, it wasn't so extraordinary that we would go out of our way just to taste it again. Then he asked if I like desserts, and when I said yes, he proposed that we take a fried ice cream here, then transfer to another place inside the campus for another dessert. Ooookay. Let's try. So we shared one fried ice cream. Yes, a pretty unusual dessert. It's real ice cream coated in batter then fried. No, the ice cream is not melted, and the batter is crisp and warm as well. Neil liked the combined taste of the ice cream, batter and caramel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the place, tummies bulging, and rode a jeep to the next one. UPD is so huge that my own school is probably just a tenth of it. The next stop was Chocolate Kiss Cafe. It had a very cozy atmosphere, complete with red and black theme. We sat at a table right next to the organ and violin duo. Unfortunately they were about to close, and the waiter told us there were a few desserts left. We settled for a slice of blueberry cheesecake. But it was so cute, because it had real blueberries! I've never had some before. I also had a glass of iced tea, which was also so cute because it was served with real calamansi and a tiny jug of syrup on the side. While sipping, I hummed along to the strains of "Phantom of the Opera," which just happens to be one of my favorites. Wow, I love this place! Too bad we could only stay for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night wasn't over yet, and we rode another jeep out of the campus, then later a bus to Cubao. We walked to Gateway Mall, which is the newest and most beautiful mall in Cubao (I think). I've been there perhaps only a couple of times before (my balwarte is just Manila and Makati). We walked into the atrium at my insistence. I heard that the atrium alone cost millions already. But it had such pretty palm trees in there and the view of the dome is amazing. I also gushed about the external landscape, like Greenbelt, only this one is outside. Then we went to Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf. My first time, I confessed to him. I'm usually a Starbucks or Seattle's girl. We had slushes and stayed till midnight. From there we both rode taxis (we were both afraid of buses because of their reputation for hold ups) and parted ways. But not for good. We're still in touch, and someday, who knows, we may push through with the plan of backpacking through Luzon! Now that ought to be one heck of an adventure huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114705728262736270?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114705728262736270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114705728262736270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114705728262736270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114705728262736270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/05/day-ninety-one-pbbfg1-big-winner-and.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114705825324481489</id><published>2006-05-06T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:53.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adrian answers Random Questions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood: crappy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Can you tap dance? - yes... not well tho'.&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you own a pair of see-thru underwear? - no&lt;br /&gt;3. What color is the sky today? - navy blue&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you own a classic brown teddy bear? - yes&lt;br /&gt;5. Is your favorite holiday christmas? - yes&lt;br /&gt;6. Is there a candle by you? - no&lt;br /&gt;7. If you had an iPOD mini, what color would you have? - red&lt;br /&gt;8. What song are you listening to? - still - brian mcknight&lt;br /&gt;9. Is it your favorite song? - nbo&lt;br /&gt;10. How many myspaces have you had? - 1 for me, 1 for my band&lt;br /&gt;11. Have you ever made a friendster survey? - No&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you wearing any jewlery? - no&lt;br /&gt;13. Where does your grandpa live? - 3 blocks from our place&lt;br /&gt;14. Are you an angry drunk? - no, i just sleep&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you prefer pen or pencil? - pen&lt;br /&gt;16. Are you wearing deodorant? - yes 17. Ever been in an earthquake? - yes, nagearthquake kahapon, 8 secs. nasa SM ako&lt;br /&gt;18. Is your birthday this month? - yes! next week!&lt;br /&gt;19. Do guys suck? - Imma guy!!! HELL NO!&lt;br /&gt;20. Are you afraid of the dentist? - no&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you know exactly what car you want? - no&lt;br /&gt;22. Have you ever bought something from ebay? - No&lt;br /&gt;23. Ever seen "boy meets world"? - No&lt;br /&gt;24. Own a locket? - No&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you share a locker? - yes, 4 of us.&lt;br /&gt;26. Ever dissected anything? - frog and cat&lt;br /&gt;27. Ever had a referral? - Yes&lt;br /&gt;28. Still play with legos? - no&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you know when easter is? - yes&lt;br /&gt;31. Last time you wrote a note? - kanina&lt;br /&gt;32. Ever been on a cruise? - No&lt;br /&gt;33. Ever gotten pregnant by someone on a cruise? - me!!! pregnant?&lt;br /&gt;34. Dyed your hair? - nope&lt;br /&gt;35. Like your handwriting? - NO!&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you eat? - duh!&lt;br /&gt;37. Are you wearing lotion? - no. rarely&lt;br /&gt;38. Last time you talked on the phone? - kanina&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you know Victoria's Secret? - where's that?&lt;br /&gt;40. Are you nice? - VERY...&lt;br /&gt;41. Ever been in love? - If i say no, would you believe me?&lt;br /&gt;42. What were you last halloween? - Alfonso&lt;br /&gt;43. Ever met a midget? - yes&lt;br /&gt;44. Ever been to Cuba? - no&lt;br /&gt;45. Ever cut yourself shaving? - yes&lt;br /&gt;46. Ever owned an exotic pet? - yes, bayawak&lt;br /&gt;47. Is it your birthday? - next week pa nga!&lt;br /&gt;48. Is it someone else's birthday? - that's for sure&lt;br /&gt;49. Had a good day? - kinda&lt;br /&gt;50. How long did this take you? - huh? not long...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114705825324481489?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114705825324481489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114705825324481489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114705825324481489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114705825324481489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/05/adrian-answers-random-questions.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114682633000640973</id><published>2006-05-04T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:52.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;DAY EIGHTY-NINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Heidee voluntarily exits for Kathryn; Kathryn completes BigFour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sidecomments.blogs.friendster.com/photos/narcissism/pink.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 373px" alt="" src="http://sidecomments.blogs.friendster.com/photos/narcissism/pink.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heidee wrote BBK in the PBBFG Forum:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hi kuya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no need na po magvote ung vhs. ako na po ang aalis. kasi po mas deserving naman po si kath na maging part ng big four kaysa sakin. kaya nga sya ang binigyan ko ng to-save point ko sa last voting eh. ;D and like i told neil na rin dati, i don't think ideserve to be in the big four. kaya give way na po ako kay kath. ;D maraming salamat, kuya, dahil binigyan nyo ako ng chance na maging bahagi ng vahay, not just once, but twice. i've learned a lot and i've gained some friends din. kaya super super salamat po sa inyo. hanga ako sa laki ng effort na binubuhos mo dito. ang hirap na nga maging vh, what more maging bbk? kaya i wanna congratulate u, kasi kayo po ang tunay na big winner. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byers! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the ShoutBox:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;kathryn&lt;/span&gt;: please don't quit. i'm long been ready to get evicted. there's no need for you to give way pa. please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;kathryn&lt;/span&gt;: *i've long been ready to get evicted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;kathryn&lt;/span&gt;: pao, sorry di na ko nakabalik kanina. chat ulit tayo sa off ko. tomorrow sa marikina ako uwi so di ako makakapag-OL. thanks a lot again.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;heidz&lt;/span&gt;: kath, it's ok naman e. no hard feelings. it's my turn to go. it was my turn to go a long time ago, and pasalamat na nga ako at bnigyan ako ng extension. but sumobra na ang extension. hanggang dito na lang ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;heidz&lt;/span&gt;: u deserve it naman tlga, eh. sabi ko nga nong nagvote ako, na si adrian vinote ko kase among the four of you, sya ang least deserving masama sa big 4. and then i voted to save u and ironically enough, that vote DID save u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;heidz&lt;/span&gt;: it saved u tlga kase if i hadnt voted to save u ikaw na sana ang natanggal. i always believe that everything happens 4 a reason. why of all ppl would i choose to save the one person who would get tied against me for evictee? kc i was meant to save u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(From PBBFG Forum) &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Heidee&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; kath, it's ok naman e. no hard feelings. it's my turn to go. it was my turn to go a long time ago, and pasalamat na nga ako at bnigyan ako ng extension. but sumobra na ang extension. hanggang dito na lang ako. u deserve it naman tlga, eh. sabi ko nga nong nagvote ako, na si adrian vinote ko kase among the four of you, sya ang least deserving masama sa big 4. and then i voted to save u and ironically enough, that vote DID save u. if i hadnt voted to save u ikaw na sana ang natanggal. i always believe that everything happens 4 a reason. why of all ppl would i choose to save the one person who would get tied against me for evictee by my doing so? kc i was meant to save u. realizing this, i decided na ituloy-tuloy na to. kaya i'm volunteering to go out. NO HARD FEELINGS ok. congrats to the big four! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114682633000640973?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114682633000640973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114682633000640973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114682633000640973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114682633000640973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/05/day-eighty-nine-heidee-voluntarily.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114663797839319470</id><published>2006-05-03T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:51.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;DAY EIGHTY-EIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face-off: Heidee and Kathryn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/62/78/2618726/27672207760152m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 151px" height="141" alt="" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/62/78/2618726/27672207760152m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/87/45/3675478/2678874704547m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 152px" height="169" alt="" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/87/45/3675478/2678874704547m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Heidee&lt;/span&gt;, the Makati-based payment analyst from Zamboanga City and &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Kathryn&lt;/span&gt;, the registered &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nurse from Marikina City, both 23 years old, will battle for the final BigFour slot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All first 3 finalists namely Maristel, Adrian and Paolo will choose between the returnee and the penalty queen. Whoever gets the higher vote to stay in the game takes the fourth BigFour slot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114663797839319470?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114663797839319470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114663797839319470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114663797839319470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114663797839319470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/05/day-eighty-eight-face-off-heidee-and.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114663412413122017</id><published>2006-05-03T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:48.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;What?!? - Kathryn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BBK, nagkakamali po yata kayo. nag-nominate po ako nung friday. the night before kami umalis papuntang ilocos. i made it a point to nominate kasi nga alam kong may penalty. sure ba kayong wala kayong na-receive?! si heidee ang to-evict ko tapos si adrian ang to-save ko. PICTBRIDGE pa nga 'yung codename ko e. shacks! anu ba yan?! =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114663412413122017?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114663412413122017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114663412413122017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114663412413122017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114663412413122017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-kathryn-bbk-nagkakamali-po-yata.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114663455166135406</id><published>2006-05-02T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:48.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;DAY EIGHTY-SEVEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maristel blogs: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;gOt myself a new swim wear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/763/2242/320/02052006402.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/763/2242/320/02052006402.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Wow! For the first time! The blog that I just made was deleted!!! Now, how am I going to start over again... I've been sick for the past few days... Had this major hyperacidity that I really can't take and my doctor advised me to take Prevacid 30mg for 7days... Been through a lot lately....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been busy for the past few weeks too. We had 3 big events last Saturday... A convention @ Westin Philippine Plaza who PGMA was the guest speaker. We had a wedding @ Peninsula Hotel... We had a 50th Wedding Anniversary at Oriental Gardens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been sick... Recuperate, but still been a SHRINK to a lot of people. There was cousin Bryan who was having problems with his minor wife. His petition papers from the U.S. already arrived and he's scheduled for a medical anytime. He's having problems on how he's gonna convince his wife and his wife's mother to sign as the petitioner for the anullment of their marriage... Also been a shrink to Nadine Bosch, my cousin Archie's girlfriend. They've been having problems lately. I am really willing to give them a helping hand. I don't want their relationship go a stray... Also been a shrink to my cousin Bea who was still in pain with his ex boyfriend AJ... See, eventhough I'm sick, still, I get to help other people... I hope at least by little means I helped them with their probs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I can't wait for our one day vacation at Nasugbu, Batangas. It's all expense by Theresa Linzo. A lesbian friend of my cousin Bane. It's a post celbration of her debut. It's her treat for us. My cousin Bane keeps on teasing Theresa to me.. I dunno why... Pati tuloy yung gilfriend niya, jealous na daw... Anyway, al old friend of mine who happens to be married for two years now, is asking me if he can court me... Wow!!! I don't know what to say! If he isn't married and doesn't have a family, why not? He's sweet and thoughtful... But that's a big problem! See, now I'm telling you... I'm a relationship wrecker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Adrian, I remember you once texted me, that you might be the next evictee... Well you're definitely wrong! You made it to the BIG FOUR! I'm happy for you. Anyway, I miss our little chit-chats sa texts... How're you and your SunsHine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Paolo, what happened to you... For the past two days, I'm getting online but you're not there... I always buzzed you, pero wala... I know you're so sad with Kellie Pickler being eliminated in American Idol... Wag ka mag alala! You made it naman sa BIG FOUR!!! Anyway, I miss you Pao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Kath, I'm so sorry... Alam ko ang dami ko ng atraso sa'yo... Don't worry, when I come back from Batangas, I'll give you the info's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Heidee, it's been real fun sharing little beauty stuffs with you! Hope to hear from you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Kath and Heidee... Whoever leaves or stay at the house... I'm happy for you... Kung sino man yung aalis sa vHouse ni Big Bad Kuya... I'll be treasuring a lot of memories forever... Whoever leaves, I never regret given the chance to know you... Whoever stay, I hope we will all stay stronger! Whatever happens, after this season, we will be friends forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for two consecutive days, I busied myself shopping... Till I saw this beautiful fuschia crocheted two-piece and I can't wait to wear it! As if!!! The guts naman!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'll keep you posted soon... Miss you all guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114663455166135406?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114663455166135406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114663455166135406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114663455166135406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114663455166135406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/05/day-eighty-seven-maristel-blogs-got.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114663551933530341</id><published>2006-05-01T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:50.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;DAY EIGHTY-SIX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Heidee blogs: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Pain at the Possibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the topics that cropped up when Gay and Maya and I were hanging out in Starmart yesterday dawn was Ronald’s possibility of being seconded to New York for 6 months. If approved, he would be working there for Ernst &amp; Young and would be far away from us for half a year. Gay moaned that she would definitely miss him badly when that happens. We agreed, and then it was as though a dam had broken open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;" &gt;I said that when Maya told me of her plan to work in Cebu before, that whenever Chu complained about Manila and said he wanted to go back to Zamboanga and when Ronald asked my opinion regarding which US job offer he should accept, I felt a stab in my heart each time. It pained me to think that they would leave. We all admitted that we each thought about the future day when we housemates would have to go our separate ways, and such thoughts evoke a pang of sadness. Aww. When thinking about it makes us this sad, how much more when it actually happens? The picture brings tears to my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1260/968/320/IMG_0312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1260/968/320/IMG_0312.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;" &gt;I have grown to love these guys so much. They are my family here in Makati. We have gone closer than we were since we first moved in over a year ago. The clincher moment was when I saw Zenie rub her bare belly infront of Nald, complaining about her bilbils. I told them, “A year ago you would never have been able to do that infront of Nald.” She agreed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;" &gt;But it’s the fact of life that nothing lasts forever. Goodbyes have to be said and we just have to deal with that. Rather than dread that day’s arrival, I will enjoy and cherish my remaining time with my housemates. For if the person goes, the memories don’t. And it’s the memories that will keep them with me forever, no matter where they are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114663551933530341?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114663551933530341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114663551933530341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114663551933530341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114663551933530341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/05/day-eighty-six-heidee-blogs-pain-at.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114663522886850058</id><published>2006-05-01T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:49.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;Heidee blogs: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mall Rat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Last Friday night I was back at the mall after what must have been a month. My office friend Yen had invited me to watch a movie with her. I passed by the gym first where Maya and I worked our angst off at the treadmills and stair climbers. Then I invited her to the movie with Yen and me. We walked all the way to Greenbelt, bought tickets, and played a bit at Timezone before we met up with Yen and watched the movie “The Wild.” It’s your typical hilarious cartoon with talking animals in it. The digital effects were much more advanced, though. Like 3d. At the opening scene I wanted to hug Ryan the lion cub because he looked so soft and furry, almost real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;The next day I was back at the mall again, with an agenda in mind. Of course, like the typical girl that I am, I got sidetracked and ended up buying 7 pocketbooks on sale in Goodwill Bookstore, at P20.00 each. Since my mom gave away my mini library, I have to start all over again. I was also able to buy my agenda –- Burt’s Bees lip balm from Beauty Bar and Phillips earphones from Abenson. Nivea is making my lips chap that’s why I switched. Burt’s is definitely better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;At night, Gay, Zenie, Zenie’s mom and Zenie’s sister and I went to Dampa. We had buttered shrimps, baked tahong, sinigang na bangus, ensaladang mangga and calamares. Zenie’s mom is pretty cool. We ended up telling her about the interesting tidbits in the house… which housemates used to have crushes on present housemates, which girlfriends of our housemates we like and don’t. In the end she said in her wise motherly way, “I think may magkakatuluyan sa inyo.” Interesting. I wonder who would be the Monica and Chandler of our bunch? You can rule me out as the Monica, because when I told Zen’s mom that I had been single for over four years, she hit the panic button. “You had better find a boyfriend soon or else you’ll get used to the single life and never want to settle down.” Too late, mum! I’m already in that mode! Honestly, I don’t ever wanna hook up with anyone. He’ll just wreck the completed orderliness of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1260/968/320/starmart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1260/968/320/starmart.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Later that night we were in the sala cursing the damn humidity. Reggie suggested going to Starbucks, but since it was close to 2am already we doubted that it would be open, so we said why not Starmart? Reggie said it was too far away. In the end, like the drawing he always is, he ended up not going with us. Maya, Gay and I left the house with our mp3 players, walkmans and pocketbooks in hand. Once in Starmart we ordered mocha frappes and plunked down on the table near the aircon, reading and listening to our sounds while sipping. Cool bliss. An hour later we started talking, as typical girls are wont to do. We went home past 4am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;The next day, Maya and I hit the SM Megamall with a plan: find an air cooler. We can’t take the heat! But since there was a mallwide sale we got sidetracked once again and ended up buying magazines, knives and a blouse. We left for Robinsons Galleria in the afternoon, where we would also look for an air cooler as well as watch “Basic Instinct 2.” This is the only mall left showing it. There was no air cooler there, but they said they might have one in their main branch in Makati. We got the address, then rested our weary feet in Pancake House, where we also tried their strawberry shakes. It was nothing compared to Baguio’s. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;At 5pm we went inside the cinema to watch the movie. "Basic Instinct 2" is a sequel which came after fourteen years. The original was so controversial before that we who had not seen it got curious about it and settled for watching the part 2. It was a violent and seductive movie that left us confused in the end. But I guess that was the beauty of it. That and Sharon Stone’s seduction. That woman is so sexy, even at her age. Wow! How I wish I could exude that sultriness. But then again, maybe not. I couldn’t even take the stupid guy who was whistling and yelling “sexy!” when Maya and I were walking towards the bus stop, both of us wearing sleeveless blouses to battle the summer heat. And yet we’re chubby, as Chu is always to quick to remind us. Just wait when we’ve lost our excess fat. We’ll see how you’ll react then. Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114663522886850058?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114663522886850058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114663522886850058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114663522886850058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114663522886850058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/05/heidee-blogs-mall-rat-last-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114663568417540849</id><published>2006-04-30T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:50.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;DAY EIGHTY-FIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adrian blogs: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mid-Term, Proposal Defense, Gig Wahh!!! BZ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow, my sched was full tlga the whole week!!! I had my mid term exam, Nag defense pa kami sa term paper ko, at may gig pa kami pag friday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midterm: Ewan If pasado ba ako nun, I really don't care... Basta pinagaralan ko tlga un...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Term Paper: for the whole week, doon ako na2log sa bahay ng groupmate ko sa Thesis which is about the level of awareness and degree of nvolvement on smoking sa Nursing students sa school ko. Tig-3 hours lang 2log namin coz of research...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gig: naku! may gig pa kami pag friday. Y101 event. at least 4 songs lang perform namin at hindi whole set. Di na nga kami nakapag reherse ng maayos kasi bz kami lahat. At least ok naman ung performance kasi sanay na kami sa 4 songs na un.(Dance intro, free&lt;--alkaline orig, so sick, run it, gyrate/game called flirting/we gonna do this all night&lt;-- alkaline origs) My sunshine was busy rin... pero nasa Danao City kami ngayon nagbabakasyon. Overnyt kami di2 tapos beach nanaman kami bukas.:-) yey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114663568417540849?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114663568417540849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114663568417540849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114663568417540849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114663568417540849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-eighty-five-adrian-blogs-mid-term.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114655785257423329</id><published>2006-04-30T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:47.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heidee and Kathryn ties; Adrian and Paolo take the 2 Big Four slots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heidee +4 + 0 = +4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kathryn +5 + -1 = +4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrian +4 + -1 = +3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paolo 0 + -2 =-2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SPRIKITIK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to evict: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ADRIAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i think mas deserving na masamasa big four ung iba kaysa kanya. i have nothingagainst him. to save: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;KATHRYN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. gusto ko lang sya isave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PAPACOLOGONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2pts. to evict: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ADRIAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, kasi he's missing a lotalthough he's trying he's trying his best. 1 pt. to save: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAOLO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, di na-save si kellie pickler,kaya ikaw save ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BILLBOARD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i want to vote out &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HEIDEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; still she seldom talks tome and she is the VH who is not that close to mebut i love her as my ate kahit na hindi cyangpapatawag na ate.i want to save &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ADRIAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; because i think he deservesto be in the Big Four. Good Luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TRAFFIC LIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 points to evict - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HEIDEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, because di kamimasyadong close, and because 3 nlng mapipilian koand among the 3, cya ung ok lang.:-( sorry. 1 point to save - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PAOLO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, well i like him even tho'tagal na kami di naguusap.&gt; Codename: Traffic Light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*KATHRYN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; failed to nominate. She gets +5 penalty points.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114655785257423329?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114655785257423329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114655785257423329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114655785257423329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114655785257423329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/heidee-and-kathryn-ties-adrian-and.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114663502946026409</id><published>2006-04-30T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:49.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;To Adrian's Sunshine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  loved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"Happy You Are Here"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(by: alkaline)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I used to think that love and everything was just a game never knowing what it means to feel true love emotions or experience the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;And every girl was just another game I need to play but I needed something better so I left them all away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Then I found someone who changed it all, You came along and made me fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;So happy you are here with me, sharing the moment intimately, showing me what love really means and what it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Took my dark and lonely days into the light, so happy you are here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I used to think that love is just the pleasure you would get, then you taught me that love is sharing what you are and you surely won't regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Damn! I never felt this special! Since this is what I never did come to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Then I found someone who changed it all, You came along and made me fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;So happy you are here with me, sharing the moment intimately, showing me what love really means and what it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Took my dark and lonely days into the light, so happy you are here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114663502946026409?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114663502946026409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114663502946026409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114663502946026409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114663502946026409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/to-adrians-sunshine-current-mood-loved.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114623466868393572</id><published>2006-04-28T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:46.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY EIGHTY-THREE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Immunity Challenge cancelled; PBBTE HM Aldred to voluntarily exit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here are VHs guesses:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adrian-&lt;/strong&gt; I think &lt;strong&gt;mikki&lt;/strong&gt; will get the highestnomination points... She's astig but her attitude maynot be hiyang to the other housemates inside... plus,sya ung least attractive so maybe i nominate cya ngmga boys... hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maristel- &lt;/strong&gt;i have this feeling that &lt;strong&gt;Clare&lt;/strong&gt; might get the mostnumber of nominations for the PBBTE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heidee-&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;OLYN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kathryn-&lt;/strong&gt; Personally, I would want &lt;strong&gt;OLYN&lt;/strong&gt; to get the mostvotes. She's tactless especially with the fightshe had with Mikki. And when asked by big brother,she said she didn't know mikki's reaction would belike that. Hello?! Ikaw ba naman, sabihan 'yungtatay mo na walang kwenta, di ka ba magagalit? Especially coming from somebody you've just metrecently. And even if she personally knows mikki'sdad, i don't think she's in the position to saythat. Anu ba?! Mikki's reaction was a VERY normalone. 'Yun lang. (Nakakagigil lang kasi 'yungginawa n'ya. 'Twas my first time to watch PBB teensince it started.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paolo:&lt;/strong&gt; i think the one who will have the most eviction points on PBBT is...&lt;strong&gt;Olyn&lt;/strong&gt;...i dont know...basta si Olyn hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114623466868393572?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114623466868393572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114623466868393572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114623466868393572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114623466868393572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-eighty-three-immunity-challenge.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114623677691581126</id><published>2006-04-28T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:47.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heidee blogs: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Drawing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last night Reggie and Maya were complaining about the sweltering summer heat. Man, it was hot, even though it was the dead of night. We started talking about the possibility of installing an airconditioner in the house. But when we realized the implications it would have on our electricity bill, we also realized that it wasn't feasible. Not yet, anyway. So Reggie suggested going to a cool place over the long weekend with Zenie and her family. At first he just wanted to rent an airconditioned hotel room in the city, until he had hatched an elaborate plan: overnight stay in Tagaytay, then the next day a trip to Enchanted Kingdom. Our reaction? "Hay nako, nagpapaniwala ka na naman kay Reggie. Eh drawing ever kaya yan! Hanggang ngayon nga di parin natin natitikman ang libre nyang ice cream sa birthday nya eh!" His birthday was June of last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where the term originated, but we've been using it eversince. Drawing means a person who lays down plans, like a sketch, and doesn't push through with them. I've realized that the word aptly sums up one of the things that could get my blood to boil. I really really hate people who get my hopes up about something, and then, at the last minute, suddenly cancels on me. Just. Like. That. I may seem like a happy camper, but I'm a human being and my temperature does soar once in a while. So if you want to steer clear of my wrath don't make me wait (patience was never my virtue), don't be a drawing, and don't mess with me when I'm sleepy or when I have a migraine or when I have PMS. The rest of the time it's basically safe to hang out with me. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114623677691581126?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114623677691581126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114623677691581126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114623677691581126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114623677691581126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/heidee-blogs-drawing-last-night-reggie.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114623508276429826</id><published>2006-04-28T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:46.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Adrian's fave Teen HM is Kim&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://teen1.pinoybigbrother.com/Portals/5/Gallery/Album/145/Kim02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand" height="350" alt="" src="http://teen1.pinoybigbrother.com/Portals/5/Gallery/Album/145/Kim02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Favorite teen housemate- Kim. Aside from the fact that she's from Cebu and that I know her coz Schoolmates kami before, she's always a natural. She's talented, and for me, she's the most attractive... Intelligent din yan! And i coz know a lot about her... Actually di kami close pero close kami ng ex nya (classmate ko ngayon)... reason kung bakit ayaw nya na ng guys... hehehe Pero she really deserves to be there inside the BBH tlga. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;photo: PBBTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114623508276429826?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114623508276429826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114623508276429826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114623508276429826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114623508276429826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/adrians-fave-teen-hm-is-kim-favorite.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114620759540629483</id><published>2006-04-28T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:44.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Immunity Challenge and 6th Nomination Updates&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 VHs have guessed the PBB Teen HM who will get the highest nomination points during the 1st Nomination Night of PBBTE*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 VHs have nominated**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Being a replacement and a returnee, Adrian and Heidee must win the Immunity Challenge before one of them could win PBBFG2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;** Maristel will participate in the 6th Nomination but she cannot be nominated since she is already one of the BigFour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114620759540629483?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114620759540629483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114620759540629483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114620759540629483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114620759540629483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/immunity-challenge-and-6th-nomination.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114622055842352388</id><published>2006-04-28T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:45.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heidee's College Days &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. ANO'NG STUDENT NUMBER MO? ~990000 (ang cute eh no? ako kasi ang 1st stude, alphabetically, ng batch namin)&lt;br /&gt;2. NAKAPASA KA BA OR WAITLISTED? :: ~pasado sa lahat ng tinake kong entrance exams, pero adzu lang ang kaya ng powers namin.&lt;br /&gt;3. PAANO MO NALAMAN ANG ENTRANCE EXAM RESULT? :: ~minail sakin ang results&lt;br /&gt;4. ANO ANG FIRST CHOICE MO NA COURSE? :: ~Accountancy&lt;br /&gt;5. SECOND CHOICE? :: ~ComSci (pero actually ito tlga 1st choice ko. parents ko kasi nagpumilit na mag-bsac ako)&lt;br /&gt;6. ANO COURSE MO NA NATAPOS? ~Accountancy&lt;br /&gt;7. NAG-SHIFT KA BA? :: ~hindi.&lt;br /&gt;8. KUNG OO, WHYYYYYYY? ~ -----&lt;br /&gt;9. NAKAPAG-DORM KA BA? ~after graduation, during review. pero not in college.&lt;br /&gt;10. PINAKAMATAAS MONG GRADE? ~99, sa english&lt;br /&gt;11. BUMAGSAK KA BA? ~hindi.&lt;br /&gt;12. LAGI KA BANG PUMAPASOK SA KLASE? ~oo, unless excused kasi may interschool&lt;br /&gt;campaign for salt or may inaasikaso for the student govt or for jpia. takot kaya ako magcut class. nerd, eh no?&lt;br /&gt;13. MAY SCHOLARSHIP KA BA? ~yup, gsis. maraming salamat sa benefactor ko!&lt;br /&gt;14. ILANG UNITS NA ANG NAIPASA MO? ~graduate na&lt;br /&gt;15. NANGARAP KA BA NA MAG- CUM LAUDE? ~yup. at natupad naman, sa awa ng diyos&lt;br /&gt;16. KELAN KA NAGTAPOS? ~2003&lt;br /&gt;17. FAVE PROF ~can't decide between sir emir españo and fr. dj delos santos&lt;br /&gt;18. WORST TEACHER: ~si ma'am baliw. alam ng blockmates ko sino yan! hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;19. FAVE SUBJECT ~english&lt;br /&gt;20. WORST SUBJECT ~rs ni fr. yatco!&lt;br /&gt;21. FAVE BUILDING: ~lrc. kasi maganda sya.&lt;br /&gt;22. PABORITONG KAINAN: ~rvy. masarap kumain ng pritong saging at isaw at siopao at isawsaw silang lahat sa bbq sauce!&lt;br /&gt;23. NONG ESTUDYANTE KA PA MAGKANO BA ANG BINABAYAD MO SA JEEP? ~4.50 nong freshman ako.&lt;br /&gt;24. LAGI KA BA SA LIBRARY? :: ~yep. tambayan un ng block namin. masarap don kasi aircon. kaya lang parating napapagalitan ng librarian sa ingay. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;25. NAGPUNTA KA BA SA CLINIC NUN : ~yep, pag inaatake ng migraine. at once whineelchair pa nila ako don galing gym kasi naghyperventilate ako sa badminton. kahiya!&lt;br /&gt;26. MAY CRUSH KA BA SA CAMPUS? : ~syempre naman! d ako abnormal.&lt;br /&gt;27. ANU-ANO ANG MGA NAGING PE MO? ~calistenics, dancing, bowling, badminton, darts, softball&lt;br /&gt;28. KAMUSTA NAMAN ANG BLOCK NYO? :: ~comment ng lahat ng teachers, masyadong tahimik at seryoso sa pag-aaral. kala lang nila yon!&lt;br /&gt;29. MEMORIZE MO BA ANG ALMA MATER SONG? ~yeah, ikaw ba naman 4x grumaduate from the same skul (kinder, elementary, hi skul, college)&lt;br /&gt;30. MEMBER KA BA NG VARSITY TEAM? :: ~hinde. nasa list of hang-ups in life ko yan.&lt;br /&gt;31. NAKA-PERFECT KA NA BA NG EXAM? :: ~yup.&lt;br /&gt;32. DITO KA BA NATUTONG UMINOM NG BEER? ~hinde. at di ko pinapangarap na matuto. yuck kaya ang lasa!&lt;br /&gt;33. MISS MO NA BA COLLEGE DAYS MO? ~oo, minsan.&lt;br /&gt;34. ANONG MASASABI MO SA KANILA? ~hay, those were the days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114622055842352388?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114622055842352388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114622055842352388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114622055842352388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114622055842352388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/heidees-college-days-1.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114621581168783698</id><published>2006-04-28T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:45.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heidee's fave Teen HM is Aldred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Favorite teen hm ko si aldred, kasi he's all around.he's cute, intelligent (valedictorian!), knows how tocook, and not a spoiled rich kid. all the qualities iwant in a guy! hahaha. too bad he was born laterthan me! hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Aldred Marc "DRED" Gatchalian&lt;br /&gt;16 years old from Pasay City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Source: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pinoybigbrother.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;www.pinoybigbrother.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pinoybigbrother.com/Portals/5/week1/aldred_animation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.pinoybigbrother.com/Portals/5/week1/aldred_animation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dred just graduated from high school at the top of his class. He can never forget the look on his parent’s faces when he stepped on stage to accept his medal. “Mahirap na masaya maging valedictorian. Pero nang makita ko ang tuwa ng parents ko during my graduation bawi lahat ng pagod ko sa pagaaral.” He wants to take up Nursing for the course will surely help him find greener pastures abroad. It would also help his mom, who is earning a living for the family solo. No, his parents aren’t separated. Nor is his father deceased. Aldred’s dad just hasn’t found work for almost three years now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This disappoints Aldred a lot. “Nakikita kasi niya na may sandalan siya,” referring to his lola, who’s helping out with the family’s finances and his Ate’s college tuition fee. “Madalas yun ang pinagaawayan nila ng mama ko. Mahal ko naman po ang tatay ko. Pero di ko maiwasan na magkaroon ng hinanakit sa kanya.” His mother even told him that his dad was more industrious during his parents’ boyfriend-girlfriend days. “Sabi nga ng nanay ko dati nagda-drive pa ng jeep ang tatay ko para may pang date sila. Pero kung kelan siya nagkapamilya tsaka siya naging tamad.” What depresses him more is that his father is not even a ‘houseband’. He and his siblings are in-charge of all the household chores, the reason why Aldred has champion skills in the kitchen. “Minsan nga nasigawan ko siya ‘Magtrabaho ka naman!’ sa sobrang sama ng loob ko. Sinabihan lang niya ako na ‘wag makialam.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s why Aldred thought of joining Pinoy Big Brother Teen Edition. His mom had strived to put all of them in private schooling; His sister is currently studying in a private school, his youngest brother goes to the same private school he came from. Aldred’s chosen course for college might be out of his mom’s meager budget for tuition so if he wins on PBB he can provide for his own schooling plus help out with his sibling’s allowances. “Kung kaya ko po maging breadwinner bakit po hindi? Matagal ko na po gusto tulungan ang mama ko sa mga gastusin. Naisip ko rin na kailangan ko magsikap sa buhay para di maranasan ng future family ko ang naranasan ko.” Dred is raring to go at Big Brother’s challenges. Though he is very eager to encounter tasks ‘na pang-ubos lang ng pasensya’, he hopes there will be no tree climbing, back bending or tumbling involved. “Di ko kakayanin.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114621581168783698?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114621581168783698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114621581168783698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114621581168783698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114621581168783698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/heidees-fave-teen-hm-is-aldred.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114620782659549078</id><published>2006-04-28T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:44.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maristel's fave Teen HMs: Kim and Mikki &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My favorite HM are MIKKI and KIM wala lang... Kim's sweet in her own way, girlie talaga. WhileMikki naman is a picture of a girl who's strong!Just like them both! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kimberly Sue "KIM" Chiu&lt;br /&gt;16 years old from Cebu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.pinoybigbrother.com"&gt;www.pinoybigbrother.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pinoybigbrother.com/Portals/5/week1/kim_animation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.pinoybigbrother.com/Portals/5/week1/kim_animation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Except for the fact that she's not an orphan, Kim has a sort of 'Cinderella' story. The teen who hails from Cebu, with her siblings, currently lives with her dad and his second family. Her parents separated when she was 9 years old. Her dad met her stepmom during a business trip in Vietnam. Kim's dad got into a vehicular accident and her 'tita' took care of him there. When Kim was in her first year in high school, her mom had to suddenly leave for Hong Kong, so her dad and his new family took her and her siblings under their wing. "Wala naman akong magawa. Hindi na rin naming nagawang magalit. Kesa magtanim ka ng galit sa puso mo, tanggapin mo na lang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She rates her relationship with her stepmother as 'ok lang', neither good nor bad. "She doesn't talk to us about our dad. Minsan mabait siya minsan hindi. Dati masungit talaga siya. May nagawa lang kaming konting mali ng mga kapatid ko sinusumbong na niya sa daddy ko. Napapagalitan tuloy kami. Tapos minsan sabi ni daddy 50 pesos ang baon ko, then 20 lang ang bibigay niya." Their family used to be well-off. They even had a store in Tacloban. Her family isn't exactly dirt poor now but she sometimes misses the old days when she got driven to school by their own car. "My mom nagpatayo siya noon ng house na worth halos 4 million pesos tapos di naman pala namin kaya. Ang nagpapaaral sa akin ngayon dad at tita ko. We used to have our own house, our own car. Now we live with my lola and I take a jeep to school."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With her cute Chinese looks you'd think boys would be courting her left and right. But Kim's opinion of guys is not exactly the same as their opinion of her. "Tingin ko sa lahat ng lalaki manloloko. Sa simula ok kayo, kapag tumagal na, sumasama na ang ugali. Di na nagtetext, di na nagsasabi kung saan pupunta. Madali kang pagsawaan." Must be her bad experience with her ex-boyfriend. "Friends pa din naman kami hanggang ngayon. Pero sabi niya pagod na daw siya. Sabi ko naman ako rin pagod na. Pagod na sa kakasunod sa kanya, sa kakahanap at kapapaalam sa kanya. Ako na lang ng ako." So this means no Prince Charming for her at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She feels challenged by Pinoy Big Brother. She believes that she has enough talent and will power to take on Big Brother's tasks. "Gusto ko maging artista. Gusto ko din makita sa TV at patunayan sa mama ko, sa tita ko, sa mga tao na may talent ako. Pwede ako sumayaw, kumanta at umarte. I can play the guitar." Kim's really praying she wouldn't cry, something she hates doing. "Kasi pagumiyak ako sasabihin nila na talo ako." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114620782659549078?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114620782659549078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114620782659549078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114620782659549078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114620782659549078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/maristels-fave-teen-hms-kim-and-mikki.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114620857780955196</id><published>2006-04-28T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:44.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paolo blogs: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I Will Miss You So Much... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another sad day for me...Last night...April 26, 2006 is the worst day of my life...First there is Ryan Seacrest telling the people that there are 6 left in the competition and after that night 5 will be left...I voted Kellie Pickler a lot of times on two cellphones and our landline... :(( and I read some articles in the internet that Kellie is gonna go home that night... dapat boto p ko ng maraming marami cguro dahil dun mag-stastay pa cya...ayun nanunuod n nga ako...una ung performance ni Andrea Bocelli...i never really cared kc kinakabahan ako...pero I always think positive na Kellie is safe...Ryan seperated to them to 3 groups of 2...first was Katharine and Chris (the TOP2 that night)....then Elliott and Taylor (the Middle2)...and Kellie and Paris (Bottom2)...first time ni Kellie sa bottom 2 and mention Bottom 3 pero wala nmn bottom 3 last night...bottom 2 lng talaga...and aun my heart started beating fast...mabilis n mabilis..then there it was...paula gave her weird and b*tchy comments (i dont like her)..then there it was the worst thing that Ryan said..."Kellie..it's the end for you tonight" WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!....maluhaluha na ako...tpos pinakita ung Goodbye video nya...then ung msg nya for everyone...:((:((:(( WAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!! ayaw diretso ako banyo then had a little cry...kaiyak tlga ung ngyari...all my favorites sa american idol ended up sa top3 and Kellie is the only one ung sa Top6...but I still love her very much...she will always be my American Idol...cguro ssbhin nyo next year meron nnmn akong bagong favorite...pero cguro Kellie is one of my best favorite since idol...i must think positive..i know Kellie will be successful...tsaka sana magkaroon n cya ng album nya...i will be first in line...and i cant wait for the American Idol Summer Tour...manunuod ako...of course because my Kellie Pickler is there...Hope her all the best in the world..and I will always be here to support her...cguro American Idol voted her off..because they do not want another blonde country singer to win...takot sila na mananalo si Kellie so they had to let her go habang meron cyang worst performance..na hindi nmn tlga worst...I am really sad but happy at the same time...Kellie will be successful and just like my support for Britney Spears..Kellie will have my fullest support ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: confused&lt;br /&gt;Current Music: Unchained Melody-Kellie Pickler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114620857780955196?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114620857780955196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114620857780955196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114620857780955196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114620857780955196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/paolo-blogs-i-will-miss-you-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114619832205102845</id><published>2006-04-28T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:43.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mikki is Kathryn's fave Teen HM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My fave (although i don't know most of the HMs pa)would be Mikki. She's natural. Hindi takotmagpakita ng different angles ng pagkatao n'ya.Unlike 'yung iba, medyo hesitant pa, whilst someare pa-cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michelle Marie "MIKKI" Arceo&lt;br /&gt;18 years old from Davao&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.teen1.pinoybigbrother.com"&gt;www.teen1.pinoybigbrother.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pinoybigbrother.com/Portals/5/week1/mikki_animation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.pinoybigbrother.com/Portals/5/week1/mikki_animation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"No one calls me Michelle." Mikki hates her given name and announcing that she doesn't like it might just be a warning not to call her that. "Michelle for me is very old fashioned. Mikki, I like it, it's unique. And most of the time kung may kapangalan ako madalas guy so walang kaso sa akin." Like her name, Mikki believes that she is a unique individual; she is very proud of who she is. "I decided to audition for Pinoy Big Brother Teen Edition because I think I am not like a lot of people. I think you should just do what you want, whatever you like yun ang gawin mo. Don't copy other people kasi para kang pirated niyan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An aspiring drummer and writer, Mikki remembers being bullied a lot of times in school before. And she tried her hardest to fit in. "When I was in high school I had a barkada, they like to drink, they cut class. They taught me to drink beer for the first time during a lunch break from a lecture where priests were teaching about virtues. When we got back, right in the middle of the talk, I got sick and vomited right in front of the lecturer." Now she knows how to stand up for herself. And her friends also look up to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikki describes her Chinese family as something straight out of "Mano Po." Her grandfather is what you would call a 'traditional' Chinese for he left his entire business to his sons and left his daughters out of it. He even came to a point where he almost had his daughters' betrothed for the sake of business. But after Mikki caught her dad cheating on her mom with his secretary (something she referred to as a real classic story) her lolo came to the family's rescue and still helps them out to this day. Her mom is studying to be a nurse now and Mikki knows that when graduation day comes, her family's American dreams will soon be realized. "Everything will fall into place and be ok." She sees 'the secretary' now as the source of her inner strength. "Kasi it's just not me na inapakan niya, it's my mom so nagalit talaga ako. It was then that I realized na kaya ko pala eh. I don't have to cry and runaway." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114619832205102845?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114619832205102845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114619832205102845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114619832205102845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114619832205102845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/mikki-is-kathryns-fave-teen-hm-my-fave.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114613357690249333</id><published>2006-04-27T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:43.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY EIGHTY-TWO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6th Nomination starts Tonight - &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Who shall make it to the BigFour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114613357690249333?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114613357690249333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114613357690249333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114613357690249333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114613357690249333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-eighty-two-6th-nomination-starts.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114613333422873770</id><published>2006-04-27T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:42.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Immunity Challenge:&lt;/span&gt; Guess the PBB Teen HM who will get the highest nomination points during the 1st Nomination Night of PBBTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114613333422873770?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114613333422873770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114613333422873770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114613333422873770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114613333422873770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/immunity-challenge-guess-pbb-teen-hm.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114613256921337599</id><published>2006-04-27T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:41.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maristel answers 50 of the most random questions ever asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Can you tap dance? - I can't&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you own a pair of see-thru underwear? - Yeah&lt;br /&gt;3. What color is the sky today? - Blue&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you own a classic brown teddy bear? - Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;5. Is your favorite holiday christmas? - Everbody's holiday, is Chirstmas&lt;br /&gt;6. Is there a candle by you? - Yeah&lt;br /&gt;7. If you had an iPOD mini, what color would you have? - Pink&lt;br /&gt;8. What song are you listening to? - None&lt;br /&gt;9. Is it your favorite song? - I ain't listening to any songs right now...&lt;br /&gt;10. How many myspaces have you had? - Just one&lt;br /&gt;11. Have you ever made a friendster survey? - Nope... I just answer surveys&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you wearing any jewlery? - Right now? Nope&lt;br /&gt;13. Where does your grandpa live? - Heaven&lt;br /&gt;14. Are you an angry drunk? - Nope. I'm the coOlest - when I'm drunk... ;-)&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you prefer pen or pencil? - Depends&lt;br /&gt;16. Are you wearing deodorant? - Wearing deodorant? I don't wear deodorant...&lt;br /&gt;17. Ever been in an earthquake? - Many times&lt;br /&gt;18. Is your birthday this month? - Nope. Next month&lt;br /&gt;19. Do guys suck? - Almost all of them&lt;br /&gt;20. Are you afraid of the dentist? - Nope&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you know exactly what car you want? - Nothing in particular&lt;br /&gt;22. Have you ever bought something from ebay? - Nope&lt;br /&gt;23. Ever seen "boy meets world"? - Nope&lt;br /&gt;24. Own a locket? - Nope. Wish I have&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you share a locker? - Nope&lt;br /&gt;26. Ever dissected anything? - Yeah. A frog&lt;br /&gt;27. Ever had a referral? - Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;28. Still play with legos? -Nope. But I still have a huge bag full of it.&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you know when easter is? - Yeah. You?&lt;br /&gt;31. Last time you wrote a note? - Can't remember&lt;br /&gt;32. Ever been on a cruise? - Nope&lt;br /&gt;33. Ever gotten pregnant by someone on a cruise? - HUWAAT?!?!&lt;br /&gt;34. Dyed your hair? - Nope&lt;br /&gt;35. Like your handwriting? - Love it&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you eat? - Of course&lt;br /&gt;37. Are you wearing lotion? - Right now? Later, I will put lotion on my sunburned skin!!!&lt;br /&gt;38. Last time you talked on the phone? - A while ago&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you know Victoria's Secret? - I know the products and love it!&lt;br /&gt;40. Are you nice? - I AM...&lt;br /&gt;41. Ever been in love? - Who doesn't&lt;br /&gt;42. What were you last halloween? - Just plain and simply ME&lt;br /&gt;43. Ever met a midget? - Yeah. There are a lot in Malate&lt;br /&gt;44. Ever been to Cuba? - Nope. I'll tell you if I will&lt;br /&gt;45. Ever cut yourself shaving? - Nope&lt;br /&gt;46. Ever owned an exotic pet? - Nope&lt;br /&gt;47. Is it your birthday? - Nope. Next month. On the 24th&lt;br /&gt;48. Is it someone else's birthday? - Of course. But I dunno who he or she is... But I&lt;br /&gt;know someone's celebrating his or her birthday&lt;br /&gt;today!&lt;br /&gt;49. Had a good day? - Not so&lt;br /&gt;50. How long did this take you? - I didn't check...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114613256921337599?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114613256921337599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114613256921337599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114613256921337599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114613256921337599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/maristel-answers-50-of-most-random.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114611877862967782</id><published>2006-04-27T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:40.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All of a Sudden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Maristel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A surge of emotions&lt;br /&gt;Too ambiguous to understand&lt;br /&gt;Intense&lt;br /&gt;Overflowing&lt;br /&gt;Bewildering&lt;br /&gt;Capturing the heart&lt;br /&gt;Beholden by a spell&lt;br /&gt;Enslaved by the majesty of the moment&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden&lt;br /&gt;Crazy over the thought&lt;br /&gt;Of spending a lifetime together&lt;br /&gt;Closer&lt;br /&gt;Deeper&lt;br /&gt;Stronger&lt;br /&gt;Conquering the test of time&lt;br /&gt;A vox to fulfill&lt;br /&gt;When two hearts become one&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden&lt;br /&gt;Through the years&lt;br /&gt;Counting the blessings one by one&lt;br /&gt;Blissful&lt;br /&gt;Rosy&lt;br /&gt;Sunny&lt;br /&gt;Bundles of joy&lt;br /&gt;Who delight over fairytales&lt;br /&gt;Giving a reason for being&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden&lt;br /&gt;Choices to make&lt;br /&gt;Hurdles to take&lt;br /&gt;Painful&lt;br /&gt;Bitter&lt;br /&gt;Confusing&lt;br /&gt;Farther apart we go&lt;br /&gt;Silence in between us&lt;br /&gt;Strangers we are to each other&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden&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/20861644-114611877862967782?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114611877862967782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114611877862967782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114611877862967782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114611877862967782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/all-of-sudden-maristel-surge-of.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114611848010080357</id><published>2006-04-27T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:40.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maristel blogs: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Confusion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/maristelconfusion.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/320/maristelconfusion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;~*~ There's this certain song that keeps on running in my mind... Since yesterday that I watched the video at Myx, I just can't simply take it off my mind. I know you all know the song "JUST ONCE" - as what with my last posts on ProBoards... I remember I once declared that I wanna be in love. I need some loving. Someone who'll understand me. Someone that I can give my love whole-heartedly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I had this thinking, that I may not have had the perfect relationship, but I know that in each relationship I went through - I know that it made me stronger. I've had almost all the bad relationship. I wasn't fooled once. I wasn't fooled twice. But still I continue living... I continue loving life. It's just that LOVE's a little out of my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that LOVE is like a butterfly that the more you chase it, the more it eludes you. But when you just let it fly, it will come the least you expect it... Just open your hand and that butterfly will surely make it's way right into your palm... I've always believe in that saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I shouldn't find love. That it's love - that has to find me. There has been a lot of surveys in Friendster that I have answered. If I'm not mistaken, the question "have you been in love?" has been overused for quite some time now. And all I have to answer is "WHO DOESN'T?" Now tell me? It's right, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have been in love. We all loved the feeling of being in love. We all have been crazy in love. But most of the time, we all end up bruised - by love... We all end up hurtin'... We all end up in pain. But no matter hoe painful it is - I know and I believe that everything happens for a reason. Everything that happened in our life has its own purpose. It may be good, it may be bad... But God knows that He gave us that trial because He know that we can overcome it... We'll surpass it and we'll learn from it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't simply understand why FRIENDS CAN BE LOVERS but LOVERS CAN'T BE FRIENDS... I, myself really is aware of that. Sometimes, it just confuses me. Coz some people around me still ended up friends with their ex lovers. When I myself, can't. They always told me that maybe I am just being "bitter"... I know down deep in my soul that once I called it quits - it ends there. Yes, I am open for friendship - but the closeness we had before we'll never be the same again. I still do believe that maybe some ex couples became friends is either because thay really didn't love each other that much or maybe there really is no love deep inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, I'm wondering, why some people can be a total strangers after all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what popped in my head, why I am so all over for love right now. I am recuperating because I've gone sick for a few days - but what really strucked me now is L.O.V.E. - maybe because I am a hopeless romantic and I am now open for any chances...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've took risks, I've taken chances before but still - I didn't get much love in return. I just wish, that maybe someday, somehow, love will find it's way to me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114611848010080357?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114611848010080357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114611848010080357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114611848010080357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114611848010080357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/maristel-blogs-confusion.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114612969160637925</id><published>2006-04-25T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:41.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY EIGHTY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heidee blogs: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ode to Mothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Zenie's mom and her sister are here in Manila for a three-week vacation. They are staying over at our apartment during the entire duration. On their first day, you could already detect a difference in the apartment. And it has remained so eversince. The apartment's actually clean! The floors are free of dust, the sink is not cluttered with unwashed dishes, and the garbage bags are put out regularly. And not just that, but home-cooked meals are on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we all pitched in to prepare a much-missed home-cooked meal. We bought our favorite galunggong and okra from the nearby market and Zenie's mom transformed this into our favorite inun-unan (pinangat) and steamed okra. She also cooked some liver adobo for Cheng-Cheng, Zen's younger sister, because the poor girl, unlike us, is tired of fish. After sitting down to eat we all rubbed our tummies and complained that we were too full. That was the yummiest meal I had lately. Yeah I know, sounds strange to you normal people, but ordinary "pang-pobre" foods like these are a rarity to us and therefore the equivalent of ambrosia to our tastebuds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mothers are pretty amazing. They keep the homes neat and organized and it seems that they can't rest unless the house is put to order. Right before Zenie's mom came over, she said she would have to clean the house because she knew that her mom would not be able to keep herself from doing so once she saw the mess, and she didn't want that. But even if you stop your mom from doing so, it's like she has this instinct or a built in chip that propels her to do housework! I could relate with Zenie, because my own mom is that way too. I am actually a bit of a slob and during the times when I was still living with my parents, my bedroom would always be a mess. Though I tell my mom that I would get around to putting it in order, I never do. So plenty of times I walk into my room to find that it had been already been cleaned by my mom, making me feel guilty. Part of the reason why I wanted to be independent was so I would be forced to do these things on my own and not rely so much on my mom. I've improved somewhat, but I'm still no mom-material. Perhaps this is the reason why I changed my mind about having kids. I feel as though I could never be a good mom. And to be a bad mom would probably be the worst thing you can possibly be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of mothers, my office friend Liza has just given birth to her first baby, a healthy baby girl. We are visiting her tonight at Makati Med. Congrats, girl! You have just accomplished the essence of being a woman. But it's just the beginning. You still have a lot to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a nice anecdote about the most incredible beings here on earth --&gt; mothers. I sure miss mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When God was creating mothers, He was into His sixth day of "overtime" when an&lt;br /&gt;angel appeared and said, "You're doing a lot of fiddling around on this one."&lt;br /&gt;And God said, "Have you read the specifications on this order? She has to be&lt;br /&gt;completely washable, but not plastic. Have 180 moveable parts....all&lt;br /&gt;replaceable. Run on black coffee and leftovers. Have a lap that disappears when&lt;br /&gt;she stands up. A kiss that can cure anything from a broken leg to a disappointed&lt;br /&gt;love affair. And, six pairs of hands." The angel shook her head slowly and said&lt;br /&gt;"Six pairs of hands....no way."&lt;br /&gt;"It's not the hands that are causing me problems," said God, "It's the three pairs of eyes that mothers have to have."&lt;br /&gt;"That's on the standard model?" asked the angel.&lt;br /&gt;God nodded. "One pair that sees through closed doors when she asks, 'What are you kids doing in there?' when she already knows. Another here in the back of her head that sees what she shouldn't but what she has to know, and of course, the ones here in front that can look at a child when he goofs up and say, 'I understand and I love you', without so much as uttering a word."&lt;br /&gt;"You should scrap it and start over." said the angel.&lt;br /&gt;"I can't," said God, "I'm so close to creating something so close to myself. Already I have one who heals herself when she is sick...can feed a family of six on one pound of hamburger...and can get a nine-year-old to stand under a shower."&lt;br /&gt;The angel circled the model of a mother very slowly. "It's too soft," she sighed.&lt;br /&gt;"But tough," said God excitedly. "You cannot imagine what this mother can do or endure."&lt;br /&gt;"Can it think?" asked the angel.&lt;br /&gt;"Not only think, but it can reason and compromise." said the Creator.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek. "There's a leak!" she pronounced. "I told you you're trying too put too much into this model."&lt;br /&gt;"It's not a leak" said God "it's a tear."&lt;br /&gt;"What's it for?" asked the angel.&lt;br /&gt;"It's for joy, sadness, disappointment, pain, loneliness, and pride."&lt;br /&gt;"You are a genius!" said the angel.&lt;br /&gt;God looked somber....."I didn't put it there."jpg&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/20861644-114612969160637925?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114612969160637925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114612969160637925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114612969160637925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114612969160637925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-eighty-heidee-blogs-ode-to-mothers.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114611843084989198</id><published>2006-04-24T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:39.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY SEVENTY-NINE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Heidee blogs: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Looking at my Neighbors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My mom has one story she always keeps telling me, and I do remember the scene quite well. I was still a child and we were standing in our house yard, looking out the fence towards our neighbors houses. Then I turned to my mom and asked, "Mi, pobre ba ta?" (Mom, are we poor?) My mom asked me why I suddenly asked this to which I said, "Kay wala ta'y awto." (Because we don't have a car.) Kids say the darndest things, don't they? Mom finds this very amusing. I do too. But really, you can't blame me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday I was walking along Pasong Tamo road when I saw a sign outside the Oriental Gardens condominium building advertising an open house. Now a condominium is at the top of my dreams list. So, curious as I was, I went inside and asked one of the condo sales people about the prices of condos. He was very accomodating and treated me very much like a potential customer, though I knew I didn't look like one in my t-shirt, jogging pants and flip-flops. He even showed me their model condo, completely furnished, as well as their facilities area (with the swimming pool, playground and gym). I absolutely fell in love with the place -- the cozy furniture arranged in a small space, the magnificent view of the city with all the twinkling lights. At that moment, I once again felt like that child looking over at her neighbors. Here was my dream, something I yearn for with all of my heart that I could cry from the sheer desire. But in my hand was the paper that would make me ask my mom all over again, "Mi, pobre ba ta?" A paper that says 2 million pesos. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that the 10th commandment says "thou shalt not covet they neighbor's goods" and that envy is one of the seven mortal sins, but if you envy without being bitter about it, wouldn't that push you to work harder, so that someday you too would be able to have all those things? I mean, if not for the envy, what would inspire you to succeed? You would just be content being a poor bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can actually afford a car now, if I wanted to, though I would have to get it on a loan from my company. Still, my childhood envy is an armslength away. So maybe someday, who knows? That condo would be within reach too. I just have to keep gazing at my neighbors. And use the view to propel me to work hard for my dream to come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114611843084989198?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114611843084989198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114611843084989198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114611843084989198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114611843084989198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-seventy-nine-heidee-blogs-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114611682493428465</id><published>2006-04-23T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:39.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY SEVENTY-EIGHT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My sunshine at last. Friday, April 21, 2006. Finally, sunshine(not hername. But I mentioned her b4.) has decided. Sinceshe never saw her boyfriend since december, andthey are having this long distance relationshipwhich isn't working kasi ung guy palagi nalangnachichismis na may iba, nag break na sila.Making our relationship official kase mayrelationship naman kami even nung sila paanyways:-p. hehehe. I'm so happy na I don't haveto feel guilty about it now. And what's better is thatwe started it off right: as really good friends whoare open each other very much. So sorry guys if Iwould be too mushy in most of my blogs cos im soinspired right now just to give you a warning. hehehe I LOVE MY LIFE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adrian blogs: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jamaican Nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Current mood: exhausted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 10:30 in the evening and just dropped of my sunshine to her boarding house. Both of us need to sleep na coz we did'nt have sleep last night because we were at The Jamaican Nights 2006 party @ Cebu Beach Club (www.jamaicannights.com). Wow, Talk about amazing tlga. I got in for free (Monster Radio was a sponsor) and just paid for my sunshine. We went there at around 12:30 midnight while the party was at it's climax. Yeah, so I missed the bikini competition but that's actually my sunshine's reason why we went there late. The place was flooded with people... An estimated 8000 people were there. Reggae then House music was played. Everyone was hyped up when we came coz maybe tipsy na sila, kami hindi pa kasi kararating lang namin... Fashionably Late so to speak. Hehehe The stage was big and the whole audience side had rain machines all over so everyone was wet! It was so fun dancing in the rain (fake rain that is.) and getting all wet and sexy with my sunshine.:-) Took a break from dancing at around 3:00 am and drank Tanduay with cliff and the Monster crew. After that, mas naganahan kaming sumayaw thanks to alcohol. Di na kami huminto till the music stopped at around 6 in the morning. So, after that, we ate breakfast there and took a swim sa beach ng saglit and went to the room rented by our friend (Which is so full of people in bikini sleeping by the way.) and slept sa sahig. While my sunshine was already asleep, I continued drinking with Cliff coz he was kinda depressed that his special someone wasn't able to be there with him. And we talked a lot then we realized that It was already 10 am so nakaw kami ng tulog sa room dahil kailangan nang mag check-out at 12 noon. We woke up at 12 at punta sa poolside. Dun kami natulog ulit sa mga mga sunbeds (with umbrella) doon. My sunshine woke me up at 4pm and bought me lunch. Wow, i feel so blessed with her around me. I still can't get over the fact na kami na tlga! Finally, I found someone to dedicate my favorite song that I made called happy you are here because when I made that song, I didn't have somebody(I'll post the lyrics next week). Anyways, at 6, we finally went back to the city. Then, we heard mass... Then we ate at this barbecue place with a really delicious mami which only costs 15 bucks. For me, my sunshine and Cliff, I only spent 84 pesos and we were so busog already. Cliff had to work after that so he's at work now. And then balik na ako sa where i started that its 10:30 in the evening and I just dropped my sunshine off to her boarding house. Talk about an amazing experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114611682493428465?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114611682493428465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114611682493428465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114611682493428465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114611682493428465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-seventy-eight-my-sunshine-at-last.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114579431362978722</id><published>2006-04-23T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:38.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Activity 18&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who is closer to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Adrian says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidee or Kathryn - Heidee&lt;br /&gt;Heidee or Maristel - Maristel&lt;br /&gt;Heidee or Paolo - Paolo&lt;br /&gt;Kathryn or Maristel - Maristel&lt;br /&gt;Kathryn or Paolo - Paolo&lt;br /&gt;Maristel or Paolo - Paolo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heidee says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Adrian or Kathryn - Kathryn&lt;br /&gt;Adrian or Maristel - Maristel&lt;br /&gt;Adrian or Paolo - Paolo&lt;br /&gt;Kathryn or Maristel - Maristel&lt;br /&gt;Kathryn or Paolo - Paolo&lt;br /&gt;Maristel or Paolo - Maristel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kathryn says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Adrian or Heidee - Heidee&lt;br /&gt;Adrian or Maristel - Mats&lt;br /&gt;Adrian or Paolo - Paolo&lt;br /&gt;Heidee or Maristel - Mats&lt;br /&gt;Heidee or Paolo - Paolo&lt;br /&gt;Maristel or Paolo - Paolo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maristel says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrian or Heidee - HEIDEE&lt;br /&gt;Adrian or Kathryn - KATHRYN&lt;br /&gt;Adrian or Paolo - PAOLO&lt;br /&gt;Heidee or Kathryn - KATHRYN&lt;br /&gt;Heidee or Paolo - PAOLO&lt;br /&gt;Kathryn or Paolo - PAOLO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paolo says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Adrian or Heidee- Adrian&lt;br /&gt;Adrian or Kathryn- Ate Idol&lt;br /&gt;Adrian or Maristel- Ate Mats&lt;br /&gt;Heidee or Kathryn- Ate Idol&lt;br /&gt;Heidee or Maristel- Ate Mats&lt;br /&gt;Kathryn or Maristel- Ate Mats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114579431362978722?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114579431362978722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114579431362978722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114579431362978722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114579431362978722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/activity-18-who-is-closer-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114579399933000799</id><published>2006-04-22T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:38.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY SEVENTY-SEVEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Manila Heidee learned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In Manila I learned...&lt;br /&gt;...to eat fresh tomatoes and other spices and actually love them.&lt;br /&gt;...to love fresh raw veggies.&lt;br /&gt;...to eat eggplant. and to love them as grilled in ensalada.&lt;br /&gt;...to love to eat fish.&lt;br /&gt;...to love sinigang. and to love the radish in it. and that pechay is not part of your typical sinigang so if I want my favorite pechay in my favorite soup, I would have to cook it myself.&lt;br /&gt;...to cook real food aside from fried food and noodles.&lt;br /&gt;...to dislike masarsa foods.&lt;br /&gt;...to dislike pork and beef.&lt;br /&gt;...what ponkans taste like and to love them.&lt;br /&gt;...to eat my favorite okra with bagoong.&lt;br /&gt;...that they do also sell hilaw na mangga with bagoong in Manila. Silly me for fearing otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;...to eat tilapia (did those even exist in Zamboanga?).&lt;br /&gt;...to miss tempura (the long-shaped squidball-type sidewalk food), which is not being peddled here.&lt;br /&gt;...to miss the barbeque sauces in Zamboanga. People here dip barbeques in vinegar with spices. Weird!&lt;br /&gt;...what freshly plucked strawberries taste like.&lt;br /&gt;...that you can eat an entire jar of ube jam without the bread.&lt;br /&gt;...to buy my own groceries.&lt;br /&gt;...to fend for myself.&lt;br /&gt;...to dislike fastfoods, and to crave home-cooked meals. Why is it that I used to think fastfoods were so delicious?&lt;br /&gt;...that gimiks are not all they're cracked up to be. Now I'd rather stay home on a Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;...to walk. A lot. And long distances.&lt;br /&gt;...that Manila is not as dangerous as they made us believe.&lt;br /&gt;...what underpasses look like. And to stop being amazed at the ones with escalators.&lt;br /&gt;...to love out of town trips even if they mean long bus rides (I used to hate bus rides).&lt;br /&gt;...to eat any fruit with a hint of sourness in them with salt (like dalandan, strawberries and fuji apples).&lt;br /&gt;...that it is possible to spend what used to be my entire week's allowance on one meal and not even so much as cringe while doing it.&lt;br /&gt;...to love watching movies in the cinema and to watch each new film that comes out.&lt;br /&gt;...to spend so much effort each morning just to look pretty (I didn't even use baby powder on my face before).&lt;br /&gt;...to spend so much money on branded beauty products.&lt;br /&gt;...that I don't need a guy in my life to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;...that I can still find a good job even though I don't have the title.&lt;br /&gt;...that you can be sexy even if you're 10 lbs above your normal weight range. it all depends on the way you carry yourself and your clothes.&lt;br /&gt;...to take elevators and operate them on my own.&lt;br /&gt;...to use proximity cards before gaining access into an office.&lt;br /&gt;...to be immune to tall elegant buildings which used to have me mesmerized.&lt;br /&gt;...to be immune to malls and sales which also used to have such a hold on me.&lt;br /&gt;...to miss Jollibee. when I first came here I swore not to eat in Jollibee because that was all there was in Zamboanga. Now I realize I like their food more than other fastfoods.&lt;br /&gt;...not to be hung up on pizza. There was only Greenwich in Zamboanga so I was wowed with all the pizzerias here. After a while, though, pizza no longer appealed to me.&lt;br /&gt;...that there is more to pasta that spaghetti. I still don't like cream-based pasta, but my favorite pasta now is oil-based spicy anchovies.&lt;br /&gt;...to live with emails everyday because they are part of my work.&lt;br /&gt;...to decipher bad English of contacts from non-English speaking countries.&lt;br /&gt;...to cross the street without fear and without having to hold on to somebody.&lt;br /&gt;...to spend for quality and not quantity; that it's best to buy an expensive pair of real Nike rubber shoes than fake ones in Divisoria because the real ones last longer.&lt;br /&gt;...that everyone here loves patis while back in Zamboanga that was a rarity, because we preferred soy sauce. Still haven't learned to like patis, though. Yuck!&lt;br /&gt;...that grilled seafood is the best!&lt;br /&gt;...to live with a bunch of people not related to me by blood and be very comfortable with them, even the guys. ...that maturity is not a boring state of mind after all. That life in the real world can be as much fun, or even more fun, than life in school.&lt;br /&gt;...to be proud of my independence and crave it.&lt;br /&gt;...to change some of my dreams, like kids in the future. Sometimes I think I don't want to have any anymore.&lt;br /&gt;...that sometimes, dreams do come true.&lt;br /&gt;...to love myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114579399933000799?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114579399933000799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114579399933000799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114579399933000799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114579399933000799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-seventy-seven-in-manila-heidee.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114579381429297879</id><published>2006-04-22T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:38.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like A Withering Flower &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Kathryn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She must have felt this a thousand times before.&lt;br /&gt;But this time, it's a lot more intense;&lt;br /&gt;Like a virulent virus&lt;br /&gt;Engulfing her system.&lt;br /&gt;She's trying too hard to suppress the overwhelming feeling.&lt;br /&gt;But the more she does, the stronger it becomes;&lt;br /&gt;Threatening to destroy the very core of her being.&lt;br /&gt;She's losing track of everything--&lt;br /&gt;All her dreams, all her desires. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her life was once the envy of all those around her.&lt;br /&gt;She lived it to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;She danced, she sang.&lt;br /&gt;She wrote poems about the beauty and madness of life.&lt;br /&gt;She made friends, she laughed.&lt;br /&gt;She managed to keep her life intact amidst all the dilemmas she's come to face with.&lt;br /&gt;She went crazy, she did silly things.&lt;br /&gt;And she WAS happy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;When she realizes that it's the very thing she longed for,&lt;br /&gt;That life she thought she wanted all this time,&lt;br /&gt;Is the exact definition of her perfect destruction,&lt;br /&gt;She gradually withers.&lt;br /&gt;Oblivious of the world outside of hers--&lt;br /&gt;A world that breathes and emanates vibrance,&lt;br /&gt;A world possessing life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She saw it coming,&lt;br /&gt;Yet she shrugged it off.&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting to entertain the fact that she's dying inside.&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting to face the blinding flash of the obvious...&lt;br /&gt;Her life is altogether vanishing&lt;br /&gt;Like a withering flower...&lt;/span&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/20861644-114579381429297879?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114579381429297879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114579381429297879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114579381429297879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114579381429297879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/like-withering-flower-kathryn-she-must.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114558752642540301</id><published>2006-04-21T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:37.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY SEVENTY-SIX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maristel blogs: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VACAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~~&gt; April 17 , Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/maristelvacay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" height="208" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/320/maristelvacay.jpg" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Woke up around 11 am, kaya lang nag CR lang muna ako... I went back to my bedroom, climb up the bed and guess what?!? Natulog ako ulit!!! Hehehe!!! Naalimpungatan na lang ako when I checked my cell and see what time it is... OMG!!! 18:00!!! Hala!!! Lagot! Kaya ako naman, dali-dali talaga akong tumayo! Grabbed my purse and my cellphone! Deadma muna ako pagbaba ko! wala lang... Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We asked Bane na pumunta sa palengke and check kung may mabibilhan pa ng liempo. After 20 minutes she came back, and WALA NA daw! Hala!!! Patay na! Kung kailan tuloy na tuloy na yung outing namin tsaka naman, wala mabilhan ng liempo! So ayun, inutusan na lang namin si Bryan and Bane na pumunta ng SM and dun na lang bumili ng liempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung nakabalik na sila... I did my thing na. Nilinis ko na yung chicken. Nagprepare na ako ng dalawang bungkos ng garlic. Basta lahat ako na! I swear! Mahirap! Nilinis ko yung mga liempo. Ang hirap talaga kapag walang assistant! Si Bane naman kasi naglinis pa ng kamay at paa!!! Tama daw bang kung kailan oras na ng trabaho tsaka magmamanicure and magpedicure!!! Haay naku talaga!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to borrow my Dad's MB100... Para van na lang kami. Para di na kami magdadalawang sasakyan. Mahal ang krudo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late night while I was preparing the foods, my dad came! Ininvite din kasi sya ni Tita Lani. Since maghihiram kami ng van sa kanya nakakahiya naman kung di namin sya isasama di ba? Anyways, ayun kwentuhan sila sa bahay namin! Ako naman, talagang nagpakabusy na sa pagpeprepare! 2 1/2 kilos of pork liempo and 2 kls of chicken for adobo ang niluto ko. Ang sakit pa sa kamay ng bawang! Muntik na din ma-overcook! Naawa pa ako sa mga puppies ko kasi sobrang late na and di pa sila kumakain! So I rushed everything! Pinalabas ko na sa fridge yung 4kilos of liempo pa (para naman sa ihaw-ihaw)... Tinimplahan ko na din! Salt and vetsin na lang! Mahirap pa dun, mabuto! Kaya ang kamay ko - eto puro sugat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&gt; April 18, Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;2:30 am -- when I finished preparing the foods. RJ and Kuya Sander come with my Dad. Kukunin kasi nila yung van. So ako, I took my time. Naligo na ako! Ayaw ko naman bumyahe ng di naligo! Ayaw kong manlagkit and wala din ako tulog! So I went upstairs and grabbed my bath things! Nung nasa CR na ako, I texted my fellow vHousemates muna... Phew! At long last! This is it! Tuloy na nga kami! Pagod pero I know pwede na din! Iilan lang naman kami kaya pagdating dun pwede na kami magtulong-tulong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:30 am -- ayun, nag pack up na talaga ako! I grabbed my swimming gears. I grabbed 4 tees, 1 skirt, 1 shorts, 5 undies, and some of the things I'll be needing. Since I have my period I bought one pack of napkins. Mahirap ng maubusan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:00 am -- we received a call from Kuya Sander, asking kung prepared na nga raw ba! So ako I woke up Bryan and told him to get ready, Kuya Sander's on his way na. So ako, bumaba na agad. Checked on the things we'll be bringing sa biyahe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:30 am -- kinamada na nila yung mga gamit sa sasakyan! Magdadalawang sasakyan pa sana kami, kaya lang 3 lang naman yung sasakay sa Safari so, sabi namin! Sama-sama na lang. Saktong 6:30 we left. Nakakalungkot pa nga kasi di man lang makakasama mom, my brother and his wife and his baby... So sabi ko sa kanya, pilitin niyang makasunod!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~ on the road... wala naman masyado traffic! ~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/maristelvacay1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" height="205" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/320/maristelvacay1.jpg" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;7:30 am -- Ayun na! Sa wakas nahanap din namin ang VILLA V... Hahaha!!! Nagbreakfast muna kami... Swim! And played Badminton with Paulo! Hahaha!!! Mega sound blast kami agad! Para naman masaya! I texted my co vHousemates na andun na nga kami!&lt;br /&gt;Nakipagkita kami dun sa dati naming driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun na! Nag-umpisa na ang mga kalokohan! Swimming dito! Tulakan dito! Lunuran dito! Dapat walang pikunan! Nung nagkapaguran na kami! I dried myself na! Nung okei na ako! Punta na ako dun sa room ko! I changed my shorts ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natulog muna ako... Mga 1 hour lang siguro... Paano ba naman, I heard my cousins shouting "Andyan na sila!!!" So ako, tayo agad ako! and checked kung sino dumating. There, I saw my Dad's Pajero... He's with his friend Dyunie, Lando and 2 maids Jessa and Jobie. I also saw my cousin's Safari... Yung kapatid ko na pala ang nagdala! I saw Karen, Nice (the baby), My mom and our maid Meck. So kumpleto na! Wala ng kaming hinihintay! Swim na lang talaga ulit!&lt;br /&gt;By 11pm inantok na talaga ako! Di ko na talaga kaya!!! Kaya I took a short shower - I clamped my hair and strike anywhere na lang ako! Natulog ako! Di ko alam, sumunod pala sila Papu, Bane and Bryan sa akin. Natulog din. Nilatag na lang nila yung sleepingbag na dala nila.&lt;br /&gt;Dumating din pala yung Dad ni Kuya Sander with Thessa, Yonick, Criselle, Yonick and Ian. Sorry, pero talagang di na kinaya ng powers ko and di ko na sila naharap! Di nga din ako nakapagdinner... :( Lahat ng pinrepare ko - di ko natikman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&gt; April 19, Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/maristelvacay3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" height="226" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/320/maristelvacay3.jpg" width="299" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mga around 3:00 nagising na ako, kasi nagtalak na mommy ko sa room! So I stood up... Direcho na ako sa labas. Sabi ko sa Mom ko kung may makakain pa - sobrang sakit na talaga ng sikmura ko. Ayun nakapagtabi pala si Kuya Sander ng hipon. While I was having my meal, lumapit Dad ko and gave me a money. I asked him, what's it for... For the puppy? Di daw... So, ok... I told him thanks... I can't kiss him kasi dirty lips ko. Kumakain ako eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala na din pala kami maiinom, pano naubos ang yelo! So nagpaalam ako sa Dad ko na lalabas kami and bibili ng yelo. Dinala na namin ang van. Sumama na sa kin sina Bane, Paulo and Bryan drove us sa bayan. Bumili ako ng Vodka Cruiser, melon flavor. And isang lapad ng Tampurador - este Emperador, for the youngsters! I bough some cup noodles din for my Dad and Mom and para kay Bryan. Pano... Walang natira sa amin. Swerte namin ni Bane kasi naka tig dalawang hipon kami kahit papaano. Pati yung 4kilos na Liempo that I prepared, wlalang natira! Sinigang na Hipon wala din! Pati ung napakaraming mais na binili namin, wala! As in SIMOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagbalik namin sa Villa V, dun kami sa kabilang cottage, inom! And card games kami! Tulog na lahat and yung Dad ko naman nagpapababa ng tama sa dami ng nainom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga around 5:00 am nagaalam Dad ko. Alis na daw muna sya. Punta sya ng Sta. Cruz Laguna with Dyunie and Lando. Iwan na nya yung mga maid nya para makatulong. Sad to say! Wala naman naitulong! Walang mga kyeme eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 6:00 am I talked to the the caretaker of the Villa magpapaextend kami till 12 noon. Okay daw. Hanggang sa nagising na lahat and asked me to talked to Ka Azon ulit kung pwede kahit till 10pm na lang daw kami para di mainit sa biyahe... Yun nga lang dagdag 2k daw. So till 7pm na lang kami nagpa extend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/maristelvacay4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" height="223" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/320/maristelvacay4.jpg" width="306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I practiced some divings. Yung una ulo. That I can't do kasi. When my brother decided to swim, ayun, sabi niya dive daw ako ulit. Ayun, kung di talaga matiga ang ulo ko, huling dive ko na nga, nadisgrasya pa ako! Nauntog ako! Tumama ulo ko sa flooring ng pool. Sumobra naman ata! Eh di nagkabukol ako sa right side ng forehead ko! Have to admit it - MASAKIT TALAGA!!!&lt;br /&gt;Pati lunch - late na ako kumain. Paano, nakaidlip ako. Around 2 pm ginising lang ako ni Bryan para makapag lunch na daw ako... Inihaw na tilapia! My favorite! Pero konti na lang nakain ko - kasi sobrang antok na ako! So after eating my lunch, tulog ako ulit. This time dun naman ako sa room nila Tita Lani. Dun kasi solo ko lang. Para walang maingay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They woke me up mga 5:00 pm. Magprepare na daw kasi uuwin na. So I packed my things and sinakay ko na sa van. Naguni-muni muna ako...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sakto 7pm biyahe na kami! We got home 9pm... Di pa ako agad natulog! Nilinis ko muna lahat ng cooler na dala namin! Inayos ko mga puppies ko... I took a long cold bath! Ang init kasi eh! Then Bane called me, kasi dinner nga daw... Ayun, had a quick dinner then, my cousin asked me to make an excuse letter for his friend who was with us, si Japheth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I brushed my teeth and cleansed my face... I slept na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be attaching some pics... Proof na talagang I really gained weight... hehehe!!!&lt;br /&gt;1st pic... 'was just takin' a break...&lt;br /&gt;2nd pic... that's Villa V. That's we're we spend our night.&lt;br /&gt;3rd pic... Siyeata ko yan! Bago ako nagpahinga nung tanghali... Di kasi namin nadala yung digicam kaya cellphone cam na lang...&lt;br /&gt;4th pic... Sa cottage while having an afternoon shots! With Kuya Sander, Bryan and Eric (dati naming driver)&lt;br /&gt;Last pic, bago ako nagkabukol. With my cousin Bane...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, miss you all!!! Adrian, Heidee, Kath, Paolo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114558752642540301?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114558752642540301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114558752642540301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114558752642540301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114558752642540301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-seventy-six-maristel-blogs-vacay.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114550555446499027</id><published>2006-04-20T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:37.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY SEVENTY-FIVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ian is re-evicted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In a unanimous vote (3-0), Ian was re-evicted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/ianreevicted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/320/ianreevicted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Day 29, Ian was first voted out in 2nd Nomination losing by a single point. In an unprecedented event, 3 VHs quit the game. Day 47, the GenSan boy got a second shot for PBBFG. Day 62 and 66, Janette and Marge quit respectively. Day 71, he tied with Kathryn in the 5th Nomination which led to a vote of the remaining VHs excluding Maristel who took one of the BigFour spots. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adrian:&lt;/strong&gt; bbk, vote for Ian to be evicted... ate kath should be&lt;br /&gt;saved...  Ian, I already explained my side to you. I believe that was enough reason for me to choose to evictyou. And although ate Kath voted to evict me last nomination, I still think that I still want to be closeto her pa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heidee:&lt;/strong&gt; vote out ko si ian. i don't like the way he plays the game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paolo:&lt;/strong&gt; bbk, i want ian to be evicted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114550555446499027?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114550555446499027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114550555446499027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114550555446499027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114550555446499027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-seventy-five-ian-is-re-evicted-in.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114546507315643018</id><published>2006-04-19T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:36.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY SEVENTY-FOUR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adrian blogs: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;At last! I met 1 of my 2 showbiz crushes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/adrianatlast.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/320/adrianatlast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood: starstruck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among the super many beauties of Pinoy showbiz today, dalawa lang ang inaadmire ko ng todo: Si Bianca Gonzales and Nikki Gil. Besides the fact that both of them are morena(It's really not my type... nagkataon lang), I find these girls very attractive because of their intelligence. They proved that beauty can be brains too. As for Bianca, crush ko na tlga cya since her MTV VJ days pa. For Nikki naman, I fell for her sweetness (plus her smile, her voice, her hair, ay lahat na lang. hehehe) noon pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahapon, pag lunch break ko, I went to Monster Radio with Cliff (He's a dj there.) Surprisingly, ang daming ilaw sa loob! when we went inside, Nandun pala si Nikki Gil for Radio Myx with Ryk Orion (Watch out for me there kasi nandun lang ako when they taped the intro... Nasa background ako.hehehe) After their taping, I finally shook hands with my crush, Nikki. Mas matangkad pa pala cya sakin pero she was wearing really tall heels anyways. Sayang at hindi ako nakapapicture anyways, ok na sakin un. It really made my day kahapon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ei, about me and Sunshine? nag-cool of na sla ng bf nya kaya she's much more open to me na... pero hindi pa tlga kami. But It's a good thing. Till' next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114546507315643018?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114546507315643018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114546507315643018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114546507315643018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114546507315643018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-seventy-four-adrian-blogs-at-last.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114535852078254227</id><published>2006-04-18T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:36.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;DAY SEVENTY-THREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Heidee blogs: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Summer in the Summer Capital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Summer found Chu, Maya and me in the summer capital of the Philippines, Baguio City. This little trip of ours may seem so out of the blue (with a snap) but actually, when you look at the background, it's way way overdue. The Baguio trip was first brought up during our review days in 2003. We blockmates thought of taking the Baguio detour before heading home to Zamboanga. But it didn't see fruition when most of us were too depressed from flunking the board exam. Then when Fr. DJ was on a hiatus here in Manila in 2004, he brought up the idea again. But then it had bad timing. It was during that time when we first moved into our apartment and we were short on funds because we spent for rent downpayments and furniture. So we kept on postponing it until everyone except Chu and Maya and me had been to Baguio already. The three of us decided not to be left behind and go on our own last October, but once again fund problems caught up with us and made us stay in Manila. But finally, after a long wait, we were powering through. And we were determined to savor every minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/heideesummer.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/320/heideesummer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;However, we were once again delayed when all three of us slept through our 3am alarms on Friday, April 14. We decided to extend our original one-nighter plan to two nights. So we reached the Victory Liner bus station just in time to board the bus minutes before it pulled away at 9:30am. The bus was half full, and we sank into slumber quite comfortably. Six hours later we were hopping off the bus and being greeted by some guys from the Department of Tourism. They had a catalogue of hotel and inn rooms with the prices. Lucky for us, because we had made no reservations whatsoever despite knowing that is is peak season. The guy said he could bring us around to these places in his car till we found a place we liked. Turns out most pension houses were either booked or had not-so-pretty rooms. So we settled on a hotel room in Hotel Supreme, which cost only P400 higher than the most decent inn room we found. Chu once again used his bargaining powers to get us a lower price. It was for two people but they fit in an extra bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After checking our bags into the room, we headed for Burnham park, the tourist hotspot which I didn't get to visit the first time I went to Baguio. Yes, I was already able to visit Baguio before, but then it was with friends who had all been there already and so we weren't able to do much sight-seeing. We always joke that we went there to drink, not to sight-see. Anyway I was not about to miss out on the park this time around, so it was my suggestion to go there. The park was beautiful, and we stayed until night. We took pictures, ate green mangoes and isaw and grilled corn, bought silver jewelry and knitted hats. We were about to go boating in the man-made lake when it began to rain. So we took shelter in Ganza restaurant and ate dinner there as well.And since we were in Baguio, we just had to have their specialty for our drinks -- fresh strawberry shakes! They were uber yum! After dinner we went back to touring the park, then headed back to our hotel for an early bedtime so that we could wake up early the following day to catch the fog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/76/8F/A1/i768FA178-4820-4C18-8710-49CD19486B16.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;burnham park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/CA/3E/EA/iCA3EEA6F-F3DB-467B-AD10-B8DDE5A3EDE9.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;yummy isaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/3D/52/33/i3D5233ED-7EEA-449E-A14F-DF10D68372C0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;strawberry shakes! uber yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/AB/48/04/iAB4804A0-5C1E-4061-9FF7-C0E68E664E8B.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;with our new hats &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;As usual we slept through our alarms. We took ice-cold showers (for some reason the hot water refused to work) that gave me brain freeze, changed, and were on our way to Minesview, also another tourist attraction. We spent the entire morning there taking pictures, eating breakfast (the beef broccoli was yummy!), buying souvenirs, and slurping up fresh strawberry shakes from a sidewalk vendor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/CD/28/70/iCD287049-176F-4AA9-8397-49BE17771544.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;ang igorot at ang igorota&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/CE/4B/2C/iCE4B2C8F-E152-4088-820D-82BA7EA5EB21.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;minesview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/45/66/B7/i4566B773-DC49-4C17-9FCB-6FE80D4D888B.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;strawberries!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At noontime we headed to Camp John Hay. But we had a brief stopover in the presidential house called "the mansion." Wouldn't miss out on a photo op! In Camp John Hay we wanted to go horseback riding. Minutes later all three of us were each seated atop a horse, being led into the mountain trail by horse guides. Though the horses were calmly clip-clopping at a leisurely pace, it was still pretty scary at first. I was afraid I would slip off or that the horse would stumble and we would tumble headlong down the side of the steep mountain. But in time it became very relaxing and so much fun. I chatted with my guide and learned that his name was Charles and that he owned the ten-year old horse I was riding, Dusty. We trotted through the forest of pines for an hour, stopping at certain points to take pictures. That was the best part of the entire trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/62/B0/3E/i62B03E1E-BFC6-4CFE-9018-7EA25876E565.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;at the presidential house, "the mansion"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/E2/3F/60/iE23F6075-F283-422F-BBF0-4305FF9DFBEE.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;into the woods &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/7F/44/AF/i7F44AF14-FDF7-4535-B038-412ADA672267.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;horsing around underneath the pines of camp john hay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/92/45/96/i924596B7-4109-4545-9D63-8005E87B954B.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;camp john hay manor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After horsing around, we realized how hungry we were. So we walked a bit towards the row of restaurants and shops we had passed earlier, where I had seen Carlo's Pizza. My textmate Neil, a travel freak himself, had recommended the place. We passed Camp John Hay Manor on the way over there. We ordered some pizza, chicken and pasta. They were delicious. Our tummies stretched to their limit, we took a walk through the shops and bought shorts for our planned hot spring session that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/8C/E0/5F/i8CE05FCB-AF4B-4E6F-A35F-36179E63F943.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;italian lunch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Our next stop was the Kabayan shops downtown, known for selling ukay-ukay, or second-hand clothes. Maya is actually an ukay-ukay freak, and we walked into several stalls and browsed through hundreds of clothes. After she had bought some slacks and bags, we headed for SM, which Chu really wanted to see because it was known for being a unique SM, since it was open air. Indeed it was. We had some coffee at their Starbucks, then brief stop at supermarket to buy whipped cream (for the strawberries we bought earlier) and toiletries. Then it was back to the hotel for a quick change before heading for the springs. We contracted a taxi driver to bring us there but it was so far away and it turned out that the bridge to that area was closed. The driver then suggested another hot spring resort which was in Benguet. But when we got there, that was closed. A full night's travel that yielded no good. Oh well. Back at the hotel, Maya and I were dead to the world once we hit our beds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/49/FD/A7/i49FDA778-DAB0-4A75-BC58-F00408D2082B.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;coffee at starbucks sm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/7E/90/A5/i7E90A599-203E-4F5A-A614-FBEB281B6196.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;open air sm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We planned our last day there carefully, because we had to check out by noon. We ordered breakfast in bed and ate those with our fresh strawberries in whipped cream. Then we went to Philippine Military Academy (PMA), where we had fun pretending to fight and salute and ride the tanks. Then we went back to Burnham park so we could go boating on the lake. We were also so hooked up on strawberry shakes that we had to have one last round before leaving Baguio. Unfortunately the isaw man was nowhere to be found, so we had to settle on just the shakes. Then we headed back to the hotel and checked out just in time. Lugging our bulging bags, we headed to the bus station and had a brief stopover at Good Sheperds where they exclusively sell ube jam that's so delicious and so fresh, they are sold still warm with the cap still unscrewed. We had lunch at a carinderia near the bus station before boarding the bus. As usual we arrived just minutes before it pulled away from the station. We got the back seats and slept all the way to Pasay City, Metro Manila. I was heavily drugged on Bonamine, Mefenamic Acid, Neozep and Ambroxol and was able to sleep quite comfortably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/A0/19/03/iA0190325-B093-43E3-ADFC-7F8B8D598FE7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;goofing off in pma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/A1/D7/9E/iA1D79E26-E749-4A0A-9494-90CF667138D2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;such vivid flowers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/D6/B8/DE/iD6B8DE2A-2871-4539-BCA9-4960EF91F76B.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;up, up and away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/72/EC/48/i72EC4867-B12C-40FF-B368-7221B59E7F93.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;"happy couple" pose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/2B/63/0A/i2B630AC8-2A7E-4F3B-9367-3D1D67598CB6.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;snappy pma cadets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/BD/0C/C3/iBD0CC336-075A-4044-BB79-728B2C2D89E7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;chu and his weapon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/A9/0D/16/iA90D16AD-43F0-4D37-9868-8913AB572C37.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;boating at burnham lake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/A7/82/70/iA78270B7-05A9-4C07-A682-1E73D4472DDD.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;ganza's fireplace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baguio is indeed a good escapade for the summer, because it's so cool there even at high noontime. No wonder it's the summer capital of the Philippines. It's a bit more expensive there in the summer, though, since everyone has the same idea and it's peak season. Still, it's worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victory Liner bus ride (roundtrip) -- P800&lt;br /&gt;Hotel room (for two, max three) -- P2350/night, but you can negotiate upto P1900&lt;br /&gt;Isaw -- P5/stick&lt;br /&gt;Grilled corn on the cob/green mangoes -- P10&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry shake -- P40&lt;br /&gt;Knitted hat -- P35&lt;br /&gt;Boat -- P60/boat plus 25 for a rower man&lt;br /&gt;Horseback riding - P300/hour&lt;br /&gt;Carlo's Pizza -- P600 meal good for three persons&lt;br /&gt;Good Sheperd's Ube Jam -- P180/jar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114535852078254227?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114535852078254227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114535852078254227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114535852078254227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114535852078254227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-seventy-three-heidee-blogs-summer.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114527480081870123</id><published>2006-04-17T07:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:36.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY SEVENTY-TWO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heidee's Greatest Sacrifice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BBK, I don't know if this is too late. I only hadaccess to internet now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My greatest sacrifice would be taking up mycollege course, Accountancy. And I did it for myparents. Eversince I was in high school, evenbefore I could think about College, my parents hadalready planned out my future for me, without myconsent. So when I was in 4th year college, mydad in particular did not even give me a chance toentertain the thought of taking any other course. Iremember one night I was ironing my clothes (thememory remains vividly in my head to this day) andsaying that I was thinking of taking up ComputerScience or Computer Engineering when hesaid, "You will take up Accountancy in Ateneo!" inhis commanding voice. And that was the end ofthat. No more room for arguments. During my firstyear in College I was so miserable because I didnot understand debits and credits at all. I stayedup till midnight doing my assignments and trying tobalance my worksheet. By the time I crumpled upmy 10th worksheet, I was crying. I hated it somuch. Somehow I was able to get the hang of itthough and I actually graduated cum laude. It wasnecessary in order to maintain my scholarship.Looking back, I realize that I had sacrificed myselfin order to be the daughter a parent would be proudof - a straight A student who reaped honors andawards but who sacrificed her enjoyment of life inthe process. Though when I think about it, I knowmy parents did it for me, because after all, parentsknow what is best for their children. But I'm throughbeing a geek. Now is the time to let loose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114527480081870123?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114527480081870123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114527480081870123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114527480081870123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114527480081870123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-seventy-two-heidees-greatest.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114521239274285449</id><published>2006-04-17T04:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:35.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Face-off: the nurse and the teacher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/kathrynian.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" height="186" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/320/kathrynian.0.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adrian, Heidee&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Paolo&lt;/strong&gt; will decide who between Kath and Ian should leave the Virtual House. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maristel&lt;/strong&gt;, who is now one of the Big Four, and &lt;strong&gt;Kathryn&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Ian&lt;/strong&gt; will not vote this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114521239274285449?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114521239274285449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114521239274285449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114521239274285449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114521239274285449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/face-off-nurse-and-teacher-adrian.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114521153451070169</id><published>2006-04-17T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:35.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Activity 17&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Photo Collage&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/Maristel_Ocampo[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/320/Maristel_Ocampo%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When BBK told me about this next activity, I was a li'l worried on how I'm going to accomplish it. I don't know hos to use Adobe Photoshop. I don't have programs where I can edit and design pictures here in my pc. Although I have a lot of things in mind on how to do it - still I dunno where to start and how to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of how to make a collage that will reflect on my personality. So with a little help from my friend Paolo, I told him everything that I want my collage to be. I told him about my concepts, the theme and the colors that he will use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love butterfly. I love the beach and I love summer. So I told him to use a butterfly as a pattern for my collage. I want him to emphasize on the color Pink, Red, Baby Blue and Black. I just couldn't imagine about the outcome. Since that was just an imagination for me. I was so super shocked when I saw the finished product. I totally fell in love with the work - the art! It so adorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/adrianpbbfg2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/adrianpbbfg2.jpg"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/320/adrianpbbfg2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Well, actually its my 1st time to do sumthin likethat and I'm happy about the result... Pinili ko naisa lang un color nya for simplicity. Blue ang piniliko coz I was feeling blue the time I made that. Thecollage served as my background. Mga old picsang nilagay ko representing my past (backgroundnga, figuratively speaking. hehehe) showing thedifferent sides of me... The big picture means thatkahit my i am different things to different people(And on different days...Alfonso-the alter ego),You're still seeing the one and only me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/320/paolo.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My collage is abouht me...hahahha...medyomagulo lng ung pictures kc macyado madami peroi managed to make it look presentable...una sbi pni bbk dpat meron daw mabubuo na parang imagethat will show our personality...cguro ganyan ngaang personality ko magulo...hehehe...but meron 2araw na na guguide saakin and that i thinkrepresents my parents...HAHAHAHHa wow! neverthought i would say that but i just did...bsta...thisis so far the best activity for me... (^-^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/ateidol.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/320/ateidol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, actually, when bbk said that the next activity was photo collage, my immediate reaction was "shocks! pa'no ko gagawin 'yun?" even if i'm into artsy stuffs, i never really saw myself being very good at it. good thing he said we can solicit help from others. and so when i mentioned it to pao, he immediately volunteered to make one for me. i was hesitant at first thinking it might be a hassle for him. but later i realized i didn't have enough time to do it myself. so i fed him the concept:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sooo love TWEETY BIRD so i emphasized it to him and ofcourse, i sent DIFFERENT PICS SHOWING VARIOUS ASPECTS OF MY PERSONALITY.And i was suprised when atlast i got to see the supposed to be draft, it had PASTEL COLORS (mostly purple and yellow) in it, which, i really like (thanks to pao.. a great deal!). i barely had time to modify it but i'm really glad with the outcome. thanks to mats, i made it before the deadline. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;--- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ian and Heidee got penalty points for not submitting their photo collage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114521153451070169?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114521153451070169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114521153451070169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114521153451070169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114521153451070169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/activity-17-photo-collage-when-bbk.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114520642330944928</id><published>2006-04-16T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:34.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY SEVENTY-ONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ian and Kathryn tie for Eviction; Maristel takes the first Big Four slot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/kathrynian.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/320/kathrynian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Receiving the +21 net points a piece, &lt;strong&gt;Kathryn&lt;/strong&gt;, the 23- year-old registered nurse from Marikina City and &lt;strong&gt;Ian,&lt;/strong&gt; the 20-year-old Korea-based teacher from General Santos City, tied for eviction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Receiving the lowest net point at -15, Maristel, 26-year-old business woman from Manila took the first of the four slots for PBBFG 2 Big Four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;List of penalty (+5 pts.) and rewards (-5 pts.) from most recent:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Maristel - reward (most updates)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kathryn - penalty (2 blogs per week)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ian – penalty (no photo collage)&lt;br /&gt;Heidee – penalty (no photo collage)&lt;br /&gt;Heidee – penalty (no nomination)*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ian – penalty (violation)&lt;br /&gt;Kathryn – penalty (violation)&lt;br /&gt;Ian – penalty (violation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Ian – reward (most updates)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kathryn – penalty (2 blogs per week)&lt;br /&gt;Adrian – penalty (2 blogs per week)&lt;br /&gt;Paolo – penalty (2 blogs per week)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Paolo – reward (reward poll)&lt;br /&gt;Maristel – reward (reward challenge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ian – penalty (lowest scorer)&lt;br /&gt;Kathryn – penalty (lowest scorer)&lt;br /&gt;Paolo – penalty (violation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Adrian – reward (ST)&lt;br /&gt;Kathryn – reward (ST)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kathryn – penalty (violation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Maristel – reward (updates)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adrian&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;+5&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-5&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0&lt;br /&gt;Heidee&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;+10&lt;/span&gt; - 0 = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;+10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ian&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;+20&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-5&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;+15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Kathryn&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;+25&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-5&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+20&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maristel &lt;/strong&gt;0 - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-15&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-15&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paolo&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;+10&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-5&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary of 5th Nomination:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"FINGERS" &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kathryn&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Adrian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SWAN PRINCESS" &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ian&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Maristel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"PUSSY CAT" &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ian&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Adrian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"PASS-AWAY" &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Adrian&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Paolo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"EARTH, WIND &amp; FIRE" &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ian&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Kathryn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEIDEE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; failed to nominate*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adrian&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;+2&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-2&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;strong&gt;0&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heidee&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;+5&lt;/span&gt; - 0 = &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;+5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ian&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;+6&lt;/span&gt; - 0 = &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;+6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kathryn&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;+2&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-1&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;+1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maristel&lt;/strong&gt; 0 - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-1&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paolo &lt;/strong&gt;0 - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-1&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NET POINTS (Penalty/Reward + To Evict/To Save)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/320/5thnomination.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Adrian 0 + 0 = 0&lt;br /&gt;Heidee &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;+10&lt;/span&gt; + 0 = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;+10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ian &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;+15&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;+6&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;+21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Kathryn &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;+20&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;+1&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;+21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maristel &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-15&lt;/span&gt; - 0 = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Paolo &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;+5&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-1&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;+4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Adrian, Heidee and Paolo is given a week to decide who between Ian and Kathyn should be evicted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114520642330944928?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114520642330944928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114520642330944928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114520642330944928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114520642330944928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-seventy-one-ian-and-kathryn-tie.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114520853050429355</id><published>2006-04-16T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:35.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maristel blogs: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I was up till 10:30... CRYING... For some reasons that any man can't explain. I've been doing a lot of thinkings lately. I've been asking the Lord for guidance and signs for me to stop. Stop doing things for the people who are close to my heart. I've been crying myself to sleep for 4 nights straight. I dunno if it's normal, but just what I learned in Psychology - CATHARSIS - releasing pent up emotions. Everynight, after all my night rituals, I would lay down on my bed. I felt so uneasy. I would end up seeng myself turning myself from side to side - thinking of what I might have done to hurt other people's heart. But I just can't think of any thing that I've done to cause them pain. I was once hurt when I asked my Kuya about my money. I told him that i've been doing a lot of hard works lately and I guess I deserve to get my money in whole. Not just by partial means. I've been working for his company for 4 years and I haven't asked for anything in return. I just wanted to help and see his company growing. I've been taking good care of our clients so that they wouldn't seek for another company that can also provide them of what we can provide them for the past few years. What hurts me was when he told me "Bakit, may ginawa ka ba?" It's just so painful! Coz all this time, that I've been a part of his company, I did my best and I did my part. It's just not so easy putting all your pains inside your heart and not letting it out. Everynight ang lagi ko na lang kausap is our Mighty Father. Coz I know that he's always there and listening to our mourns, cries and heartaches! What we wanted was just a simple outing. An outing that will make everyone happy and make us unwind. But what's been happening lately was "urong-sulong" I dunno what his reasons were - I know there is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasi kami na kasama niya dito sa compound ang lagi niyang karamay and still he's longing for others company. My Aunt and I are willing to do all the works... The cooking, the preparing and everything. Di naman na siguro mabait yun. Coz we offer him everything so that our outing will materialize. I just pity my little cousins who were expeccting from him. Okay na nga lang kahit di na ako sumama - ang happiness ko lang is to see my cousins happy and at least this summer, nag enjoy naman sila...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also a certain reason wherein I can't state it here that really broke my heart... He would keep on telling me that some of my relatives really wanted to spend this vacation with me, especially sa outing nga... To those person that he mentioned to me... Katext ko silang lahat. Everyday, I've been sending them quotes - but how come not a single text have I receive from anyone of them saying that they miss me and they're all looking forward seeing me this summer? Lahat sila naka-line... Ako prepaid lang - but still I managed to text them... Am not talking about smart to smart things... Some of them use globe too... Kahit naka unlimited ako I still do remember them... Not just once in while but everyday of my life. It's just breaking my heart!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just an explanation:&lt;br /&gt;~*~ Another one... I just saw the site (PBBFG2)... Nalulungkot ako with the outcome of the nomination... I don't want Kath out of the house... Naging close na sya sa akin and I know that there are a lot of things I still want to know about her. Kaya lang parang pinagdadamot naman ata ng tadhana! I know that there's this particular virtual housemate who just voted her out... I hope he or she did a lot of thinking before he or she voted. Kath is a good person. Being a penalty queen is not the basis in this game. Threats are not the basis in this game. I just don't know why some people are so narrow, shallow that they forgot to do some rational thinking. I do believe in free will - it's his or her decision to vote Kath out - but has he or she thought of what he or she might be missing... I myself made a mistake during this 2nd re-nomination. Not that I'm blaming myself but when I voted I was so excited coz I know that we'll be leaving any hour that night and I have to accomplish everything in the virtual house. I submitted my Photo Collage Activity. I wrote and updated my blog... I voted... I left a message for the virtual housemate who recently quit the game.... Everything's been a rollercoaster ride lately... I don't want the same thing that happened when Dylan was voted out. It wasn't intentional. It was an honest mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I know some things are clear and some things aren't... I just hope that for the next few weeks to come, maging clean game na ito. I hate "siraan" I hate "revenge"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a person who happens to believe that for whatever happens we should all be ready to accept the fact... Whether it might be the good or tha harsh way. I've met a lot of people here. I've won a lot of friends and for that I will be forever thankful and grateful that even for just a hundred days... I've met some people who's real and unreal. Life is a stage. We're the actors who plays in it. There will always be villains and people na "naaapi" - but I hope this will end well. Let's not pretend! Let's all be open!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a matter of who's playing it right or the wrong way - but let's all remember that everything will end with just a single flick of a finger. We don't know what will happen next... Kung sino man ang magiging next evictee - I'm wishing you well... Kung sino man ang matitira... Let's all be friends... There's no money involved in this game! Not even a trip to U.S. sana naman let's all pust the past aside... Forget about it! Start anew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: Sad&lt;br /&gt;Current Music: Only Time - Enya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114520853050429355?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114520853050429355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114520853050429355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114520853050429355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114520853050429355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/maristel-blogs-mistake-i-was-up-till.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114507664701276755</id><published>2006-04-15T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:32.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY SEVENTY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5th Nomination Result&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"FINGERS"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KATHRYN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - i think the penalty queen should leave... and keep her title with her. hehe. sorry ate kath.&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ADRIAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - keep on hanging dude. too early to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"SWAN PRINCESS" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 points to evict &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: kasi feel ko he's stepping onothers just to win the game.&lt;br /&gt;1 point to save &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;MARISTEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: she's the closest to meamong the vhs and i guess she's playing the gameright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"PUSSY CAT MOUSE"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am giving my 2 - point "to evict" to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It was such a pleasure to have him back at the house. I know he has a lot to prove. I know that he's mean at all times but I know that still deep inside him there's still a soft part in his heart. But with what's happening lately, I just couldn't take it anymore. He's back at the house, he's befriending anyone. Okay naman, but the thing is I hope with everything that happened before let's just use the idiom "bury the hatchet". Let's all set aside everything that has happened in the past and start from the beginning again with pure &amp; love in heart. But what lies in his ego again is revenge. I know we should all give chances. Chance to prove that they're gonna change - but he has a new strategy now. I just hope he do it in good purpose and good way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am giving my 1 - point "to save" to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ADRIAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I know there's a lot more things he can give the house. Entertainment and things like that. I want him to prove his existence to everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"PASS-AWAY"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to evict: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ADRIAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-dont know him that much&lt;br /&gt;to save: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;PAOLO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-love ko to... always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"EARTH, WIND &amp;amp; FIRE"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vote &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - HINDI kasi sya NAGBAGO&lt;br /&gt;save &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;KATH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - love ko sya!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;**Heidee failed to submit her nominations before deadline &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114507664701276755?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114507664701276755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114507664701276755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114507664701276755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114507664701276755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-seventy-5th-nomination-result.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114510934769708481</id><published>2006-04-15T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:33.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BANGagers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/bangagers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" height="224" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/320/bangagers.jpg" width="295" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was just another one of those days--I feel like floating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went to work last night (which is supposed to be my first day after a 2-day off), I wasn't really feeling I'm all set for a three-day (predictably, as always, tiring) work. Well, maybe because I wasn't able to get enough sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, about an hour before the commencement of my shift, "Aga ni Kat a." was all my co-staff could say (as always, whenever they see me approching the station). I gathered my pens, pair of bandage scissors and my clipboard, put on my watch and cap, and changed my shoes. Then out I went from the conference room. Ready to receive endorsement by 9:20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last chart I was able to receive was, unfortunately, the most "toxic" one. The patient will be having an OR and all the orders were left to me by the outgoing nurse. I couldn't complain because I knew it was already late for him, especially when he said he'd still have to visit his child in the province. So, I got it. All of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the 4 duty nurses, I was the busiest one. Going to-and-fro, updating my charts every now and then. I even finished the endorsement sheets long after they had theirs done. Whew! I dunno, I often think I'm just making my work "toxic". Well, sometimes, yes, I have to admit. I'm serious when it comes to my work. That's why most of the time I'm the latest to finish. But I'm adjusting. And I feel I'm improving. A bit. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there, even with all those back-and-forth routines, I still had a pending for the OR patient. And the one I was endorsing it to was a senior whom they all feared, especially when they know they had pending, which I had. Sometimes, I just feel so utterly stupid. I mean, I had ample time and yet I don't get to finish everything. So, I had to request for all the pre-op meds (even if the AM shift clerk volunteered to do it; I felt responsible for it) and claim them personally from the Pharmacy. This is one thing I've always conditioned myself to do--to finish everything before going home, to make sure I dont lack anything, and to offer assistance to the receiving nurse. Maybe it's one way to lesssen the guilt. Besides, I just don't want them talking behind my back saying, "'Yang si Kat, andaming naiwang pending." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home at 9am. Cooked breakfast for my hubby even if I was really feeling sleepy. And tired. We had breakfast. And just before heading my way to bed, I went to check the net and Pao happened to be online. So, I was late for my morning session with my bed for about 1 hour and a half. Hihi! But it's ok, I always have fun chatting with Pao. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning sa inyo, goodnight to me. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114510934769708481?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114510934769708481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114510934769708481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114510934769708481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114510934769708481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/bangagers-today-was-just-another-one.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114504000481556847</id><published>2006-04-15T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:31.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2nd Re-nomination Update:&lt;/span&gt; 5 out of 6 VHs have voted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114504000481556847?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114504000481556847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114504000481556847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114504000481556847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114504000481556847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/2nd-re-nomination-update-5-out-of-6.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114517488688675882</id><published>2006-04-15T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:34.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adrian blogs: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PBB Teen Edition Housemate Lookalike!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood: touched&lt;br /&gt;Good Friday: Kahit di kami kumain ng kahit ano except fish, egg at rice the whole day, masaya pa rin ung good Friday ko. Di rin kami nagkita ni Sunshine pero k pa rin. We went to my lolas place and stayed there the whole morning. All I did was eat, text and sleep. Di naman boring kasi kausap ko sis ko palagi and I had this serious talk with my dad there Kailangan ko tlga un. Tus we attended the procession of Jesus dead body then uwi after. Mga 7, camote and cheese for dinner. Then tawag ung cousin ko long distance from Cagayan de Oro thru Sun Cellular. Ask nya ako kung housemate ba ako sa PBB Teen Edition kasi kita na nya ung flashed trailer daw at kala nya ako ung isa. Tlaga? May kamukha akong bagong housemate? Well, I have to see it pa kung tlagang totoo na kamukha kami kasi di ko pa nakita ung trailer eh Then I texted Sunshine again This time, di na cya nagrereply. Could this mean iniiwasan na nya ako? What if alam na ng boyfriend nya or maybe she decided na na pipiliin nya boyfriend nya. My God, wag naman ganun, I hope naubusan lang ng load Even at least magkakasama pa rin kami kahit friendship na lang ulit basta nandun lng cya. Ewan ko na nga ba!!!! Buti pa 2log na lang ako &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114517488688675882?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114517488688675882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114517488688675882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114517488688675882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114517488688675882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/adrian-blogs-pbb-teen-edition.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114507722386408015</id><published>2006-04-15T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:33.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maristel answers 87 Questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Name ~ Maristel&lt;br /&gt;2. Gender ~ Female&lt;br /&gt;3. Primary school ~ see profile&lt;br /&gt;4. Secondary School ~ see profile&lt;br /&gt;5. Horoscope ~ zodiac sign? Gemini&lt;br /&gt;6. Height ~ 5'4"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fave&lt;br /&gt;7. Colour ~ pink and baby blue... red and black...&lt;br /&gt;8. Food ~ Japanese Food&lt;br /&gt;9. Drinks ~ Water, Coke&lt;br /&gt;10. Number ~ 13 &amp; 18&lt;br /&gt;11. Anime ~&lt;br /&gt;12. Songs ~ (right now?) Craig David's Unbelievable&lt;br /&gt;13. Movie ~ GLADIATOR&lt;br /&gt;14. Subject ~ Science&lt;br /&gt;15. Day of the week ~ Friday&lt;br /&gt;16. Eating ~ nada&lt;br /&gt;17. Hairstyle ~ kahit ano lang...&lt;br /&gt;18. Looking ~ (labo naman nito)&lt;br /&gt;19. Thinking ~ Summer Escapade!!!&lt;br /&gt;20. Listening ~ So Sick (female version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in&lt;br /&gt;21. Love ~ Of course&lt;br /&gt;22. Faith ~ Of course&lt;br /&gt;23. Yourself ~ Sometimes (hahaha) OF COURSE&lt;br /&gt;24. Ghosts ~ Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;25. Angels ~ Sa babies lang ata yan eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last 24 hours&lt;br /&gt;26. Worn jeans ~ Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;27. Cleaned your room ~ Yes&lt;br /&gt;28. Cried ~ Yes&lt;br /&gt;29. Met someone new ~ Nope&lt;br /&gt;30. Last person on the phone ~ Mom&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you have a GF/BF ~ hahaha!!! read between the line&lt;br /&gt;32. Do u admire anyone ~ Yes&lt;br /&gt;33. Does someone admire you ~ I dunno&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you plan on having kids ~ Yes&lt;br /&gt;35. How old you wanna be when you get married ~ I dunno... Getting there&lt;br /&gt;36. How old you wanna be when you have your child ~ I dunno&lt;br /&gt;37. How many kids do you want ~ 2 or 3&lt;br /&gt;38. Would you have kids before marriage ~ I dunno&lt;br /&gt;39. Have you found your other half ~ I dunno... Kung dadating, he will...&lt;br /&gt;40. What do you want most in a relationship ~ TIME, Honesty, Love &amp;amp; Trust&lt;br /&gt;41. Pink or Black - Pink&lt;br /&gt;42. Kiss or hug ~ Hugs and kisses&lt;br /&gt;43. Summer or winter ~ Summer, wala naman winter dito eh&lt;br /&gt;44. Sunny or rainy ~ either&lt;br /&gt;45. chocolate or vanilla ~ Both&lt;br /&gt;46. Hanging out or chill ~ CHILL&lt;br /&gt;47. Music or TV ~ both&lt;br /&gt;48. Hamburger or Pizza ~ both&lt;br /&gt;49. Smiling or Laughing ~ Smiling&lt;br /&gt;5O. Sleeping or eating ~ Both are essential&lt;br /&gt;51. Mc Donald's or KFC ~ Mc Donald's&lt;br /&gt;52. Silver or gold ~ Whitegold&lt;br /&gt;53. Sunset or sunrise ~ Sunsets&lt;br /&gt;54. On phone or in person ~ In person&lt;br /&gt;55. Diamonds or Pearls ~ Diamonds&lt;br /&gt;56. Ocean Pacific or Roxy ~ Roxy&lt;br /&gt;57. Band member or model ~ BOTH&lt;br /&gt;58. sneakers or boots ~ BOTH&lt;br /&gt;59. clubbing or live music ~ BOTH&lt;br /&gt;60. jennifer lopez or jennifer aniston ~ Jennifer Aniston :)&lt;br /&gt;61. wat is the time now ~ 2:07 am&lt;br /&gt;62. wat are u doin ~ what do u think?&lt;br /&gt;63. who is the last person u saw ~ my niece&lt;br /&gt;64. who is the last person u sms to ~ my Dad&lt;br /&gt;65. who is the last person who sms u ~ my Dad&lt;br /&gt;66. how many times is ur profile being viewed ~ 128&lt;br /&gt;67. how many ex u have ~ 6&lt;br /&gt;68. how is ur day in school today ~ graduate na ko eh...&lt;br /&gt;69. are u late for sch today ~ hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;70. who are u chatting with now? ~ Marge&lt;br /&gt;71. how old are u ~ 26&lt;br /&gt;72. last thing i drank ~ Water&lt;br /&gt;73. last thing u ate ~ Ricola mints&lt;br /&gt;74. wat do u feel like saying to the one u hate ~ epal ka!!!&lt;br /&gt;75. i like ~ a lot!!!&lt;br /&gt;76. i love ~ life!&lt;br /&gt;77. have u ever broke someone's heart ~ Yes&lt;br /&gt;78. this term hav u ever cried in school? ~ Sa work, yeah&lt;br /&gt;79. had ur heart broken ~ DAMN!!! It's tearing me apart!!!&lt;br /&gt;80. who is the person u now damn hate ~ ewan ko... pero sure, meron ngayon!&lt;br /&gt;81. The last person who kissed u ~ wala nga eh&lt;br /&gt;82. the last pests u killed ~ wala naman&lt;br /&gt;83. how long u slept last night ~ 6 hrs&lt;br /&gt;84. When was ur last outing ~ last year pa!!!&lt;br /&gt;85. would you mind having a blind date ~ i dunno&lt;br /&gt;86. care to meet someone new ~ sure&lt;br /&gt;87. missing someone ~ nah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114507722386408015?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114507722386408015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114507722386408015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114507722386408015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114507722386408015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/maristel-answers-87-questions-1.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114517477615466648</id><published>2006-04-15T08:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:34.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adrian blogs: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Holy Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood: content&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at around 8:30 and went straight (pero naligo ako ha!) to the internet caf to update my blog. When I got there, it was closed so I went to 3 more internet cafs but still, all of them are closed. Naku! Penalty na naman 2! Limutan kong halos may open na establishments kapag holy Thursday at good Friday. So I went back home na lang I guess I have to write my blogs ahead sa computer ko then just transfer it on Saturday. So after writing a blog entry, mag lulunch na For lunch, we were invited by my tita to eat at their place. This tita of mine is an interior designer. So naturally, her house looks amazing. Grabe! Its a small cottage inspired abode. Nipa ung roof (actually pinatong lang ung nipa sa roof tlga to give that whole cottage feel.), may patio na ang ganda ng colors, parang rice terraces inspired ung yard nila na may old bathtub na ginamit nilang fishpond. Its really a creative home. For lunch, and sarap lalaga ng handa! Thai rice (ung may bagoong), baked tahong, bangus in gata, and shrimp sinigang. So busog tlga then I remembered na I have to meet Sunshine at 1:30 kasi nagpapasabay cya in refunding her ticket (Di kasi cya nakauwi sa province nya.). Text ko cya na mga 2 nalang kasi layu pa ng place eh asked my mom if I can go na but didnt allow me coz ang layu raw to the corner. To make the long story short, I went to her boarding house at around 4 na. Wow, pagkakita ko s kanya e parang galit na galit. So ginawa ko nalang ung ginawa nung guy sa Fita commercial: bakit ngayun lang ako? Di ko ba alam na naiinis ka na sa kahihintay sakin? I hate me! I hate me! At least nagwork at tumawa naman cya. So we went to the ticketing office near the pier to refund her ticket. After that, I treated her lunch nalang kasi kawawa naman di pa nakakain sa kahihintay nya sakin. Sabi ko nga sa kanya mas mabuti pa dinala ko nlng cya doon sa tita ko. And guess what she ordered: Thai rice! Eh at least para na rin cyang kumain dun sa tita ko. After eating, grocery kami for her dinner and for good Friday kasi for sure wala na tlgang open na store. Then on our way to her place, umulan. Wala naming jeepney so kailangan naming maglakad. After that, ininvite ko sana cya na mag bisita iglesia with my family ngunit nahihiya cya so ako nlng umuwi. Bisita Iglesia from 7 to 9 tapos McDo kaagad. After that, uwi kami Text lang kami ni Sunshine till tulog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114517477615466648?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114517477615466648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114517477615466648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114517477615466648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114517477615466648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/adrian-blogs-holy-thursday-current.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114517467704335143</id><published>2006-04-15T07:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:33.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adrian blogs: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How come something so good can be so wrong? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood: guilty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thats how I feel about my situation right now with her (codename: sunshine). At last I have found out that the feeling is mutual between us, and because of that, weve been with each other for 3 days now. But then again, we can never escape the fact that she still has a boyfriend; whom she is still really in love with. It really sucks because the both of us really never expected to have feelings for each other, and now we are stuck in this situation: someone will get hurt. I cant help but blame myself for this I felt before that this situation would be possible but I never avoided it I made it happen! I will also feel guilty if she will leave the guy because he is really a good boyfriend to her. But I will not deny that Id rather be selfish and have her than be a martyr and leave her be. In the end, its her decision. And I have to respect whatever decision she makes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114517467704335143?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114517467704335143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114517467704335143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114517467704335143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114517467704335143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/adrian-blogs-how-come-something-so.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114504457242757229</id><published>2006-04-15T03:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:32.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maristel on Marge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Really hate reading about my little sister quitting the game... Sobrang I don't know what to say. Talagang nabawasan na kami ng nabawasan, not through eviction... Through quitting the game. I know that Marge has her point in doing it. It's her decision and I definitely respect it. Sana lang mas naayos. I was wishing that Ian and should have iron things up. Kaya lang, di ko alam that there'll be some kind of revenge in this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will surely miss you Marge. I know from the very start okay ang magiging outcome naming dalawa. I know din that despite our age gap I know mag jajive kami. We have a lot of things in common. It's not that, that made me close to her or made me loved her... It's her simple ways of showing she cares... I was so sad with her decision. I know prior to the post sa site... She also stated sa shoutbox na sana wag ako malungkot sa magiging decision niya. I already anticipated it... That she might quit. Kung ako lang, I want her back sa virtual house sana, kaya lang andun na yun! It's there and done... We can't turn back the hands of time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang natouch lang ako, when Dylan aand I had our very early chat a months ago (I think)... We were talking about LOVE and our special someones... I was shocked when Dylan told me na OKAY naman pala ako, no doubt why MARGE loves me daw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marge, wish you the best. I know kahit wala kna sa Virtual House I know continuous pa rin naman ang friendship! I know you will still be with me and Pao all the way and so as we, THAT'LL NEVER CHANGE... I love you Marge and I will surely miss you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114504457242757229?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114504457242757229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114504457242757229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114504457242757229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114504457242757229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/maristel-on-marge-really-hate-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114504370060006469</id><published>2006-04-15T02:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:31.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maristel blogs: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tearing me into pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/maristeltearing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" height="192" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/320/maristeltearing.jpg" width="293" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really dunno what's in my mind lately. But honestly, I really am confused on what's happening! I dunno, why I'm feeling like this. I've been crying for 3 nights straight... Am I too emotional? Or was it just my heart and mind who's feeling like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&gt; April 12, Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Passion of the Christ... Kindda dragging pero talaga namang naiiyak ako...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where am I? Just at home! Doing my rounds (as usual)... In and out of the house. Drinking coke sakto or puffing a cigarette... The usual. I heard that Karen brought her baby at Dra. Roque's Clinin at Anonas... My niece, Nice is sick. On and off yung fever niya. The doctor prescribed her a medicine and anti-biotic. The doctor also asked them to change her milk... Enfapro instead of Promil Gold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been expecting a lot lately... Expecting things from a lot of people. Our outing was scheduled today. We're supposed to leave today, but my Kuya Sander's been acting a little weird. He's suddenly becoming so fickle-minded... Biglang "aalis" biglang hindi na nama!!! It really is pissing me off! I just can't take it anymore. He made us expect too much - that in the end we end up st home and doing nothing! It's so irritating. He's leaving all the decisions to us. We don't have any contacts for vacation spots - it's him who has all the contacts! Sa totoo lang, parang ayaw naman niya talaga! He just have to admit it. I know that we're not the people he's expecting to be wiht him this week, kaya lang mas okay sana, kung di na niya kami pinaasa and pinaandaran na aalis. We packed our stuffs tapos wala naman pala!!! Di ba nakakaasar! For months dito lang kami sa house. Doing things and stuffs... Kahit rewards na lang sana! Reward for all our good deed - pero wala! He just kept on disappointing us and hurting our feelings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&gt; April 13, Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno for in some reason why I slept 10:30 am. I really am sleepy when I went upstairs, but I was at the room na... Wala na! I'm all awake!!! I placed my pillow right in front of my face! I wanna shout! I wanna say mean things, but I just can't! I want to release all my heartaches and pains kaya lang, I really can't!!! All I did was cry!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till I decided to just go downstairs and just sleep there at the couch. Di din naman ako makatulog. Paikot ikot lang ako... So around 10:25 I went upstairs and locked myself inside the comfort room. Dun na lang ako nagyosi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some cop were calling our house pala... Interrogating my brother about the break in that happened last Monday at our place. He was investigating the case. The brother's victim (the one who barged in at our house) was filing a case against him. Mabait naman daw yun na tao, nawalan lang daw ng cellphone. So sabi nga nila, kaya pala nakapatay din sya ng dalawang tao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So around 11 am My Mom, Tita Tei and Kuya Sander went at the Barangay Hall and filed a case. Mahirap na daw kasi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember - my Mom was waking me up! Ayun nga, there was an emergency daw at home. My brother's baby was so sick! Talagang di na daw bumaba yung temperature. 40 na. Tas nagtatae pa... As in tubig. Nakaka10 dumi na sya when I went over at my Mom's place.... So I told them to bring it at Lourdes Hospital and ipa-stool exam nila... Mahirap na... For sure dehydrated na yung baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after an hour they decided to rush the baby at the hospital. Confine na lang daw. Sabi naman sa Lourdes, okay lang naman daw yung procedure that they're doing kaya lang kung talagang nag woworry sila, i-confine daw... My brother was having second thoughts, kawawa naman daw yung baby kapag dinextrose. She's only 6mos. old. So ayun, nagpatawag kami ng manghihilot. If I am not wrong I remember Nice fell from the bed a week ago... Di na nila pinaalam sa brother ko... So sabi ko baka pilay lang. According to my Tita naman kasi, may nagtatae din sa pilay. So ayun nga, they found out may pilay nga si Nice. Kaya lang mga aroung 11:30 om pale na yung lips nung baby. So my brother decided to confine her na lang. The baby's at Fe Del Mundo Children's Medical Center. Dinextrose daw and she went through a lot of examination. Stool, Urine and CBC... Negative naman daw lahat. Dun sa unang lab, they found out that the baby has UTI. Kaya lang sa Fe Del Mundo nagtataka sila why at that age (that young) bakit daw meron ng UTI. So she have to undergo another urine test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haay, kawawa naman si Nice... Baby namin yun eh!!! :( My Tita Cathy called up. My Lola Lina dropped by at the house. She brought us Guinataang Kamote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tambay lang ako sa house ni Mommy... Waited for my brother. Tas ayun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get to chat with BBK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Gladiator! Gosh di ko na alam kung pang ilang bese na ito... Pang twenty na ata... All time favorite ko din kasi yun eh... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&gt; april 14, Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was having an early forum with Bane... Just talking about stuffs lang naman! Talked about love... Stupid thing called love!!! Why everybody have to be so hooked up with love? Nakakagalit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received an early call from my Dad. Had my usual late lunch. Daing na Bangus and Atsara from Tita Lani. Tita Lani asked me to text Tito Daboy, coz her baby's sick too... Grabe naman 'tong Biyernesanto na to... Lahat na lang kids... Kawawa naman sila... Lahat na lang ng babies dito, nadedehydrate na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 5:30 my Mom arrived from the Hospital. Galing nga daw dun yung family ni Tita Cathy and Tito Rommel. Ganun lang. We talked about Nice. Kawawa naman kasi eh... Had a serious talk with Tita Tei. Grabe as in we talked about a lot of stuffs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrian texted me... Ayun in love daw sya pero malungkot. But whatever it is - Adrian, I know you'll get thru that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pao, super miss na kita! Sorry kung di ako nakakapag online. Dami kasi nangyayari lately dito sa amin! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian, whatever it is that's i n your mind lately... Hayaan mo na yun! Past is past and we should all live with the future. Konting araw na lang... Sana naman, the good Ian right now is yun na yung totoo, no more revenge or any thing... Ikaw din naman kasi ang tinatamaan. i do hope you understand what I'm talking about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kath, grabe! Di pala ikaw yung nasa Forum! Grabe... I am speechless! Wala na akong masabi with what's happening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidee, it's been a while since our last chat! Anyways, we still do text pa naman! Take care a lot! Ingat sa health... Wag masyado sa exercise at diet, mabibigla yung system mo, lalo ka magkakasakit... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just got back from the hospital. I brought Napkin for Karen, Iberet and Biogesic. Di na nya kasi kaya. Hirap daw. Halos wala silang tulog. Ayun... buti nagising si Nice, I got to play with her even for a while... Basta ako, continuos pa rin ang prayers ko na sana gumaling na sya. Sana wala naman lumabas na di maganda sa Urine Test niya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, till here muna!!! Sobrang bumabagsak na mata ko! Super antok na'ko! Goodnight everyone! I miss you all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au Revoir! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: Sleepy&lt;br /&gt;Current Music: So Sick (female version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114504370060006469?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114504370060006469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114504370060006469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114504370060006469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114504370060006469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/maristel-blogs-tearing-me-into-pieces.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114504068110411919</id><published>2006-04-15T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:31.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Activity 16&lt;/span&gt; - "Greatest Sacrifice?" -Ian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lesson: "Sacrifice bears something."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greatest Sacrifice? 365 days.... Long 365 days.... Sleepless 365 days... Lonesome 365 days... Pressure-filled 365 days.... Sometimes boring, sometimes fun 365 days.... ...for my younger sisters.... Cindy and Michelle ... two subjects of my sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first time to be away from my family... The longest time to be away with them.... The hardest things I've been to were expericed here.... Been to lots of racial discriminations.... Ups and downs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be able to make my two younger sisters finish college is my objective. Its not a game, its for real..so I'm doing all the best I could for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Owwwsss....as if ang tipid tipid ko.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114504068110411919?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114504068110411919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114504068110411919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114504068110411919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114504068110411919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/activity-16-greatest-sacrifice-ian.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114501312432869207</id><published>2006-04-14T18:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:29.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY SIXTY-NINE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paolo on ex-VH Marge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nagulat ako... gulat n gulat... i never thought margewould quit... ung msg nya nung una... its not meantfor her to quit the game... she is saying that... thatsthe reason kung bakit cya mag-quiquit kungmngyari man... and cguro un n nga ang gusto nyamangyari... cguro hindi n nya kaya ung mgangyayari sa loob ng vahay... i wish na makabalikcya... sana!!! well marge kung hindi k manmakabalik,,, ano p b masasabi ko sau... love n lovekita as a Pajemaremanian... hehehhe and having uas my little sister sa loob ng bahay is really agreat pleasure... mamimiss ko ung mga posts moheheheh (as always) and always take care... i willalways be ur kuya paolo even if pinoy big brotherfantasy game is history... always remember that ilove you!!! (^-^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114501312432869207?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114501312432869207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114501312432869207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114501312432869207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114501312432869207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-sixty-nine-paolo-on-ex-vh-marge.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114501330916964852</id><published>2006-04-14T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:29.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Paolo answers survey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thirteen random things Paolo likes:&lt;br /&gt;1.iPod&lt;br /&gt;2.Spongebob&lt;br /&gt;3.Computer&lt;br /&gt;4.pictures&lt;br /&gt;5.friends&lt;br /&gt;6.philippines&lt;br /&gt;7.sleeping&lt;br /&gt;8.suikoden 1-5&lt;br /&gt;9.american idol&lt;br /&gt;10.britney spears&lt;br /&gt;11.going to church&lt;br /&gt;12.SM north edsa&lt;br /&gt;13.DVDs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twelve movies:&lt;br /&gt;1.Crossroads&lt;br /&gt;2.From Justin to Kelly&lt;br /&gt;3.Longshot&lt;br /&gt;4.Austin Powers Goldmember&lt;br /&gt;5.Spongebob the Movie&lt;br /&gt;6.Mean Girls&lt;br /&gt;7.Freaky Friday&lt;br /&gt;8.Herbie&lt;br /&gt;9.The Pacifier&lt;br /&gt;10.Chicken Little&lt;br /&gt;11.American Pie Band Camp&lt;br /&gt;12.Harry Potter 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eleven good bands/artists:&lt;br /&gt;1.Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;2.Everyone on American idol&lt;br /&gt;3.hale&lt;br /&gt;4.cueshe&lt;br /&gt;5.spongecola&lt;br /&gt;6.black eyed peas&lt;br /&gt;7.lifehouse&lt;br /&gt;8.mymp&lt;br /&gt;9.jay-r&lt;br /&gt;10.erik santos&lt;br /&gt;11.christian bautista&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten things about you:&lt;br /&gt;1.5"10 and a half&lt;br /&gt;2.17 years old&lt;br /&gt;3.loves britney spears&lt;br /&gt;4.doesnt eat shrimp&lt;br /&gt;5.idolizes geoff eigenmann&lt;br /&gt;6.look like geoff eigenmann a lot&lt;br /&gt;7.love classical music because of american idol&lt;br /&gt;8.american idol addict&lt;br /&gt;9.has a lot of DVDs&lt;br /&gt;10.loves the philippines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine good friends:&lt;br /&gt;1.jr&lt;br /&gt;2.andre&lt;br /&gt;3.karren&lt;br /&gt;4.chammy&lt;br /&gt;5.ate tr&lt;br /&gt;6.ate cris&lt;br /&gt;7.kuya odick&lt;br /&gt;8.kuya JA&lt;br /&gt;9.ate babee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight favorite food/drinks:&lt;br /&gt;1.fried chicken&lt;br /&gt;2.mango juice&lt;br /&gt;3.water&lt;br /&gt;4.lamb chop&lt;br /&gt;5.mocha kreme frapuccino&lt;br /&gt;6.salad&lt;br /&gt;7.orange chicken&lt;br /&gt;8.honey chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven people you have fun with:&lt;br /&gt;1.armand&lt;br /&gt;2.becbec&lt;br /&gt;3.rahvin&lt;br /&gt;4.chay&lt;br /&gt;5.rachel&lt;br /&gt;7.ate matet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six things that annoy you:&lt;br /&gt;1.my brother&lt;br /&gt;2.chain msgs&lt;br /&gt;3.pag nasisisra cp ko&lt;br /&gt;4.pag nagloloko computer&lt;br /&gt;5.kpag walang makitang video ni Kellie Pickler&lt;br /&gt;6.nakalimuta manuod ng american idol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five things you touch everyday:&lt;br /&gt;1.computer&lt;br /&gt;2.cellphone&lt;br /&gt;3.telephone&lt;br /&gt;4.iPod&lt;br /&gt;5.iDog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four shows you watch:&lt;br /&gt;1.American Idol&lt;br /&gt;2.Thats So Raven&lt;br /&gt;3.Drake &amp;amp; Josh&lt;br /&gt;4. Spongebob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you wear every day:&lt;br /&gt;1.underwear&lt;br /&gt;2.shorts or pants&lt;br /&gt;3.shirt or jacket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two celebrities you have a crush on:&lt;br /&gt;1.Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;2.Kellie Pickler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing about yourself that you want everyone to know:&lt;br /&gt;1.im here in the US (^-^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114501330916964852?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114501330916964852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114501330916964852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114501330916964852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114501330916964852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/paolo-answers-survey-thirteen-random.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114496663535633898</id><published>2006-04-14T06:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:28.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whaaat??!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kathryn:&lt;/strong&gt; BBK, to penalize me the past few, what 2 weeks(?!), is understandable. it's clearly my fault. pero the latest, i thought more than twice before having that message posted. i re-read the reason for my penalty before, and you stated there that "addressing an ex-VH" is against your laws. did i violate it? NO. i DIDN'T ADDRESS ate janette if that's how you took it. i just TOLD MATS that we (ate janette and i) texted. i can't see a line there in my post where i DIRECTLY 'TALKED' to ate janette. and neither did you explained it in your "Kathryn Gets Penalized" post. (wow, ian, bibilib na ako sa sinumang makaagaw sa trono ko bilang penalty queen!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i mistook it, fine. i'll have to admit it's my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can prove me wrong, then there's no need for a 5th nomination because even if some of my co-VHs would try to save me, it's the penalty points you gave me that would render all their (especially ian's and pao's) efforts futile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for sounding like it, but i'm really shocked and upset because, this time, i tried to be cautious. but, oh well, if that's your decision, then be it. just ENLIGHTEN me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: just want to make it clear that i'm not after the title. as i always tell my co-VHs, i'll try not to&lt;br /&gt;quit because i want my exit to be a natural one; meaning being voted out or being sent away by BBK himself. but, you see, it's just not clear this time. i can't just accept it as that without a valid (a concrete) reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BBK started prohibiting VHs from addressing ex-VHs on March 29. Through a VH, BBK prohibited the VHs from mentioning names of ex-VHs in the ShoutBox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114496663535633898?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114496663535633898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114496663535633898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114496663535633898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114496663535633898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/whaaat-kathryn-bbk-to-penalize-me-past.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114496579724756499</id><published>2006-04-14T06:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:28.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ian is penalized and banned in PBBFG Board&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ian have made more than 3 offenses in PBBFG Board. He posted in the EX-VHs and VISITORs SECTION using the name "kathrym" and "marge".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;kathrym&lt;/strong&gt;" (Apr 9, 2006, 1:57pm): hello po. until now wala parin akong supporters? [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pbbfantasygame.proboards102.com/index.cgi?action=display&amp;board=pbbfg2virtualhousemates&amp;amp;thread=1143701466&amp;page=1#1144558677"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2nd offense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;kathrym&lt;/strong&gt;" (Apr 9, 2006, 1:58pm): go pao go pao [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pbbfantasygame.proboards102.com/index.cgi?action=display&amp;amp;board=pbbfg2virtualhousemates&amp;thread=1143700826&amp;amp;page=1#1144558720"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3rd offense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; - penalty]&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;marge&lt;/strong&gt;" (Apr 12, 2006, 11:31am: wow naman ate mats .... maiiintindihan kaya ni kuya pao yan? talagang pure tagalog ei ano? [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pbbfantasygame.proboards102.com/index.cgi?action=display&amp;board=mastersroompbbfg2&amp;amp;thread=1144780745&amp;page=1#1144809117"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4th offense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; - banned]&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;marge&lt;/strong&gt;" (Apr12, 2006, 11:38am): waaahhh... wlang may gs2 sakn. [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pbbfantasygame.proboards102.com/index.cgi?action=display&amp;amp;board=pbbfg2virtualhousemates&amp;thread=1143701813&amp;amp;page=1#1144809490"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5th offense &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- banned] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If a VH violated PBBFG BOARD rules 3 times he/she gets +5 penalty points. Ian's IP and accounts are banned due to multiple violations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114496579724756499?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114496579724756499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114496579724756499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114496579724756499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114496579724756499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/ian-is-penalized-and-banned-in-pbbfg.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114496452472983398</id><published>2006-04-14T04:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:27.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maristel, confused&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I really don't know how to react on all the things that are happening lately!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear!!! Feels like - things are getting harder &amp;amp; harder everyday. I just do hope that still there are real people inside the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you all guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pao, you just don't know how much you made me happy - your help was really appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrian, it's been days since our last text, how are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian, I hope everything's fine na. I heard about the thing with Jomar (about the biggest threats in the house) ... I hope we could talk about it one of these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heida, how are you feeling? I hope you're good now. You're missing a lot of lakwatsa and you're gym...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kath, how are you na? Again, you're penalized! Hahaha! Anyway, nothin's new, same old same old Kathryn. I miss you na! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114496452472983398?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114496452472983398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114496452472983398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114496452472983398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114496452472983398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/maristel-confused-i-really-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114492868608827131</id><published>2006-04-13T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:27.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY SIXTY-EIGHT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read ex-VH Marge's farewell message at &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://h4j3k56j6nn6534539fdsw3.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ex-VHs Lounge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114492868608827131?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114492868608827131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114492868608827131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114492868608827131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114492868608827131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-sixty-eight-read-ex-vh-marges.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114491779834089814</id><published>2006-04-13T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:26.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maristel blogs: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;UNBELIEVABLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/maristelunbelievable.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand; alt: " src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/320/maristelunbelievable.jpg" width="292" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the first time this year 2006. My family organized an outing!!! Finally!!! The moment I'm waiting for!!! I can't wait to hit the BEACH or the POOL... I don't care as long as there's SUN... Loud music, foods, COKE, marlboro greens... I'll be very happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~~&gt; April 11, Tuesday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 am -- Just thinking of things to bring on our outing! The truth is we still haven't find a place where we'll spend our outing. We're still deciding whether Laguna or Batangas... Bryan gave me Mrs. Lina Gumpal's cellphone # - that's at Tali Beach at Batangas. I inquired sa Montemar Beach Club sa Bataan (too expensive!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 am -- Went upstairs, comfort room to be in particular. I brushed my teeth. I pee. Went inside the room. Do my night rituals (as usual)... Prayed and cleanse my face. I registered for a 2 days unlimited text at Smart. I forwarded a 'good morning" quotes to my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 am -- I received a text from my Tita Lani. "di ba friend ka, minsan usap naman tayo"... Was a little curious about her message so no matter how sleepy I am I still managed to text her back and asked what is it about. She told me kulang pa daw ako sa tulog and I might as well sleep first and we'll talk about it in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:30 am -- Slept... sound asleep GoOmOrNyT to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 am -- I woke up... Call of nature. But I checked my cellphone first. I received a message from my friend Desiree &amp; Ma'am Chona. Also received a message from Pao, asking me to go online na nga and he has something to say daw... So i texted him back, sarap pa tulog ko, maybe in a while mag oonline ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:30 -- I fixed my bed. Piled my pillows. Fold my comforter. Went downstairs with my puppies Cotton and Candy. Heat our food. And went online....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 pm -- I logged in sa YM... Nanibago ako kasi Heidee's not online. Sent a message kay Pao. Jomar pm me. Ayun chat kami. After a while nag online na din si Marge. We talked a lot about things and stuffs. Nagkachat din kami ni Ian, who I lost in touch for days... Was just glad, we were able to chat. May fansite na pala si Marge and so as Ian. It was Jomar naman who made his site. Jomar made a fansite for Marge too... So sweet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 pm -- Still online. Chat pa din kami ni Pao. Tapos ayun nga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 pm -- We talked about our outing and who's gonna come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 pm -- Went over at Tita Lani's place. Saw her eyes na sobrang maga and I know that's from crying. She told me the reasons. I empathized her. I know how she feels. I just hope I could do something to cheer her up and lift her spirits up. I was having this exchange of text messages with Jomar. He's on his way to Bicol kasi. Well, wishing him a safe trip. Jomar, Enjoy &amp;amp; have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dramathon... Watched Gulong ng Palad, Sa Piling Mo, wasn't able to finish Panday, kasi nakatulog ako sa couch. They just woke me up kasi dinner na nga raw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 pm -- Took my long relaxing bath... Nagbabad talaga ako sa shower. because it was so freaking hot!!! Sarap ng feeling maligo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 midnight -- Nag online ako, and finally got the chance to chat with Adrian and Marge. Was so shocked sa site. I really am so speechless!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 am -- Finished my activity - I might not finish it kung ipagpapabukas ko pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We might be leaving early this morning or late night... So Adrian, Ian, Heidee, Kath, Marge &amp;amp; Pao, I will miss you guys! Hope I'll enjoy!!! Stay safe and be safe. Love you all! Marge, you'll get through that. Pao, thanks a lot for your help sa activity. Really words aren't enough for your good deed. I just wanted you to know how much I appreciate your work (following my concept) - really from the bottom of my heart thanks! I love you guys! You will always be a part of me... You just all made me complete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au Revoir!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ mwaHuggZ :-* &gt;:D&lt; ~ ~*~ currently listening to Craig David's UNBELIEVABLE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114491779834089814?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114491779834089814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114491779834089814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114491779834089814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114491779834089814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/maristel-blogs-unbelievable-for-first.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114491610605715224</id><published>2006-04-13T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:26.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maristel's greatest sacfrices&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~*~Greatest sacrifice I've done for somebody? There are a lot of sacrifices I did for somebody, honestly.I don't boast about it. It really - is T.R.U.E. ~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st sacrifice... It was when Angelo was still my BF. I set aside everything. My whole world only revolved in him. I turned my back on my relatives. I was totally blinded. My cousins would talk to me about him - abouth things that they discovered about him, but I just leave them - I won't talk to them. I almost gave him everything. I felt so inspired when we were together. At first, I know that the "relatinship" thingy was just a plan. He's sick. He has scoliosis. And my aunt and I planned that right after his operation until he totally recuperated from his operation I will break up with him. But I didn't... Coz I learned to love him. We even haven't celebrated our first monthsary when a girl showed up! I was broken into pieces... I was shattered! A lot of things happened with them that never really happen between us. But still I fought for our relationship. Inspite and despite of everything. Until the time came that he's going through his surgery. First day, I asked my friends to come with me at St. Luke's Hospital because I'm gonna visit him. When we're at the Hospital na - I was so shocked with what I saw! It was his girl (who was a Nurse but not at that Hospital) who was taking care of him, who was checking up on him. I felt like my heart was gently torn into pieces. I really don't know what to do. The fact that I turned my back on my relatives was one thing I regret doing. I sacrificed everything for him. No communications with my relatives. No nothing. Kahit after his operation - it was me who took care of him. I bathe him. I monitored his meals. I would spend my days with him. Until, finally - I realized that everything was going wrong and I couldn't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd sacrifice... This is about love again! But this time I gave everything! I gave my all! I didn't even spare something for myself. I gave him everything, my self, my time... as in everything. This time what I felt was different. What I have in mind and heart was... I really that person. I don't care what people might say. I helped him with everything. This time I almost forgot about my family. Family, meaning my Mom, my brother... The important thing is every moment I am with him. I was so insensitive not to feel what was happening behind my back. I heard things against him seeing his ex girlfriends but I was too deaf not to hear it. All I thought was my feelings for him. That I love him, that I don't wanna lose him. I know we just became an "item" because I was his harbour evrytime he has problems with his ex gf. I was the only one behind him. I was the only person that understood him. Till we bacame "us". I devoted every single monet of my life with him. I never thought of myself anymore. What's important for me is his feelings. How I would make him happy. How I'll help him with the business he was just starting. Everything was my concept, my idea. I didn't ask anything in return. Basta I know "kami". Kumita man sya I know kasama ako dun. Kahit di na ako abutan - makita ko lang na kahit papaano kumikita sya, masayang masaya na ako. But despite those things I did for him - nalaman ko na lang, that he went over at his ex gf's house. He was drunk then. He asked for forgiveness sa ex gf nya. He wanted them to start as friends again. Sobrang sakit! I cried for almost a month. Nung una, i pretended I don't know anything. Kaya lang, sunud-sunod na ang outings niya with his friends - he was at Cebu for 3days. I didn't receive any calls from him. Not even "kamusta ka na?" WALA!!! Hanggang sa yung isa nyang friend told me that all the time he was there - all he did was call his ex gf. Okay lang lahat kahit masakit na sobra. Tinanggap ko pa din sya, kasi mahal ko sya... We lasted for a year pa. Pero talagang di ko na kinaya, so I called it quits... I have to do something for myself naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sacrifice... January 10, 2004&lt;br /&gt;My dad's ex partner Beth gave birth at Fe Delos Santos Hospital @ Banawe. Ako lahat. Inasikaso ko admission and everything. 24 hours sya nag labor and I checked on her from time to time. As long as I know my Dad will be happy, gagawin ko kahit masakit na! That was the time I saw my Dad so happy! Althought it was tearing me apart, tuloy pa din ako. I didn't sleep for 36 hours. Naeexcite na din ako, kasi I can see in my Dad's eyes how excited he is. The day after after she gave birth... Mas lalong di ako makatulog. My dad left us together with my Kuya and his driver. They went to Apalit, Pampanga. I went sa Chapel ng Hospital. It was so dark. Wala akong ibang maisip kundi yung Mom ko - who I left for 2days na. I called her and told her everything. Every information. 'til I noticed that I was crying na. Sobrang sakit pala. Yung girl was my age din. Younger pa nga sa akin ng one year. My dad blamed me and scolded at me sa Hospital about the child's Birth Certificate. After all what i did, yun pa matatanggap ko! Hanggang sa nagpaalam kami - I told my Dad I have to go home and get some sleep. He requested my brother to cook Nilagang Bulalo for the girl. My brother wasn't able to did his duty to cook. So 6pm nagpatakbo ako sa maid ng mga kailangan. Sira yung pressure cooker ko, 9pm di pa lumalambot yung baka. 10pm I took a bath para pupunta na ko ng hospital to bring the food. Sobrang takot na takot yung kapatid ko kasi pagagalitan sya ni Daddy, dahil yun ang inutos sa kanya tas di pa on time. So on our way to the Hospital, sabi ko ako na ang aako kung bakit na late kami. Sabi ko di bale ng ako ang pagalitan. Naaawa na kasi ako sa kapatid ko, kahit yung mga good deeds niya binabalewala lang ng Daddy namin. Sa Hospital, dumating kami, naksimangot Daddy ko. Sabi niya "Alam niyo namang may bagong panganak, di niyo man lang naisip na kailangan ng mainit na sabaw!" So sabi ko ako ang may kasalanan. Pasensya na. Hinila ako palabas sa veranda ng Room. Dun lahat ng masasakit na salita tinanggap ko. Lahat ng mura. Sagot ko na lang "Kaya nga po niluto ko yan! Kasi alam ko kailangan ni Ate Beth dahil magpapabreast feed sya at malaki maitutulong nun para makapagproduce ng milk! Wag niyo na po akong sisihin! Wala naman po akong tulog for 2 days straight, lahat naman ng ikaliligaya nyo ginagawa ko. Ang hirap kasi ako ang laging masama. Gumawa ako ng mabuti, masama pa din" Hanggang sa nag walk-out sya! He stormed out of the room. Yung kapatid ko pinuntahan ako sa veranda, niyakap ako, sabi ko, "That's how much I love you. Di bale ng ako ang masisi and mapagalitan wag lang ikaw". Ganyan lagi ang papel ko sa buhay, taga salo ng kasalanan ng iba. Kahit di ako ang may kasalanan ako ang humihingi ng sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114491610605715224?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114491610605715224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114491610605715224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114491610605715224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114491610605715224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/maristels-greatest-sacfrices-greatest.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114503876952275410</id><published>2006-04-13T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:30.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ian blogs: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pritong Isda for Special Dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/ianprinito.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/320/ianprinito.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lesson: "Relax. Feel at ease. Eat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY, 5:30 PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in time.... paglabas na paglabas ko sa room ko, dumating si "Dean."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dean" (Teacher Kim Tae Ho), as what I call him invited me to their house for a special dinner. He was my dormitory's Dean last year, far more better than the new dean we got in the dorm now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost everynight, he and his wife would come to my room and give me something to eat. Napaka thoughtful ng mag asawang to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di kalayuan ang bahay nila na nasa 15th floor ng 15-floor apartment building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anyung Hasseyo.." , bati ko kay Mrs. Kim (Sarah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busyng busy si Sarah sa hinanda nya raw para sakin. Aalis nako in few days kaya daw dapat busugin nila ako ng favorite food ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga 30 minutes rin kaming nag-usap at nagreminisce ng past ni "Dean" sa sala na nakaupo sa sahig (Korean style), habang chimichibog ng Strawberry-Kiwi Salad with tomatoes, oranges, and "tok" (Korean Rice Cake).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few minutes later, dumating ang isang Pizza Boy. Nag-order pala silan ng Oven-baked Potato Pizza. Sarap na sarap ako and tuloy parin usapan at halakhakan namin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dinner's up!", sigaw ni Sarah sabay lapag ng special menu kuno sa mesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I cooked "Prito" for you." aniya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah have stayed in the Philippines (Mindoro) for a year 10 years back so may knowledge sya sa mga Filipino Cuisines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chibugan kami until 8 PM. Ma-mimiss daw nila ako. Syempre ako mamimiss ko rin sila. Sila bale naging second family ko dito. Ako rin kaya nagbigay ng English name sa dalawa nilang anak --- Princess and Baby (in picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa palang to (dine out) sa mga ineexpect kong special meetings with other friends here.....bago pa man ako uwi ng Pinas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Naku ginutom tuloy ako, miss ko na talaga Filipino food. Pag-uwing pag-uwi ko, unang una kong kakainin, Jolly Spaghetti and leche flan. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114503876952275410?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114503876952275410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114503876952275410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114503876952275410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114503876952275410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/ian-blogs-pritong-isda-for-special.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114503966635667499</id><published>2006-04-13T03:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:30.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ian blogs: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Please release me... let me go.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/ianpleasereleaseme.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/320/ianpleasereleaseme.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in picture (L to R)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen, Principal Lee, Menchie, "Walking Vice Pincipal", ME, "Frown-face Vice Principal", &amp;amp; Pastor Kim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson: "Take it.... or else....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY 4:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;Stephen went to my office to inform me that we will go out together with the school administration for a special dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;East Kyeongsan, Shabu-shabu House. (5:30 PM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we ate.... talk talk ako konte....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you blah blah blah..for everything..... I will miss ... blah blah blah... You made me a better person... ", laman ng 1-minute speech ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 courses ang Shabu shabu Set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st.... you mix the veges and beef with kujijjang (hot paste), then cook it. ...eat it. 2nd... you may now cook the noodles.... then eat.... 3rd... cook mo ang rice (with spring onions and egg) then eat it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They gave us (Ate Menchie and I) a gift kuno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Naku, pera sana to, para safe nako sa Domestic flight from Manila-Gensan." , wish ng isip ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened the gift...... "Pure Silver Chopsticks and Spoon?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal Lee: "That's very expensive. Korean kings and queens before use silver chopsticks and spoon everytime they eat. They would know if the food's been poisoned cus the metal will change color."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Exaj na naman ang principal o, expensive daw eh $50 lang kaya to, may price tag pa eh. Haha." , ani ego ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Thursday uwi na akong Pinas.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we left the restaurant..... Principal called me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal Lee: "Your visa expires on April 20, so you need to stay here until next week. Your replacement hasn't arrived yet so you still have to teach. You cannot leave yet because we did not purchase a new ticket yet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT?????????????????" ,sigaw ng puso ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready na ako to the max na makauwi na.... I packed up all my things already... 2 weeks ago pa. Postponed ang pag-uwi ko for 3 times na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Some Koreans nga naman... aamuhin ka muna bago ka kakagatin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear..... reset my countdown... back to 10 days.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Time... please run fast...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114503966635667499?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114503966635667499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114503966635667499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114503966635667499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114503966635667499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/ian-blogs-please-release-me.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114485442841790623</id><published>2006-04-12T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:25.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY SIXTY-SEVEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kathryn is penalized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kathryn:&lt;/strong&gt; mats i'm glad you're ok na. binalita ko nga kay ate janette yung nangyari e.. lam mo, inabangan ko nga sa news yun e. kaso wala naman. tsk! kala ko pa naman babatiin mo kami! haha! joke lang po. =&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kathryn gets +5 penalty points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114485442841790623?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114485442841790623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114485442841790623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114485442841790623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114485442841790623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-sixty-seven-kathryn-is-penalized.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114484378027994366</id><published>2006-04-12T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:25.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Re-nomination cancelled; 3rd vote for 5th eviction starts tonight until Saturday eve&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Due to Marge's departure the re-nomination is cancelled and all votes are considered void. A new nomination for 5th eviction is set which starts today. Deadline for nomination is on Saturday evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114484378027994366?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114484378027994366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114484378027994366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114484378027994366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114484378027994366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/re-nomination-cancelled-3rd-vote-for.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114484283586923286</id><published>2006-04-12T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:23.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marge quits&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/margequits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" height="276" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/320/margequits.jpg" width="223" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After staying sixty-seven days inside the Virtual House, former PaJeMaReMa member Marge, the 14-year-old highschool stud from Caloocan City has decided to leave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marge:&lt;/strong&gt; This is getting into my nerves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the mean part of me... here it goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st of all Ian. Show me the trascript of the issue "maaksidente/mabalian ng kamay".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe now I know your dying to get your revenge on me. Now go on! Do it! actually last night dapat mag ququit na ko. YOURE THE REASON WHY IM QUITTING! this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Mats told me not to react on this. I AM one of your biggest threats? right? and you're teling her to vote me out this coming eviciton. I have also the transcript of our conversation. anyway BBK warned us already. hahaa.. akala m0 makakakuha ka na revenge on me.. haha Damn it! yung revenge naman na sana matatangal ako sa loob ng bahay. At anong sinasabi mo na "To Maristel, Kathryn, Paolo, Heidee... sana wag nyo questionin yung pagiging mabait ko sa inyo." samantalang Me and JOMAR had a conversation this afternoon. I told him abouy the BIGGST THREAT for you. It's me and KUYA PAO! pero sabi nya. ang biggest threat for you ay si ATE MATS AND KUYA PAO! i have a trascript parin. Ka plastikan. grabe! i hate to say this pero only IDIOT's makes revenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! baka mamaya pag harap mo kay Ate Kathryn sabihin mo ang biggest threat mo ay si ate heidz, kuya pao, or ate mats..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SABIHIN NYO NA ANG GUSTO NYO SABIHIN SAKIN. ISIPIN NYO NA NAPAKASAMA KO. Sorry DYLAN kokontrahin kita sa sinabi mo kay IAN sa farewell letter mo. You're a BIG FOOL kung maniniwala ka sa lies nyan! akala m0 naman IAN everbody likes you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all of you! vote for me! go.... total naman sobrang mean ko for ian diba? and i didn't sent you hate mails... why would i do that.. its just a waste of time.. and if i will just waste it.. not on you! youre such a big waste of time di mo lang alam yung mga close mo meron dyan nag cucurse din sayo... akala mo lang ako.. ang loser mo tlga.. akala mo EVERYBODY LOVES YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di ako marunong magtanim ng sama ng loob. isipin mo naman. bumalik ka sit binati pa kita.. i brought you back on my IM list AGAIN! isang araw lang saakin yung galit sayo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At bakit ko pepersonalin... dito lang tayo nagkita! HELLO! nuknukan naman ang galit mo saakin! if u want me out of the house because im a threat for you then comfront me... tell me to leave the house... sorbang respeto na ang ipinapakita ko sau simula nang bumalik ka dito.. and yet... ahhh ang bulls**t talaga ng life!!! F***! kung ako galit parin sayo ikaw na ang ibinoto ko this eviction...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU DESERVE that +5 on the eviciton... sana naman kung gagawa ka ng revenge e yung hindi malalaman ni BBK pra hindi ka magkaroon ng penalty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE! &gt;:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114484283586923286?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114484283586923286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114484283586923286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114484283586923286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114484283586923286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/marge-quits-after-staying-sixty-seven.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114484329320614235</id><published>2006-04-12T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:24.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Greatest Sacrifice In Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What is my greatest sacrifice in life?? that's easy...being here in the United States made me sad...really it does break my heart to be leaving my beloved Counrty...I sacrificed a lot of things... 1st, i made my life miserable kc mahihiwalay ako sa mga friends ko...but nung ngtatagal na...cyempre u tend to forget ung mga bagay n hindi mo n nakikita araw araw... pero i know deep in my heart na nndun p rin ung mga friends ko at gusto ko p rin cla makasama... kahit 1 araw lng i will be very very happy...pero naisip ko..kahit malayo ako s mga friends ko.. some of them still txt me and some of them still msg sa friendster... i know i am loved and i know that my friends in the Philippines will be my friends forever..ngaun..they graduated na...thats my 2nd sacrifice na hindi ako makakagraduate ksma ang friends ko... pero i know its for my own good sake nmn so bahala na... then there is prom... dance contest... convocation...cheering... Student Government meetings...all of that GONE...in one blink of an eye...I am now here in the United States of America and I feel very very lucky...and sad as always...but now i always thonk positive...makakabalik din ako...nakakabalik din ako...cguro..may plan si Jesus kung kelan...and i understand kung bkit hindi p ngaun...pero in time..i know the time will come na magkikita din kami lahat ulit...i never thought i would cry typing this post... (BBK kc) :((....pero its ok to cry...thats what i always do kpag malungkot...and kpag puro kapakshetan ang ngyayari sa buhay ko...i know that someday...sometime mawawala din to lahat...si mama ko akala nya ayaw n ayaw ko dito at ayaw ko cya makasama pero hindi...i try to bring a smile to my face everyday para lng sbhin nya n ok ako...my friends sa school...lagi sabi tahimik ako...pero thats me...i cant change it...hindi ko mababago kung ayaw or gusto ko dto sa America...8 months na ako dito and still hindi p ako nakaka-adjust...pero thats allryt i know someday makaka-adjust din ako...tsaka nga pla...hindi lng nmn friends ko ung lagi ko namimiss...pati ung mga taong lagi ko ksma sa bahay dati...si tita bing, charles and most especially my Madeng (Madeng short version of Mama Sideng)...i really really miss her...cguro isa rin to sa sacrifice ko sa buhay na wala cya saakin...she is like my &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/paolosacrifice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="176" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/320/paolosacrifice.jpg" width="236" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2nd mother...simula maliit ako inalagaan n nya ako...and dahil lng sa States na 2 eh magkakahiwalay kmi...i never though na iiyak tlga ako dahil sa post n 2...i think BBK did this especially for me...tamang tama tlga ako and nung nbasa ko i wanted to do it...pero plano ko to do it alone and by myself...dahil e2 na nga umiiyak n ako and i dont want anyone to see me crying dahil magkakaroon nnmn ng maraming tanong saakin....anyways...thats it!!! the things i sacrificed just to be here in America and be successful...BBK this post really did made me cry..ang galing mo...konti lng ang taong nkpag-paiyak saakin and be proud u are one of them...hehehe... :(( :)) :(( :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current Mood: sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current Music: How Do I Live- Paris Bennett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114484329320614235?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114484329320614235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114484329320614235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114484329320614235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114484329320614235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-greatest-sacrifice-in-life-what-is.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114484298591368486</id><published>2006-04-12T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:24.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marge's Biggest Sacrifice ever, so far&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmmm I didn't eat fora week. Water, Water, Water lang! It's for ourprayer fasting. We will be having a concert kayabawal kumain talaga that time. Sobrang fromMonday to Sunday no FOOD! pag dating ngMonday grabe rehersals.. at least pwede na food.Tue-Thurs ayan... Todo rehersals talaga.. Fridaywaaa! Concert na namin... Araneta Coliseum.though it was hard at least it's for a good cause.Yung money na nakuha namin for the total sales ofthe ticket. Napaaayos namin yung church. Webought 4 centralized airconditioners, 10electricfans, etc.. hahaa Kala ko yung sacrificesobrang hirap pero pag nagawa mo na pala andalam mong its for a good cause its feels so goodnaman e.. Lalo na kung makakatulong ka pala sasacrifice mo. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114484298591368486?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114484298591368486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114484298591368486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114484298591368486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114484298591368486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/marges-biggest-sacrifice-ever-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114475370953997715</id><published>2006-04-11T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:23.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;DAY SIXTY-SIX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Activity 15&lt;/span&gt; - 50 Facts about Adrian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. I part time job: choreographer. I teach hip-hop dances.&lt;br /&gt;2. I used to have 2 piercings... one on my upper left ear and one on my belly. Unfortunately, my dad saw the belly ring and thought it was too much. So I had to remove it until it closed. This happened when I was in 2nd year... I'm planning to have one again soon. I don't know, I am just fascinated by needles on my body... I like its pain. Weird me...&lt;br /&gt;3. Used to model for blue camp and converse&lt;br /&gt;4. Was in an all-boys high school so I played maria clara on our noli me tangere play.&lt;br /&gt;5. Had my first kiss when I was grade 6&lt;br /&gt;6. karatedo gold medallist when I was in grade 4&lt;br /&gt;7. In my kindergarten yearbook, it stated that my ambition in life is to become a waiter.&lt;br /&gt;8. worked in McDonald's when I was in grade 5 and was awarded “best kiddie crew” out of 30 kids. worked in Jollibee when I was in 3rd year h.s. as a summer job for charity. Half of my pay goes to a deserving scholar. That was a project of my school then. Dream come true huh?&lt;br /&gt;9. when I was grade 6, I joined a big time play here in cebu called “Adarna’s Song”, a musical adaptation of Ibong Adarna. I played 4 minor roles but what’s so special about it was that I was “the voice” of Adarna since I really had a high-pitched voice that time (pre-puberty stage)&lt;br /&gt;10. my phone unit is nokia 1110.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;11. can’t sleep soundly without a mosquito net (or anything that feels like it.)&lt;br /&gt;12. first song I sang on stage was “Let there be peace on earth” during recognition day of my school that time when I was 4 years old.&lt;br /&gt;13. can sing “The Lord’s Prayer” in Chinese&lt;br /&gt;14. can play the piano&lt;br /&gt;15. I learned how to play the harmonica all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;16. have at LEAST 300 cds&lt;br /&gt;17. bad ball player. I totally suck.&lt;br /&gt;18. 5’6” in height&lt;br /&gt;19. 135 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;20. Shoe size: 8 ½&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;21. don’t really text much… just when I need to&lt;br /&gt;22. have a birth mark on my right hand which is lighter than my skin tone.&lt;br /&gt;23. I am an active member of Alay sa Diyos Youth Community. I am one of the officers. I’m also in the youth choir. We sing at the anticipated mass every Saturday in Sacred Heart Church.&lt;br /&gt;24. my band performed at the 19th ad congress held here in cebu back2back with Bamboo.&lt;br /&gt;25. my favorite subject is Filipino&lt;br /&gt;26. I have migraine attacks when I eat something minty. Even toothpaste… so I use happy toothpaste… ung pangbata.&lt;br /&gt;27. 6 people told me I look like viktor krum from harry potter noong time na I was bald.&lt;br /&gt;28. I’m single right now… haven’t started dating again… not yet… maybe this weekend&lt;br /&gt;29. the name of my bandmates are max, cliff, and yamie&lt;br /&gt;30. the title of my favorite song that I wrote is “Happy You Are Here”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;31. The scar on my left arm is actually due to an operation. I was operated December 03' because there was a cyst in there that was needed to be taken out. I was awake the whole time they sliced me up... I saw everything, and it wasn't pretty (That was an understatement!).&lt;br /&gt;32. I once dated one of my patients.&lt;br /&gt;33. I’m slightly afraid crossing streets coz nasagasaan na ako b4.&lt;br /&gt;34. my dad looks like willie revillame&lt;br /&gt;35. My sister makes me wear pink. Bagay raw sakin.&lt;br /&gt;36. Imma partyboy. I love the nightlife&lt;br /&gt;37. Our house is beside a church. My wake up call is the kampana.&lt;br /&gt;38. my favorite color is red&lt;br /&gt;39. My band has a commercial here in cebu for a wireless internet company.&lt;br /&gt;40. I’m a pasaway nurse… I always get extensions coz of my tardiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;41. I used to be an altar boy&lt;br /&gt;42. my favorite book is “a separate peace” by Robert Knowles&lt;br /&gt;43. I don’t have summer vacation. I’m taking up summer classes. Mondays to Saturdays. Huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;44. my sister’s email add is yamie_voluptuousgurl@yahoo.com … add nyo raw cya. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;45. I go to the beach twice a month.&lt;br /&gt;46. my barkada says that I look like a virgin&lt;br /&gt;47. I think my grandfathers a bitch&lt;br /&gt;48. I love Italian, Chinese, and Japanese foods&lt;br /&gt;49. what you’ll find in my wallet: Family picture, ID, license, timezone powercard, condom, and sometimes, money.&lt;br /&gt;50. my favorite number is 7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114475370953997715?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114475370953997715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114475370953997715&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114475370953997715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114475370953997715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-sixty-six-activity-15-50-facts.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114475274880665280</id><published>2006-04-11T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:22.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES, I lied, cus I'm a player -Ian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;First of all.... I wanna let you know na wala akong ginagawang masama, I'm just playing the game the way it should be played. Hope you guys respect me for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Players MAY plot against their contenders* --- Yan ang nakasaad sa PBBFG Guidebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuya, its so unfair na ilantad mo ang ginawa ko against Marge. Yes Marge, I admit, I LIED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Marge: Sinadya kong mag-plot against you (yan nga, ung binulgar ni Kuya), cus still I'm hurt sa ginawa mo rin sakin before. (u know what i mean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi kita inaaway Marge, binabalik ko lang ang maaaring sakit na maidulot nito sayo yung sakit na binigay mo sakin before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You cursed.... you said bad words against me. You even said sana madisgrasya ako at mabalian ng kamay. (may transcript ako ng conversation na yan).  It's actually over Marge, kinalimutan ko na yun. Pero you know, malalim naging effect nun sakin....  I received alot of bad comments from visitors, believe me, I even received hate mails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all know I'm really playing the game. I strategize, you strategize. Napapalpak strategies ko dahil sa mga pagbubulgar lang rin na actually wala rin sa lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Honestly, wala akong kakwestyun question sa relationship natin ngayon Marge... I know na tapos na taung magreconcile...  ... its just hard for me to forget. (cus sometimes, I  cant help it.. I cant help but hold grudges.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Maristel, Kathryn, Paolo, Heidee... sana wag nyo questionin yung pagiging mabait ko sa inyo.&lt;br /&gt;Nabahiran na ng mantsa ni Marge ung tiwala ko sa kanya B4. Kayo kayo ang totoong malapit sakin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes I lied, but if you know who I really am.. alam nyo kung kelan ako nagsisinungaling at hindi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Marge, I am expecting another reaction from you... but I hope maiintindihan mo ako sa ginawa kong yan.  +5 penalty points "sana" for you is not enough for the damage you gave me bfore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make it short, quits lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maclarify ko lang, im not the one who cloned myself and Adrian before. Dun ko lang nakuha ang idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you and hope to talk to all of you again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another clarification.... bat ung cloning issue samin ni adrian beforenabalewala lang? INVESTIGATE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114475274880665280?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114475274880665280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114475274880665280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114475274880665280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114475274880665280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/yes-i-lied-cus-im-player-ian-first-of.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114475141507964819</id><published>2006-04-11T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:12.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heidee blogs: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gala sa Gale &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/FC/17/A0/iFC17A033-E414-4DAC-8A1C-41AA82BC657F.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px" height="445" alt="" src="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/FC/17/A0/iFC17A033-E414-4DAC-8A1C-41AA82BC657F.jpg" width="308" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Poor man's Boracay. That's what Puerto Galera is called, said my friend. So since Boracay is three whole months away, Chu and I thought we'd get a sneak peek by hitching along with Gay and her cousins in their Puerto Galera outing. Early Saturday morning, the three of us rode a bus to Alabang, where we were meeting Gay's cousins. Turns out there was just one cousin, whom she introduced to us as Rick. The rest of her cousins weren't going. Instead Rick had invited his officemates. Gay was thankful she had us with her, then, otherwise she would have been the one who would be O.P. (out of place). And to think we were worried that we'd be intruding on a family reunion! Haha! From Alabang we rode a bus to Batangas pier, where we rode a ferry to the Puerto Galera white beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/B1/BC/C7/iB1BCC7CA-0305-4576-A651-2F63FA8941B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;ferry boat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/02/34/F8/i0234F8D7-46E0-45A5-BE40-13E438A0065F.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;h, puerto galera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached the beach past noontime, so it was scorching hot by then. The sight amazed me. White sand, blue seas and skies, green mountains, boats, people clad in bikinis and shorts, stalls selling souvenirs and beach gear. Summer paradise. I was so excited to hit the beach, but then first things first, we must attend to our parched throats and growling stomachs. Rick's officemates fetched us at the shore and led us to where they were staying. We had grilled fish and pork for lunch. Later on they told us the bad news --&gt; we won't fit into the house where they were staying. So we walked around and looked for a place to stay. Luckily we found an available room in White Beach resort. It was airconditioned with two queen-size beds, cable TV, and a hot shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/F4/48/86/iF4488639-8E44-4C63-97F8-514C23ABDD9E.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;white beach resort bedroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After changing into our beach wear and slathering on sunblock, we three hit the sand and had a pictorial with Chu's digicam. It took us the rest of the afternoon to walk across half the island, so it was late already when we decided we were ready to go snorkeling. So after buying some grilled hotdogs, we boarded the boat that brought us across the sea to the snorkeling point. When we jumped into the water, we were disappointed because the corals were so deep down and there was few fish. There was better snorkeling in Batangas, and the best would still be in Bohol. Oh well. At least we can practice swimming in the deep water with our life jackets strapped on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/2E/12/77/i2E127767-9506-42BE-BECA-292BFFFF9C12.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;rightmost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/A9/91/EA/iA991EA26-D4DB-40E8-88FD-AFDA6AF854B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;part of the island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/FC/17/A0/iFC17A033-E414-4DAC-8A1C-41AA82BC657F.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;look at the view!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/2C/B2/F8/i2CB2F859-524F-4BC9-A440-9EBDADA683A1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;jump! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/A4/CC/7C/iA4CC7CE1-EC87-4278-B0BC-C69D483468A7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;snorkeling boat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed back to shore and lay down on the sand. Then I decided to have a massage on the sand when one of the many massagers approached to ask if I wanted one. Massages are always blissful, but there's something about having it on the sand. Wow. After that Gay hit the water with her cousin while Chu and I went through all the stalls and looked for the perfect souvenir shirt. The stalls were scattered all over the entire length of the island so it took us half the night to go through them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/6C/90/0E/i6C900EC5-0D4D-4E29-86A9-33346AB082BE.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;stalls/tiangges which made us wish there was an atm nearby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we realized we hadn't eaten dinner yet, we headed back to our room and changed into dry clothes before heading back out for dinner at one of the bars. Gay joined us as we tried the island specialty -- chicken and pork kebabs, grilled talong with bagoong, and shakes. Rick came over just in time to join us in downing shots of Mindoro's Sling -- the specialty drink of Mindoro. It's like Ginpom only not as strong, and gin is not in it. Chu and I both agreed that it wasn't stong, but Gay wore a look of disgust on her face each time she downed a shot, following each one with a chaser of water. In the end we finished the entire pitcher, and decided to hit the sand after paying the bill. There were plenty of people dancing on the beach, so we joined them for a bit before heading back to our room to use the CR, telling Rick we'd join him and his pals afterwards. But when we got to our room we were so tired and the sling was beginning to have its effect that we were all dead to the world the moment we hit the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/AF/0D/C4/iAF0DC46C-42E2-469D-A1BF-521E2FE7B378.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;kebabs for dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/C3/4C/55/iC34C55C8-D650-43F9-9801-8AB1C6B50240.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;let's toast to that! specialty: mindoro's sling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/CD/54/A4/iCD54A414-2502-4B9B-B0B4-ABC5392D5EE8.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;dancing in the moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning I woke up to Chu's voice saying we didn't come to Gale to sleep. Now here's a switch! Chu waking up early! Gay and I changed back into our beach wear and were out the door with Chu. But before that we realized we were pretty low on cash. Turns out there were no ATMs here. So we pooled all our cash together and started budgeting. We figured we could still afford the banana boat, so off we went. The minimum number of people to pay for in one banana boat ride was four, but there were only three of us, so Chu the tawad king managed to convince the guy to let us go for P100 less. After signing waivers, we strapped on our colorful life vests and waded into the water once again. We clambered aboard the banana boat (which is more of a banana-shaped salbabida), held on to the ropes infront of our seats, and were pulled along behind the speedboat into the middle of the sea. My heart was thumping wildly but it was fun! Actually I was the one who recommended this, having tried it before in Subic. Halfway through, our banana boat flipped. We let go of the ropes as instructed, and I felt myself bumping against Gay. At least it was just Gay I bumped into. Chu ended up bumping against a jellyfish. But it was not a poisonous one, so we clambered aboard the speedboat and from there went back on the banana. We flipped over a second time before we were headed for shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/97/3F/85/i973F851E-47C8-4DCB-B324-7B652DBF1A05.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;a very colorful banana boat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;When we got back to the room Rick was already awake, so he went with us to buy our ferry tickets for Batangas pier. Then the four of us walked towards the left of the island, as instructed by my friend Richard who had been there before. On the way there we passed an ice crumble vendor and bought some. We also took some pictures infront of Mindorinne, the most expensive resort there, for sure. Finally we reached the rocks jutting out of the water, at the leftmost part of the island. We walked across them and ended up at another resort, where the sand was grainier and there were fewer people. We decided to take a dip there, since it looked so serene. After shedding our paraphernalia on the shore, we waded into the water. I practiced my swimming strokes and thrust out into the ocean until Rick warned me not to go too far because it easily got deep there. At that I stopped and stood up, but to my consternation, I could not longer feel the sea floor! It did get deep fast around here! I would have been able to make it back to the shallow part on my own but I panicked, so Rick had to pull me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/5F/92/B0/i5F92B00B-C715-48CC-89E1-0E1C498EFDFA.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;in mindorinne oriental resort &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/74/61/48/i74614822-EACB-4050-BB2C-5EC838FEA452.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;enjoying ice crumble on a hot summer day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/72/A7/FF/i72A7FFEC-1A5E-4FFB-A10E-503A797317C6.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;on the rocks (leftmost part of the island) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;After a few minutes of wallowing in the water we decided to head back because the sun was high in the sky already. After a long trek back to our room we all showered and changed. We counted out our cash and figured we could afford lunch if all four of us shared one fish. So poor us, making do with a single tilapia. Luckily we realized our loose change could afford us some grilled eggplant and a hotdog each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotphoto.com/SAN1/52/D0/93/i52D0937C-F176-4642-B3D8-44468FADC07D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;low on cash, sharing a single tilapia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating we checked out and headed for the port. There was a moment when we thought we wouldn't be able to fit into the ferry and wouldn't be able to go home, but thankfully we were able to. By then we had absolutely no money left and we hoped against hope that there was ATM in Batangas pier. There was. But since it was Bancnet only Chu was able to withdraw. At that moment I suddenly felt what I hadn't felt in a long time. The feeling that I couldn't buy anything unless it was approved by someone else. As we bought water and chichirya both Gay and I wanted so many other different things but somehow it didn't cross our mind that we could actually borrow money from Chu, so we didn't buy them. Gay and I started calling Chu our daddy. We ate dinner at a carinderia so that we wouldn't experience what happened in our Pagsanjan trip when we got so hungry in the bus ride home we wanted to eat our clothes. Then we were shocked when we got billed because the food was very expensive, twice what you'e expect from a cheap-looking carinderia with ordinary food like that one. Anyhow we paid up and boarded a bus to Buendia. As usual we slept all the way home. A good thing we woke up just before reaching our place, though. And a good thing I was able to note where we were supposed to go down because it was not our normal way and therefore unfamiliar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day we had some fries and desserts at McDo before trudging home. Until now we haven't accounted for how much we owe each other due to the pooling of funds thing that happened, but more or less here's the budget for Puerto Galera:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus to Batangas Pier from Makati (roundtrip) --&gt; 300 each&lt;br /&gt;Ferry from Batangas Pier to Puerto Galera (roundtrip) --&gt; 340 each&lt;br /&gt;Room (can fit probably upto 6 persons) --&gt; 4,500&lt;br /&gt;Snorkeling boat with gear --&gt; 600&lt;br /&gt;Banana boat --&gt; 150 per person, minimum of 4 persons&lt;br /&gt;Mindoro's Sling (by pitcher) --&gt; 300&lt;br /&gt;Kebab (with rice &amp;amp; coleslaw) --&gt; 100 each&lt;br /&gt;Massage on the sand --&gt; 200&lt;br /&gt;Souvenir T-shirt --&gt; 100 each&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, don't forget to account for your food and other extra costs you may incur. Still, I do believe it's cheaper than Bora. Poor Man's Boracay indeed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114475141507964819?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114475141507964819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114475141507964819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114475141507964819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114475141507964819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/heidee-blogs-gala-sa-gale-poor-mans.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114474769596731750</id><published>2006-04-11T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:11.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ian violates House Rules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/ianviolation.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/320/ianviolation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Ian addressed Remcyl, an ex-VH, in the ShoutBox last April 4, 2:23PM using the username "&lt;strong&gt;mArGe&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He said,&lt;/strong&gt; "REms, loNg tiMe n0 hEAR. (smiley) miSs k n kaU!!! mwuAhHhhhhhh...... (smiley)".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although in-house VHs (and visitors) are free in choosing username when using the ShoutBox, it is a NO-NO for the in-house VHs to reply to visitors' messages and/or to address non-VHs in the ShoutBox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ian's IP: 124.1.187.143&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Marge's IP: 210.14.0.50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BBK gave Ian +5 penalty points.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114474769596731750?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114474769596731750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114474769596731750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114474769596731750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114474769596731750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/ian-violates-house-rules-ian-addressed.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114440217757248492</id><published>2006-04-11T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:22:58.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Re-Nomination Update:&lt;/span&gt; 5 out of 7 VHs has voted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deadline: April 15, 11:59PM Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114440217757248492?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114440217757248492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114440217757248492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114440217757248492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114440217757248492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/re-nomination-update-5-out-of-7-vhs.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114475209251643394</id><published>2006-04-11T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:13.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Paolo blogs: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aanga-anga tlga ako :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v136/ilovejade/Paolo%20Miguel/whatthe.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" height="294" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v136/ilovejade/Paolo%20Miguel/whatthe.jpg" width="187" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;hhhhmmm... ano ba ngyari saakin...first nagka-penalty ako dahil sa pagbati ng mga Ex-VHs...then nagkaroon ako ng warning dahil i posted in the "Ex-VHs and Visitors Forum"....nabawi ko n sana ung +5 to-evict points ko...dahil I won the Reward Poll..pero ayan nnmn...there is another +5 to-evict for me...dahil...hindi ako nkpag-post sa blog...dpat kc 2 posts per week...akala ko ok n ung 2 ko n post na "Vacation to Las Vegas"...tska ung first Chapter ng "Jologs Online Book" ko...un pala...hindi ksma ung sa Las Vegas n blog kc sbi ni BBK required daw pla un saakin...haaay!!! buhay...hehehhe...oo nga nmn marami k n problem...isasali ko p b ang PBBFG2 n game sa problem ko?...of course not...hindi nmn problem para saakin itong game n 2...in fact nag-eenjoy ako...and win or lose...ay mali...wala plang lose dito cuz i already got my prize...the new set of friends i had...the Ex-VHs...and the ones still inside the Virtual House...even the housemates from Season1 nakakausap ko n din and i know that they are my friends na...I consider them as the new set of friends I have...now if I will stay sa Virtual House and not be evicted...i'll post more blogs so hindi na ako mgkaroon ng penalty...i'll follow all the rules...and bought a new computer...para nmn makapag post n ko...ung isa ko kc na computer aun sira...hindi mkapag-send ng mail or msg sa friendster....lagi "Send Error Repot"...so there I bought a new one so if I will be given a chance to stay and not get evicted in the 5th Eviction...mg-uupdate n ko lagi ng blog ko...heheheh...check out my picture hehe mukha tlga akong aanga-anga... :) See you around guys!!! (^-^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: crappy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114475209251643394?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114475209251643394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114475209251643394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114475209251643394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114475209251643394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/paolo-blogs-aanga-anga-tlga-ako.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114473028093829060</id><published>2006-04-11T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:10.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;50 Facts about Marge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. I am me&lt;br /&gt;2. loves hanging out with friends&lt;br /&gt;3. loves to talk (I'm born to talk)&lt;br /&gt;4. loves to sleep&lt;br /&gt;5. loves to stay awake&lt;br /&gt;6. loves listening to music&lt;br /&gt;7. hates poseurs&lt;br /&gt;8. hates slimy stuff&lt;br /&gt;9. hates being made to do something she's doesn't like&lt;br /&gt;10. will not talk to you if she doesn't really like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;11. will try to make you feel better&lt;br /&gt;12. will make you do something you'd be proud of&lt;br /&gt;13. will be a very good friend&lt;br /&gt;14. will not make you do a thing you don't like&lt;br /&gt;15. will not discourage you&lt;br /&gt;16. will not ignore you even though you're good friends&lt;br /&gt;17. will encourage you to do what you want&lt;br /&gt;18. hates cockroach&lt;br /&gt;19. loves to eat sweets&lt;br /&gt;20. will not make you like her if you don't like her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. will abide some rules of the school&lt;br /&gt;22. wants to be a world class fashion designer&lt;br /&gt;23. wants to publish a book&lt;br /&gt;24. wants to see her best friends again&lt;br /&gt;25. wants to spend the rest of her life with her mom&lt;br /&gt;26. is a very sentimental person&lt;br /&gt;27. loves to sing&lt;br /&gt;28. hates math&lt;br /&gt;29. really loves to dance and im really good at it&lt;br /&gt;30. have a 50 pairs of shoes and bags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;31. 2nd cousin of Tata Young&lt;br /&gt;32. loves asian cuisine&lt;br /&gt;32. loves anime&lt;br /&gt;33. watched mean girls for 20 times&lt;br /&gt;34. born on july.7,1991 around 2:18 am&lt;br /&gt;35. really love going to Boracay&lt;br /&gt;36. loves to collect accessories&lt;br /&gt;37. loves R&amp;amp;B/HIPHOP&lt;br /&gt;38. former memeber of Bayanihan Dance Group&lt;br /&gt;39. Former ANG TV kid (extra)&lt;br /&gt;40. Die Hard Fan of Hello Kitty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41. wants to be a superstar&lt;br /&gt;42. Can't sleep without drinking a glass of MILO&lt;br /&gt;43. Kissed Sam Milby on the Cheeks (haha!)&lt;br /&gt;44. This is my 2nd life! :)&lt;br /&gt;45. Loyal SPCnian for life&lt;br /&gt;46. My Dream School DLSU/Atene0&lt;br /&gt;47. Ex-M.U of Champ Lui-Pio (Hale)&lt;br /&gt;48. loves to be cuddled and kissed (haha!)&lt;br /&gt;49. Played the song THE DAY YOU SAID GOODNIGHT for a thousand times :D&lt;br /&gt;50. Loves Jesus Very Much! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114473028093829060?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114473028093829060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114473028093829060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114473028093829060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114473028093829060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/50-facts-about-marge-1.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114472856983584962</id><published>2006-04-11T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:09.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maristel blogs: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TRAUMATIC DAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~~&gt; April 10, Monday: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 am -- Issued checks for MWSI, Bayantel, PLDT, Meralco and Credit Card bills. Still up keeping track on the records of the ins and outs of money. Did the book keeping. Wrote the expenses and miscellaneous stuffs on our planner. Checked and updated the Credit Card bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~ currently listening Bonnie Bailey's Ever After...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 am &lt;/strong&gt;-- I asked Papu to get me a Sprite 500 @ 'ta Jhick's place. I'm so sleepy and still there are a lot of stuffs I have to finish. Kuya Sander opened our vacation for this Holy Week... We might be leaving Tuesday (tomorrow) or Wednesday... We might be staying at Laguna first. Sa house ng Uncle Jigz ko sa Bel-Air... If we'll be receiving a text from my Tito Elly that they'll be on their way to Batangas, biyahe na din kami to Batangas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 am&lt;/strong&gt; -- Went upstairs to the Comfort Room and brushed my teeth. Then after, sa Bedroom na and did my night rituals... Prayed first then did my beauty regimens... Eskinol, Petroleum Jelly on my lips as lip balm, Powder, Cologne and then Lotion... Chikahan muna kami ni Bane tapos umakyat na din sila Kuya Sander and Bryan... Usapang sunmates kami. Jokes, Quotes and stuffs... Tapos ayun, napag-usapan namin si Bong Aycocho from Forerunner Technologies. Pinagtripan namin sa Sun. Nakakaloko talaga! Sobrang tawa kami ng tawa! We laughed so hard that my eyes were teary eyed na from too much laugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7:30&lt;/strong&gt; -- Ayun na. Tinamaan na ako ng antok... Asleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10:45&lt;/strong&gt; -- Call of nature. But I checked my cellphone muna kung meron nag text. Kahit isa wala!!! So I stood up. I saw some dog shit behind the door, I ignored it for a while (Cotton &amp; Candy sleep with us kasi sa Bedroom) and unlocked and opened the door. So dun muna ako sa porcelain god. Di ko nga namalayan, nakatulog ako ulit... For 5mins. Then I hear the phone rang. So I washed and went out to answer the phone sana. I heard Bryan and Papu downstairs from school (distribution of report cards kasi). So I guess either of them answered the phone na. I was thinking na I want to go downstairs and magsaing na. Get ready for Lunch. I still have 4 tilapia kasi sa freezer, kaya lang sudden change of mind. So I went back to the room instead and picked up the dog shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11 am&lt;/strong&gt; -- I heard this footsteps sa rooftop! Parang tumatakbo... So ako, "SHIT!!! ANO YUN" (sounds panicking na ako)... So Kuya Sander stood up and checked and peeped sa blinds. Wala naman syang nakita. So he climbed up ung bed namin ni Bane and silip sya dun sa maliit na butas sa may frame ng aircon. He saw this guy who was running nga and climbed up naman sa roof ng bedroom ng Mom ko... So panic na talaga kami. I heard people shouting. I heard my brother's voice and the neighbors din...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked on my Mom and was all pale. Sobrang hypertensive sya. She doesn't know what to do and all she did was demonstrate what happened. My cousin Papu saw what happened to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our place kasi is a compound. 5 houses lahat. Our maid Meck who was currently doing the laundry when she saw a guy who has one "dos por dos" in his hand who crossed the dividing wall from Mang Pinong to our terrace. Sinita pa niya. Sabi niya "Hoy! ano yan?". She was appaled lang kasi yung ibang kapitbahay sinundan na yung lalaki na umakyat sa amin. She was afraid pero tinuloy pa rin niya yung paglalaba niya. My Mom naman who was supposedly to gather water from the tupuro sa dirty kitchen (coz palabas na sya ng pinto) saw this guy who jumped from the roof! Mayron pa kaming isang gate dun sa likod connecting to Annie Mae &amp;amp; Mang Nonong's house. Dun bumagsak yung lalaki. So my Mom closed the door and hide behind our blinded windows. Nakita ng Mom ko na from the gate na pinagbagsakan nung lalaki tumakbo papunta sa dirty Kitchen namin. He dropped the piece of wood he has and that hit the trash can. So natumba yung basurahan. We have this sink there and in front of the sink were the hanging hooks for the laddles, turners, thongs, strainers and butcher's knife that we have. Just last March 17 I cleaned that place up. It was neat &amp; imamaculate. I washed all the kitchen accessories that was hanging there. Nagulat na lang ang Mommy ko when she saw that the man was grabbing the butcher's knife. There were three buthcer's knife there. He was grabbing two. He can't easily get it coz the hooks were tight. So instead he pulled out the largest one and natanggal yung hook na pinakakabitan nung itak. When my Mom saw that he was holding two "itak" na... She ryshed through the door ang locked it. Fortunately di na siya nahirapan (pasaway din kasi yung glass door na yun). The man saw her and ran towards our door. He pulled the locked door twice. He was even staring at my Mom daw (with fiery eyes). So what my Mom did was run through the stairs - kaya lang instinct nga naman bumabagal na daw sya maglakad. The man opened one of our kitchen's window and looked at her angrily with his right hand on the air and scared my Mom. Nung nakaakyat na yung Mom ko, nagulat sa kanya si Arjay (my brother) &amp;amp; Karen (his wife). They went straight ahead sa Terrace and checked kung nasan na yung lalaki. Yung Mom ko naman out of curiousity opened my empty room. Pag silip nya sa bintana, nakita nya yung lalaki who was running away papunta sa may Barbershop namin. He can't go out sa Barbershop dahil nakabarrel bold ang pinto. Meron stairs dun papunta sa stockroom sa compound umakyat sya dun and saw the wall that connects to Mang Nonong's house, dun sya dumaan. Tumalon sya dun and dun na din sya sa gate nila Mang Nonong lumabas. Our neighbors chased him. he crossed the railroad (home along the riles kasi kami). Nakita daw niya yung "panciteria" and initak yung lalaki na nagseserve. Naharangan sya ng isang bumibili initak nya din. Sa may Paltoc naman there were some people who were forming for a rally - there cops there. Nadiscover namin na nung umakyat sya sa bubong namin may humahabol na pala sa kanya. When the cop tried to stopped him, initak nya sa may upperlip. Right there and then the cop shot him. We heard 8 gunshots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this afternoon according to our neighbors from the market told us that 2 was killed by the brigand. The cop was injured and the man was killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my cousin who was only 13 years old - saw everything behind a closed accordion. We all know naman that I doesn't stay at my Mom's place. Dito talaga ako sa mga pinsan ko who was just three steps away from the house. Buti na lang din and Papu didn't open the accordion coz if that happens kami ang papasukin. Pababa na din ako that time - and on that instance baka kami ang nagkasalubong nung lalaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man was reportedly a cellphone snatcher but according to what he said from the people outside... His cellphone was stolen and he was provoked to chase the man who snatched his cellphone. Nag amok lang daw. We don't care about that anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di lang ngayon nagyari 'to. Siguro twice na 'to. Mabait lang talaga si God dahil di niya hinahayaan na may masaktan or mawala sa amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just so thankful that from that incident walang nawala sa bahay namin (just the itak). I just have to say thankyou God that nobody from my Family was hurt by that man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** LESSON LEARNED:&lt;br /&gt;Always lock the gate. A lot of bad people are now surrounding. We can't prevent them (we doesn't have the power to do so). Kaya everytime lalabas ng bahay always lock the door and once you get back, i-lock ulit. We all don't know what will happen next... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114472856983584962?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114472856983584962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114472856983584962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114472856983584962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114472856983584962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/maristel-blogs-traumatic-day-april-10.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114468263954551657</id><published>2006-04-10T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:08.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;DAY SIXTY-FIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ian blogs:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Fashion is Risky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/ianfashion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/320/ianfashion.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lesson:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; "Comments keep your feet on the ground, compliments lift you up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher Stephen: "Ian, you will deliver your farewell speech tomorrow in the church." After hearing that, isang problema agad pumasok sa kokote ko. "What should I wear?" I only have 30 dollars in my pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You will stand infront of your students and all the teachers tomorrow Ian, you know what to do now.", reminds my ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to 'Total Fashion', a fashion store in Kyeongsan City to get something to wear nga for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 hours akong nag-shop until nagclose ang store, di na ako nakapag-dinner. I know I'm not a wise shopper, cus everytime I shop... kuha lang talaga ako ng kuha.. then on the later part, nagreregret ako sa pinili ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayos, discounted pala lahat ng items na kinuha ko. So all in all, I got around 60% off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakabalik ako sa room ko around 11:30 PM. I was pagod but talagang confused ako sa binili ko so nag dress rehearsal ako until 1 AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, almost late na naman ako. Susunduin na sana ako ng isa sa mga Korean students sa room ko ng lumabas nako sa room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://f3.yahoofs.com/blog/43e1fa48zb65ccf6c/31/__sr_/a86a.jpg?mgQYnOEBMROSnE_q"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ian! You look different!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" ,sabi ng studyante. Umandar bigla pagka-paranoid ko. Balik ako ulit sa kwarto .... inexamine itsura ko. tingin ko ok lang naman. though my gut feelings say na ok nga lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takbo ako sa auditorium, magsisimula na ang program. Diretso ako sa backstage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher Stephen: "Teacher Ian, you look so different today."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ano na naman tong isang to.", sabi ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My time to talk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pag akyat na pag akyat ko sa stage, wow, ang spotlight, tutok na tutok sakin. Ang lights, camera, nasa sakin lahat. Kitang kita ko itsura ko sa malaking screen sa bandang likuran ng auditorium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palakpakan at hiyawan ang sumalubong sakin galing sa mga students ko. Speech speech ako kunyari for about 15 minutes na hindi talaga komportable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos ng program.... Nagsilapitan mga high school studetns sakin.... Halo halong komento narinig ko... "Teacher, you look different... ... you are unique.... ...you are very green... ...you look terrific..... ..... you are different!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right, you have to take high risk to have good fashion style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I'm just being true to myself. I like to explore new things. What I wear simply defines the wholeness of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114468263954551657?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114468263954551657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114468263954551657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114468263954551657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114468263954551657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-sixty-five-ian-blogs-fashion-is.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114475012137424210</id><published>2006-04-10T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:12.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Adrian blogs: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wish I may, wish I might…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Current mood: confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/06/86/3866860/23319168757466l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" height="445" alt="" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/06/86/3866860/23319168757466l.jpg" width="308" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It has been two years since my last serious girlfriend. After that, I became the usual college stud who prefers short term flings than a serious relationship. But then after more than a year of doing that (19 months to be exact.), I think Im finally ready to be in a relationship again (A serious one this time. Im tired of playing around.) So Ill just go straight to the point. I am so into this girl right now. Actually, I already noticed her since we were 1st year but we never got introduced or anything. We just pass each other by in the hallways or something. That was until now when we became classmates in all subjects. Since tatlo lang kaming magkatulad ng schedules, kaming tatlo ang parating nagkakasama since last week Ako lang ung lalaki. Ung isa, nagging classmate ko na for 3 semesters now. And the other one, is Her. When I finally got to meet her, na-confirm ko nga un mga 1st impressions ko that she was sweet, humble, mapag-aruga, funny, smart, and well disciplined. We got really close because weve been hanging out whole week last week. We ate lunch together, watched Dvds at my place, went to Colon (Its like Divisoria here in Cebu) to go shopping for cheap blouses and shirts, and I even helped here in moving from her former dorm to the new boarding house where she is living now. So in short, we really got close in a span of a week. Having noticed her since before, it is already predictable that I fell for this girl. And why not Shes a fairly attractive girl plus the personality to match. And I also feel na comfortable cya with me. But, heres the catch: She has a boyfriend. I knew it all along but then I was never cautioned about it. But then, I did not expect myself to have that certain feeling for her. And another thing, her boyfriend is studying in Manila so they really arent seeing each other that often. Feel ko rin na naoobvious na sa kanya na Im interested in her and feel ko rin na she is welcoming it. So basically, Im in the same situation that happen between Zanjoe and Bianca. The difference is that walang cameras na nag su-surveillance naming which makes it a little more easier. So puedeng-puede na maging kami without her original boyfriend knowing about it. But like any ethical guy out there, I respect the fact that she has a boyfriend and I dont want to make a move if they are still on just for the sake of respect. But what really got me thinking right now is how to control these feelings for her. What I really hate about it is that Im starting to get jealous with her boyfriend and to any guy who even just talks to her. Alam ko naman na I never had the right to get jealous because there was never a relationship between us anyways! Its her boyfriends right to get jealous! (And Ive never felt this much jealousy before not even to my ex-girlfriends!) Whats making me more bothered is that she always compares her boyfriend to me. Shell mention that we have the same height and she wishes if only her boyfriend was as may-laman as me (her boyfriend is so thin.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, shes going home back to her province for the holy week and I know that shell be with her boyfriend there. Just thinking about it makes me boil with jealousy and want to do something really stupid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does it have to be someone whos attached? Meron naman akong kilalang girls na single na umaamin na maypagtingin rin sakin. Why didnt I fell for them? Im so bothered right now. I guess I have to live with it. Come what may!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres the best song that describes my feelings, Its called Wish and its by our fellow Cebuano artist, Soulstring (&lt;a href="http://www.soulstring.tk"&gt;www.soulstring.tk&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh It hurts me when your with another,&lt;br /&gt;but I have no right coz Im not your lover&lt;br /&gt;Wish I may, wish I might,&lt;br /&gt;Get your love, get things right,&lt;br /&gt;Baby youre the one thing that I might never have,&lt;br /&gt;And God knows where, God knows why&lt;br /&gt;Maybe now, till I die,&lt;br /&gt;But theres only one thing I am sure for now,&lt;br /&gt;There was never us somehow &lt;/span&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/20861644-114475012137424210?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114475012137424210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114475012137424210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114475012137424210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114475012137424210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/adrian-blogs-wish-i-may-wish-i-might.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114472875868517774</id><published>2006-04-10T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:09.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Heidee blogs: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stalker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last Friday night, I was running late for my gym class which Maya and I were supposed to attend together so I walked briskly, mentally reprimanding myself for getting distracted in SM department store after submitting my "change in ownership" forms and requirements to Globe Telecom. I was dressed in my gym outfit - t-shirt, jogging pants and rubber shoes, my hair twirled into a clamp at the back of my head, and since it was at the end of the day most of my makeup had worn off already. In other words I was looking my grungiest when suddenly a foreigner walking beside me asked me, "Where do you work? Your face looks familiar." At first I thought, maybe this is one of our company expats, after all I was near our other office vicinity, in 6750. So I gave him an honest answer. When he told me he was from Canada and started chatting, saying I had an honest face, that I looked educated, and that he liked my natural look unlike others who had heavy makeup, I mentally squirmed and thought, "Not again!" In the end he asked for my number and could I join him for coffee. I declined, saying I had to meet a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My office friends are always teasing me, saying that I was very saleable to foreigners. I don't know why, but I always get approached by them. Once in a food court some dark guy invited me to join him for lunch, and I shook my head no, of course. Another time I was reading in the park when an Indian also started chatting to me, saying he was studing in the Asia Institute of Management nearby. When he asked for my number, we were both without pen and paper, so that ended that. Then there was that creepy American guy in Glorietta who thought his being half-Mexican and therefore "malambing" was an excuse for him to hold my hand. And the messages I get in my friendster, like once this Spanish man said he wanted me to know that he thought I was very beautiful. And now this. Maybe foreigners are just lonely in a strange land and I look like someone very friendly and accomodating. At least I hope that's all they're after. Still, my mom's words to me as a child keep ringing in my head, "Don't talk to strangers!" So even though my cousins who married foreigners and are now abroad and my other relatives encourage this sort of behavior, I still run the opposite direction. Yes, it's a sad sad fact that Filipinas are encouraged to get "rescued" by foreigners who will marry them and whisk them away to a paradise abroad. I do want to go abroad, too, but not that way. Like my coming to Makati, I will do it on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finally got to the gym, though, I suddenly got a text message from an unknown number. When I asked who he was, he said he had gotten my number from a forwarded email. Okay, a new guy again. It would've been nice to have a new friend, but when I found out he had this nasty habit of misscalling me every time I did not answer his text immediately (like within 2 minutes), I got annoyed. I think it's rude to do that, same way I don't like people who buzz me in YM when I don't reply immediately. So I gave him to my friend who was looking for a textmate. He's actually the second guy I turned over to this friend last week. The first one was the YM buzzer guy. I don't know, but I'm just not in the mood for new guy textmates lately. Especially makulit, over-eager ones. Thankfully they've backed off, unlike a certain stupid bunny who just doesn't get it. My silence means I want you to leave me alone! Why can't you let that go through your thick skull?!? So here's a lesson to all guys: if a girl ignores you, it means she doesn't care about you. Constantly sending messages will not make her think you're sweet. It makes you annoying at the least and creepy at the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the experience of my friend. This friend of mine is definitely strikingly beautiful, without a doubt. I always say that if I had been a guy I'd probably be in love with her too because she's got everything. She's beautiful, intelligent, sexy, fashionista, rich (hehe). So no wonder guys are falling left and right for this girl. However, some of them are bordering on scary. Like this guy, who, a few months ago, first contacted her thru friendster, saying he always saw her during lunchtime at our building's cafeteria (36th floor) and by asking around, found out her name. My friend made the mistake of replying to his first email, which included a list of 50 facts he gathered about her and for her to answer whether each one is true or false. After that, he suddenly assumed that she wanted to be friends with him, and that she would join him in his gimiks. If he had been a torpe type geeky guy it would have been less creepy, but the way he talked was so mahangin! Like the day after he first emailed, he told her, "Kanina nagkahiyaan pa tayo ano, magkatabi lang ng tayo ng mesa, di pa tayo nagpansinan." We all laughed very hard when we read that. Hahaha ang kapal! My friend of course ignored all his messages afterward, and whenever we saw his curly head in the cafeteria we'd steer clear of him. Then last week, as luck would have it, we accidentally shared the same table. And it happened to be on the day when our friend told us that he had resurfaced, this time emailing her in her company email. It said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to run 3 batches of email that corresponds to your possible middle initials. The 3 batches refer to the 3 levels of letters of a celfon keypad (a to f; g to o; p to z). This is to get your right email address. I just got clue from one of your colleagues when he send me an email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother to reply if you consider me as a nuisance to you that deserves a spam tag. I just want to meet and know you personally for the purpose of any applicable level to you. As of now, I don't have any ways other than this to finally meet you (malamang huling hirit ko na 'to! Hehehe!). I assume that you already know me since we often see each other at the 36th floor. But then again, it's alright if you just disregard and ignore this email. Pagpasensyahan mo na kakulitan ko ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks and God bless you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nga pala, attach ko n rin sum nice pics para di naman msayang email n to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pics were kind of bastos, that's why we all flared up upon seeing them. We advised our friend to contact IT support if there's a way to block his email. And perhaps she could also contact his company (the stupid guy was using his company email with all his details) and report him for harassment. Really. I thought stalkers only existed in movies. Guys like that deserve to be run over by a huge ten-wheeler truck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114472875868517774?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114472875868517774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114472875868517774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114472875868517774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114472875868517774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/heidee-blogs-stalker-last-friday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114472959304203791</id><published>2006-04-10T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:10.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;50 Facts about Kathryn &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;1. May pagka-OC&lt;br /&gt;2. Badtrip pag kulang ang tulog&lt;br /&gt;3. Comes to work atleast 30 minutes before the time&lt;br /&gt;4. Injanera sa gimikan&lt;br /&gt;5. Doesn't drink tea ofa ny kind&lt;br /&gt;6. Non-alcoholic beverage drinker&lt;br /&gt;7. Doesn't drink cali&lt;br /&gt;8. First time to eat baked mac when i was already in college&lt;br /&gt;9. Isaw/dugo addict&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;10. Mahilig mangagat&lt;br /&gt;11. Ayoko ng minumura ng P.I.&lt;br /&gt;12. I can last not eating for as long as 12 hours straight!&lt;br /&gt;13. I have recurrent UTI (lagi kasing nagpipigil ng ihi!)&lt;br /&gt;14. I feel grateful even for the littlest things (madali akong ma-touch)&lt;br /&gt;15. My pinaka-mabigat na wieght ever is 110 lbs!&lt;br /&gt;16. Meticulous ako sa grammar at diction&lt;br /&gt;17. I'm studying how to speak french&lt;br /&gt;18. My dream: the "american dream"&lt;br /&gt;19. Mahilig akong tumawa, as in!&lt;br /&gt;20. Seryoso ako sa trabaho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;21. Crush ko si tony kukoc ng NBA dati&lt;br /&gt;22. May isang girl na super inis ako, pero bini-befriend ko!&lt;br /&gt;23. selosa ako kahit sa friends&lt;br /&gt;24. Nagkakataon lagi, 'yung isang friend na nagiging ka-close ko, may bestfriend na iba na minsan nagseselos sa akin (mang-aagaw ba dating ko?! wag naman. ayoko!)&lt;br /&gt;25. I auditioned sa "ang tv" when i was young pero di ako nakuha (hihi...)&lt;br /&gt;26. I don't eat ampalaya&lt;br /&gt;27. Di ba ko nakukumpilan!&lt;br /&gt;28. For me, if you disagree with me, you tell me.&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather debate with you than to hear you say "oo na, panalo ka na walang away"&lt;br /&gt;29. I wanted to be a nun when i was still young&lt;br /&gt;30. Ill-tempered ako minsan lalo na sa mga "slow" ang pick up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;31. I joined our school's beauty contest and ms.isabela during highschool (i was 4th runner up and included in the top 10, respectively)&lt;br /&gt;31. I did modelling nung highschool&lt;br /&gt;32. Gusto ko din maging doktor dati (hanggang ngayon...)&lt;br /&gt;33. Iyakin ako!&lt;br /&gt;34. My parents have the same career path as mine&lt;br /&gt;35. I don't knock my knuckles&lt;br /&gt;36. I love art stuffs... a lot!&lt;br /&gt;37. A lot of times, i get too easily convinced&lt;br /&gt;38. I tried it in a call center before (when i signed the contract, the next day, nag-resign din ako! di ko kinaya ang schedule.)&lt;br /&gt;39. Gusto kong nakarating sa KOREA.. it's my HEAVEN! =)&lt;br /&gt;40. I get to be a team leader almost all the time during college and highschool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;41. I was part of the world meeting of families... kumanta kami! wihee!&lt;br /&gt;42. Gusto kong tumaba pero di ko magawa! hehe...&lt;br /&gt;43. I like wrapping gifts&lt;br /&gt;44. Never akong nagkaron ng sariling kwarto&lt;br /&gt;45. Paborito kong uminom ng kape (at nagpupuslit pa 'ko nung bata ako! hehe...)&lt;br /&gt;46. I like to sing pero di ako nabigyan ng magandang boses. hay!&lt;br /&gt;47. Bobing ako sa math! hatest!!!&lt;br /&gt;48. I like kikay stuffs pero i'm not kikay (gulo no? pero ganun e..)&lt;br /&gt;49. I only got to taste siomai nung grad na 'ko sa college!&lt;br /&gt;50. Antukin ako! sobra... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114472959304203791?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114472959304203791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114472959304203791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114472959304203791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114472959304203791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/50-facts-about-kathryn-1.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114468211760576955</id><published>2006-04-10T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:07.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ian blogs: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Goodbye, Brown-bricked Dorm"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="m65" href="http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog/slideshow.html?p=65&amp;id=lx72gBkgbqOY9x4vLu35J1k-"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a id="m65" href="http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog/slideshow.html?p=65&amp;amp;id=lx72gBkgbqOY9x4vLu35J1k-"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson:&lt;/strong&gt; "It's fun to bring back the past."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days from now, nasa Pinas na ako.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will truly miss the place that taught me how to be a stronger person --- a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in &lt;a href="http://f3.yahoofs.com/blog/43e1fa48zb65ccf6c/29/__sr_/d8d6.jpg?mgQYnOEBRCKvE810"&gt;this place &lt;/a&gt;was really difficult for me at first. It took me 3 months to make myself believe that I'm no longer with my family, that the environment is quite different, that I'm no longer in the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room's the witness.... lots of sleepless nights ;) , where sometimes I talk to the mirror, I sleep in my closet, even put stickers on my face, shout for no reason, and eat till I drop..... Truly is, I learned alot from this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days from now, I'll be leaving this in-the-middle-of-the-mountains dormitory school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;365 days ..... quite enough for another life changing experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114468211760576955?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114468211760576955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114468211760576955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114468211760576955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114468211760576955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/ian-blogs-goodbye-brown-bricked-dorm.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114468071280843133</id><published>2006-04-10T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:06.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ian failed in his Special Task&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ian was 7 countries short! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He needed 50 however he only managed to get 43 including the 3 new countries namely South Africa, Belgium and Peru.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kathryn will still get an additional +5 to evict points and no reward points for Ian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114468071280843133?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114468071280843133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114468071280843133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114468071280843133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114468071280843133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/ian-failed-in-his-special-task-ian-was.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114468247929346963</id><published>2006-04-10T07:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:07.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ian blogs: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you're bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson:&lt;/strong&gt; "Write a poem when you're bored."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my original composition --- composed this when I was still in 3rd year High School. Out of boredom, while inside the class, nagawa ko to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;DO YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you pause to see the sunrise&lt;br /&gt;As you start each golden day,&lt;br /&gt;Do you stop to watch the sunset&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of work or play?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you listen to others&lt;br /&gt;As they share their dreams with you,&lt;br /&gt;Do you give them inspiration&lt;br /&gt;For the great deeds that they would do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you give a cheerful greeting&lt;br /&gt;To the persons who are sad?&lt;br /&gt;Do you reach out, smile and touch them&lt;br /&gt;Do you leave them feeling glad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you give yourself in service?&lt;br /&gt;Are your motives good and true?&lt;br /&gt;When you spend life helping others,&lt;br /&gt;They will see God's love in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114468247929346963?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114468247929346963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114468247929346963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114468247929346963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114468247929346963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/ian-blogs-when-youre-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114464031644437263</id><published>2006-04-09T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:05.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY SIXTY-FOUR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Violation DAW? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MARGE: Aapila na ak0 sa violation na yan! if i know 2 post ang nagawa k0 this week. From April 1-7 Yung sa Boracay Trip( Monday, April 03, 2006 ) k0 at saka yung What a Day! ( Thursday, April 06, 2006 ) waaa... ang linaw naman nyan BBK... napaka labo naman nun BBK... :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Marge's Boracay Trip which was posted on her blog was an obligatory update same with Paolo's Las Vegas trip therefor it did not count as "blog update".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MARGE: Ok sorry p0.. kala ko kasama.. MY FAULT! gomenasai! :D nag post p0 aq sa blog k0.. pa check nlng p0.. nga pla may isa p k0ng blog.... &lt;a href="http://www.lui_aish.livejournal.com"&gt;www.lui_aish.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt; la dun no right click.. para di mahirap mag copy hahah... pero ung ginagamit ko tlga ung xanga.. gheehe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114464031644437263?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114464031644437263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114464031644437263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114464031644437263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114464031644437263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-sixty-four-violation-daw-marge.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114474995469008135</id><published>2006-04-09T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:12.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Adrian blogs: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sunday Morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/ianviolation.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" height="445" alt="" src="http://myspace-309.vo.llnwd.net/00359/90/30/359960309_l.jpg" width="308" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its another relaxing Sunday morning woke up at 11:34 and here I am, went straight to write my blog. Kinda having this little headache pa coz I was drinking again kagabi. Actually, I was drinking with my dad and his friends last night in the wake of my moms friends mom. Thanks to Ate Maristel for keeping me from getting bored there coz we were texting. Anyways, yesterday was so of full activities. My first class was Research Writing. I got teased to this girl whom I had a little debate with for the title of our research. Hey, dinidefend ko lang ung point ko, di ko intensyong awayin cya. So yeah, our classes just started at may ka love-team na ako in that class. At least we got along after that and besides, cute cya! hehehe Then after that class, I had lunch with two of my classmates, Roxie and Faye. We ate at Ayala then watched Just Friends which by the way is so hilarious (Especially the Britney Look-alike.) Then went back to class at 2:35 and we were already 5 minutes late for our History test. Our test was about the Philippine map. Binigyan kami ng blank map at mag identify kami ng at least 4 to 7 provinces each region with their respective capitals. Although I studied that pag Friday, I was totally carried away by the movie. Ewan kung papasa ba ko nun.hehehe Well on the brighter side at least I learned a lot from it naman at least alam ko na gaano ako kalayo with other places in the country. After that, simba ako sa palm Sunday mass. Actually, plano ko na after mass, punta ako sa Monster Radio kasi DJ dun ung bestfriend kong si Cliff na part rin ng Alkaline. Tutulungan ko sana cya sa playlist kaso lang after sa mass, dumerecho kami sa patay. At least may kainan naman dun which was what I did to pass d tym besides texting Ate Maristel and drinking red horse wid my dads barkada. We finished around 12:30 at pag uwi ko, 2log agad wala nang bihis, toothbrush, hilamos sa kakaan2k. That ended my Saturday with the thought that I had a good day and that after the fun, tomorrows gonna be all laid back. And today, I have no plans nor schedules to pressure me and the only thing that I am looking forward to this day is magtamad-tamaran and also the TV special sa National Geographic na The Gospel Of Judas which airs tonight. Till next blog!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114474995469008135?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114474995469008135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114474995469008135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114474995469008135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114474995469008135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/adrian-blogs-sunday-morning-its.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114464937563880952</id><published>2006-04-09T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:06.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Marge blogs:&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt; National Violation Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/1600/margenationalviolationday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" height="190" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7500/1614/320/margenationalviolationday.jpg" width="267" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hay talaga magaling na bata. Sobrang wala na ko sa sarili ko these past few days. 1. Cancelado na ang pag labas k0 sa Candy Magazine. January pa dapat yun nung time na si SAM MILBY ang cover ng Candy. Kailangan k0 talagang i cancel. July na dapat i reresume yung pag lagay sakin sa isang column. Hay! Dahil sobrang nag VIOLATE ako sa rule na wag kakain masyado ayan.. sobrang tumaba ak0 ngaun. Pimples are all over my face. Waaa! mamatay na k0... Ngyee di pala sa Forehead lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hala! May VIOLATION nanaman ak0 sa bahay ni BBK! naku yari na talaga ak0.. bilang k0 na ang araw k0 sa bahay ni kuya at nakasisigurad0 ak0 na hindi ako aabot sa 75TH DAY k0 sa loob ng VHouse.. kaya sobrang natatakot na ko. Anyway.. Ayoko ng ak0 iboboto nila for eviction. Ayokong dumating yug time na gaya ng sabi ko kay ATE MATS, "Ayoko yung tayo tayo ring mag kakaibigan yung magbobotohan for eviction." hai.. sobrang sad ak0 nun.. Kaya MAG QUIQUIT ako kung alam ko nang time ko na para magpaalam sa loob.. ( Rustom ako bayan ) hahaha... I'm happy at least nakahanap ako ng friends sa loob ng Vhouse. masaya na ko du nat hind iako naghahangad na manalo pa coz I know someone deserves better to win. Sobrang bilis ng time.. 65+ days na tayo sa loob. 2 months na pala tayong magkakakilala. 1 month to go malalaman na ang Big Winner! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Kumain lang kami ni Dad sa labas. As usual SUNDAY FAMILY DAY! nga pala PALM SUNDAY ngay0n. La lang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Pink - For Slow Kissers haha Thanks Mars sa Pink nayan! :D*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Thousand Muwahhugs for all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20861644-114464937563880952?l=pbbfg2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/feeds/114464937563880952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20861644&amp;postID=114464937563880952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114464937563880952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20861644/posts/default/114464937563880952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/2006/04/marge-blogs-national-violation-day-hay.html' title=''/><author><name>BigBad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10809311365302090075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m119/pbbfg3/bbk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20861644.post-114458967670581624</id><published>2006-04-09T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:23:04.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maristel on the penalized and rewarded VHs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Really have to dig deep here. I did some Math and finally got the solution with my computation. I was a bit disappointed though coz the Virtual Housemate who happened to be close to me right now (KATHRYN) was penalized again. And this isn't her first nor the second ( just do the math)... I understand nightshift ka ngayon and sobrang katoxic-an na ang duty mo (I just want u to know that I do know what you feel - I know that as much as possible kahit pa sneak sneak lang you really want to get online, I understand you KATH) But BBK was clear on his last RULE... That each housemate are obliged to post at least two blogs / entries a week... I love you Kath...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Marge, I really don't know what to say... I didn't notice that you only had one blog for this week aside from your Boracay escapade that BBK asked you to do... Marami pa namang next time eh and I know makakabawi ka.. I love you girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Paolo, aside from your blog about your Vegas Trip, you posted the SnK story... But as a close friend I'm telling you right now, that we vHousemates were asked to post at least 2 blogs a day. You failed to do so and I understand why. You have your reasins and a lot came up lately with you and your parents. Next time Pao, let's keep it rolling. I love you Pao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi nga ni BBK, our BLOGS are the MIRRORS and the CAMERAS in the vHouse... we should all update each other not just via YM or texts. Supporters and followers of the site are all waiting for our updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To IAN!!! Well, congratulations! You deserve the reward points! You really keep us updated sa buhay mo!!! I know that there's more to come! 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The expression that's been so overused lately... Everything that's happening has been such a whirlwind! In this game - Ive gained a lot of friends. I felt so thankful &amp;amp; grateful 'coz I've known such special people through this Virtual Game. I didn't apply for this. There's just this day that when I checked my Friendster, I got this message from BBK (Big Bad Kuya) asking me, if I want to be a housemate... I just replied plain and simple "YES" - The first thought that popped into my mind was the Pinoy Big Brother in ABS-CBN... But when BBK replied on my message he included this link (http://pbbfg2.blogspot.com/) so out of curiousity, I browsed on the net and checked on the link. So that was it! The answer to my confusion... Just then I found out that PBBFG stand for PINOY BIG BROTHER FANTASY GAME. And it's not Big Brother who's in it... It's Big Bad Kuya. May sound a bit absurd... I thought BBK's "mean", "cocky", "bossy" and some bad stuffs that associates with Big "BAD" Kuya... But he isn't. We managed a good rapport. He's comical. Sometimes timid that when you ask him questions he'll answer you with an icon and you have to dig deeper on what he really means. He definitely loves the "yawn" emoteicon! So as always - I do offer him a coffee (an icon too)... He will either send you a reply using the "straight face" icon or "don't tell anyone" icon. BBK's approachable and at times he will test you on how much you trust him on the activities or tasks that he will ask you to do. Some task may be difficult but fraknly, you will learn a lot from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so to update you guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&gt; &lt;strong&gt;April 07, Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - I found out from my cousin Kuya Sander that my Dad's new girlfriend, JingJing already arrived from Tagbilaran... And nung April 01 pa!!! I'm so insensitive!!! Why didn't I felt that? It was like... How could he still do it? At his age!!! I would be happier if he'll look for friends na lang... Do something that will make him feel better wag naman na yung ganun... It's so freaking desperate!!! I knew this around 6am in the morning - kaya naman after hearing it - parang I felt this terrible thing that made my mind boggle... I was so bothered! And I just can't take this anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, where was I this day? I think I'm just at home - not that I'm aware of... Slept the whole day coz till 6am my cousin Bryan has been practiving his DJ mixing. He's practicing a lot of House pieces like Ever After, Dove (I'll Be Loving You Forever), Just The Way You Are, etc... I can't get myself to sleep coz of the sounds! He has this 12" speakers at home and 2CD Mixers and 1 Disco Mixer. I felt like I'm in some Club and have to dance and booze up the night away. There were also my two cousins Bane and Papu who were slapping each other because of Scrabble. Not one of them doesn't want to lose the game and the other one ended up hiding a piece inside her pocket so she'd win the game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom left for Laguna pala with my Tita Cathy, Tito Dante, cousins Camille, Angel and Dannah and a maid... They went there to unwind. Especially my Mom who's recently hurting from my dad's womanizing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&gt; &lt;strong&gt;April 08, Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; - Nothin' really special... I was just at home and had my chat my Paolo who I've been missing for the past few days... BBK also told us about the new activity re- the collage! You know what? Honestly speaking, I really don't know how to do that sort of thing. It's really not into my sytem. But BBK told that it's okay to ask for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much... It's scorching hot and freaking BORING in here!!! I just hope that one day I'll get out of this house and find myself some things that will make me glad... Like shopping, outings or any activities that includes water! and Shopping!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had this event at Cafe Lupe who are contact was Mr. Joel Alumno (an alumni from UST) and another event at Ortigas Mansion. It's a Graduation Party naman care of some guy named Carlo who was fromerly a student of San Sebastian College (highschool)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousins left and went to Pier One to meet Dj NaKIMURA. They're gonna return the CDs that they borrowed the other night. I was just a bit disappointed though... Coz I thought they're gonna ask me to come with them. I didn't log in the whole night - I just waited for their texts that they'll pick me up and tag me along at Pier One. But they did not. Oh well it's there and done. Sorry for myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&gt; &lt;strong&gt;April 09, Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Just @ home. Woke up real early. Went to the market and bought 2kls of live tilapia. Mas masarap pag buhay, mas sariwa at di lasang gilik!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I logged in sa YM and received an IM from Jomar (a VH from PBBFG Season1) - it was a pleasure on my side to know someone from the Season 1. We talked a lot of things. About his school (Philippine Science High School) and the outing that he's organizing at Bicol with his fellow batchmates. Was also real glad coz Neil TG (the big winner of Season 1) posted a message on my thread and he's looking forward to know me... Likewise Neil TG! And it's a pleasure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my day chatting and listening (again) with Bryan's mixing! I'm kindda being immuned with it kahit sobrang sablay talaga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad left for Baguio nga pala with her new girlfriend!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pao, asked for my house number... After a few seconds the phone rang - and it was him!!! Kaya lang sobrang tahimik niya. But I'm real glad coz he called a lot of peeps including his adviser when he was still here and I'm one of those few persons that he called... PAO, from the bottom of my heart. Thanks for the time! It was good to hear your voice. Hope to hear from you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrian, really had fun with our chit-chats thru text last night. At least kahit di sa YM - I still got the chance to know you. MALUPUD SA ATAY MU? A Cebuano expression that I recently learned from Adrian that means Lumilipad atay nya sa complements ko sa kanya! :) Update your blog naman na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathryn, the PENALTY QUEEN, goodluck! don't worry you'll be having my "to save" points! *lol* I missed you girl! Can't wait for Monday, kasi that's the day I'll be calling Gazeboo Royale and Acclaim (for Butterfly release) - I'm way too excited on your Wedding Day and I'm looking forward to it. Just received a text message from you . Hahaha! Funny naman, I was typing this message for you then my phone beeped and it was you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidee, sayang di tayo nakapagchat today... Anyways, I know we still have a lot of things to share with... And I can't wait to share thing
