<?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-14292082</id><updated>2011-11-27T18:30:37.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>munting prinsesa</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-116910075208375615</id><published>2007-01-18T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T14:12:32.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>with or without you....</title><content type='html'>today, i learned a lot of things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i can eat alone&lt;br /&gt;- i can stand a day without texting&lt;br /&gt;- i can last a day without being concerned (after all i am EVIL!! &gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;- it's nice to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;single&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; even for a day :D&lt;br /&gt;- it's nice to learn how to be alone sometimes&lt;br /&gt;- it's nice to know where you stand on a person's priority list&lt;br /&gt;- it's nice to have yourself for yourself only&lt;br /&gt;- it's nice not to expect from anybody&lt;br /&gt;- i can still be numb if i want to (after all BATO ako e!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;....it's nice to know that i still got that OLD EVIL NUMB me &gt;:) :D..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** with that, if i were you, i would be VERYYYYY careful....................... &gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-116910075208375615?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-116677869662417816</id><published>2006-12-22T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T17:11:36.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meri kurisumasu \(^_^)/</title><content type='html'>christmas is just around the corner and most of the people are probably done with their christmas parties and gift-giving...some are probably busy buying for the ingredients for their noche buena..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amidst all of our busy schedules..trying to finish all that needs to be done for this holiday, let's pause and try to prepare a room in our hearts for something spiritual..after all, this is what CHRISTmas is all about.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy holidays everyone! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-116295263766973660</id><published>2006-11-08T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T10:23:57.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kinenbi omedetou :x</title><content type='html'>it's been a year...time flies real fast...who could've imagined that this time would come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah, there were a lot of things that happened...good, bad....they happened! but still, we are still here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i read the letter this morning, i can't help but smile...hehe made me realize a lot of mistakes i have done..(and might still be doing in the future)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no matter what the future brings..i don't and will not regret anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could write an article with 1000 words..but today, i guess words aren't just enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know who u are........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;itsumo ai shite iru..kyou, totemo ureshii desu..honto ni kansha shite iru..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-116295263766973660?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/116295263766973660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=116295263766973660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/116295263766973660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/116295263766973660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2006/11/kinenbi-omedetou-x.html' title='kinenbi omedetou :x'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-116279369694307868</id><published>2006-11-06T14:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:14:56.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nani ga okoru ka wakaranai......</title><content type='html'>a lot of things could happen in just a blink of an eye...yah it is true..things that we never expect to happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past weeks, there has been a lot of changes...from our home to our working place...to our company....sou da no..our company..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last november 3, 2006, a press release was made announcing that SPL Worldgroup (Phils) was acquired by Oracle...this change was unexpected..from the developer's point of view i guess..this news was such a shock and after the announcement, things happen so fast..faster than i expected...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were a lot of questions..worries running at the back of my head (i don't want to lose my job!)...i was not prepared for these things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there weren't any (as of now) news about retrenchment as of today..but we were told that a new offer letter will be given to us 6 weeks after the announcement...that freaking 6 weeks is too long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shikatanai...as if we can do anything to make the 6 weeks shorter..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-116279369694307868?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/116279369694307868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=116279369694307868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/116279369694307868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/116279369694307868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2006/11/nani-ga-okoru-ka-wakaranai_06.html' title='nani ga okoru ka wakaranai......'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-116046985862465297</id><published>2006-10-10T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T16:44:18.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am the AM team... @-)</title><content type='html'>oh well, yah it is still early for this post..but what difference will it make if i would post it today or next next week, right? here is another complain blog entry blah blah blah..and so here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moment our current client decided to switch platforms (decided to buy another product and not ours, that is), it is already OVER for a team, right? but the weird thing is that our team, which is the support for that client is still a team. the development team was all rolled-off and moved on to a next phase..while we are still stuck in this team.. :| they said that the reason was due to a contract..wanna know when the end of the contract is...june next year! -_- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, a contract is a contract..but it does not make us productive..some so-called tasks given to us are like "pinilit" na tasks that are just there to keep us *ahem* busy..sometimes, if they can't think of anything to keep us busy, we need to jump over to other teams (hello DTO, hello EAC...) to ask for tasks (squatter in short)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why still keep this team? i dunno...but yesterday, i got a text (i was on leave), that one of our teammates (hey, we are only THREE in this team..total bummer) will be rolled-off next week!! i got disappointed and somehow happy at that same time that it seems to be the sign wherein we could finally move on to another team..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why i really wanted to have a new team...the fear is still there that i would not be able to do my tasks real well (my current team does not do normal stuffs like other peeps in the office would..we're kinda..hmm different.. 8-|)..maybe, it's just that i want to have that growth..also, i feel like as long as i am stucked in this team..my dream, goal, want, need, like to be on-shore seems just too faaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** oh, the title seems like i would be **alone** in the team..well, having two people in the team is not really alone..but come next next week..i am **literally** the AM team since my TL will be having her vacation..sweet? NOT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-116046985862465297?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/116046985862465297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=116046985862465297' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/116046985862465297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/116046985862465297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-am-am-team.html' title='i am the AM team... @-)'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-115734294093464013</id><published>2006-09-04T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T12:09:00.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 become 1</title><content type='html'>last saturday was one of my cousin's wedding and it was a very emotional event since she's the first cousin that i am close with that will be getting married. though some of my other cousins got married already, this wedding is the first wherein i really felt kinda sad..coz i know, that things will change...of course, it is a day wherein she'll step into a whole new point of her life and i know that she is very happy... :) we are also happy for her, that she found her man but it's missing her that saddens us....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new couple:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/1600/IMG_0534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/200/IMG_0534.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am one of the secondary sponsors and i lit a candle for them :p the event was very prepared..it was a nice and simple wedding..very solemn and you could really feel that they love each other..some more pics taken from the Church..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother working it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/1600/IMG_0563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/200/IMG_0563.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cousins:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/1600/IMG_0555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/200/IMG_0555.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my silly sister:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/1600/IMG_0572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/200/IMG_0572.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my silly sister (hahahaha):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/1600/IMG_0559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/200/IMG_0559.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-115734294093464013?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/115734294093464013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=115734294093464013' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/115734294093464013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/115734294093464013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2006/09/2-become-1.html' title='2 become 1'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-114707867005923747</id><published>2006-05-08T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T17:01:30.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reflection...</title><content type='html'>last saturday, we went to Lucban, Quezon and visited a Church there. The Church is located in the mountains and it is surrounded by trees. we also deicded to have this trip since my cousin came from maryland and this is his sort of birthday party and thanksgiving party for his safe travel. it was also the first time for our families' bonding sessions ever since he arrived from the US. this church in lucban have this 286-steps grotto and we were having bets amongst ourselves that we will be trying to get on top. on top of the grotto is a huge status of Jesus with his arms wide open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we arrived around 9am at the church and we would like to attend the 9:30 mass so we decided to set aside the grotto adventure after the mass. the mass ended around 11:30 and the cool breeze of the place was gone! it was soooooo hot and the sun is scorching our skin. some of us were chickens and didn't pursue to climb the grotto (cluck cluck)... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was making my way to the top of the grotto, i had a sudden realization....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reaching God is a long process...it will take some time before you can reach the "top"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/1600/IMG_0444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/200/IMG_0444.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the steps were bigger than the usual steps you encounter everyday...some contains big rocks and some paths were uneven...it made me realize that once you decided to follow Christ, it would not be easy at first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/1600/IMG_0458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/200/IMG_0458.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it would be even harder to make your way thru Him if you have lotsa baggage with you (heck even carrying an umbrella to protect your skin under the sun is difficult!) hence, you need to leave everything behind..and once you are getting near Him, life will be somehow easier..there will still be trials, yes, but you can hardly notice it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/1600/IMG_0462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/200/IMG_0462.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because you are more focused in reaching HIM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/1600/IMG_0463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/200/IMG_0463.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after visiting this church, we had our lunch at a place called.....caliraya (?) i forgot if it's correct..anyway, we had boat riding and the place was cool..here are some of the pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/1600/IMG_0486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/200/IMG_0486.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/1600/IMG_0485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/200/IMG_0485.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/1600/IMG_0481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/200/IMG_0481.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/1600/IMG_0476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/200/IMG_0476.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-114707867005923747?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/114707867005923747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=114707867005923747' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/114707867005923747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/114707867005923747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2006/05/reflection.html' title='reflection...'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-114655581020551109</id><published>2006-05-02T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T15:52:25.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bisa</title><content type='html'>today we had our interview for our L1 visa. since our appointment is at 7am, our HR advised us to be there an hour earlier than our appointment. so we were told to be there at 6am. i woke up at 4:30 to prepare.. (very sleepy....) and at about 5:30 my dad and i left our house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was able to arrive at the embassy at around 6:15. there were a lot of people waiting to be called. a lot of people who wanted to try their luck and apply for a visa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the interview area, there were different faces. young and old, families, yuppies...a lot of people were getting interviewed. some were lucky enough to be given a visa, but some were just short-handed. some took the rejection quite hard and kept on arguing with the consul to have their application re-considered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it was our time to be called, we became a little nervous seeing our numbers on screen as we were called. when it was my turn, luckily some of my officemates were called before i was called. and so it seemed that the consul was already familiar that i am applying for the L1 visa coz i am working at SPL, that we are a software company for utilitiy companies, that we are maximizing the validity of the visa (blah blah)....and so, we reached the 99.9% of having the visa (woohoo!) as i was getting the yellow sheet that i was suppose to have if i pass the interview, i felt so relieved! i really thanked God that we were interviewed by a nice guy :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, since i woke up at 4:30..i am sooo sleepy now..my eyes are so heavy..i want to sleep....zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;butt in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i am very lazy today, i will not be creating a new post for our teambuilding last saturday and sunday at verde island in batangas..i'll just include the pictures in this topic...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/1600/IMG_0418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/200/IMG_0418.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/1600/IMG_0401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/200/IMG_0401.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/1600/DSC02046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/200/DSC02046.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here we come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/1600/IMG_0371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/200/IMG_0371.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/1600/DSC02063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/200/DSC02063.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inside the room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/1600/Image%2804%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/200/Image%2804%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jason and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/1600/Image%2805%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/200/Image%2805%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-114655581020551109?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/114655581020551109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=114655581020551109' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/114655581020551109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/114655581020551109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2006/05/bisa.html' title='bisa'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-114619693418210275</id><published>2006-04-28T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T12:02:14.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*tug!*</title><content type='html'>tagged by &lt;a href="http://superproxy07.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dabe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your username?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c_e_s_s_y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write a little paragraph about your username, why you chose it, what it means to you, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cessy kasi nickname na binyag sakin nung ninang ko sa bahrain.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you change your name to, if you were changing it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm wala akong maisip na ipalit e...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala nga e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite username?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cessy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ala lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, tag five other unfortunates whose usernames you would like to hear about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vianney.blogdrive.com/"&gt;Vianney&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://greyfuzzydice.blogspot.com/"&gt;Erin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://budjett.blogspot.com/"&gt;Drei&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://supermoks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jackndabox07.blogspot.com/"&gt;Allan P.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-114619693418210275?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/114619693418210275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=114619693418210275' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/114619693418210275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/114619693418210275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2006/04/tug.html' title='*tug!*'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-114611061639620106</id><published>2006-04-27T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T12:03:36.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pppffftttt!!!!!@@@%#%</title><content type='html'>ok this happened just a few minutes ago and well, i thought this can be a good entry..haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a few minutes ago, we were getting ready to eat lunch and so i decided to get up and pee before starting lunch (i always want to pee before meals...hmm so that i can refresh my urine bags with new water?) well, as i got up to go, my foot was strangled in one of the cables of my PC...(i think it is the network cable..the white one) and so i almost stumbled...but i didn't! (whew!) BUT!!!! i let out a not-so-loud-but-loud-enough-to-be-heard p*tang*in*!!! and so i felt my face turned red...and some of my officemates were laughing..i just said a casual sorry and laughed..ehehe oh well good thing the manager's not there and some other officemates had lunch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, what an embarrassing day.... -_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-114611061639620106?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/114611061639620106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=114611061639620106' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/114611061639620106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/114611061639620106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2006/04/pppffftttt.html' title='pppffftttt!!!!!@@@%#%'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-114559075759143914</id><published>2006-04-21T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T11:41:10.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amici! :D</title><content type='html'>yesterday, we had our team lunchout at amici di don bosco (which means friends of don bosco according to the box of the pizza we ordered) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at a maximum amount of 170 pesos per serving of pasta, i can say that you can have a great value for your money. the pasta i ordered was....err.....hmmm....number 19 at the menu (sorry guys, can't remember the name...got a bunch of "lini's" in the menu) anyway, i find the pasta yummy even though if you'll compare it to the amount of the pastas that my officemates ordered, it is just a small quantity. but the heck, it's ok...the pasta have stuffed cheese on it, and the sauce contains cottage cheese...topped with ham and parmesan cheese (sounds cheesy doesn't it?) YUM! well, leslie didn't like it that much. but for a cheese addict like me....it was heaven (it made me miss the yummy fish &amp; chips we ordered at fish &amp; co. ** drools** )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also ordered for 5 pizzas and 5 1.5 liters of diet coke.. :p yummy lunch! i ate a great deal of pizza...but didn't drink that much coke..i never liked diet coke...for me it tastes kinda bitter in the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for dessert, alou treated us for ice cream (yay!!) i really don't know why she treated us but what the heck..i love ice cream..hihi i ordered strawberry marble and it tastes good...not too sweet...just right... :) and it is placed into a nice ice cream cup..made us remember of the chalice that contains the wine during consecration..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am looking forward to my next visit at amici...can't wait to try for the other pasta they offer.. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-114559075759143914?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/114559075759143914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=114559075759143914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/114559075759143914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/114559075759143914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2006/04/amici-d.html' title='amici! :D'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-114439407539985467</id><published>2006-04-07T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T15:14:35.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smashed</title><content type='html'>last night, jason and i decided to play badminton with our fellow team mates at work. (yes, after soooooo long. i'll be using my racquet again!) it was a team initiative to have badminton sessions once a week maybe because there has been a scarcity of tasks on our team. so we decided to play around instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since it was jason's first time to play, we gave him some pointers before playing. before starting the game, we let jason be familiarized in hitting the shuttlecock. as an ordinary first timer, it was not that easy for him..hehe several attacks were missed, drops were not received, doesn't want to run for the shuttlecock...things like that. and so the first part of our  game was covered with laughter. but as the game progressed, i can say that he was able to have a good grasp of the game.. :p few more practices and i know that he can learn his own techniques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can say we had a good game! though i wasn't able to do pretty well, i had a good time. plus it is also a good form of exercise and recreation. also, since it has been a looong time since my last game....i am expecting for some muscles to hurt. (oh, here comes the pain................... &gt;_&lt; )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-114439407539985467?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/114439407539985467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=114439407539985467' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/114439407539985467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/114439407539985467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2006/04/smashed.html' title='smashed'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-114351101025100070</id><published>2006-03-28T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T09:56:50.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>state of idleness....</title><content type='html'>oh well...here we go again...after trying to find work...after surfing all the common places to go to in the net...after excessive chatting..here i am, blogging just because...I AM IDLE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tada! wow...i started being idle yesterday (yup...idle on a MONDAY!) and up to now, there's no task to do...(where are all the work have been?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(what to do...what to do...what to do........ ** over and over again ** )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-114351101025100070?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/114351101025100070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=114351101025100070' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/114351101025100070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/114351101025100070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2006/03/state-of-idleness.html' title='state of idleness....'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-114293191161988917</id><published>2006-03-21T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T17:05:11.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tick-tock-tick-tock</title><content type='html'>time is always running. no matter what i do, no matter how hard i try to do things and to be able to accomplish tasks at the same time, still, time is not enough. i can only handle so much things at a certain period of time. and what really sucks is that i miss doing things that could've benefited me and other people around me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in as much as i wanted to please everybody, i can't. i only have a single body and it is just natural that i do one thing at a certain time. sometimes, i realize that i have been doing more things that i don't enjoy doing. it's not that i don't want to do these things, but, as i think about it...there are other things i wish i am doing at that time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i think about it, sometimes, it tires me out. it is very tiring to run after time and try to pack all of those things within a 24-hour limit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday has been a struggle for me to be able to do things for myself and for other people. most of the times, i neglect to pay attention and have that time for myself. i seldom think what would make me happy but what i need to do. and sometimes, i miss doing things that will not only affect me but the closest people to me. if i can only make time stop or extend it into a few more seconds...i would. it will give me a better opportunity to complete everything that needs to be done and what i wanted to do.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-114293191161988917?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/114293191161988917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=114293191161988917' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/114293191161988917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/114293191161988917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2006/03/tick-tock-tick-tock.html' title='tick-tock-tick-tock'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-114223964147195821</id><published>2006-03-13T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T16:49:38.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>overdrive...</title><content type='html'>last sunday, i finished my 5-hour refresher course for driving and i can say that i did very wel...** ahahha!!! applauds!! ** my driving was very smooth and i am very proud to say that when i was driving uphill, the engine went down only once (note: driving uphill is quite difficult coz you need to be able to manage the clutch and gas appropriately so that the car won't move backwards)..      ** smiles proudly ** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my instructor even commented that (another note: all of the following phrases are true) "nice driving good luck"... haha! he said that i should just practice some more to be able to drive faster til i get used to driving.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after my driving lesson, i was expecting that my dad would let me drive our car.. and he did! but short distance only..this is for real, i thought. and so when i slid inside the driver's seat, clutch down...stepped into the brake and put it in gear one..i said to myself "THIS IS IT!!" and then i put down the hand brake and started to put some gas and put the clutch in its working level...and then...............MY ENGINE SHUT DOWN!!! D@MMIT!!! kuso!! watdahell????? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried it once more...started the engine and repeat the steps again..but for the 2nd time...i didn't budge....and the engine shut down!! darnit all!! it took me about 3 times to re-start the engine until i was able to drive the car..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what happened...i really felt to stupid..to think that i was very happy since i got a very positive feedback from my instructor (who is very strict) and when i tried our own car..in front of my dad...i was like...a moron? =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though my dad didn't say anything after that, i really felt bad..really. but that incident won't stop me. i will try again and again and again...until i will be able to drive our car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up to now i am still think what went wrong last night.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** hmmm...did i step into the gas pedal? i think i didn't hear the sound of the engine roaring after i-thought-i-stepped-into-the-gas-pedal...oh well..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-114223964147195821?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/114223964147195821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=114223964147195821' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/114223964147195821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/114223964147195821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2006/03/overdrive.html' title='overdrive...'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-114177844600577863</id><published>2006-03-08T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T08:43:40.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 4th.....</title><content type='html'>today will be our 4th monthsary (wow!) time flies so fast we hardly notice that we've been together for four months already! but you know what, both of us felt like its not only 4 months since we've been together..a lot more than four months... hmm maybe because we both feel so secure about our relationship..unlike for some new couples who feel a lot of insecurities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have always been good with words especially in writing but at this point, i don't know what to write (haha!) funny...maybe i am just so overwhelmed....but 1 thing is for sure...i am happy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-114177844600577863?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/114177844600577863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=114177844600577863' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/114177844600577863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/114177844600577863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2006/03/4th.html' title='the 4th.....'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-114095841909242169</id><published>2006-02-26T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T21:01:41.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>manibela</title><content type='html'>it was my first day at A1 driving school today and boy, was i nervous. it was not my first time to drive, but it was two years ago when i last drove a vehicle in the highway. i enrolled last week for a 5-hour refresher course and my first two hours started this morning. i met my instructor at alabang town center and our driving lesson began at 9am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first, he gave me short briefing like changing gears, clutch, brakes and other basic knowledge that i need to know regarding driving. i tried my best to be as attentive as i could (after all, it was my money that i used to enroll myself. i can't afford to waste it), but i was really nervous at that time. i had a hard time concentrating. and so after the briefing, i started rolling down the wheels and drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first, i had a hard time and i was really nervous. he taught me some new things that i didn't learn before from my cousins who taught me how to drive when i was in college. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;generally, my first day was OK. i think i did well because i was able to pass most of the things that i needed to learn for the first two hours. but i still need to improve on the footwork (changing from clutch, brake and gas), TLSL (think look stop look) technique before turning and most especially, be confident. my instructor told me that it is the most important thing to learn before anything else. he said that i can be good if only i won't chicken out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess being confident doesn't apply into driving alone. but in most events in our life. we need to keep in mind that we can do something and do good and do not have time to fear anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-114095841909242169?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/114095841909242169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=114095841909242169' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/114095841909242169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/114095841909242169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2006/02/manibela.html' title='manibela'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-114068725558688750</id><published>2006-02-23T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T17:34:23.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at last!</title><content type='html'>i'm just so happy today...i was able to finish my task (which was way way overdue according to my standards...) this morning.. :D a new task has been assigned to me and i guess it will also be a way way overdue task :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-114068725558688750?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/114068725558688750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=114068725558688750' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/114068725558688750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/114068725558688750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2006/02/at-last.html' title='at last!'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-113989380527077175</id><published>2006-02-14T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T14:02:45.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coffee and books....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/92/6789/640/Image%28081%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/92/6789/320/Image%28081%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;true intimacy is more than passionate nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it means that I know how you take your coffee,&lt;br /&gt;and you know what kind of books I like to read.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It means that we know each other's greatest frailties&lt;br /&gt;and fears but don't use them.&lt;br /&gt;It means that we've been angry,&lt;br /&gt;yet remembered to protect our love....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** taken from the card jason gave me...we find the message very meaningful since it talks about knowing each other so well, like the way he knows my coffee (i love coffee!!) and I know his books (he loves to read)...that's why we consider the message from the card very personal, as if he was the one who created the card... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kyou, watashi wa kareshii ni hana o moraimashita. :) kon ban, restoran de, ban gohan wo tabemasu. sore kara, eiga o mimasu. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Happy Valentines!! :D **&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-113930754372847508</id><published>2006-02-07T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T18:20:03.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>passport</title><content type='html'>my day started sooooo early than usual. i woke up at 5am...i went to DFA to apply for a passport..haha yup i applied for a passport cause i need it so i can apply for an L1 visa...(haha i just hope i'll be assigned abroad this year ** crosses fingers **) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paulo and i arrived at DFA at about 7:30am and we were so surprised to see a lot of people in line! we thought we were early but we were wrong..guess there are a lot of filipinos that want to work, study, take their chance, get the heck outta here and move somewhere place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good thing that the process was not that slow...the only process that took us quite some time is the evaluation of the documents..(well i guess it should take quite some time)...good thing i had my driver's license with me and i had it photocopied yesterday..i don't need to return to DFA to get my passport...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after our application for the passport..we headed to find a fastfood..and the bee came to our mind...we asked a tricycle driver where we can find the bee and he told us that it is just nearby and we can walk to find it....when we found the bee...we decided to eat at greenwich instead =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......this is a looonnng day for me...i need to stay at the office til 8pm and i am just so damn sleepy already... m(_ ~ _)m zzzzzzzzzZZzZZZ...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** (jason is currently listening to christina aguilera).... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-113930754372847508?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/113930754372847508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=113930754372847508' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/113930754372847508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/113930754372847508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2006/02/passport.html' title='passport'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-113922246202391307</id><published>2006-02-06T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T18:41:02.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lunes....</title><content type='html'>start of the week and yet, it seemed not to start too well for me. it seems i got up from the wrong side of my bed...i feel so grumpy today..and for some reasons, i don't know why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it is a bad habit, but there are times that i really feel like this. i know that i can affect other people around me..oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i just need to be alone...or to have a break from it all...i'm just so tired...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-113922246202391307?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/113922246202391307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=113922246202391307' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/113922246202391307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/113922246202391307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2006/02/lunes.html' title='lunes....'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-113771818364147987</id><published>2006-01-20T08:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T08:49:43.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just another friday....</title><content type='html'>yes it's a friday...another end of a working week and i feel sooo drained already... when i was still a student, all i ever wanted is to work and earn my own money... but now, heck i wish i was still a student...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i maybe working to earn money...but for some reasons, i don't get to enjoy all of it (well having a new car isn't so bad...) i realized that this is what a working life meant...having to pay bills...buy your own things...even if i have the chance to ask for a new shirt from my mom....i can't do it..i dunno maybe when i started working..i had this mindset that i will be the one to spend for my "needs"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, just another friday...another end of a working week...another not-so-relaxing weekend ahead of me...sometimes i wanted to take a VL (SL will be fine, too) but if i will have these leaves..where will i go? stay in the house and sleep? nah, not applicable...maybe stay in the house and clean the house...hmm nevermind...i'd rather work.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-113771818364147987?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/113771818364147987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=113771818364147987' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/113771818364147987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/113771818364147987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2006/01/just-another-friday.html' title='just another friday....'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-113523026485644130</id><published>2005-12-22T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T13:45:55.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want a ball.. :D</title><content type='html'>give me a ball.. :D pls visit this link...i would be very happy to have a ball from you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtvasia.com/Funstuff/Xmas/xmas.php?treename=cessy"&gt;Gimme your ball!!! =))&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-113523026485644130?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/113523026485644130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=113523026485644130' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/113523026485644130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/113523026485644130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-want-ball-d.html' title='i want a ball.. :D'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-113505437262169358</id><published>2005-12-20T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T12:57:06.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love it.. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/92/6789/640/untitled.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/92/6789/320/untitled.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this pic...i dunno y...maybe because it was taken by kareshii kun...or because it shows a different me? hmmm.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-113505437262169358?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/113505437262169358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=113505437262169358' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/113505437262169358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/113505437262169358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/12/love-it-d.html' title='love it.. :D'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-113471560427592228</id><published>2005-12-16T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T17:34:24.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gothic friday</title><content type='html'>Whenever the Christmas season is approaching, it is a part of the SPL tradition to&lt;br /&gt;celebrate it with theme Fridays. You know, we would dress up following a certain theme and vote who has the best costume for that. (there is a price money, of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this Friday, our theme is GOTH. The office was full of black outfits and black nails and make-up. We were having a good time laughing at each other's looks because some people (like Topeng) had a very "creative" way of expressing their gothic style. Of course, Topeng has been a highlight until there came Jay. Hahaha...Nice outfit I must say. He has his way of being the center of attention with his ideas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good gothic look, too. But I didn't exert too much effort to look TOO gothic, that is. After all, I am only after the raffle ticket (Haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the event, I had a hard time removing the make-up from my eyelids. Darn those eyeliners! My eyes ached for some time due to the cold cream I applied. Anyway, it was a fun event. I had a good time laughing. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is with Kareshii kun at the background :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/92/6789/320/Capture_00006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/92/6789/320/Capture_00006.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was nominated for Gothic Female because of this pic :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/92/6789/320/sarah.audal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/92/6789/320/sarah.audal.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and some other gothic peeps:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/92/6789/320/IMG_0752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/92/6789/320/IMG_0752.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** other pics will follow as soon as I have them..lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-113471560427592228?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/113471560427592228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=113471560427592228' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/113471560427592228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/113471560427592228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/12/gothic-friday.html' title='gothic friday'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-113402132006590797</id><published>2005-12-08T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T13:55:20.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ichikagetsu me omedetou gozaimasu.. :D</title><content type='html'>There are a lot of things to remember on this date. Today is the 25th wedding anniversary of my parents (wow they lasted for 25 years of marriage...). There will be no extravagant celebration but a simple dinner and maybe we will be going out for lunch on Sunday at The Fort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is also the Immaculate Concepcion. I need to leave the office early today so I can attend the mass with the family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also Noriel's birthday (happy birthday yeng!). I think there were advanced celebrations already about his birthday since he treated us at Brother's Burger last week...and he don't normally do that (kuripot kasi).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course...it is our first monthsary today (hehe). Nothing much happen or will happen for us to celebrate our monthsary since it is the same date with my parents' wedding anniversary. But we had a chance to watch a movie last night (Just Like Heaven) and eat out for lunch. Today's lunch is kind of weird because we ended up getting wet because it is raining today. Jason supposedly brought an umbrella with him but for whatever reason, the umbrella was really messed up (darn payong...die!!!!). So we really got wet and cold from the rain. But I think it's just ok...I love rainy days... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-113402132006590797?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/113402132006590797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=113402132006590797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/113402132006590797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/113402132006590797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/12/ichikagetsu-me-omedetou-gozaimasu-d.html' title='ichikagetsu me omedetou gozaimasu.. :D'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-113288904976886768</id><published>2005-11-25T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T11:24:28.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13th month pay!!</title><content type='html'>Yes! I'm so happy today coz I have our 13th month pay. Yup, it is the time of the year when you experience a lot of cash in you wallet coz you have a lot of things to buy..(haha...tama lang na may 13th month..:p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it is my first encounter with 13 month pays, I am so damn excited about it. Though I know it is not really a generous offer from the company itself(since it is a LAW), but having my own 13th month pay makes me feel excited. How I wish there is a Christmas bonus but I think it is not a tradition in our company(wish ko lang gaya sa ibang companies na may 18th month no!). Yah..I can only wish for that..(wala naman masama mangarap..un lang pangarap lang!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since I opened my payslip for the 13th month pay yesterday, I have a lot of things jamming in my head where I'd be spending my pay.(haha..ang dali talaga ubusin ng pera!) Things like gifts (of course..pasko e), insurance (i'll pay for the whole yr... :D), shopping (pano naman ako no?!) and tuition (driving lessons :p). I guess no savings for me this year. Maybe next year (I hope)... darn..I've been working for almost a year and all I was able to deposit in my account is 5,000 pesos!! Grabe ha.. Not that I am earning so much. But still, makes me think where the heck all those monthly salaries went...hmmm....... Gotta tighten my expenses..need to add a few thousands on my savings next year perhaps.. (aww shit..I almost forgot that I have to pay 10k monthly...crap..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-113288904976886768?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/113288904976886768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=113288904976886768' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/113288904976886768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/113288904976886768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/11/13th-month-pay.html' title='13th month pay!!'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-113218808943562912</id><published>2005-11-17T08:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T08:48:39.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hare Potah.. (thanks Jay.. :D)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/1600/14829544_9ccdacc8ac_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1062/1289/320/14829544_9ccdacc8ac_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, we watched Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire with officemates at Shangri-La. I was really excited 'coz HP movies are such a big hit plus, it's my first time to watch at Shangri-La. Not to mention the bottomless iced tea and popcorn (which I was not able to enjoy coz after some time munching popcorns made my tongue ache and iced tea will just lead me to the CR very often).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find the movie nice and better than the first movies, but for some, especially the people who read the book, finds it too summarized. They said that a lot of details have been removed, important details that are. Well, I think books and movies are really different areas of art and literature and expressed in different manners. It would be very hard to capture all the details mentioned in a book and pack it up in a 2 - 3 hours of film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is important is that I enjoyed the film. Very nice effects plus I find Cedric very cute....the bad thing is that he have to die at the end of the film..(so sad..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-113218808943562912?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/113218808943562912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=113218808943562912' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/113218808943562912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/113218808943562912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/11/hare-potah-thanks-jay-d.html' title='Hare Potah.. (thanks Jay.. :D)'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-113141032999982493</id><published>2005-11-08T08:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T08:53:07.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'coz i believe in ever after...with you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ever After&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by:&lt;/strong&gt; Bonnie Bailey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Three years ago, our journey began&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Chasing down this cure, no plan in hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just your pulse, my racing guide in the dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just knowing with conviction from the start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The moment your eyes made an introduction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I felt my second violent breath of life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Flawless to the point of being godly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yet I fell hard for your imperfections&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And now we're slightly weathered, we're slightly worn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Our hands grip together, eye to eye through the storm, yet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I still believe in ever after with you, yeahhhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cuz life is a pleasure with you by my side,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And there ain't no current in this river we can't ride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I still believe in ever after with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nothing compares to the good times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Feels like we're floating, when the rest have to climb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You made me believe in love, and not the perfect kind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A real messy beautiful twisted sunshine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Emotions, volcanic eruptions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We both still care, so we're still alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tunnel vision, determination&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I want you, I want to make it right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And now we're slightly weathered, we're slightly worn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Our hands grip together, eye to eye through the storm, yet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I still believe in ever after with you, yeahhhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cuz life is a pleasure with you by my side,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And there ain't no current in this river we can't ride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I still believe in ever after with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You are my twisted sunshine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You are my twisted sunshine[2x]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And now we're slightly weathered, we're slightly worn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Our hands grip together, eye to eye through the storm, yet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I still believe in ever after with you, yeahhhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cuz life is a pleasure with you by my side,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And there ain't no current in this river we can't ride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I still believe in ever after with you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;..watashi no kareshii desu.... :D that is for ever after.. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/92/6789/320/18231677031477l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand" height="116" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/92/6789/320/18231677031477l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-113141032999982493?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/113141032999982493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=113141032999982493' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/113141032999982493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/113141032999982493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/11/coz-i-believe-in-ever-afterwith-you.html' title='&apos;coz i believe in ever after...with you...'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-113038495725663167</id><published>2005-10-27T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T11:49:17.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy day....</title><content type='html'>............it sucks.....big time....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-113038495725663167?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/113038495725663167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=113038495725663167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/113038495725663167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/113038495725663167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/10/rainy-day.html' title='rainy day....'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112986261480334407</id><published>2005-10-21T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T10:43:34.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is my song............</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;** i like this song today...it fits my mood...so much for goodbyes..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Angels Calling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by: Rooster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I we were one&lt;br /&gt;And I swore I'd stay forever&lt;br /&gt;But they say all good things come to an end - my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its time to move on&lt;br /&gt;But don't think that this is easy&lt;br /&gt;'Cos it's hard to be leaving you behind&lt;br /&gt;But you will be fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh so if you believe&lt;br /&gt;Say a prayer for meI wont be here tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere I gotta be&lt;br /&gt;Things you want to say&lt;br /&gt;Save them for another day&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can hear the angels calling&lt;br /&gt;Angels callin' for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it help if I say&lt;br /&gt;That I'm really truly sorry&lt;br /&gt;And that I never meant for it to end - this way&lt;br /&gt;There's a place in your heart&lt;br /&gt;Where you know you'll always find me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;Near or far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh so if you believe&lt;br /&gt;Say a prayer for me&lt;br /&gt;I wont be here tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere I gotta be&lt;br /&gt;Things you want to say&lt;br /&gt;Save them for another day&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can hear the angels calling&lt;br /&gt;Angels callin' for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh so if you believe&lt;br /&gt;Say a prayer for me&lt;br /&gt;I wont be here tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere I gotta be&lt;br /&gt;Things you want to say&lt;br /&gt;Save them for another day&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can hear the angels calling&lt;br /&gt;Angels callin' for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you and I, we were one&lt;br /&gt;And I swore I'd stay forever&lt;br /&gt;But they say all good things come to an end - my friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-112986261480334407?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112986261480334407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112986261480334407' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112986261480334407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112986261480334407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-is-my-song.html' title='this is my song............'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112962425616275372</id><published>2005-10-18T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T16:30:56.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some things just change........</title><content type='html'>many of us believe in a saying that &lt;em&gt;"Change is the only constant..." &lt;/em&gt;and i think, it is true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we may think that some things are for keeps...we may say that there are some things made for life.. forever..but sad to say...some of these things that we thought would be forever can be broken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is sad when we experience these harsh changes in life...changes that can affect you and the people around you..a change that can break a relationship...a change that can ruin friendship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is a sad thought to think of goodbyes...so sad that it makes me cry....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i value friends...a lot...and losing some of them is really painful to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..hehe...it just struck me...i have been using this blog to pour all the "sad" emotions i have... well, thanks a lot to this blog..it has kept me sane after all the things i have been through..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-112962425616275372?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112962425616275372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112962425616275372' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112962425616275372'/><link rel='self' 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do.. -_-^ **loser**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so bored these days and i feel like i am so lazy these days, too. but i what can i do? i don't have anything to do...oh men...i hope i'll get a task soon..i am bored to death!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....btw, SPL anniv is fast approaching. i wonder who will win....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-112959568679004184?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112959568679004184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112959568679004184' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112959568679004184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112959568679004184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/10/blaaaaahhhh.html' title='blaaaaahhhh!!!'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112910936718092462</id><published>2005-10-12T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T17:30:54.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another one..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/640/pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/320/pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since christian solis suggested that i should look into a new photo of borbs to see the resemblance..here it is...now...do we look like twins?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-112910936718092462?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112910936718092462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112910936718092462' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112910936718092462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112910936718092462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/10/another-one.html' title='another one..'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112908166763106683</id><published>2005-10-12T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T11:48:08.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPeciaL Awards: The NOMINEES are OUT....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/640/spl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/320/spl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPL has its own way of celebrating its anniversary. since the celebration will be this coming October 27, there has been some kind of preparation for this event to make it special and fun! After all, it is an anniversary right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the anniversary celebration is this SPecial Awards. I don't know how it began, but since i am a part of this company, I should have seen this one coming....... I WAS NOMINATED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I was only nominated once. Unlike some of my officemates who bagged the nominations...(hihihi). it was ok though to be nominated. it's just pure fun. :p i am just curious why and how was i nominated in this category....the Office-look-a-like.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was nominated with this guy (his name is borbs), coz people thinks we look a like.....is this for real? Coz I really can't see the resemblance. Could you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-112908166763106683?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112908166763106683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112908166763106683' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112908166763106683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112908166763106683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/10/special-awards-nominees-are-out.html' title='SPeciaL Awards: The NOMINEES are OUT....'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112804116470789284</id><published>2005-09-30T08:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T08:53:46.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saisaki night...</title><content type='html'>Last Wednesday night, we had our dinner at Saisaki. It has been a long time plan to eat at this place but for some reasons, we never had the chance to make it come true. Until that night, when we decided to make it a reality. Plus, I need to treat Jay because I lost!!!!! Grrr.... Anyway, here are some pics from that night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am laughing at Topeng in this pic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/640/saisaki%20night%20092805%20(28)1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/320/saisaki%20night%20092805%20%2828%292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the Saisaki gang......Kawawang aso..ginawang basahan ni Jay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/320/saisaki%20night%20092805%20(31)1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/320/saisaki%20night%20092805%20%2831%291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Oi Topeng...bakit mo naman ako pinicturan e puro sushi pa bibig ko....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/320/saisaki%20night%20092805%20(43)1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/320/saisaki%20night%20092805%20%2843%291.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/14292082-112804116470789284?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112804116470789284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112804116470789284' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112804116470789284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112804116470789284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/09/saisaki-night.html' title='saisaki night...'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112771039017650729</id><published>2005-09-26T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T12:53:10.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/640/untitled.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/320/untitled.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;binati ako ni jubs!!!!hahaha...kakawindang!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-112771039017650729?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112771039017650729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112771039017650729' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112771039017650729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112771039017650729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/09/binati-ako-ni-jubshahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112770760261718365</id><published>2005-09-26T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T12:08:17.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>text lang..ehehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/640/IMG_93061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/320/IMG_93061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and drei...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-112770760261718365?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112770760261718365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112770760261718365' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112770760261718365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112770760261718365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/09/text-langehehe.html' title='text lang..ehehe'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112770592651571893</id><published>2005-09-26T11:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T12:07:34.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pier one....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/640/IMG_9224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/320/IMG_9224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a nice photo of pier one's logo..ehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-112770592651571893?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112770592651571893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112770592651571893' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112770592651571893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112770592651571893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/09/pier-one.html' title='pier one....'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112770588751856587</id><published>2005-09-26T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T12:04:15.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eto pa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/640/IMG_9233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/320/IMG_9233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-112770588751856587?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112770588751856587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112770588751856587' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112770588751856587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112770588751856587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/09/eto-pa.html' title='eto pa!'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112770587268055010</id><published>2005-09-26T11:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T12:01:37.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more more more!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/640/IMG_9353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/320/IMG_9353.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more pics...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-112770587268055010?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112770587268055010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112770587268055010' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112770587268055010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112770587268055010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/09/more-more-more.html' title='more more more!!'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112770586638354338</id><published>2005-09-26T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T12:01:09.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my SPL batchmates and friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/640/IMG_9275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/320/IMG_9275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itaas ang kamay...iwagayway..salute sa prof at sabay kaway...yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-112770586638354338?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112770586638354338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112770586638354338' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112770586638354338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112770586638354338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-spl-batchmates-and-friends.html' title='my SPL batchmates and friends...'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112770577102672844</id><published>2005-09-26T11:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T12:00:29.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mopre pics...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/640/IMG_92211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/320/IMG_92211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;topeng has been kind enough to let me pose for a few shots..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-112770577102672844?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112770577102672844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112770577102672844' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112770577102672844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112770577102672844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/09/mopre-pics.html' title='mopre pics...'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112770573800258085</id><published>2005-09-26T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T11:58:53.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my pics at pier one last friday</title><content type='html'>last friday, manny and i celebrated our birthday at pier one at the fort..we had so much fun that night..we invited a lot of friends.. :D these are some of the pics from that event...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/640/IMG_9224.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/640/IMG_9350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/320/IMG_9350.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/14292082-112770573800258085?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112770573800258085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112770573800258085' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112770573800258085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112770573800258085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-pics-at-pier-one-last-friday.html' title='my pics at pier one last friday'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112658659175215631</id><published>2005-09-13T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T12:43:11.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...he got lost...</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday, we went to buy some groceries after attending the CLSS (this is a continuation post...wehhehe). We headed for Shopwise at Festival Mall in Alabang since we will be buying specific items only so that it'll be near our place. We ate for a while and we headed to buy for groceries. Usually, Apa will just tag along and walk with us as we pass by each shelf and look for an item to buy. We would call him from time to time because he's fond of making a delay and run after us (my brother loves to run). And so, we continued to shop. My mom would ask for help to read on the labels of each item and I would stand by her side and help her find the item she's looking for. My dad would usually be somewhere out there and would just find his way to us if he needs to put something ing the cart or if we're done. Kamille sometimes be with my mom and I to help look for an item or would be the one chasing after Apa.&lt;br /&gt;We were almost done when we noticed that Apa's not with us. We exchanged glances for a while and after recovering; we started to have separate searches for him. I went back to the vegetables section because that was the last time I saw him tugging my mom's shirt.&lt;br /&gt;I scanned each shelf hoping to see a lil fella' wearing a red Star Wars shirt but I didn't see him. As I turned back to my mom's direction, I saw him. A grocery attendant carried him and it seems that he will bring my brother to Information and to announce that a young boy was found. As I make my way back, I saw my mom hugged my brother who's been crying already. The only words that came from my brother's mouth between the sobs were "Iwan mo ko eh". My mom hugged him tightly and said sorry and assured him that he will not be left behind anymore...Even though we lost him for a short time, it was hard not to cry. We were just so happy that he was able to find his way back to us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-112658659175215631?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112658659175215631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112658659175215631' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112658659175215631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112658659175215631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/09/he-got-lost.html' title='...he got lost...'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112657377435503502</id><published>2005-09-13T08:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T09:09:34.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..as I unwrapped the gifts...</title><content type='html'>During the weekends, my family and I attended this so-called CLSS (Catholic Life in the Spirit Seminar). It has been my mom's long desire for us to attend as a family in such a spiritual activity. My mom used to be active in that prayer community but since she has been at home for several years now, she decided to quit and attend to our family's needs. Since she is the only person at home that's really into spiritual things, when she quitted, there is nobody in our home that's really into this type of activity. Don't get me wrong. I believe in God, and so does my dad and sister. It's just that maybe they feel kinda awkward doing these "prayer community" stuffs. You know, raise hands during praising...sing out loud....dance...carry a Bible....Maybe it's just that for me, being a "good" person and attend to your obligations (go to mass...pray..) is enough. For me, being active in such a community should be voluntary and not because my mom wants us to.&lt;br /&gt;After being not so active in our "spiritual" life (well...my mom's spiritual life that is)..We experienced a lot of trials...I need not enumerate these things but I guess that some of my previous posts reflect the things we've have been through..We talked, as a family, and my mom said that maybe it is a wake up call from God. And she started talking about this CLSS that her previous community will be having. In my mind, I can hear myself say, "Ok..so? You'll ask us to attend, right?" In the end, my dad and mom decided that yes, we will attend. My sister and I have been talking and brainwashing ourselves because we really find the activity...err...corny.&lt;br /&gt;At last, the much-dreaded CLSS is here! It was conducted for three days (Friday, Saturday and Sunday). Friday and Saturday are for teachings, sharing and singing (eekk!). Sunday is the BIG day coz it will be the baptism of the Holy Spirit as they say.&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, my brother suddenly experienced difficulty in breathing. He suffers from some sort of respiratory illness (doctors can't find what's wrong). My sister Kamille also suffered from the same but eventually she was able to be ok (mom said coz she used to pray over my sister). Anyway, my brother has this cough and colds for so long. He's been taking a lot of medicines but still; it's just the same. That Saturday, during the lecture, my brother started grasping for air. As in he's breathing so deep as if he was so tired and he seems to be running out of gas! My mom went outside and stayed in the car. Then my dad followed and wanted to bring my brother to the hospital and leave the seminar. But my mom insisted that my brother is just suffering from "physical oppression" from the enemy because we are into a spiritual activity. That's why she firmly said that they will not leave. And so, the seminar was thru and we went home. Oh by the way, my brother was ok. After the seminar, when I went to him, he just ran past by me and teased me. Pretty much normal coz he is really an active kid.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, last day of the CLSS and the baptism. During baptism we were asked to close our eyes and receive the "gifts of the Holy Spirit". The gifts were discussed very briefly but there is one particular gift that I really thought is "weird" over the past years...the gift of tongues. They say that this is like speaking into a different language. They call it the "language of angels". They also say that human cannot understand what it is because it is the person's "spirit" praying directly to God. They also said that the gift of tongues is like a key that will let you "open" the door to unwrap the other gifts like wisdom, discernment, prophecy, interpretation, healing and perform miracles just to name a few. I find this weird coz I heard my mom pray using this and I though that it was just like she's babbling some words or something...ehehe. I attended a CLSS before and I didn't receive this gift. I just thought, that maybe I am not that "holy". But during this CLSS, it's different. As I close my eyes, and the choir is singing. I felt like I am into a different dimension. I can hear the choir and the speaker but I can't understand them. Then, I suddenly burst into tears and started babbling some words full of "Rs", Ls" and "Ss"! I can't control my tongue! It just keeps on talking, hissing and rolling. My mind is thinking hey what are you saying?? But my tongue just keeps on going. I cried a bucket of tears as I keep on babbling the words. I can't comprehend what I am saying but it seems that my "spirit" is saying something so painful that made me cry. As I wipe my tears, eyes still shut; I felt a cold breeze of air in my face. I just thought that maybe somebody turned the fan on or somebody's fanning my face. After the baptism, my mom asked me if I experienced something different, and I just told her none. I remained silent coz I really thought that the wind is just a fan.On our way home, my mom shared that she experiences a wind on her face and asked the facilitators if they opened the fan. The facilitators said...they didn't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-112657377435503502?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112657377435503502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112657377435503502' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112657377435503502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112657377435503502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/09/as-i-unwrapped-gifts.html' title='..as I unwrapped the gifts...'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112596858321122921</id><published>2005-09-06T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T09:03:03.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stressed from being idle.....</title><content type='html'>this is another day of my working life that i experience being "idle".....got nothing to do...just sitting here in my area for 8 hours being unproductive...sometimes, being idle is a good thing.. especially if you just finished a big task that made you lose your sanity...but if everyday...and you are idle...man...it can be stressful, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i got something to do...instead of eating...sitting and waiting to go home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-112596858321122921?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112596858321122921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112596858321122921' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112596858321122921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112596858321122921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/09/stressed-from-being-idle.html' title='stressed from being idle.....'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112528885134215867</id><published>2005-08-30T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T12:14:11.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ano ba talaga ate???!!!</title><content type='html'>yesterday, some of my officemates and i kept on looking for info if today will be declared as a holiday. we exchanged some text messages and i asked for any update from our HR. i just had my celfone reloaded last week but when i checked my credit balance..i only have a remaining 220 pesos worth of load (hey! i am not a text addict that's why i think i overused my celfone..ehehe)&lt;br /&gt;i was so happy to learn that we will have no work today..i immediately forwarded the text to fellow officemates and i started having an arrangement with my sister that we will go buy a pair of rubber shoes today as my birthday gift for her and myself.. (heehee...)&lt;br /&gt;everything has been settled..until..i received another text message cancelling the previous proclamation for the holiday..man was i dismayed!&lt;br /&gt;i think GMA should make up her mind and announce for a holiday 1 day prior to that day..this will avoid confusion and the hassle..not to mention the disappointment!!! grrr!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-112528885134215867?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112528885134215867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112528885134215867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112528885134215867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112528885134215867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/08/ano-ba-talaga-ate.html' title='ano ba talaga ate???!!!'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112521169396466179</id><published>2005-08-29T05:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T14:48:13.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...no work...no aircon..</title><content type='html'>I am sweating like a pig as i type this entry in my blog..i am happy that i'll have a long break from work..but the temperature is burning me like hell!!!hay..i love holidays.i really do..makes me feel less stressed from deadlines and work-related things.. another thing is that i can spend more time with my family..have a chat...stroll at the mall..u know..small things that can be a great thing just to have a little chit-chat with the members of the family just to know what's going on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..as of now..i can say that i am no longer broken..maybe we are in the process of healing our wounds..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-112521169396466179?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112521169396466179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112521169396466179' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112521169396466179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112521169396466179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/08/no-workno-aircon.html' title='...no work...no aircon..'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112468483783727124</id><published>2005-08-23T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T12:47:30.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..broken..</title><content type='html'>this is what best describes what i am feeling right now...broken...shattered...i am in a middle of confusion..conflict....a separation that doesn't only hurt themselves but the people around them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i post this entry...i have nothing in mind expect the word "why?"...they said that everything happens because there is a reason behind it...He has a plan...i hope i can realize what He has for us..for our family...not just because the pain has been killing me...but because i need to get back on track...cause i am.....lost...................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-112468483783727124?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112468483783727124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112468483783727124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112468483783727124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112468483783727124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/08/broken.html' title='..broken..'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112347464621517094</id><published>2005-08-09T03:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T12:21:30.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...see that???..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/640/regular%20na.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/320/regular%20na.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 2 months of a tiring but fun training....after 6 months of being a proby employee...here is my name..enlisted as one of the new regular employee of SPL!! (wohooo!!) man...i have never been this happy...i felt that i achieved something really great!! i thank God for being my guide and answering my prayers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...i'm so overwhelmed with happiness..it's just that..i am happy..that's all...ehehe... &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" 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/14292082-112347464621517094?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112347464621517094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112347464621517094' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112347464621517094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112347464621517094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/08/see-that.html' title='...see that???..'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112320542688717039</id><published>2005-08-06T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T09:32:04.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...mah sister...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/640/14179636715144l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/320/14179636715144l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno y..but i like this picture of my sister..makes me proud that i am her sister (note: that happens only once in a blue moon...hahahah) &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" 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/14292082-112320542688717039?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112320542688717039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112320542688717039' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112320542688717039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112320542688717039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/08/mah-sister.html' title='...mah sister...'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112306426220872396</id><published>2005-08-04T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T18:17:42.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...love is?</title><content type='html'>i know...my title sucked...it's so common..it's so usual..but come to think of it...what is our basis of love? what love is? how should we love? is there a standard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, due to some things happening around me...i have been wondering constantly how we should love..should we love a person because of his/her positive attitudes? physique? IQ? is that our basis of love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me, love should never have ANY standard...we love a person as he is...we accept everything! even to his dirtiest deeds to the best thing that he can offer...when we love a person..we chose to love that person and love the whole package! we must love even their shortcomings and appreciate the littlest effort that they did to make us feel loved or appreciated...especially if that person has become a part of your life (literally....like in marriage or something..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we must not choose to love a person...and think that when we love a person..we can change them..we are not GOD! why should we try to change a person into a somebody that he or she isn't? why shouldn't we try to change ourselves and grow and have a more mature outlook of love? i think changing ourselves would be a better idea...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-112306426220872396?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112306426220872396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112306426220872396' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112306426220872396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112306426220872396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/08/love-is.html' title='...love is?'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112287051727477482</id><published>2005-08-02T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T13:03:35.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..gloomy monday...</title><content type='html'>"sakit tummy ko"....that's what by lil bro keep on saying d past few days..complaining about tummy ache but after massaging it for a few seconds..tummy ache is gone! but that wasn't the case yesterday..he kept on complaining for a tummy ache...don't want to eat..vomits after eating..had a fever average of 38 degrees celsius...in short my lil bro is sick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom and dad decided to bring him to the hospital last night..and he was confined..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 4:45 today..need to cook our breakfast (for me and my sister), since my mom is with apa and my dad's at work..i knew something was wrong with me since i kept on sneezing d whole morning (**achoo**)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i hurried to prepare myself for today coz my mom texted me saying that i need to bring apa's milk at the hospital..so i need to get ready in time that i would have time to deliver d milk and not to be late at work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i arrived at the hospital..apa is awake and watching tv..but didn't smile or called me in his usual happy tone calling me "Ate Sarah!"..he just stared at me with his sad eyes as if telling me.. "ate i am sick.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a few chat with my mom and few kisses for apa..i left the hospital to go to work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still feel so sick today..with running nose...and a little headache..i have been drinking lots of water but i don't think that would be enough..i think i need to rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(**achoo**)(**sniff**) aarrgghhh!!! i hate colds...i hate being sick!hay..wat a sad way to start this week..i hope that the rest of the week will be just fine...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-112287051727477482?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112287051727477482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112287051727477482' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112287051727477482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112287051727477482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/08/gloomy-monday.html' title='..gloomy monday...'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112252783302591030</id><published>2005-07-29T04:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T13:19:09.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...i love this song...</title><content type='html'>i dunno why..but i like this song..i had no chance of watching the movie where this song came from but after hearing the mp3..i loved it! the song is so touching..it's Take my Heart Back by Jennifer Love Hewitt from the movie "If Only"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It'll be alright &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Tommorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Don't you cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Don't you shed a tear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;When you wake up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I will still be here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;When you wake up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;We'll battle all your fears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And now I'll... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Take my heart back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Leave your pictures on the floor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Steal back my memories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I can't take it anymore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I've cried my eyes out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Oh,and now I face the years &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The way you loved me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Vanished all the tears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Just a little more time was all we needed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Just a little time for me to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Oh,the light that life can give you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Oh,how we get such a free So now I'll... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Take my heart back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Leave your pictures on the floor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Steal back my memories I can't take it anymore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I've cried my eyes out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Oh,and now I face the years &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The way you loved me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Vanished all the tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-112252783302591030?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112252783302591030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112252783302591030' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112252783302591030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112252783302591030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-love-this-song.html' title='...i love this song...'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112212972139308425</id><published>2005-07-26T04:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T13:40:27.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...on the other side..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/640/gladz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/320/gladz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my post for my best friend is quite late unlike the other ppl in my blog because i created a post for them maybe hours before or after they left..as for this personit has been quite late because we were from a burial yesterday and maybe as i post this, she's already in the US taking a rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough for the excuses.. time to go bloggin'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will definitely miss this person..above all of the other ppl included in this blog..i consider glads as my best friend in college and knowing that she'll be leaving for an indefinite period is really a sad thought..words are not enough to express how much i will miss her..my only comfort is that i was able to talk to her d nyt before she left and i know how to communicate with her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...thanks for being a part of my college life and i hope you'll succeed...thanks a lot..good luck and God bless! even if u are on the otehjr side of the planet..my thoughts and friendship will always be with you..&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 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href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/07/on-other-side.html' title='...on the other side..'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112201327631302408</id><published>2005-07-23T05:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T14:26:14.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>....carreer move....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/640/vanny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/320/vanny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a few hours...vanny will be leaving SPL..and start a new journey to make the best out of her life..after spending a lunch with her at Gerry's grill...this will be the last day that she will be seen walking around the 23rd floor of rcbc tower 1..laughing and chatting with officemates and friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to vanny..God bless and good luck..we hope that you made the right decision...keep in touch and we will bump into each other someday.. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" 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/14292082-112201327631302408?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112201327631302408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112201327631302408' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112201327631302408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112201327631302408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/07/carreer-move.html' title='....carreer move....'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112199318583871644</id><published>2005-07-22T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T10:09:06.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...sailing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/640/11309390122486l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/320/11309390122486l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i post...ryan is now on his way or maybe reached his destination..taiwan..texted me before he left saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bye guys!M leaving..Thanks takeCare nd God bless.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...received a few other texts other than that but i think it's a bit personal to share..good luck and i do hope that we see each other again...just as you promised.. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 15px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; HEIGHT: 16px" height="16" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" width="14" align="absMiddle" 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/14292082-112199318583871644?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112199318583871644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/640/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/320/blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;counting down the days...a best friend..an ex..a batchmate... &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" 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/14292082-112183552361777372?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112166149638392621</id><published>2005-07-19T03:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T12:38:26.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbyes..</title><content type='html'>last weekend, we were at doña jovita resort at calamba, laguna to spend time with a person, whom i considered as my best friend in college because she will be leaving for the states this coming sunday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was not too long ago when we were in first year college (naks reminiscing stage ito!)..then came the exams, gimmick days, counseling (haha!), defenses and then...graduation..we became busy looking for a job until we became busy with our own jobs..we seldom see each other..talk to each other because we have our own schedule..but despite all of these busy times that we are both in..we know in our hearts that we will remain as friends..we find every opportunity that we have to talk or see each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though we know that distance won't affect the friendship..the thought saddens me..yesterday..while i said my goodbyes before leaving the resort (the reason why? nevermind..) i really wanted to hug her and bid my goodbyes..but i was forced not to because she's dripping wet! (hahaha...some friend huh?lol)..i fought back the tears and just said a simple bye and walked away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another friend of ours will be leaving because his chosen carreer belongs to the sea..even though there has been something not so good that happened between us..learning that he would be leaving also makes me sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, it's really hard to say goodbye to a person that became a part of your life..especially if that person is really special..it really makes your heart ache just the thought of not seeing or hearing his/her voice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...to my friends..i wish you all the luck in your endeavours..you have been blessed to be given this opportunity to travel and make the best out of your life...don't waste it..as for me..i'll always be your friend..no matter how long the distance is between you and me..the friendship remains..we don't know when we will see each other (or if we will still see each other) but the happy, sad and mixed feelings that i had with you will be with me til the end..thank you for everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**gotta end this blog coz i am going gaga already with tears in my eyes during a lunch break..i wish that if an officemate sees me, thinks that i just got an upset stomach because of what i ate..**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-112166149638392621?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112166149638392621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112166149638392621' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112166149638392621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i call it the boredom point..i think everybody comes to a point wherein he/she feels being sick and tired of a routinary activity that he/she has...the climax of of something..just like when we have the freezing and boiling point..wherein the substance reaches the maximum or minimum temperature it needs to be able to identify that it is at its climax...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this case..boredom point deals with feelings..emotions..not the temperature..and it deals with people..(getting geeky huh?!) oh well..i guess i just need to have a moment of escape from the routinary tasks that i am in..i need to break free! especially if you are stuck in a task you can't solve...and everyday...every single day that you have..and you look at the lines of code..and all you can see are the same answers that you have yesterday..and the day before that...but still, that answer of yours is still not good enough..it just feels so tiring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just the same when you are in the office but you are doing nothing..NADA..none...void...null...like you just realize how boring it is to chat all day..to surf all day...man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..made me realize how people can be so hard to please..that in any situation that he/she is in, there will come a point that he/she will get tired of it..man is the best work of God but it is the worst creature ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-112131512599030616?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112131512599030616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112131512599030616' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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#000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/320/103-0359_IMG.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dagdag sakit ng ulo....current situation in paseo as i post...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-112124695236221278?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112124695236221278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112124695236221278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112124695236221278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112124695236221278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/07/dagdag-sakit-ng-ulo.html' title=''/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112124135427509258</id><published>2005-07-13T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T15:55:54.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/640/000_0309.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/320/000_0309.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rally sa ayala ave...sakit sa mata...trapik... malayong nilakad...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-112124135427509258?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112124135427509258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112124135427509258' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112124135427509258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112124135427509258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/07/rally-sa-ayala-ave.html' title=''/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112114268335626673</id><published>2005-07-13T03:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T12:52:55.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ordinary day..</title><content type='html'>this day is just one of days in a week...eheh..nothin' special..same old same old things...here i am in my desk..typing an entry in my blog as i munch over my lunch..yup..i am eating at my workstation..eheh..i was supposed to be eating with allan's batchmates in the pantry but they decided to eat at EAT..(err...sounds confusing?)..so due to my incurable sickness and at times most loved pal...laziness...i decided not go with him and eat my lunch all by myself (*sobs*)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...i guess nothin much will really happen to me today...maybe in the coming days.. SOMETHING will happen since i am expecting my final evaluation as a proby employee anytime this week..i worked hard and prayed hard..whatever happens..i just must accept it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*burp*)..hay..i am now full..but after 1-2 hrs..hunger will take over me..eheh..and i will dig at my mobile drawer and look for something that i can munch for 5-10 mins..hmm..i wonder what will look tasty to me this afternoon for merienda? (**thinks**)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....sometimes..thinking of something to eat is harder than getting a task done.. :D (*ayt?*)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-112114268335626673?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112114268335626673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112114268335626673' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112114268335626673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112114268335626673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/07/ordinary-day.html' title='ordinary day..'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112104305382856394</id><published>2005-07-11T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T08:52:33.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lil bro turns five</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/320/Pics049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/6789/320/Pics049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yehey...my lil bro turns 5 today..hehe...i am so happy..so excited.. i ordered for a cute cake for him today..i ordered it at art cakes..ehehe...kaso mahal sya ha..pero ok lang..anything to make my lil bro's bday special..by the way..here's my lil bro..he's the cute lil fella with me in my profile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to post some pics from tonight's event..eheh...that's why i am early today..kasi i'll be leaving early..ehehe...some of my cousins will be at the house tonight and have a simple dinner..get together lang..kwentuhan..nothing much pero it's special coz we're together as a family..bonding time..ehehe..hay..so excited what by lil bro's reaction will be after seeing the cake..hope he'll like it..he's been asking me for a "pruprise" (surprise) for his bday all weekend.. hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-112104305382856394?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112104305382856394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112104305382856394' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112104305382856394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112104305382856394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/07/lil-bro-turns-five.html' title='lil bro turns five'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112081774452073603</id><published>2005-07-09T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T18:15:44.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rally na naman...trapik na naman..</title><content type='html'>may rally na naman daw sa ayala..anak ng pating naman talaga..d pa ba sawa ang mga pinoy sa rally? aminado ako..sumali ako sa rally dati..rally para sa mapua echos n yan..(kung may nangyari sa rally? WALA.. nag-wave ska picture taking lang kmi dun..ehehe..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay..punta pa naman ako sa glorietta ngyon..for sure...super traffic n nman ang aabutin ko..langya talaga..nndun daw c susan rocess sa insular..astig...baka makakuha pa ako ng autograph pag pinalad..ehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayy..napaka-pathetic n ng sitwasyon ng pinas..kakalungkot..sayang naman blog ko..unang mga post pa lang e mga sad stories n agad..hay God bless d Phils n lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala n rin nman pag-asa ang pilipinas kung puro mga mandurugas ang uupo sa pwesto..kawawa talaga..sayang mga sigaw nyo! sayang rin gasolina para sa mga naiipit sa trapik..ehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gud luck n lang skin mmya..sana wag nman ako masydo malasin..makauwi sana ako agad at abutan ko pang bukas ang cd-r-king..bibili ako ng ink e..heehee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-112081774452073603?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112081774452073603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112081774452073603' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112081774452073603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112081774452073603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/07/rally-na-namantrapik-na-naman.html' title='rally na naman...trapik na naman..'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14292082.post-112078720193779370</id><published>2005-07-08T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T18:17:17.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day blog..hehe</title><content type='html'>haha...this is my first blog entry...been thinking (just thinking) for several days if i'll be creating a blog or not...until one of my new friend in the office convinced me to create one..so here it is! my own blogsite...hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta be used to creating blogs for the next couple of days...but i think this will be my entry for today..gotta update my profile and stuff..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14292082-112078720193779370?l=icedprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112078720193779370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14292082&amp;postID=112078720193779370' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112078720193779370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14292082/posts/default/112078720193779370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icedprincess.blogspot.com/2005/07/first-day-bloghehe.html' title='first day blog..hehe'/><author><name>cessy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053952142771147527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/75/00/3300057/23741832530906s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
