<?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-7196944</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:53:55.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hodge podge existence</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-4765917521923806053</id><published>2008-07-05T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T22:19:48.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Permanently moved to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cappyroos.multiply.com/"&gt;http://cappyroos.multiply.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-4765917521923806053?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/4765917521923806053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=4765917521923806053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/4765917521923806053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/4765917521923806053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2008/07/permanently-moved-to-httpcappyroos.html' title=''/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-116119271416744381</id><published>2006-10-18T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T01:31:54.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes, all you gotta have is faith</title><content type='html'>I wasn't raised to be religious. We never go to church, (except for Christmas), we don't pray before eating, and we don't read the bible or pray the rosary. Why? I don't know. I could easily say that it was because we spent 10 years living in Saudi, where the only religion you're allowed to practice is Islam, but that wouldn't be enough of a reason. Growing up there, I was aware that despite it being prohibited, masses were held at different homes around the compound, in secret. My sister was even baptised, and had her first communion there. So, see that is no reason to give. I guess it just didn't play a big part in our lives. It was kind of a culture shock when we moved here, because religion was so integrated into the education system. There were prayers before and after class, the angelus at 12pm, recollections, retreats, a whole subject even! I remember I was always nervous that I'd be picked to lead the class in prayer, because I didn't know any of the prayers! And why were there so many? And how do we know which one to use? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ever since then, I'd always have problems in my theology classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is the point of all this blabbering?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. I almost never know why I write what I write. I think it's because of what I did on my weekend. A friend invited me to join the PREX Youth weekend recently. She actually first invited me, along with others, last month. Back then, I really didn't think about it. I was just like "ah, ok. sige tingnan ko" Didn't commit or anything. Then she sent me a text message last wednesday: "the seminar's this weekend na. ano? game?" It took me a day to mull over. I thought I was done with all these "religious requirements" when I graduated from school. What was I going to do with this weekend?! But on the other hand, I didn't have any plans, so what the heck right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what? I'm glad I did go. All the talks that we had, and the group sharings showed me that I was missing out on something. Until now, I haven't really made God a part of my life. And I think that's why I've been feeling a bit lost, and why I have all these questions bouncing around in my head. There are just some things we have to do or we must go through in order to be better Catholics and in turn better people. Somethings don't have answers, but that's okay because there is something out there that is bigger than all of us and we should just have faith that everything will turn out fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason that I'm happy I went is because, my relationship with one of my oldest friends was changed. She showed me that I was doing something wrong and that it was hurting her. I was also able to see another side of her. I'm just not sure if I should be glad or not, because I was the one to cause it. (nervous laughter here) And well... we bonded. And I think that our relationship is stonger now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During one of our activities, we had to show what a church is to us. Our group sort of did this mime thing where we helped up one another(we were sitting on the floor), formed a line facing the audience, traced the shape of hearts on our chests, put our hands together in prayer and then placed our arms around each other as a sign of friendship. The speaker, Tito Gene, interpreted this as the church made up of people, who when they are filled with the holy spirit, share the good news of the Lord with other people (picking them up). That wasn't really our explanation to our demonstration, but I like his better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....Michi, thanks for picking me up ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-116119271416744381?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/116119271416744381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=116119271416744381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/116119271416744381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/116119271416744381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/10/sometimes-all-you-gotta-have-is-faith.html' title='Sometimes, all you gotta have is faith'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-116023007993469507</id><published>2006-10-07T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T22:07:59.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heard on the train</title><content type='html'>girl1: Nag audition nga ako sa Starstruck eh. Hindi ko sila tinanggap!&lt;br /&gt;............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl1:uy! nagkaka-shape ka na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl2: talaga? (turns to look at her reflection in the window)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy1: oo! bilog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-116023007993469507?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/116023007993469507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=116023007993469507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/116023007993469507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/116023007993469507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/10/heard-on-train.html' title='Heard on the train'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-116006257764296002</id><published>2006-10-05T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T11:52:22.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>better late then never</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/1600/IMG_5363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_5363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's not that I have nothing to write about anymore, it's not that I'm really busy, I'm just stuck in a rut. Lately, it takes time for me to gather up the energy just to write an entry. Not that it takes a lot of energy to write an entry. I just haven't been feeling up to writing anything. Ok, I think I'm starting to go in circles now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my last entry, I celebrated my birthday with my family by watching "Ang Pagdadalada ni Maximo Oliveros" at Gateway and then having dinner at Cibo(Yum!). &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/1600/IMG_5349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_5349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think that was also the day San Beda won the NCAA Basketball Championship, so when we were there, the whole mall was filled with red clad people celebrating. A sea of red. Fortunately I wasn't wearing red, but Aien was, so I held on tight lest she gets swallowed by the crowd and we lose her to very ecstatic red people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/1600/IMG_5382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_5382.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, the next night I continued on with celebrating my birthday, this time with sisqo. Spent the night at Astoria Plaza, had dinner at Streetscape, where the waiters from the different restaurants were mighty aggresive about getting customers to sit at their tables. Jeez! They were like jeepney callers crossed with cattle herders. As you walk along the row of restaurants, waiters would come up to you and say "Ma'am dito po!" and kind of try and steer you to their tables while simultaneously shoving a menu in your face. Eek! Not very pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_5442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Well we finally decided to sit down under the Dome tent because they were situated right in front of the stage, where a band was setting up. The band was decent enough, the frontman had some interesting dance moves and we're easily entertained. After dinner and dancing to a couple of songs, we had the hotel pick us up because it was drizzling and we didn't want to get wet. We get to the hotel, pop in a few dvds while sipping peach and strawberry wine accompanied by cheese (oh!aren't we sophisticated!hahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the next day we get up at 7am, eventhough the original plan was 6am, but hello! who gets up at 6am on a sunday?! We trudge down to the breakfast buffet. And as we eat, we begin to talk about religion, politics, philosophy......haha! No, I'm kidding! The main topic of discussion was the changing quality of education at our beloved alma mater. It helps that we have an insider, giving us a different perspective of what goes on in a school. The hours before checkout was then spent lounging around at the pool and posing in our bathing suits. As usual I was the photographer, which I really much prefer. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/laughing-edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And ofcourse our little gatherings are never complete without my little moments of klutzy-ness. This time I tripped over a lounge chair while setting up the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pool chair-1 me-0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A billion pictures later we dry ourselves off and return to our room to get ready for checkout. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_5633.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cappyroos.multiply.com/photos/album/25"&gt;Pics!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We then head over to Starbucks on Pearl Drive, because we still hadn't eaten my birthday cake. So we get there, order our drinks and the starbucks people tell Grace and Michi that we are NOT ALLOWED TO EAT THE CAKE. They did this preemptively. We hadn't even opened the top yet. Whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all in all, it was a good birthday despite my pre-bday blues. I think it's starting to become a pattern. I get melancholic around that time of year, but then it passes. Hmmm....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-116006257764296002?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/116006257764296002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=116006257764296002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/116006257764296002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/116006257764296002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/10/better-late-then-never.html' title='better late then never'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-115889222148487289</id><published>2006-09-22T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T10:30:21.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lately I've been feeling....well I don't know exactly what I've been feeling. It's like I'm not excited about anything. I'm not happy. I'm not sad. I'm just feeling......blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-115889222148487289?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/115889222148487289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=115889222148487289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/115889222148487289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/115889222148487289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/09/lately-ive-been-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-115666781554483085</id><published>2006-08-27T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T16:36:55.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strong words</title><content type='html'>"Ano ba yan! Ang tanda niyo na ah, nag gaganyan pa kayo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Deaf-mute yan eh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Say my name, Say my name"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nauutot ako!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry, we're fully booked"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Miss, why are you fat?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Na-ppressure ka ba?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that there are so many quotable quotes, but thanks to the isoprophyl alcohol, my memory is  a bit fuzzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grape Champagne anyone? ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-115666781554483085?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/115666781554483085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=115666781554483085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/115666781554483085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/115666781554483085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/08/strong-words.html' title='Strong words'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-115643695482666824</id><published>2006-08-24T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T00:29:14.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving off bad vibes</title><content type='html'>Why are there people who, when presented with a great opportunity, find someway to shoot it down? Or you spend the whole time complaining, and saying how YOU would go about it, what YOU would do, what YOU would change, and how things would be so much better if YOU were the one running the show. You're always looking for the mistakes in everything. Why are you so pessimistic? You're not only ruining your day, you're also ruining mine and those around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Why? WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of pyschological damage have you sustained to refuse to see the good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate people like that. They suck out all the happiness in a room until it's dark and dank and smells weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do with people afflicted with "defeatist syndrome"? Can we all just chuck them on to a deserted island somewhere and forget about them?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-115643695482666824?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/115643695482666824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=115643695482666824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/115643695482666824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/115643695482666824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/08/giving-off-bad-vibes.html' title='Giving off bad vibes'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-115608933975709270</id><published>2006-08-20T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T23:21:05.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melting Pot Aug 17,2006</title><content type='html'>I won't remember the stress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or the frantic search for recipes to be approved for the menu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or trying to get certain people to get off their asses and do their jobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or running out of ingredients, utensils, and styro containers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or having to run out and buy the containers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or forgetting about the flyers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or worrying that we had too little or too much of one thing or another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or hoping that we'd at least win one award, but knowing that we won't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or that i, being a silly girl chose form over function (in other words: heels over flats) and had to endure consequences of my ridiculous choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or that we actually lost money by participating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I will remember is that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got through the whole thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that sassi and grace came to support it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a lot of people liked what we cooked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most of my classmates did more than what was expected of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we were still laughing and joking around by the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how great everybody was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most of all...... a wave that could mean a thousand different things or simply nothing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-115608933975709270?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/115608933975709270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=115608933975709270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/115608933975709270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/115608933975709270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/08/melting-pot-aug-172006.html' title='Melting Pot Aug 17,2006'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-115565925972720284</id><published>2006-08-15T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T00:27:39.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Breathe</title><content type='html'>I keep reminding myself to do just that. There are million and one things running through my head at any given time of the day, and it's driving me crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have our recipes been approved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about funds? How much from each student?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's going to do the marketing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg! We need a car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schedule! I need to make a schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's bringing what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They want to change the recipes?! Ano ba?! Kayo nalang kaya maghanap! They complain about what you present to them, pero wala namang effort on their part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if nobody buys any of our food? and by the end of the day we get stuck with all that chicken? Ahhhh! i don't want to think about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else do we need? Think! Goddamit! Think like your life depended on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are there people who will try and oppose everything you try to do? Bakit laging may pasaway?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are there people who tell you what to do, even though you're already doing it? Do they think na hindi mo naisip yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit ang mga tao, ang daming reklamo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a great opportunity! A learning experience. Make the most out of it. Why waste your time and energy complaining?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be glad when this is over, but at the same time i'll miss the chaos that came with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is really weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add to the million things my insecurities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i doing enough? too much? too little?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kulang ba ako sa force? masyadong lax?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am i doing wrong? Am i doing anything right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i even really a leader? Would the class have been better off with someone else in my place? do i even have any leadership skills?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do they think?- this one is complicated. sometimes you're just better off not knowing. but i want to know! i need feed back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm forgetting something....I know it. I just know it.....what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe in....breathe out....in...out.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-115565925972720284?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/115565925972720284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=115565925972720284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/115565925972720284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/115565925972720284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-breathe.html' title='Just Breathe'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-115383495499155941</id><published>2006-07-25T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T18:08:02.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chefs on tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Monday was definitely not the ideal weather to go on a field trip. But the Mr. School President insisted on pushing it through, and so we went. There was a bit of trouble with the transpo a few days prior to the trip, but in the end we solved it but instead learned that we didn't even have to go through all that trouble because we could have stuck to the original plan. Argh! Oh well. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_3486.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cge tuloy parin ang plan b. Despite the rain(outside and in) we enjoyed the drive to Tagaytay with the help of Chester's never ending wise cracks. On the way to the Las Pinas campus, we somehow lost track of the convoy despite being in the middle of it. Pano kaya nangyari yun? Dami talaga bloopers itong trip! After several calls to the lead car, it was finally decided that we just meet up with the rest in Tagaytay. Hala! When we get there naman, na una pa pala kami?! So hintay pa kami sa may 7/11. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/1600/IMG_3487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_3487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maybe after 30 minutes they come driving by and we join the line again only to drive to Gourmet Cafe, which we already passed, grabe, sayang ang gas. hehehe! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/1600/IMG_3492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_3492.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So we tour the herb farm at the back of the restaurant, or just kind of walked around on the muddy footpaths. After our little walk, we headed into the the Cafe for some lunch. Some very slow lunch. I mean, they knew we were coming, pero bakit konti parin yung staff nila? &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_3507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hayyy....buti nalang masarap yung food nila. Yup, even the cream of lettuce was suprisingly good. I couldn't even taste the lettuce. So after lunch, we then headed over to the slaughter house where we watch a cow get....well...slaughtered. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/1600/IMG_3518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_3518.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I stood there watching the cow die, and get skinned. I then walked away because I couldn't take it anymore. So I guess I won't be eating beef for a while. I'll probably have the cow's "why me?" expression in my head everytime I face a plate of meat. Hay naku. So we then get back in our rainy vehicle and head over to Moomba. And surprise! We get sidetracked and are the last to arrive. By this time I'm thinking the vehicle's cursed, and won't be using its services anytime soon. So we finally get there and are treated to a tour of the kitchen. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_3550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And yes! Hapi-hapi time na with the class. Todo class bonding ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*more pics &lt;a href="http://cappyroos.multiply.com/photos/album/12"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-115383495499155941?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/115383495499155941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=115383495499155941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/115383495499155941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/115383495499155941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/07/chefs-on-tour.html' title='Chefs on tour'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-115363856133397303</id><published>2006-07-23T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T17:46:19.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love rainy days</title><content type='html'>I woke up to rain pounding on our roof today. Ah! The perfect day to stay curled up under my comforter with a cup of hot chocolate from tim horton's. Bliss! It was a nice way to almost forget about messages from last night. But, when i checked my phone, meron parin message! Ano ba yan? Get over it all ready! Hayyyy......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We now have a new pet. He kind of forced his way into our lives. My mom woke up to find a cat sitting on the kitchen counter. How did he get in? We're still trying to figure that out. Somehow he found a way to get up on top of the kitchen cupboards, where he spent a couple of hours meowing every now and then. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/1600/IMG_3419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_3419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What did we do? Isha set a little container of tuna in front of him in the hopes of getting him out. What happened? He ate most of it and then retreated back to his corner. Oops! Okay that didn't work. Next, a little container of milk was set down on the floor, we had to give him something drink! He could have choked on all that tuna he ate. Hehehe! So he jumps down on to the floor, and I'm there waiting for him. So I approach him very slowly with a broom in my hands(not to hit him, just to sort of guide him out the front door), he then hisses at me several times while my mom comes in from another direction and the cat panicks and tries to climb the window screen back up the cupboards, but it falls to the floor and runs out the kitchen! Ahhhh! It is now currently holed up under the bathroom sink and hasn't come out since, despite the milk we put right b the sink. Anybody know a cat whisperer?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-115363856133397303?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/115363856133397303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=115363856133397303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/115363856133397303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/115363856133397303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-love-rainy-days.html' title='i love rainy days'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-115322994706254459</id><published>2006-07-18T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T21:39:07.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dish of the day: mashed potatoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;The girls of the class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/1600/@!R????_071806_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/%40%21R%3F%3F%3F%3F_071806_001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've been taking culinary classes for a month now. What have we suceeded in cooking? Mashed Potatoes! Ahahaha! It's been lecture after lecture, or in most cases, the chefs reading the handouts out loud to us, while our minds float somewhere far far far away. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/1600/Image019[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/Image019%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Golly! Hirap pala maging chef. Today, during lab(kitchen) work we only stand up for 2-3 hours. My legs are screaming bloody murder! Pano pa kaya when your working full time na. You're going to be standing for 8-12 hours na! Yikes! Tapos, you're not going to be a chef right off the bat. Of course commis ka muna, in other words potato peeler ka muna for the first 3 years. Ahahaha! What have I gotten myself into?!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/%40%21R%3F%3F%3F%3F_071806_002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our group's plated mashed potatoes with coleslaw&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-115322994706254459?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/115322994706254459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=115322994706254459' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/115322994706254459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/115322994706254459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/07/dish-of-day-mashed-potatoes.html' title='Dish of the day: mashed potatoes'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-115158854415445171</id><published>2006-06-29T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T21:42:24.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project #1</title><content type='html'>We did our first group project today. What was it? A framed display of knives. So we went over to Megamall to buy a set of knives. OMG! Ang mahal pala ng mga knives?! You'd have to spend a thousand bucks just to buy ONE really good knife! Grabe! But anyway we were able to get cheap knives costing between a hundred to two hundred bucks. So okay na din. Then we had to find a place to frame them. Naku! Isa pang problema! Having the knives framed would set us back two thousand bucks. Ano ba yan?! After many group discussions  we then decided to take our chances in Recto where we would definitely find a cheaper price. So siympre to get there MRT-LRT kami. And you know what? Not one guard saw the knives! Hello?! Bakit pa sila ng-check ng mga gamit namin, if they don't do it properly naman?! We were even worried na baka mahirapan kaming sumakay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-115158854415445171?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/115158854415445171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=115158854415445171' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/115158854415445171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/115158854415445171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/06/project-1.html' title='Project #1'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-115096065418960532</id><published>2006-06-22T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T15:17:34.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>elle president</title><content type='html'>Ive been so lazy to write lately....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scence: Classroom at Most Institute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chef Marianna: Who do you guys want to nominate for class president?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donald: Ma'am, si Chester po. Kasi meron daw siyang experience sa kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chef Marianna: Okay. (Writes Chester's name on the board) Anybody else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel: Ma'am, siya po! Yung nan dun sa dulo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (I turn around to find that he is pointing at me!) Bakit ako?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chef Marianna: Why do you want to nominate her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel: Eh kasi po muka siyang responsable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What?! (how'd he come up with that? i've never spoken to him before)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... next time I'm coming in dressed like a punk rocker&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-115096065418960532?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/115096065418960532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=115096065418960532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/115096065418960532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/115096065418960532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/06/elle-president.html' title='elle president'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-114986371841878889</id><published>2006-06-09T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T22:36:30.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to reality</title><content type='html'>We’re leaving today. Be back in the Phils by Sunday. Of course there was no way I would be able to stay. I don’t have enough work experience to get a job. It was just wishful thinking. But our plans have changed now. I need to go back to school full time. I don’t want to pursue a Master’s degree. I learned that after the one class I took last summer. An MA is for the really serious students. Me, not at all a serious student. Okay, must find a culinary school. I think I’d like that better than taking MA classes. I’d definitely enjoy it. Can anyone recommend a school, besides CCA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our month long stay here, I’ll miss:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The interesting weather. We experienced really great weather, when the sun was shining, no clouds and it wasn’t too hot or cold. Then there were days when you’d need to wear a couple of layers of clothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The tree lined streets, actually seeing greenery everywhere. And the fresh air, I’m definitely going to miss breathing in good clean air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-As lame as it sounds, I’m going to miss the bus system they have. It’s so convenient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wearing shades at 9PM. They have longer days; it’s so weird to see the sun still up at 9PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Perfect strangers greeting you with a “hi” or “hello” as you walk bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tim Horton’s hot chocolate. It’s so creamy and rich and delicious and perfect to warm up freezing hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Millenium Library where I would probably enjoying living in, if they let me(hehe). I’d be perfectly happy reading book after book after book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Seeing people asleep on the grass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The fact that pedestrians have the right of way. Every car stops and waits for you to cross the street as soon as you activate the crossing signal thingy&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-Not hearing car horns honking. Seriously, no body honks their horns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Strawberries! We’ve had strawberries everyday during this trip. And they’re huge! Awww….I’m really gonna miss the strawberries&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-114986371841878889?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/114986371841878889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=114986371841878889' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114986371841878889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114986371841878889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-to-reality.html' title='Back to reality'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-114929326443001539</id><published>2006-06-03T07:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T12:50:21.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awwww! Do I gotta leave?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/200/IMG_1592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! I so love it here! We've been kind of touring the city on our own. We’ve even totally conquered the bus routes. Which is not easy, because they have 100 different buses going 100 different ways. We’ve gotten on our share of wrong buses already. But we’re perfectly alright on our own. It’s actually better. Because we can go where we want, when we want to. The other day, we spent the day at the library. Weird, huh? It’s because we’re all into books and they have a HUGE library here. So of course we had to check it out. We’ve also been to the University of Manitoba, ooh I would really love the chance to study there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being left on our own has given us a different view of the city and its people. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/1600/IMG_1261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/200/IMG_1261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I’ve written before, Canadians are really nice people, never afraid to help another. Even the bums are okay. There was this one girl asking me for some change for coffee, she was kind of dirty and her hoodie was torn, but she was really polite, so it kind of threw me off a little. She came up to me with a “Excuse me miss, do you have some extra change for a cup of coffee?” When I told her no, she just said “Okay, thanks” and went away. But then there was another bum who was a bit more weird. We came across him in China town (Why does every place have a china town?), he was talking really fast and really low, also asking for change and if we understood English. Kind of freaked us out so we ignored him and walked really fast out of there. But then several minutes later he was behind us still talking at this rapid speed. Ahhhhh!!!!! When I looked back he was gone, he must’ve entered an alley or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I’ve noticed is that a lot of people here are really obese! And I mean A LOT! It makes me not want to eat fast food anymore. I can’t imagine what it feels like to be that big. How can you let yourself reach that size anyway?! Some of them are so big they even need a cane to help them walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/1600/IMG_0940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/200/IMG_0940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We’re leaving next week. None of us want to leave and go back to real life. We just like it so much here. I’ve actually been toying with the idea of staying here. My parents are fine with it. Atleast I think so, because they haven't really said anything to the contrary. How great would that be?! Me, all alone in another country. Hmmm… Thing is it’s going to be a little tricky. I’m on a tourist visa, which I have to convert into a working visa. For that to happen I’ve got to get a job. But of course here, they’ll hire a Canadian before a foreigner. And they’d prefer someone with Canadian credentials right? But I gotta at least try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could I do it? Can I leave everything that’s familiar, plus all my friends and family to start a life here? &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/200/IMG_1322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-114929326443001539?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/114929326443001539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=114929326443001539' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114929326443001539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114929326443001539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/06/awwww-do-i-gotta-leave.html' title='Awwww! Do I gotta leave?!'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-114834686223964312</id><published>2006-05-23T08:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T09:14:22.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 days only?!</title><content type='html'>We've been here for only 10 days, yet it feels like we've been here forever. We've met a whole bunch of cousins we've never seen before. They feed us, they drive us around and they make sure we always have something to do. It just feels so weird having all these people go out of their way to make us feel at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched a movie at a drive-in last night( Da Vinci Code, which I partly slept through. Didn't like the movie that much) and we got home by 3am, at which by that time my mom was already starting to worry. She kept calling Tito Jun to ask where we were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cappyroos.multiply.com/video/item/4"&gt;I ate deep fried larva yesterday. &lt;/a&gt;Yah I know, Ewwww! But they were suprisingly good. Not that I'd do it again. I think once was enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true, Canadians are so friendly. When they see you they greet you with a Hi or Hello, when they sense that you're in trouble they immediatley offer their assistance. I'm just blown over by this. I'm so used to being always suspicious of people, I'm having a hard time adjusting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-114834686223964312?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/114834686223964312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=114834686223964312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114834686223964312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114834686223964312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/05/10-days-only.html' title='10 days only?!'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-114810861663161836</id><published>2006-05-20T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T15:03:36.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day and fifteen hours</title><content type='html'>I have so many pics to upload but I can't because of the unreliable wi-fi connection. hehe! we just kind of mooch off what ever signal we can get, so can't really complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_0902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...that's how long it took us to get from Vancouver to Winnipeg. Why that long? Well, because we took the train. How cool is that?! We've never traveled by train before, so this was a great first experince. You know how in movies they usually show the characters sitting in little private compartments?(Think Harry Potter) Well turns out they are pretty expensive! So we're in coach. Which isn't at all too bad beause we're right near the dining cart &amp; viewing dome. The scenery was so breath taking. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_0837.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_0904.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We saw a lot of snow-capped mountains, long rivers &amp; some of the local animals. We think we even saw a moose at one time but we're not at all too sure beause all we saw was it's butt. And at one point during the trip, while we were having lunch in the dining car, the maitre'd (who we think is Michele from the Gilmore Girls personified,he's got the accent, attitude &amp;amp; tan to go with it. He's just a bit nicer though) started shouting “Look a bear!” Ofcourse by the time we had already turned our heads, it was too late.&lt;br /&gt;We also passed through a lot of little towns,where there would always be people waving at us.&lt;br /&gt;Trains aren't all that reliable though when it comes to being on time. There've been times where we had to slow down or completely stop. At one point we stopped for almost an hour because a train ahead of us stalled &amp; had to be pulled by another engine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in Vancouver for a day now. It's like we've been in Canada for a long time, but it's only really been a week. It's so weird, everytime I think about our life back in the Philippines, it's like this dream I had that doesn't really exist. And it's slowly fading away. Does that make any sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_1058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh! my legs hurt! The only mode of transportation we have is our feet, and well I think mine have almost reached their limit. The only thing that keeps me going is the thought that by the time we get back home, all the walking will shed pounds off my weight.....well hopefully.....I am allowed to wish right? Hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-114810861663161836?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/114810861663161836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=114810861663161836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114810861663161836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114810861663161836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/05/day-and-fifteen-hours.html' title='A day and fifteen hours'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-114763028760376629</id><published>2006-05-15T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T03:11:25.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/1600/IMG_0534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_0534.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 13&lt;br /&gt;8am&lt;br /&gt;We arrived yesterday (May 12) at 7:30 pm. The sun was still up! If I didn't know better I would have thought that it was only 4 in the afternoon. That is so weird. Last night I wrote that it isn't as cold as we thought.Wrong! It's so cold that I haven't even changed out of my travel clothes. (Yup, I know, Ewww!)I slept in them plus a jacket. And I was still freezing under the thick blanket that we brought. Right now I'm still working up the courage to go &amp; take a shower. I absolutely have no desire to be naked, even if only for a little while. I wonder if I can get through this trip without a shower. Maybe I can just keep adding layers to my present outfit. It's two birds with one stone. I won't have to undress &amp;amp; I'll just keep getting warmer each day! Yeah! I'll spend this vacation being grungy &amp; smelly....and most probably alone! Hahaha! Eww! Even I wouldn't want to have to do anything with me by then. Urgh! Ok, fine I'll take a shower now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_0527.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:32pm&lt;br /&gt;Spent the day doing tourist-y things. Tita Lovella et al took us around the city visiting the tourist spots, like the clock on one corner that was powered by steam. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_0558.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Canada Place where there was this huge cruise ship was docked. It's like a humongous hotel on the water. The rooms were something else. They had little balconies and some even had a jacuzzi. Wow! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_0562.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_0573.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_0575.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to the &lt;a href="http://www.capbridge.com"&gt;Capilano Suspension Bridge &lt;/a&gt;today. Not as boring as it sounds. It's this huge park full of gigantic hundred of years old trees and you just kind of walk around and commune with nature! Hehehe! They have these&lt;a href="http://cappyroos.multiply.com/video/item/2"&gt; living dioramas&lt;/a&gt;, there was one where the people were singing and dancing. Galing! They also had exhibits on the insects you can find in the forest, complete with gigantic replicas of the &lt;a href="http://cappyroos.multiply.com/video/item/1"&gt;insects&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://cappyroos.multiply.com/photos/album/8"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_0588.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Click for more pics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-114763028760376629?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/114763028760376629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=114763028760376629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114763028760376629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114763028760376629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/05/day-one.html' title='Day one'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-114750127745596526</id><published>2006-05-13T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T00:46:10.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts in transit</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/1600/IMG_0387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_0387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing this from Taipei....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So obviously we were able to get on the flight. We were (literaly) the very last passengers to be checked-in even though we were at the airport by 10:30am (2 hours &amp; 15 min before take-off). Being on stand-by meant we were low priority &amp;amp; could only be checked-in after everyone else &amp; if there were available seats. Being on stand-by meant we half-ran, half-waited-in-line all the way to Gate 14. Being on stand-by meant we didn't get to sit together, so we spent the 2 hour flight in silence, unable to talk to our Taiwanese seatmates. Being on stand-by meant Isha &amp;amp; I getting upgraded to business class where the seats are several inches wider, allowing more wiggle room (ah! the simple pleasures!hehe!). Being on stand-by meant me getting a window seat &amp; a chance to see the brilliant white sea of clouds &amp;amp; feel as though I could almost reach out and touch them. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_0391.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We landed here at 3pm. Our next flight is at 12am. So for the next 9 hours Chiang Kei Sheik Int'l Airport is our playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_0432.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_0440.jpg" border="0" /&gt;See our shoes? My sister and I have stopped wearing matching shoes. Hahaha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_0446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;ummm......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_0454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12am-on the plane...&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting here between two strangers several rows away from my mom &amp; sisters. Eva air's economy class is no fun at all. It's out of style! It dosen't have the little itty bitty personal t.v. screens, or the foot rest...and now the captain has announced that there'll be a slight delay because of...urgh! Can't understand what he's saying. Ok, that last part doesn't really have anything to do with the former, I'm just in a ranting mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing, as of right now, we not sure where we're staying while we're in Vancouver OR Winnipeg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is an adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3am Manila time&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored. I'm bored. I'm bored. I'm bored. Everyone's asleep but I can't go to sleep because of the light from the monitor and the constant sound of flushing. Not really my kind of lullaby. Yep, I'm unhappily seated near the toilets. urgh! I envy the guy next to me, he's blissfully off frolicking in dreamland. Maybe I should kick him just so I have something to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me. I'm just grumpy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_0510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:24pm Vancouver&lt;br /&gt;We have finally arrived! It's not as cold as we thought though. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-114750127745596526?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/114750127745596526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=114750127745596526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114750127745596526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114750127745596526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/05/thoughts-in-transit.html' title='Thoughts in transit'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-114734469833264108</id><published>2006-05-11T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T18:51:38.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>strike one</title><content type='html'>Well, we didn't get on the flight. Didn't even get near the airport because of the horrendous traffic all caused by one truck at the bottom of the flyover near Makati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Had the job interview rescheduled for today, so I had to wake up really early to make the 8am appointment. Galing! 'cause it only took an hour for me to get to Buendia, I was expecting at least two hours. Spent the next hour and a half getting to know my fellow applicants. There was one girl there who so early she arrived at 6am! She wanted to make sure she was punctual this time around, because the day before she was late for the interview and the company's really strict with the time. While they made us wait, they were kind enough to give us free coffee, but no pasteries :( hehehe! Then I went to Megamall where, mom and Aien were shopping, so I was able to buy shoes too. Yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/Image017.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh! So tired from walking. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I had to wear these purple socks I got from Singapore Air because I had already packed all my other socks. Hehehe!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_0254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pillows my sister's friend sent her from the US. I want something with a Care Bear on it! Or better yet a little Care Bear doll! I don't know why though. I just want one. Maybe because I keep seeing them everywhere.Let's do the Care Bear Stare! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/IMG_0255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Will be doing another "practice run" to the airport tomorrow. Hehehe! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-114734469833264108?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/114734469833264108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=114734469833264108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114734469833264108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114734469833264108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/05/strike-one.html' title='strike one'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-114717394672176019</id><published>2006-05-09T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T19:25:46.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not ready</title><content type='html'>Okay, so according to my dear mom, we will try to get on the flight TOMORROW. What the?! Oh well..... When she called the airlines they informed her that the flight's not full so there might be a chance we can get on. Hmmm...I'm not even packed yet. But if we don't get on this flight, we're going to try on Friday. And if we don't get on that flight, then there's the Sunday flight. Which I'm sure I'M getting on. Hehehe. I got a booked ticket while the rest of my family have to be chance passengers. I try to rub it in with my sisters whenever I get the chance! Hehehe! Meanie! Bwahahaha! Ah! Whatever! Well the reason I got a booked ticket is because I'm already twenty-one, so I'm no longer considered a dependent of the parental units.And they HAD to get me the ticket because of course! It's no fun if I'm not there! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird because I love traveling, and wouldn't miss an opportunity to do so, but a part of me doesn't want to leave yet, for a couple of reasons: I have a job interview scheduled tomorrow, I'm supposed to see my friends on Saturday, and.....well I'm just not ready to go yet. I mean my mind is set on leaving on Sunday, not tomorrow. I don't know it just feels weird. Now I know that does not make any sense, but ack! What the hell?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent a couple of hours in a parlour last Friday looking like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/Image001.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So, yep. I'm back to being curlylocks. I just couldn't resist. It's just so much easier!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-114717394672176019?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/114717394672176019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=114717394672176019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114717394672176019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114717394672176019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/05/not-ready.html' title='Not ready'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-114638554186895218</id><published>2006-04-30T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T16:25:41.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the way to lunch</title><content type='html'>We were on our way to Eastwood today for lunch with some family friends. We were crossing a bridge, when we noticed this foreigner standing on the side of the bridge having a conversation with a man living under the bridge. It gave me this funny feeling inside. I've gotten so used to the situation here in the Philippines, that sometimes I can no longer see it. I've learned to ignore it. And it has already become second nature. But here was a guy, taking time out of his day to spend it with a (for lack of a better term) &lt;em&gt;"taong grasa".&lt;/em&gt; There was no car in sight, so how did the foreigner get there? Did he really plan on going there? What did they talk about? How long did he stay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me feel ashamed that there isn't anything I'm doing for that person under the bridge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-114638554186895218?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/114638554186895218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=114638554186895218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114638554186895218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114638554186895218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/04/on-way-to-lunch.html' title='On the way to lunch'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-114613541810386973</id><published>2006-04-27T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T10:09:41.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Must.Return.To.Relaxing.</title><content type='html'>It's the second week of my Theoretical Perspective and Issues in International Studies class....atleast I THINK that's the subject title....I just call it IS-201 because the title is sooooooo long. There's only two students: me and Hannah. She's from South Korea, and has been here for one year already. It's so weird with only two students. You definitely can't get away with anything at all! Like the other day, I was late, so of course it was very obvious. And there's always a 50% chance that I'd be called on to recite! Hahaha! Nah! Class mostly consists of Sir Radj talking to us. And all our quizzes and test are take home so that works to my advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's class was more like a religion class than anything else. We were discussing St. Augustine's Salvation Theory and how it is man's goal to &lt;strong&gt;return&lt;/strong&gt; to the golden age, which is paradise. Return because according to St. Augustine, the time of Adam &amp;amp; Eve and The Garden of Eden &lt;strong&gt;was&lt;/strong&gt; the golden age. And man fell from the golden age because of the temptation of Eve. And then from there we ended up discussing the cruxifiction, the da vinci code, and the recent specials on national geographic channel. Also since Sir Radj's specialty is history he knows alot of not publicly known facts. It's very interesting to just listen to him. Too bad he has already chosen to retire from teaching, and will only be gracing the halls of MC as an environment student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright enough of academics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to a friend today. And she was stressing as to how to spend the rest of her days now that she has finally graduated from college. You know how since you were a kid in school, you always knew what was coming next? You enter elementary, then high school, and you finish off with college. But what comes after college? &lt;strong&gt;The.Rest.Of.Your.Life.&lt;/strong&gt; That's a long time, and it's so hard to choose what kind of job to get because you could end up doing that for the rest of your life.Eek! Scary! What if you choose wrong? And you end up being miserable?! Worse! What if you &lt;strong&gt;can't&lt;/strong&gt; find a job and you have no choice but to live with your parents?! Penniless &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; miserable! You end up a loser and alone! (said-she-the-single-bum-living-under-her-parents-roof) Okay. I should stop now, because I'm stressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I learned today. I'm the ONLY SINGLE person in our little group of friends.And now my skin is breaking out from all the stress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-114613541810386973?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/114613541810386973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=114613541810386973' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114613541810386973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114613541810386973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/04/mustreturntorelaxing.html' title='Must.Return.To.Relaxing.'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-114559371555913019</id><published>2006-04-21T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T12:28:35.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So it looks like we're going to Canada this summer.....</title><content type='html'>We went to the Canadian embassy yesterday to get visas...urgh! We had to get up very early to make the 8am appointment, we were up by 5:30am. Turns out there were a lot of people applying so it was a good thing we got there early. While we were waiting, there was a woman at one of the counters talking in a very loud voice,and I'd like to point out that we were seated at the very back row. Not that she was angry or anything, but I got the feeling that she was kind of showing-off to the rest of the people in the waiting room. She was speaking with a "Canadian twang" and made it very obvious that she was indeed a citizen of Canada. And then just as she was about to leave she went back to the people she was talking to while waiting and said, loud enough for everybody to hear,  "When you're in Vancouver, look me up and I'll show you around. Okay?" Hmmm.....wish you'd learn to use your inside voice lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.... Our turn comes and we get into a booth where the visa officer is waiting for us behind a thick glass. He just asked a couple of questions and reviewed the documents we brought. Needless to say we got approved! But not before he told us that we had to renew our passports because the lamination on the pictures were broken. Now my mom swears that she checked every passport the night before and everything was just fine. So it looks like they kind of bend the laminated part to see if it will pop open. Actually my passport was alright, but not until my mom decided to demonstrate what they did. Oh well....right after we went over to the DFA to renew them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is my first time to go over there, because usually my parents take care of it and have a travel agency renew them. But since we were already out, and it was still early (only 9:30am) We decided to just get it over with. When we got there, I understood why the parental units usually had an agency do it. Urgh! very chaotic with a lot of people shouting at you from all directions and telling you what you had to do. And since you're all confused with all the shouting, you just tend to follow the general direction of people. Which was not a good thing because, they charged for the application form and having them glue your picture on the form. When we got inside, we found out that we could have just gone straight in and get an application there and not pay anything!GRRRR!WTF! If we'd known that, we could have avoided all the sweaty people bumping into us!Argh! Oh well.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-114559371555913019?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/114559371555913019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=114559371555913019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114559371555913019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114559371555913019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-it-looks-like-were-going-to-canada.html' title='So it looks like we&apos;re going to Canada this summer.....'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-114518752408806986</id><published>2006-04-16T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T19:43:34.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanted: Easter Bunny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/1600/Image003[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/Image003%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We're not at all that religious so we spent the Holy Week at home, enjoying the peace and quiet of an emtpy city. But today we went out for lunch and spent the day with our little cousins. Gotta love Heaven &amp; Eggs! They have the best pancakes and you can choose from several types of syrup.I recommend the peach. As we entered, they gave our cousins hard boiled eggs to color while we waited for the food. Well Isha and I did not want to be left out of all the coloring, so we settled with making our paper placemats works of art. Hehehe! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/1600/??????????068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After lunch we spent a few minutes around the fountain taking pictures and throwing in coins. It's so weird, everytime we get together with our cousins, we all go a little crazy and act like a bunch of hyper kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/Image022%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So anyway, we went over to Floyd's to get ice cream and get hocked up on more sugar, because we needed the energy for the arcade. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Where we somehow spent P800 in 2 hours! Urgh! How did that happen?! There was also a doggy obstacle course set up outside, and well.....I just couldn't resist. Woof woof! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/iz%20Zia%28511%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'm still waiting for the lifetime supply of Pedigree the judges promised me.Hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cappyroos.multiply.com/photos/album/6"&gt;more pics&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-114518752408806986?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/114518752408806986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=114518752408806986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114518752408806986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114518752408806986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/04/wanted-easter-bunny.html' title='Wanted: Easter Bunny'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-114429994173565575</id><published>2006-04-06T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T14:32:13.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>contingency plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS TO MS. GISELLE GERMAN FOR GRADUATING CUM LAUDE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Plan A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fly off to NZ.Get a job. Enroll at &lt;a href="http://www.aut.ac.nz"&gt;AUT&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;a href="http://www.aut.ac.nz/schools/hospitality_and_tourism/course_information/diploma_event_management.htm"&gt;Events Management &lt;/a&gt;. Get a job in events. Move into my own apartment. Live and be happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Time line: no idea.all depends on when we do get out of here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stress factor: hmmm.....job + school=moderate amount of stress for only a year if I go full time study.Probably less if I opt for the part-time, which will take me 4 years to complete the course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Plan B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stay here. Find a job. Get my Master's degree at MC(or I could try UP also. I found out today they also offer MA-IS). Get a Bachelor's degree in European Languages at UP. (eek! is there any way i can do it all at one go,with out killing myself in the process?) Study for the Foreign Service Officer exams. Take the &lt;a href="http://www.dfa.gov.ph/news/fsoexam/fsodtail.htm"&gt;FSO exams&lt;/a&gt;. Become an FSO. Go on to work for the DFA. Move into my own place. Live and be happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Time line: let's see....MA at MC takes 2 1/2 years if I take 9 units each sem. Let's say the BA in Euro Lang takes me another 4 years to complete.So that's already 6 1/2 years. The FSO review takes 2 months. The exams take approximately a year. That's a grand total of 7 years and 8 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stress factor: i'm predicting the pull "out-my-hair" type of stress.sleepless nights. a ton of paper work. and i kiss my social life goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmmm.....decisions....decisions.....what to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;**********I just watched little manhattan yesterday.It's such a cute story!************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-114429994173565575?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/114429994173565575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=114429994173565575' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114429994173565575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114429994173565575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/04/contingency-plan.html' title='contingency plan'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-114372270559172447</id><published>2006-03-30T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T20:45:05.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye bye star</title><content type='html'>i lost my star last night.a friend gave it to me 2-3 years ago and i always kept it with my id lace. if you saw it,you wouldn't think it was all that special.it was grubby looking and was a little bit thinner than it used to be, because i'd squeezed it when ever i was stressed out. funny thing is, it looks like that this is the answer to my question.&lt;br /&gt;so bye star, thank you for staying with me all these years. i sincerely hope you have a good life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omigod! i was reading my mail ealier, and it seems that unfortunately, sas did not forget her *ahem* dare.....uh-oh! i am definitely unprepared for that! must begin the huff and puff process immediately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on to other things......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am fully convinced that our house is very much haunted. we've been hearing things from the empty rooms, there was even one morning where i woke up to a "ssssshhhhtttt" "sssshhhhhtttt" sound coming uncomfortably near my bed(i didn't dare open my eyes!) and there have been times that our water dispenser turns on by itself!how's that for weird?of all the appliances, why is it the dispenser?! anybody know how to reach the ghostbusters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news....&lt;br /&gt;i have been talked into another class for my MA.oh joy! but it looks like that there will only be two of us, so it's more of a tutorial class.plus the prof is cool- shaved head with tattoos....and she's a woman!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-114372270559172447?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/114372270559172447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=114372270559172447' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114372270559172447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114372270559172447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/03/bye-bye-star.html' title='bye bye star'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-114353248135210733</id><published>2006-03-28T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T15:54:41.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>burning bridges</title><content type='html'>i got a message last week from a friend that there would be a barkada reunion during the weekend, i replied that sure i'll be there just as long as she texts me when and where. well she didn't and i thought that it was moved to another date. but now i find out that they DID have the get together.what am i supposed to think now?! she didn't get my reply or that she did get it, but chose to ignore it? i'm really hoping for the former. i thought everything was ok between us na....at least i'm over it....it's already been a year and i was looking forward to seeing them again....they were my best friends, they made everything so much fun, we always had something to do and no dull moment, and they made me a much better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what now? do i burn that bridge?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-114353248135210733?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/114353248135210733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=114353248135210733' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114353248135210733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114353248135210733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/03/burning-bridges.html' title='burning bridges'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-114353110880202489</id><published>2006-03-28T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T15:31:48.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>estudyante blues</title><content type='html'>as of today i am now officially a student.....again! urgh! as to how i got myself into this very delightful situation is a bit complicated so no use in rehashing it. bottom line i'll be taking up my MA in IS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayyy....my life is so confusing right now.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-114353110880202489?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/114353110880202489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=114353110880202489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114353110880202489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114353110880202489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/03/estudyante-blues.html' title='estudyante blues'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-114320166650328710</id><published>2006-03-24T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T20:01:06.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wishing.....</title><content type='html'>that i get the job&lt;br /&gt;that our plans push through ASAP!&lt;br /&gt;for the past&lt;br /&gt;for the future&lt;br /&gt;for more&lt;br /&gt;for patience&lt;br /&gt;for sanity&lt;br /&gt;for wholeness&lt;br /&gt;for music&lt;br /&gt;for my friends&lt;br /&gt;that i can get up at 6am....nah....7am nalang....hehehe&lt;br /&gt;for motivation&lt;br /&gt;that starbucks brings back rhumba frapp!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;for laughter&lt;br /&gt;for my curly hair&lt;br /&gt;that people were more reliable&lt;br /&gt;that i didn't have to feel this way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-114320166650328710?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/114320166650328710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=114320166650328710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114320166650328710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114320166650328710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/03/wishing.html' title='wishing.....'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-114232855851064780</id><published>2006-03-14T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T17:33:52.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>highway drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;okay, it didn't really happen on a highway. i just think it makes a much better title....hehehe.... my mom and i were driving back home from FTI in taguig today because i went in for an interview for a position at a beach resort.as we exit the compound i even got us a little lost because i insisted on turning left towards bicutan instead of right which would have taken us to pasay.anyway, just as we turned into that little road that brings us back to C-5, the car's stick shift starts to act funky and won't go into any of the gears! so ofcourse we had to stop, as there was no way we could drive at all. my mom leaves for a couple of minutes and gets a policeman who in turn fetches a "mechanic". i use the term loosely, because when he arrived he didn't bring any tools and even manged to tear up the rubber cover of the stick shift. urgh! by now we have the "mechanic", the policeman my mom called over, plus 2 more policemen (who are not really doing anything, just making osyoso) and a guy who's just making pakialam and getting in everyone's way!urgh! too many cooks in the kitchen! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;after 30 minutes of the "mechanic's" fiddling, we finally get the car to move and go on our way. as we get on to C-5, my mom turns to me and say "buti nalang medyo nawala tayo kanina!" hahaha! she's right in a twisted way. if i hadn't insisted on turning left we would have been on C-5 with all the fast moving cars when the stick shift broke. talk about fate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-114232855851064780?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/114232855851064780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=114232855851064780' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114232855851064780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114232855851064780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/03/highway-drama.html' title='highway drama'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-114213610882575550</id><published>2006-03-12T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T12:01:48.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an apo experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/1600/muzabn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/muzabn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;W-O-W wow!&lt;br /&gt;we went to the apo concert last night. it was quite an experience since they are not the usual genre of music that i listen to,plus i had them categorized as part of the "oldies" genre.so i had little to no idea as to what their songs were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their show was fantastic! more than singers, they were entertainers. they kept the audience laughing in between numbers with their antics. and since this was their last concert here, it was very sentimental.turns out they've been together for nearly 37 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuzzy pics since we were sitting in the balcony section:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/1600/@!R????_031106_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/%40%21R%3F%3F%3F%3F_031106_003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/1600/@!R????_031106_005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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title='an apo experience'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-114129902053371707</id><published>2006-03-02T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T19:30:20.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Rage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/1600/Image034.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/Image034.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/1600/Image033.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/Image033.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/1600/Image032.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/Image032.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/1600/Image009.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/Image009.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-114129902053371707?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/114129902053371707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=114129902053371707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114129902053371707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114129902053371707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/03/road-rage_02.html' title='Road Rage'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-114129792864666754</id><published>2006-03-02T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T19:17:14.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's halo-halo season once again!</title><content type='html'>It's that time of the year, where sweat drips from your face as soon as you get out of the shower.Actually you take several showers a day now.You don't move the entire day because it's too hot.So you become this big melted lump on the couch.You pretend to be looking for something in the the fridge door just so you could feel the cold air.You wear as little clothes as possible.You hair is now always in a pony tail so that it won't stick to the back of your neck.You refuse to get out of the house unless absolutely necessary (i.e. your house is on fire), not even for another people power movement. You are constantly snacking on halo-halo, fruit shakes, mais con yelo, snow cones, ice cream, shaved ice, ice cubes, ice chips..... basta ice! You sit in the car just a little while longer, para ubusin yung cold air. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring on the heat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-114129792864666754?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/114129792864666754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=114129792864666754' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114129792864666754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114129792864666754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-halo-halo-season-once-again.html' title='It&apos;s halo-halo season once again!'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-114086381845069191</id><published>2006-02-25T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T18:36:58.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who would have thunk?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;....that a simple visit to a mall would be a chance to meet the president!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;yep that's right, the little president that could.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;We went to the Go Negosyo! exhibit at Market Market today just to see what was there. We were on our way out of the exhibit area, when we noticed that a growing crowd was near the entrance. So siyempre naki-osyoso din kami diba?! hahaha! We found out from one of the bystanders that the president was coming in a little while. Now how many times in your life can you say that you met a president of a whole country?! So we stayed and waited. We stood near the escalator not really expecting anything to really happen to us,just hoping for a quick glance. when suddenly we see that people are now becoming frentic and there's this whole entourage coming up the escalator. People start jostling each other as the prominent group arrives on the floor. Now my mom, who is right beside me suddenly sticks out her hand and President Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo shakes it! And then starts to pull my mom towards her for a shot on camera!OMG! But my mom, who is usually so bibo by the way, suddenly becomes shy and pulls away! hehehe! darn! i was too slow with my camera! oh well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;.....who would have thunk?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-114086381845069191?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/114086381845069191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=114086381845069191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114086381845069191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114086381845069191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/02/who-would-have-thunk.html' title='who would have thunk?!'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-114059939308369332</id><published>2006-02-22T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T17:09:53.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no pain no gain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;if that's true, then the gain should be directly proportional to the pain.right? in that case, i have a whole lot to gain! my feet have been screaming bloody murder for a couple of hours now because of my romp through makati's business area.what was i thinking wearing those boots?! by 12:30pm i could already feel every stone, line, and crack in the pavement. by 2pm i was already taking small limping steps. again, what was i thinking?! i tried to get a cab home but every cab i flagged down refused because it was too far away daw and the price that they were asking for didn't go below 300 bucks! WTF! and as if that was not enough, when i rode the MRT on the way home i was standing in front of a row of men sitting down. there i was swaying in front of them (err, that sounds....nevermind) as i tried to hold on to that loop thingy that hangs from the bar. i was trying to stare them down, so that one of them might be kind enough to offer their seat. not one looked at me. where are all the gentlemen? are they extinct?! the only reason i was able to sit down was because one of them got off at a stop. so with a sarcastic "thank you" i sat.when i got to cubao, i limped over to the department store and took the first pair of slippers that i saw. tore off my boots and headed over to the cashier. by this time i no longer cared how i looked or what people thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;so what prompted this little trip? well i've been peppering my cv here and there....coz i'm bored and broke....which isn't all that fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-114059939308369332?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/114059939308369332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=114059939308369332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114059939308369332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/114059939308369332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/02/no-pain-no-gain.html' title='no pain no gain'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-113993109336206126</id><published>2006-02-14T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T23:31:33.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how am i to you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=cappy"&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?name=cappy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-113993109336206126?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/113993109336206126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=113993109336206126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/113993109336206126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/113993109336206126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/02/how-am-i-to-you.html' title='how am i to you?'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-113983319250392775</id><published>2006-02-13T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T20:22:17.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"a nothing special ordinary kind of girl"</title><content type='html'>....for some strange reason i have that line rolling around in my head. i am so loving sophie kinsella right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/Image021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;oh to be a kid again!&lt;br /&gt;last night we were at market market to meet with one of dad's office mate to get his pasalubong, we were standing near the fountain at the front of the entrance.it was on full blast and doing a little fountain dance. i just adore fountains like the one at market market. its not your run of the mill fountain where there's a pool of water with water spouting out. this one is designed so that the water shoots up from the ground and you could walk in between the water. there were a lot of kids running in between the little columns of water, and running to the center just before the big column of water blew out. it was so.....mesmerizing....if that's the right word. the kids were squealing out of delight as they touched the water, ran through the fountain, and as the water shot upwards. at my age i couldn't exactly go over and join them,so there i was standing to the side, and all i could do was take pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/1600/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i got my mp3 player today....many thanks pops!hehehe!it's not an ipod or anything fancy shmancy like that, but i still love it ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2681/431/320/Image025.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;it's so small and light and fits right in the palm of my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;....and since we're on to material things..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;why is it that the wants of people never cease to end? people could have everything they could every need in their life,but still long for something.is it just human nature? obviously it's a way of showing how successful you are financialy....you have all your basic needs covered and have more than enough money to indulge in luxury items.oops!wait....i think i kinda anwered my own question.....hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;.....moving on....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;due to some fluke with our cable company, we now have that channel that gives the live feed from the PBB house. according to my fanatic of a family that channel is something you have to pay extra for, so they were so excited when aien discovered the channel, and haven't stopped watching since.if you know me, you'll understand that this show irritates me to no end.i don't see the point of it.and i don't think i ever will. so no use in trying to convince me otherwise. ugh! this is like meteor garden all over again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-113983319250392775?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/113983319250392775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=113983319250392775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/113983319250392775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/113983319250392775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/02/nothing-special-ordinary-kind-of-girl.html' title='&quot;a nothing special ordinary kind of girl&quot;'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-113901913878747323</id><published>2006-02-04T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T16:21:30.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mismatched?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;for the very first time in my life,last night, i went speed dating.this was all courtesy of michiko, who's parish group was doing a fundraiser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little description on how it was done:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were 13 pairs, all seated at different tables, of course there were 2 to a table. you are all given 5 minutes to chat up your partner and try to learn has much as you can.when a bell rings, it means it's time to wrap up and move one to the next person. the women were stationary while the guys moved from table to table.everybody were given a guide questions and a track card, where you can write down the names of the people you meet and any other comments you might have.the whole thing took about two hours.once you've met everyone, you can make little marks indicating who piqued your curiosity, and then you rank them. as for the matching part, i have no idea how they'll do it, because the organizers said that they would just email the results to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm....5 minutes?! what can you learn in 5 minutes?!suprisingly, just the right amount of info from the person. it's too short a time to run out of things to say but long enough to keep you interested. funny thing, i found myself repeating things i've said before. but i couldn't help it, everytime the damn bell rang you had to start all over again!hehe! but the whole thing was fun and a very different way of meeting new people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-113901913878747323?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/113901913878747323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=113901913878747323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/113901913878747323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/113901913878747323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/02/mismatched.html' title='mismatched?'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-113872136227703754</id><published>2006-01-31T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T23:29:22.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where my feet takes me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;still gotta lot of traveling to do.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.world66.com/myworld66/visitedCountries/worldmap?visited=USFRITSAPHTHAU" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.world66.com/myworld66"&gt;create your own visited country map&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or check our &lt;a href="http://www.world66.com/europe/italy/veneto/venice"&gt;Venice travel guide&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-113872136227703754?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/113872136227703754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=113872136227703754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/113872136227703754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/113872136227703754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/01/where-my-feet-takes-me.html' title='where my feet takes me'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-113863469837085991</id><published>2006-01-30T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T23:24:58.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here cometh....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;.....the month of love....malls are being decorated with the reds and pinks of valentines...more and more couples are appearing out of no where, walking hand in hand, looking all.....all.....googly eyed and in love....bleach!okay....not that i'm bitter or anything....all right, maybe slightly bitter and a little intsy-bitsy minutely jealous.but only a little bit. and that's because i am a card carrying member of the nbsb club.21 years running now.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;everytime there's a party or gathering of some sort, one of the first question people ask me is "do you have a boyfriend?" of course i answer a polite "no" but in my head i'm like "why? does my not having a boyfriend make me any less of a person?" "does it make me weird?" what's wrong with being single?! why is it so necessary for a person to be paired up anyway?!oh right..... the "go forth and multiply" command from the bible....but isn't the world already over populated....there are millions and millions of starving people out there,hmmm.....maybe we took the command too seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it's just that valentines highlights the fact that i am single.i have no problem with being single and everything.i can pretty much go out when ever i want, i don't have to make paalam from a boyfriend pa, that's less gifts to buy every year,  one less person to fight with, one less person to worry about.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;oh! who am i kidding?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;to borrow words from one of those chick flicks....i'm not looking for mr right....just mr right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-113863469837085991?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/113863469837085991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=113863469837085991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/113863469837085991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/113863469837085991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/01/here-cometh.html' title='here cometh....'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-113818854668594613</id><published>2006-01-25T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T19:48:14.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i lost a friend....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;someone deleted me from their friendster list?! who would have thunk? i have no idea who it was though. i looked at everyone on my friendster list and it seems that everyone i know and love is still present. oh well, not my loss. but what a blow to the ego! hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;been experimenting with gif images lately and this is what i've come up with....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c46/cappyroos/for%20blog/1just-the-5-of-us-animated.gif" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;the two pics were taken on michi's bday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;the first image was taken in our senior year of high school and the second image was taken just last november.five years later, and we're still the same pretty young thangs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-113818854668594613?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/113818854668594613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=113818854668594613' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/113818854668594613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/113818854668594613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-lost-friend.html' title='i lost a friend....'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c46/cappyroos/for%20blog/th_1just-the-5-of-us-animated.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-113802571928910084</id><published>2006-01-23T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T22:15:19.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hoo hum</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;okay...i think this is as far as i will go with designing my blog....it's taken up too much of my time already, and there hasn't been any significant changes any way and i really have no idea how to manipulate the coding.....besides i'd like to think that people come to my blog not because it's pretty, but because of what i post diba? hehehe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;anyway....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i went in for an interview today....it went well.atleast i thought so.....i really wish i get the job. the position is events coordinator at a radio station....which one? well.....if i get the job then you'll know.hehehe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;till then....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i was talking to someone earlier, and it brought up all these past feelings.ugh! why oh why must i feel?!ndi naman pwede!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-113802571928910084?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/113802571928910084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=113802571928910084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/113802571928910084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/113802571928910084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/01/hoo-hum.html' title='hoo hum'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-113785444772139260</id><published>2006-01-21T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T23:02:47.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a weeks worth of entries</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;i was having trouble updating my friendster blog the whole week….and I tried everyday! (hehe! Bloghead that I am) so the entries kind of accumulated…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;and because i couldn't even post an entry on my friendster blog, i finally moved here....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;p.s.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still learning html code....so please be patient.....hehe....took me a few hours just to make the blog look like this! hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This is more of a reminder in case I forget…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents have already given me everything I’ll ever need to make my own way in life. The education, experience, emotional and psychological support. Now I’m at that point of my life where I should (because I am able) get up and go. It’s all up to me now. My parents can do little for me, if I don’t have the initiative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have one problem. There’s this little voice in my head screaming and I can’t ignore it, because it’s absolutely right- I AM TERRIFIED. At the same time I’m looking forward to the life I can have, I am terrified of leaving this safe world my parents have built. I have a whole list of what ifs going through my head and none of them are happy thoughts. I feel like I’m on a cliff about to jump off into the sea. But I have to jump at the right time or I might just hit the rocks below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first step toward the cliff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve started sending out my CV. Not just to local companies, but over seas as well. It’s just that, I have never really imagined my self staying here. For me it’s more of a “when am I getting out of here?” than an “if I get out” question. (not at all patriotic huh? But is there a patriotic pinoy?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I’m at the hospital right now. Lolo’s been confined again for the nth time. I’m not really at all thrilled to be here, not that I’m afraid of hospitals or anything. But if you knew my lolo…..you’d understand why. That sounds so mean....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there’s something I’ve learned. No matter how……difficult a person is, his/her family will always be there. Even if he doesn’t display his appreciation, not even a bit, not even at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haayyyyy…..families are so complicated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;On a more shallow point…..i’m totally hating my hair right now. It reminds me of why I decided to go long and curly…..less problems. And I didn’t have to brush or comb every time it became unruly…. It was a hairstyle that was best messy. hehehe! The ultimate hairstyle for the lazy! so why did I cut my hair?! Oh yeah…. I wanted to change something about my look….hair is always the easiest to change….plus the fact that now it looks like everyone’s going curly (so sassi, I guess, yes I did mind, but because it’s you, I didn’t care that much. I was more bothered by others…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Just found out….we won’t be pushing through tomorrow (Friday)! Awwww…..sayang….oh well life goes on…that’s the second activity this month that I was looking forward to that isn’t pushing through. The first one was going with our cousin to batangas to climb a mountain…we were planning on going with him, but their plans changed, they’re going rappelling na….. eh sobrang beginner palang kami so we decided to back out. Pero, basta the next time they go up a mountain, I’m really going up with them. I’ve seen the pictures they have on their site and the stories that were posted….and it looks and sounds so fun and exciting to be up there. The scenery, the experience, the different people you meet along the way, it would be so worth the trouble and exhaustion. And you challenge your self; you reach your limits and even go beyond what you thought you could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Finished watching “The Graduate”, hehe! Isha and I wer laughing all throughout the film. It’s not a comedy though…at least I don’t think it is. But it was made in the ‘60s or was it the ‘70s? anyway we were laughing at the cinematography, some of the dialogue, etc. it’s just so different from the movies you see now a days…and you just gotta see the scene on the bus with ben and Elaine! You should see the expression on their faces, they have this “what do we do now?!” look going on! Hahaha! Priceless!&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/7196944-113785444772139260?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/113785444772139260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=113785444772139260' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/113785444772139260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/113785444772139260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2006/01/weeks-worth-of-entries.html' title='a weeks worth of entries'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7196944.post-108626429950563017</id><published>2004-06-04T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T20:04:59.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something to do</title><content type='html'>just looking for something to do.... i think i have to much free time on my hands!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7196944-108626429950563017?l=soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/feeds/108626429950563017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7196944&amp;postID=108626429950563017' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/108626429950563017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7196944/posts/default/108626429950563017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soleil-lune-et-etoile.blogspot.com/2004/06/something-to-do.html' title='something to do'/><author><name>cappy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02485749339872818552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
