<?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-19318701</id><updated>2012-01-28T15:25:03.967+08:00</updated><category term='cez'/><category term='mcp'/><category term='ojt'/><category term='thesis'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='personal'/><category term='walkingdoll'/><category term='letran'/><category term='photoshop'/><category term='seminar'/><category term='random'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='party'/><category term='school'/><category term='chillax'/><category term='blog'/><category term='emotions'/><category term='three-o'/><category term='emotion'/><category term='family'/><category term='men'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='defense'/><category term='inuman'/><category term='health'/><category term='work'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Walkingdoll</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>551</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-2001741145285689468</id><published>2011-10-25T13:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T15:13:11.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>WFH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In between work, here I am, writing something and updating my not so abandoned blog. Today is my first day of working from home and honestly, I really don't like this idea. I still prefer going to office, commuting and beating the rush hour. But for this week, I have to be here at home, working where Thursday and Friday should be on "as needed basis" only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The reason for this work from setup is my deep wound on my right thigh. It started as a swollen insect bite. Well, we thought it was an insect bite but we didn't have an idea that it was worse than that. I have been experiencing pain since Wednesday but I just ignored it because it just looked like a mosquito bite gone worst. But last Friday was so different. It was so painful that I couldn't walk. And since I had to commute way back home, I decided to text my uncle and he just fetched me from the office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was crying because of pain last weekend. It wasn't tolerable anymore. It's getting worst. And as I was writing this, I was having goosebumps. Since I couldn't take it anymore, my mom decided to have it checked. I was really scared last Sunday night because my cousin, who is apparently a Med student, checked it and told me that the worst possible thing that could happen would be operation. And knowing me, I am really scared of injection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, we went to my favorite doctor. To give you a background, I have been visiting this doctor since February of this year and he is my favorite already. He is really nice to his patients and wears a smile all the time. And of all the doctors I have known, he is the only one who would actually utter sorry after hurting his patient because he has to. He removed the "should be removed" part of my wound and I was really scared to death. It was painful and I had no anesthesia. Though it was not super duper painful. Whenever I said "Ouch", he will say, "Sorry". See, he is really a nice doctor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So after the "mini operation", he covered my wound and instructed my uncle and mom on what to do to clean my wound so it would heal easily. Afterwards, he said that I should be injected with anti-tetanus which made me scare more. But he has good hands and I didn't feel any pain when he did the thing. He also advised me to take 4-5 days of rest which resulted to this, me working from home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That was the story of this set-up. I have a super long weekend. Well, I'm wondering if I could enter the premises on Wednesday next week. I hope they didn't block my badge or else I have to drop by the 7th floor first and fix everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope my wound would heal easily. And I thank God for giving me a wonder mom. I love you, Momsie! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-2001741145285689468?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/feeds/2001741145285689468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19318701&amp;postID=2001741145285689468&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2001741145285689468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2001741145285689468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2011/10/wfh.html' title='WFH'/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-4267784481185158454</id><published>2011-07-23T11:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T11:35:08.821+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Back on Track</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have been so inactive lately. I have tons of things to deal with and I just can't find enough time to stay online like I used to before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just a little bit of update, I'm still working in the same company. I've just turned one there together with my super friend, Dyei. A big hooray for us. We have just one more year and we can already resign. But kidding aside, yeah, after a year, our bond with the company will be over and we're gonna decide if we're going to stay or not. I'm still 50-50 though. I want to stay because it's really a huge company and my chances of getting onshore is big. However, there's this thing that keeps pushing me to resign as early as now. It's kinda personal and disclosing it here wouldn't be safe. And besides, I'm not ready yet to share it with anyone, except for Dyei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, work is keeping me away from the things I want to do but I just can't let that happen. If time permits, I read a book. I've just finished reading The Rescue by Nicholas Sparks. Just last week, I bought another Nicholas Sparks book and it's The Last Song. I'm planning to read it later but let's see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tomorrow, we'll be watching Harry Potter in my favorite cinema, Trinoma Cinema. Yay! I feel like I'm the only one left who has not watched it. Like hello, everyone's been talking about it and I've actually skipped a lot of Tumblr posts just because I don't want to be spoiled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lots of plans, most didn't push through but hopefully, some will do. I'm planning to visit a salon and have my hair treated but I remembered, I just did two weeks ago. So, I'm just planning to have a haircut and have my eyebrows threaded. I want to feel good. I've been so down, stressed and depressed for the past few months and I have to get back on track. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have a super random post here. I promise to post a sensible one next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-4267784481185158454?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/feeds/4267784481185158454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19318701&amp;postID=4267784481185158454&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/4267784481185158454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/4267784481185158454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-have-been-so-inactive-lately.html' title='Back on Track'/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-6722185399484995576</id><published>2011-03-27T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T11:11:34.255+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Awesome March.</title><content type='html'>March has been some sort of a fun month for me. There were lots of parties and celebrations everywhere, my own way of escaping reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oEXyYlEi6XM/TY6nZ_FUyGI/AAAAAAAAACo/Vq-V97gIGxw/s1600/100025-LOGO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oEXyYlEi6XM/TY6nZ_FUyGI/AAAAAAAAACo/Vq-V97gIGxw/s320/100025-LOGO.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588588252485699682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d8qM2hiRLXo/TY6nsuo2bOI/AAAAAAAAAC4/NCBKMVvR1Ic/s1600/100173-LOGO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d8qM2hiRLXo/TY6nsuo2bOI/AAAAAAAAAC4/NCBKMVvR1Ic/s320/100173-LOGO.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588588574488816866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fQ9c7VWwEEU/TY6nsZRgfVI/AAAAAAAAACw/HlRS2ZoYAsI/s1600/100153-LOGO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fQ9c7VWwEEU/TY6nsZRgfVI/AAAAAAAAACw/HlRS2ZoYAsI/s320/100153-LOGO.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588588568753765714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yipee's 7th Birthday was held last March 20, 2011 at Bella Ibarra in QC with a theme of Pop (MJ) and Rap (FM). It was one heck of a great night with loads of fun and enjoyment. I was wearing an original Super Proxy shirt because I was one of the Super Proxy Gals that night. And my Fedora Hat, love it? I bought that a day before the party to complete my outfit. Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T6w6QIdziBA/TY6pLbtpD3I/AAAAAAAAADI/_agM0TdIBRo/s1600/DSC02757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T6w6QIdziBA/TY6pLbtpD3I/AAAAAAAAADI/_agM0TdIBRo/s320/DSC02757.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588590201496211314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6TE8XhWzCbw/TY6pLKknpgI/AAAAAAAAADA/ec4h1kq3b9I/s1600/DSC02731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6TE8XhWzCbw/TY6pLKknpgI/AAAAAAAAADA/ec4h1kq3b9I/s320/DSC02731.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588590196894967298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanay celebrated her 80th birthday with family and some friends last March 21, 2011. I was so late because I had a work that day. But good thing, there were still some guests when I arrived so I still felt like partying. Lots of yummy foods were served and my grandma's &lt;i&gt;Kare-Kare&lt;/i&gt;, well, I wouldn't trade it for anything. It has always been my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the record, I must admit that I'm suffering depression (clinical, I guess) for the past months. I still don't know how to handle the situation but I hope I will be fine pretty soon. I've just found it recently because I have been experiencing all the symptoms since December. Please do pray for me. Thanks! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-6722185399484995576?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/feeds/6722185399484995576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19318701&amp;postID=6722185399484995576&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/6722185399484995576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/6722185399484995576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2011/03/awesome-march.html' title='Awesome March.'/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oEXyYlEi6XM/TY6nZ_FUyGI/AAAAAAAAACo/Vq-V97gIGxw/s72-c/100025-LOGO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-6861071929419961161</id><published>2011-03-06T16:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T16:37:22.134+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Boring Weekend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The week that has passed was really exhausting for me. The supposed deadline of my task was on Friday but due to some changes, it was moved to sometime this week. I stayed quite long in the office and even used my lunchtime just to be able to finish it. I only have one test condition left then I am off for a review.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My weekend was not a blast or exciting. I just stayed all day yesterday and caught up with the episodes of the three series I missed. The Vampire Diaries gets more and more exciting. I watched four episodes of Gossip Girl. I missed out a lot. Good thing, yesterday was more of a free day for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I also watched last night A Little Thing Called Love. It was a good movie, I must say. The lead guy character is cute so as the female lead. It has a light story that everyone can relate, I guess. And I even cried on the part that the girl was confessing her feelings to the guy. I can feel her pain, swear. But when the movie has come to its end, I was like, "that was it?". I was really asking for more and wondering what could happen after that. But overall, it was a good movie. It's a Thai film, by the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had my blood extracted this morning and I was really scared. I almost threw up upon seeing the blood being taken away from me. After that, I returned back to sleep. I also watched Step Up 3 today. I haven't watched that movie not until today. I know, I was so late but hey, I just can't fit it into my hectic schedule. If you could just see my organizer, you'll be surprised with all the things that I need to accomplish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Baby Lyle paid me a visit a while ago. He was with his mom, Lai. I missed them both. I haven't seen them for about a year, I guess. Lyle will be celebrating his second birthday on the 19th and he's going to have a celebration. How cool is that? Probably, it's going to be a mini reunion with college friends, as well. I can't wait to see them all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm going back to work again tomorrow. Travelling from our house to the office and vice versa was really tiring. I might rent a house or something if my Dad permits me so. Tomorrow's going to be a not so good day for me. I know that, for sure. I don't know how to face tomorrow. Just wish me luck. I hope I won't feel depressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-6861071929419961161?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/feeds/6861071929419961161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19318701&amp;postID=6861071929419961161&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/6861071929419961161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/6861071929419961161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2011/03/boring-weekend.html' title='Boring Weekend.'/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-32998738211726360</id><published>2011-02-19T20:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T01:05:08.784+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Oh, shopping.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This week has been the toughest one so far. I was given tons of work and I didn't know what to do first. But big thanks to my supervisor for always helping me out whenever I experience problems with my programs. However, she will be leaving for the US soon so I don't know what to expect in the coming months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday was somehow a good day. I'm still in the same process. I'm still trying my best to cope up with everything that is happening in my life so far. However, we're still in good, speaking terms. I don't know how we, rather I, manage to do that despite the terrible pain I feel whenever we see each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, to reward myself after a very exhausting week in the office, I went shopping with my mom this afternoon. I haven't shopped for quite a while. It has some kind of therapeutic effect on me. I have bought two new pairs of shoes, blouse and skirt. How I love shoes. I have tons of it though I've worn some of them once or twice only. I have this special love with shoes and I don't know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tomorrow, I don't know if I can have enough rest or what because I'm planning to work on the urgent task that was given to me two weeks ago. It is due on the first of week of March and the program still encounters error. I have to take a second look on it so by Monday, all I need is to test the program. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wish me luck with the career I have chosen. I have never thought that I would do coding. It never crossed my mind ever since.  Aside from that, I want to feel better already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-32998738211726360?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/feeds/32998738211726360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19318701&amp;postID=32998738211726360&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/32998738211726360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/32998738211726360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-shopping.html' title='Oh, shopping.'/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-749251579164503606</id><published>2011-02-13T15:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T22:38:28.493+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Hello, simple layout</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since I am already a professional now, I have decided to keep the layout of my blog simple but cute. And honestly, I've been so lazy creating creative and colorful layouts so I now present to you the new image of &lt;a href="https://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/"&gt;Walkingdoll&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I practically miss blogging. I have been so inactive and just so you know, this blog has been my threshold of thoughts since my freshman year in college. I don't want to abandon this and I still want to write once in a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These past few months have been so difficult for me. Well, actually, up to now, but I'm trying my best to divert my attention to other things. But as what I have always said, it has been more than two months and I still feel the same. Nothing has seemed to change. Even if I have already said that I will leave all the painful memories behind and no more dramas this year, still, there are moments that I couldn't help but cry. It is actually driving me insane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, thanks to my friends for always being there. Whenever I need someone to talk to, they are more than willing to listen. I hope I can tell to them everything because I admit, there are some things that I just couldn't share to them, for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Of all the advices I have received, the ignore part is the one thing, that I must say, I couldn't do for now. I have been so damn attached and staying away is the least thing I could do. I want to save whatever I can save and besides, it won't change anything if I'll choose to stay away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All I know is that I just want to be okay. And I know God will help me make it through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-749251579164503606?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/feeds/749251579164503606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19318701&amp;postID=749251579164503606&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/749251579164503606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/749251579164503606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2011/02/hello-simple-layout.html' title='Hello, simple layout'/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-574865499471241</id><published>2011-01-15T11:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T11:21:55.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pain is inevitable. It will always part of the life we are living. Well, I have to agree. Without pain, life is so much easier to live. No thrills, no challenges. For the past three months, I have been in the most complicated situation ever that giving up is the first thing that came into my mind. But the funny thing is, I never did. Perhaps, because I couldn't. You know what's funnier, I have practiced my so-called speech and yet, I wasn't able to deliver it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just a month ago, I was in the most crucial stage. Emotional stress ate me whole that my everyday routine, even my work and eating habits, had been affected big time. It was so difficult to handle. I have been crying for two weeks straight, my chest felt so heavy and my head was really in pain that all I wanna do was lay down and sleep. I have also come to the point of having thoughts of dying. Why? Because it was too hard to handle that I thought I couldn't get it through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But then, thank God for He has never left my side and for helping me get past it. Right now, I must admit, I'm still not okay and happy but I'm coping and learning to accept things as it is. I have my own mistakes and lessons learned. I want to regret and hate but I couldn't because I know I have been very happy despite all the pain it caused me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I may not go straight into details why I was like that and why I'm still in the &lt;i&gt;emo&lt;/i&gt; stage but I promise, I will be fine soon. So, please bear with me why all of my Twitter and Tumblr posts were so emotional. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, I guess, it takes time of getting used to and as far as I'm concerned, I'm coping easily. I can now laugh hard, smile like I used to and my &lt;i&gt;tulala &lt;/i&gt;moments have been lessened. Applaud me my dear friends for being able to get through that difficult situation. Thank you for those who prayed and gave me advices. It really helped me a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, right now, I decided to focus on things that will make me happy. I have so many plans for 2011 and I hope I can do everything within this year. &lt;b&gt;2011, please be good to me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And by the way, I missed blogging. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-574865499471241?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/574865499471241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/574865499471241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2011/01/pain-is-inevitable.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-154968662305737352</id><published>2010-09-10T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T19:35:17.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just a few days before my birthday, I received a news which I don't know if I will consider a good or bad one. I have received an email that I'm already deployed and will be starting after the weekends. To be honest, I don't want to be deployed yet because I'm still happy with my new found friends in the training room. Hi Batch 8! I want to let you know that you are the best batch ever and we have the best COBOL instructors. Beat that! :) However, God gave me that kind of blessings, perhaps, to save me from the very bloody case studies of HSP. But no, I am not happy to where I am right now. I miss Batch 8 big time and I've been missing all the fun for how many days now. But I hope, I'll get used to this kind of set-up eventually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/21st-A-1.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/21st-B-1.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, I had one of the most memorable birthday celebrations I've ever had. Thank you so much to my instructors and to the rest of Batch 8 for a one of a kind party. I never expected for something like that. You surprised me big time. To let you know, they were more excited that I was that day. Actually, a couple of days before my special day, they were continuously greeting me and asking me as to what will I prepare on the 8th. I really had plans of treating them since it was my first time to celebrate my birthday at work and thank God, it was a whole lot of fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The entire day, I was in the other building for work and they were in the training room for, well, training. I was so busy reading CBTs and chatting with some of them. I was so touched because a lot of them, if not all, greeted me already even if we haven't seen each other that day yet. During lunchtime, we dropped by the training room and I was so happy to see them all. We prepared for the so-called party to be held at 6pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When 6pm came, I went back to the training room and I was so surprised that everything was all set. The pizzas and ice cream were there and everyone was so excited and ecstatic as I entered the room. But what surprised me was the fact that I had two cakes courtesy of one of my instructors. The two half gallons of ice cream was, by the way, courtesy of my other instructor. I didn't expect that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So we pigged out and everyone was having a good time. We all had fun and honestly, I was so happy to celebrate it with them. It was truly one of a kind. Another surprise was given to me before we went home as the boys handed me a pink box with a card and a cute hello kitty plushy which they got from a crane machine with full effort. They got that on their 13th token and really, that's really an A for effort. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank you God for allowing me to celebrate my birthday that way. I didn't expect for something like that. You have Your own ways of surprising me and You never fail me every time. Thank you, God and Mama Mary. Happy Birthday, Mama Mary! :) It is truly amazing to have the same birthday as Mama Mary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-154968662305737352?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/154968662305737352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/154968662305737352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-few-days-before-my-birthday-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-3871622897380035838</id><published>2010-09-05T11:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T11:11:24.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First and foremost, I want to thank and praise God for the countless blessings I continue to receive. I don't know how can I return all the favors but I am trying really hard to be one of His best children. The happiness I am feeling right now is overflowing and I can't contain the emotions I am having right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just recently, the SEF training has just ended and luckily, all of us passed it. I never thought that I would knowing how difficult all of us went through just to be able to get pass it. Last week, another training has just started while we are waiting for our project deployment. To be honest, I don't want to be deployed yet because I believe that the training will give me more learning experiences that I need for work. However, just before the week ended, I have received a good news. I'm gonna be deployed for project and it will start tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I was telling the whole class about it, I got teary-eyed. The fact that I'm gonna leave them already makes me cry a little more. I don't want to leave Batch 8 yet. I had the best instructors and co-trainees ever. I know all of us will be deployed soon, it's just that, God showered me with that blessings first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm gonna miss all of them, my instructors and the entire class. They have been so good and nice to me. I will miss the non-stop laughters and &lt;i&gt;asaran&lt;/i&gt;. I will miss how loud and noisy the class is every single day. I will miss them a lot. But I will visit them as often as I can to get my free foods. Haha! Just kidding! Of course, I will try to visit them if time permits. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My birthday is just a few days away and I want to celebrate it with them but how can I? I hope God allows me to celebrate my special day with them. Please make it extra special for me because that would be my first time that I'm gonna be celebrating my birthday at work. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;I hope &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;won't snob me on my special day and allow me to celebrate it with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tomorrow is the start of something new for me. Pray for me and wish me luck as I face another chapter in my life. This time, there's no turning back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-3871622897380035838?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/3871622897380035838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/3871622897380035838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-and-foremost-i-want-to-thank-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-2256829058783549904</id><published>2010-08-07T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T23:22:31.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whoa! It's been a while since I last posted here. Actually, I really missed writing but then, I really couldn't find time to update my blog. July started out good, just so you know. I was a bum and unemployed for almost two months and finally, I have landed a new job. I've mentioned this before on my previous posts and this is it - the one opportunity I couldn't afford to miss. I am now working on one of the best companies, known not only in the Philippines but in the world. I am not disclosing any name or whatsoever but so far, I'm enjoying. I've been hearing some bad sides though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have met new faces from different institutions, most of them are fresh graduates, though we are of the same age. We're actually having a training and it will end after a week and two days. So yeah, I've been in training for a month now. I've been enjoying and actually, I don't want to end it since I'm just starting to get close with all of them. I know it's kinda late but it's better late than never. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To let you know, I've shifted from the networking major to a programming type of job. So far, so good. I'm happy and I'm learning which is actually good. I didn't expect that I will enjoy programming this much. And besides, we're too lucky for having two of the best instructors. They are so nice and funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Training will soon be over and I'm saddened that it has to end so soon. I hope all of us will pass the training and will still see each other on the bench. If ever that happens, I would be very happy. I have the best co-trainees ever. I feel like I'm still in college again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been blabbing randomly so please bear with me. My mind is not actually working well because of too much code intake. I will write again soon. I don't know when but soon. I hope I can write a much sensible post. So, I just updated you about what's the latest about me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank God for the continuous blessings.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-2256829058783549904?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2256829058783549904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2256829058783549904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2010/08/whoa-its-been-while-since-i-last-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-8324473509384461693</id><published>2010-06-14T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T13:20:23.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm still a bum and it's bad, I know. I'm still waiting for the magic call though I've been seeking for a job too. This has never been easy. I'm such a pain in the ass here in the house and I must stop being one as soon as possible. I have this huge responsibility of helping my parents in paying our bills but I can't right now since I don't have any income at all. I hope before July starts, I have a new job already. I want to earn money, help them pay the bills and buy all the things I want. Can you please pray for me? I really need that especially now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To some, school started last week and for the rest, it will start tomorrow. Goodluck on another school year ahead of you. I badly miss school, seriously. If only I could go back to school, I really would. I have so many things in mind right now like I'm planning to put up a business right after I've found a new job already and possibly, go back to school next year. I'm thinking of pursuing another course or degree. I would love to take Child Development, Theater Arts or Journalism. I know, the courses I have in mind are way too far from the course I've finished but I don't know, in just a snap, I thought of pursuing any of those three. Or perhaps, I've thought of these things because I'm bored and I have nothing left to do. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've been missing my friends lately. The last time that I've got to see them was during our Bataan trip to celebrate Klio's birthday, who is apparently the son of one of my friends. Even my high school friends, I would love to see them again. It has been a while since I last saw them and I haven't gone out with them even once ever since we graduated from high school. Sad but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing's for sure right now, I MUST find a job right away. I don't want to be a bum anymore. Aside from being patient, I must work hard for it. But I know God won't let me down. He has His own plans for me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-8324473509384461693?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/8324473509384461693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/8324473509384461693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-still-bum-and-its-bad-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-2071671784976002733</id><published>2010-06-05T14:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T14:50:30.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh, it has been a while and I missed this. And just a recap, I resigned from my first ever job just a month ago. It wasn't as emotional as it should be because I know I have to do it. I'm so sick and tired of their false hopes and broken promises. It was tough though. After resigning, a partner company of my former company kept on calling me and persuading me to accept the job they're offering to us. I can't and I shouldn't. The reason is kinda confidential and personal that I can't put it into writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I applied into this company that I've dreamed of working ever since I graduated from college. I passed the three phases and just waiting for the call. It's not that I'm losing hope but I feel like it has been &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jinx-ed&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope it isn't&lt;/span&gt;. Please pray for me, guys. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I badly need this one.&lt;/span&gt; I don't know what to do if I won't make it to my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'dream'&lt;/span&gt; company. And besides, I really need a job right now. Please, guys, I really need your prayers. I hope and pray that I will receive the magical call this week. I will not hope or expect but I wish, they will finally call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Please, dear God, this is the one opportunity I really can't miss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-2071671784976002733?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2071671784976002733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2071671784976002733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-it-has-been-while-and-i-missed-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-6120907712553957632</id><published>2010-05-01T12:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T12:36:19.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I seriously missed this. I haven’t been updating for more than a month now. My last update was about my dad being here, having his one month vacation. And just yesterday, he flew back to Saudi Arabia. Oh, I was so sad because I am used to seeing him everyday once I arrive from office. I still remember he woke me up and cooked breakfast for me the day after he arrived. My dad is so sweet, it’s just that he is not showy. I’m going to miss him big time. We, (dad, mom, Ej and I) have been together most of the time. Our weekends were always busy because we used to go out and unwind. Now, my weekends won’t be busy anymore, not unless, my friends would ask me to hang out with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I am having a hard time coping up with the changes. I am planning to resign on my current job. I am not happy anymore. They can’t give me the things I know I deserve. And besides, I’ve sacrificed and stayed for almost seven months and I guess, it’s time for us to part our ways. I have goals in life and I can’t achieve those if I choose to stay with them. I have a family to support, I have needs and wants, and I want my career to blossom. I’m still looking for a new job though. Hopefully, luck won’t turn its back against me. I wish to find a very good job very soon where I can say I’m happy and satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To give you a hint, opportunity knocked on my doors and I won’t let this pass by. I have wanted to be part of them ever since and this time, there’s no turning back. Please pray for me. I really need that. This is a one of a kind opportunity I can’t miss. I really don’t know what to do if it slips from my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, I know God won’t let me down. He will guide me and my friend as well, to the right path. He’ll be with us all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-6120907712553957632?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/6120907712553957632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/6120907712553957632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-seriously-missed-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-5873825702831862361</id><published>2010-03-26T16:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T16:28:26.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have been dealing with a lot of issues right now and I don't know how to handle every single situation. It's pretty hard but I try to remain strong despite these challenging things that come my way. This is kinda serious and I shouldn't set it aside though my mind is being killed due to so much confusion. I'm afaird I'm going to breakdown one of these days. Only God knows everything. No one knows what I have been going through right now, even my family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know I'm going to make this through. God won't give me problems or challenges that I cannot solve. God won't let me down and He'll be there for me all the time, leading me to the right decison, path and choice. This is a matter of trust and I trust Him so much that I don't need to worry. I'm praying that I will be able to fix every single mess as soon as possible. It's challenging my strength, to be honest. But I'm very much sure that everything will be absolutely fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a bad news to a good news. My dad is already here for a vacation. I was so excited to see him that I had to absent myself from the office yesterday. The happiness I'm feeling right now cannot be measured. Glad that my family is complete again. I wish my dad won't need to work abroad but he needs to. That's why I am working really hard, hoping to find a much better job so my dad will just stay here in the Philippines. I do miss him everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since he's already here, I will going to savor every moment that we're complete. I have to enjoy and have fun. If only I could take a month leave, I will but that's impossible. For the mean time, I'll set aside all the things that are making me confuse and spend most of my time with my family, especially with my dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-5873825702831862361?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/5873825702831862361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/5873825702831862361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-have-been-dealing-with-lot-of-issues.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-2803398941287534376</id><published>2010-03-15T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T14:16:23.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't been blogging for more than a month now and I must admit, I missed it. As always, I've been very busy with work. Actually, I am not totally busy because my friend and I were able to finish some projects. It's just that the time is the thing that makes it kinda hard for me. I have to go to the office at 12nn and then go home at 8pm. My usual arrival is around 9:30pm. So yeah, that is mainly the reason why I seldom blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Satuday, I had a movie date with my tita and cousins as we watched Alice in Wonderland at Trinoma. It was my first time to watch a movie in a 3D theather that's why I enjoyed it a lot. The movie, I can say, was good. I had the best 3D experience so far. Next time, I'm planning to try IMAX 3D for a better experience, I guess. I was overwhelmed with the 3D technology. I find it really amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we strolled at SM The Block and The Annex. I saw a bunch of cute dresses and I have to save money for those. I actually bought a cute mini skirt since it's already summer here. Before we went home, we tried Green Mango's yogurt ice cream. It was yummy. I'm loving yogurt ice cream now. Next time, I should try Red Mango and White Hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since December, I was eyeing for this pair of sneakers from Nike but I don't know when can I buy it because it's kinda expensive. I have to save money in order for me to purchase it. I really want to buy it because I love the style and color as well. I'm planning to ask my dad to buy it for me using his credit card and I will just pay him in installment basis. But I just hope that the pair of sneaker will still be available up to next month because my dad will arrive on the 25th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my dad, I'm very excited to see him again. I miss him like no other. He will be here for a month - vacation and to attend my brother's graduation on the 30th. What makes us happier, especially my brother, is the fact that he passed the PLM entrance exam and he will be studying there for college. He failed UP but God is good because he passed PLM. I'm very proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, April is just a few weeks away. I haven't been a student for a year now. How time flies. I missed everything about being a student and if given a chance, I would go back, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I'm getting used to it so don't be surprised if you'll just be nothing to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-2803398941287534376?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2803398941287534376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2803398941287534376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-havent-been-blogging-for-more-than.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-7076527651447132825</id><published>2010-02-11T13:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T13:21:56.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I’m back! I missed this, seriously. I have been hella out of the blogging world for quite sometime. I have been very busy with work. For the past weeks, I have been very tired, stressed, confused, frustrated and brain drained. We have dealing with a lot of issues in the office and I really had no idea on how to handle it. Ever since New Year started, everything turned into a mess. We were given a lot of tasks to accomplish with no idea on what should be done first. It was really pain in the ass but luckily, my friend and I were able to get through it. Aside from that, several issues came into the picture which made me think a lot. I was in the verge of making a decision between staying and leaving. It made me confused for how many weeks. All is settled according to them but I don’t know how true is that. But I hope it is something that will put smiles into our faces. We don’t want to stay here with a lot of questions in mind. We do hope everything will be settled and they won’t give us reasons to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just recently, we moved into our new office. I don’t know how to describe it and I also don’t know if it is better or worse than our former office. All I know is I’m happy that we were already out of that effin’ old office of ours. Everything is new here. I love my unit so much – 21-inch LCD monitor, Compaq and Windows 7. I’m enjoying it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, Valentine’s Day is just around the corner. As usual, I have no date on that day. Know what, I was backreading some of my posts two days ago and my eyes laid on my February 14, 2009 post. I can’t help but smile because of the fact that all the things that are written on that post came straight from my heart. Oh well, how I wish I have a date on Sunday but too bad, I don’t have. But hey, post-Valentine day is a great idea too. But then again, who could be my date? But I guess, I will just stay in the house on that day to get some rest since office has been pain in the ass. And besides, the next day is Monday again which means, work again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just hope everything will be fine so I won’t think of leaving them. My dad wants me to resign but I guess, I will be staying here until I am not happy anymore. So far, I’m enjoying working here, perhaps because I get along pretty well with my bosses and my co-workers. I just hope it’ll continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a break from everything. I want to go out of town for a week, pure pleasure so when I get back here, I am ready to face loads of stress again. :)) Just wish me luck guys. In case I had to leave this company, please pray that I’m gonna find one right away. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“You keep giving me reasons to hate you.”&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-7076527651447132825?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/7076527651447132825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/7076527651447132825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-back-i-missed-this-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-4154278555225254915</id><published>2010-01-03T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T18:35:35.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy New Year to all! Hello 2010! The first day of my 2010 was such a blast. I hope you had the best first day of the year too. With everything that we've gone through in the year 2009, let's hope and pray that the Year of the Tiger will be a peaceful one. Let's make our year 2010 a better year. Cheers! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/blog-001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/blog-002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-4154278555225254915?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/4154278555225254915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/4154278555225254915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-to-all-hello-2010-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-4448320706799413301</id><published>2009-12-27T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T13:47:11.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The pictures will tell it all. I'm too lazy to create a wordy post so here are some pictures which will serve as proofs that I had a super fun December '09. By the way, Merry Christmas to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/blog-03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Ej and my mom during his 16th Birthday last December 7, 2009 held at Shakey's - Port Area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/blog-04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Raitsco Family during our Christmas Party last December 20, 2009 held at Skyland Tower in Makati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/blog-02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've finally got my Starbucks Planner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/blog-01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adrian's Birthday celebration last December 25, 2009 held at Bazzo Bar, Bluewave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;PS.&lt;/span&gt; More pictures on my &lt;a href="http://walkingdoll.multiply.com/"&gt;Multiply&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-4448320706799413301?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/4448320706799413301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/4448320706799413301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/12/pictures-will-tell-it-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-4720505618279325212</id><published>2009-11-04T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T19:04:35.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/1_blog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/2_blog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/3_blog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/4_blog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My family had a great Halloween blast last November 2, 2009. We first went to the cemetery to visit our departed loved ones. I was able to see my cousins again. As far as I can remember, the last time we saw each other was August and it was really nice seeing them once more. I’ve been close to all of them ever since. We prayed first then my aunties brought some foods and then picture taking, as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we headed to Trinoma for our dinner to celebrate Claudine’s 12th Birthday. It was a simple get-together and family dinner at Lamesa Grille. We actually occupied a room because we’re 30 all in all. Lots of yummy Filipino dishes were served and we were so loud that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we stayed in Trinoma for quite a while and we had some picture taking. Knowing the family, we are certified camwhores. It was all fun, pure bonding and enjoying moment with the family. Hope to do that again with them pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dyei and I have been very busy in the office since last week. Actually, we had a 3-day off but since our websites encountered some problems, we still worked at home. The only break that we had was last Monday. But good thing, the sites are now fixed, up and running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been enjoying my working girl status right now. Though most of the time, laziness strikes me and the thought of not going to the office enters my mind, still, I’m enjoying it. This is something new to me and I’m so happy that I’m adapting to the changes that are happening in my life right now. What makes it happier is that I have friends like Dyei, Eunice and JL in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, I was able to catch up with my super friends, Ian and Rex. It’s been quite a while since we last updated each other about everything. I’m so happy to be able to chat with them again. I missed them and I hope we can go out pretty soon. Well, not with Rex though because he’s in the States right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been dealing with this childish little girl craze since I first stepped into our office, you know, the crush thing. I’ve been crushing on an officemate of mine which is not really good for some reasons. But since he’s on a graveyard shift and we won’t be seeing each other, I feel that it’s an advantage. So yeah, I must stop liking him. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I really must&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-4720505618279325212?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/4720505618279325212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/4720505618279325212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-family-had-great-halloween-blast.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-7806681880600425256</id><published>2009-10-30T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T13:09:53.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/blog_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Meet my officemates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/blog_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cez, Eunice, Dyei, Jonie and Jeared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/blog_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dyei, Cez, JL, Eunice and Sir Moe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/blog_4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cez, Eunice and Dyei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Halloween! :) We had fun in the office last night. Since we know that next week, those Halloween decorations will be replaced by Christmas decors, we made it a point that we have souvenir pictures with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before &lt;a href="http://underamoonlitsky.tabulas.com/"&gt;Dyei&lt;/a&gt; and I went home, we had some picture taking with our officemates. It was one heck of a fun night. How I wish the rest of the agents were there so we can have pictures together. Hehe :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, next week, the schedule of the agents will be different and we won't be seeing JL that often. Well, I hope, on December the schedule will be more considerate to the agents because most of them are complaining about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad part is that I won't be seeing my '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chuck Bass&lt;/span&gt;' anymore because he has the same shift with JL. Well, the question is, will he still come back to the office? Because right now, the seniors can't contact him. Oh well, I just wish him the best of luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the new schedule and new faces to meet, I hope to befriends with all of them. I will surely miss the laughing session every evening before we go home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-7806681880600425256?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/7806681880600425256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/7806681880600425256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/10/meet-my-officemates-cez-eunice-dyei.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-4602465840955473492</id><published>2009-10-28T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T13:47:41.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/monster_blog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cez, Eunice, JL and Dyei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see that uber giant pizza? Oh well, it was a treat from Jeared and D2. It was really huge, a monster one in fact. Haven't seen the giant pizza of Shakey's though. For those who are craving for giant pizza with a cheaper price, Jugno's is the best pizza store to call. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the next giant pizza. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, the agents will be having shifting schedules for the coming month. Good thing, Dyei and I will be sticking with the same schedule. Lucky, indeed! :D Eunice will be in the morning shift and JL will either be in night or graveyard shift. I won't be seeing '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chuck Bass&lt;/span&gt;' anymore. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-4602465840955473492?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/4602465840955473492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/4602465840955473492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/10/cez-eunice-jl-and-dyei-can-you-see-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-6994576882832378672</id><published>2009-10-23T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T23:05:06.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/blogspot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Serena, Georgina and Blair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sisters: Eunice and Dyei. :) They're my tweetmates in the office. Dyei is actually my partner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-6994576882832378672?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/6994576882832378672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/6994576882832378672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/10/serena-georgina-and-blair-my-sisters.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-1362098175522511907</id><published>2009-10-12T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T12:27:36.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is my first post since my birthday. Spare me for being hiatus for more than a month. A lot of things happened, both good and bad. So yeah, I will tell you now that posting an entry won’t be as regular as before. You’ll know why in the next paragraphs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my birthday, nothing really productive happened. I still did the same old routine everyday – waking up, eating breakfast, watching TV, eating lunch, browsing the net, taking a bath, watching TV, taking dinner, browsing the net while watching TV and sleeping. It was like the usual routine of any bum or fresh graduates who are unemployed. It was sickening, I must admit. If you only knew how pain in the ass it was, well, literally. Perhaps, without the internet, I would have been a crazy girl in the house with nothing left to do. And yes, I hate being bum. You wanna know why? It’s because it’s the reason why I gained a lot of weight. Bumming for the past six months, who wouldn’t gain weight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 27 of this year marks one of the worst day in the Philippine history as the tropical storm Ondoy devastated Metro Manila and some other areas near it. The countless rains and heavy wind made every Filipino scared of what might happen next.  It was like first time in two decades. Water was everywhere. Areas had been flooded; in fact, it reached a level that no one expected it can reach. Several homes were devastated. A lot of families lost their homes, belongings, and worst, a part/s of their family. It was really heartbreaking. And I really can’t digest the fact that it did happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, our area is not really the kind that gets flooded but yes, water level continued to rise and it even reached the first floor – knee level. Things were all wet including beds. But despite of what happened, I still believe that my family is lucky enough to survive that kind of disaster. We didn’t need to move out of the house and evacuate. We stayed in the house, watched TV and be updated of what was happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pitied those who were greatly affected. I used my social networking sites like Facebook, Twitter and Tumblr to spread the word, update everybody and ask them to help those who are in need. I know I don’t have much money to give but I know, with that simple act, I already made an impact. However, I thought that spreading the word wasn’t enough. I donated goods – which was my own way of reaching out. As much as I wanted to volunteer, my mom won’t allow me and in case Daddy Carlo was available that time, it would be quite impossible because some places were still not passable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Ondoy, Pepeng came and it was the time that I kept on informing those whom I can reach how strong the latter is. It was stronger than Ondoy and many have told that it was as strong as Hurricane Katrina. Who wouldn’t get scared? Up to now, several homes, lands and even means of living are being ruptured by Pepeng. I just hope that Filipinos are strong enough to accept these kinds of challenges and emerge as survivors in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, it is a message from God telling us to restore the beauty of the world that He created. He wanted to warn us that if we don’t do it now, worst things will happen in the future. It’s like a lesson that we need to learn. We just have to open our eyes, minds and hearts to fathom what it’s all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, after six months of being a senseless individual, I finally landed a job. Well, Dyei and I are trainees of a newly-established IT company. A big thanks to Eunice for referring us to the big boss. It was a funny experience at first. I was invited for an interview and right then, I was given a task to do to be submitted the next day. Dyei, my friend, was given the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received an email inviting me for another interview last Monday. I felt like it was the final interview. He asked me to review the materials that he sent. I dressed to impress. Upon reaching the 21st floor, I was surprised to see Dyei sitting outside the office. So yeah, both of us were scheduled at 12nn. Big boss came and talked to us. Afterwards, we’ve just found ourselves in front of the PC, doing the tasks given to us. The expected interview turned out to be something different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we came back as instructed with the question in mind if we’re already hired. It was like a guessing game. But at the end of that day, Dyei finally took the initiative to ask and luckily, we got a positive response. We’re already trainees and we’ll be receiving allowance. The question is, when can we call ourselves as regular employees? Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Monday and you are right, we survived the first week of work. As a matter of fact, I’m here in the office while typing this entry. Just wish me and friend, Dyei the best of luck here. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, that explain why I seldom update my blog. Please bear me with me. But I will never ever abandon this blog. I will still update but not on regular basis as before. Don’t worry, I still do visit this everyday. So, till my next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, this is my 530th post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-1362098175522511907?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/1362098175522511907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/1362098175522511907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-my-first-post-since-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-13731752310483639</id><published>2009-09-08T18:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T22:58:16.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First of all, happy birthday to Mama Mary and to me, as well. :)) I just turned twenty and time to edit my profiles. Though many people have told me that I look way younger than my age. They used to say that I look like a sixteen-year old high school student. I don't know if I should take that as a compliment or not. But it makes me feel flattered a bit. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept late last night, waiting for the clock to strike at 12 midnight expecting that my BBF will do the same thing I did during his birthday but he didn't. I admit, I was disappointed. Plus, I was really expecting that he will greet me first just like last year but he didn't. I actually thought that he forgot my birthday but good thing, he didn't. He texted me during lunchtime. He seems so busy because he is working right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended the 6am mass with my mom. I thank God for another wonderful year He has given me. I hope this would be as memorable and colorful as my past years. I also wish that God would give me and my family all the blessings we deserve. And of course, I wish that God would bless me with the work I'm yearning for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also touched with &lt;a href="http://hisnine.tumblr.com/"&gt;Dyei&lt;/a&gt; for greeting me in Twitter, Tumblr and Plurk. She did text me, as well. I so love you, BFF! :) Thanks for everything. Although, we don't see each other that often, I know you're always there. You'll be turning twenty too in a few days. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another friend surprised me by calling me here in the house. Actually, I haven't heard anything from him lately and I was actually curious as to where is he now. I missed him and our long conversations over the phone. Whenever he calls, everything is spontaneous. We talk about anything and everything under the sun, random topics and all that. Glad to be able to converse with him today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is another guy friend whom I thought forgot my birthday because I was expecting that he will greet me at midnight but he didn't. I missed him because we haven't exchanged messages for quite a while. I was touched because when I told him that I thought he forgot my special day, this is his reply: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ako pa! Hindi ko kaya makakalimutan birthday mo.&lt;/span&gt;" He's already working. I asked him to drop by here but he's too far from Manila and his duty ends at 6pm. If only my house is close to his, he will surely come here, that's what he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm left behind already because most of my close friends are working already. I hope I will be able to land a good job pretty soon. I really can't wait because I'm so bored here in the house. I know better opportunities will soon come my way. I just have to wait, pray and think positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to everyone who greeted me today in Facebook, Plurk, Twitter, Tumblr and those who texted, called and greeted me personally, thank you so much! :) I'm so touched because you all remembered my special day. I'm well-loved and I thank you, guys for everything. You all made me happy. I love you all. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-13731752310483639?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/13731752310483639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/13731752310483639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-of-all-happy-birthday-to-mama.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-5480807395812788014</id><published>2009-09-01T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T19:41:22.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/DSC00134.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday Mommy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;PS.&lt;/span&gt; Everything is finally okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-5480807395812788014?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/5480807395812788014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/5480807395812788014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-mommy-ps.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-4030989884288853496</id><published>2009-08-30T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T17:46:11.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Family is somehow one of the best gifts God has given to mankind. They are the only persons who understand, love and care for you no matter what. They will always be there for you when the rest of the world leaves you. And I am so thankful because God has endowed me the best family whom I can say is my inspiration in everything I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yesterday, my mom cried in front of me and I can't just endure the pain whenever I see those liquid crystals flowing from her eyes. She's hurting. I don't wanna detail out what really happened but it's between her and dad. I have only seen them fight once. It was hard for me to digest all those words that my mom uttered because I am a daddy's girl ever since. I was hurting too and yes, I cried. I can't help it. Whenever I see her crying, I cry, as well. Just to give you a little information, it has something to do with money. So yeah, if the entire world is in recession right now, my family is experiencing it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I was chatting with a friend whom I consider as my Best Bud. I opened up. You know what I asked him? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Bakit pa kasi nauso ang financial problem eh?" &lt;/span&gt;I'm just too glad because I have friends like him, &lt;a href="http://hisnine.tumblr.com/"&gt;Dyei&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://qwertyuiopher.tumblr.com/"&gt;Unjeh&lt;/a&gt; whom I can open up all my problems with. He was just telling me that maybe my dad was just stressed out or pressured. He assured me that everything will be okay so I have to cheer up. You know what I really like about him is that whenever I need him, he's always there. I don't know if he has this so-called spider sense but I'm so happy that he's around. For the past weeks, we have never kept in touch that's why when he buzzed me last night, I was surprised. Perhaps, he felt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not have the perfect family but I consider them as the best. With all those sacrifices and hardships that they had in the past just for them to give me the good life, I guess, it's time for me to return the favor. I must look for a job already. I want to give them a good life, something that they truly deserve. I want to take care of my parents the way they took good care of me and my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the problem between my parents will be settled down as soon as possible. Though I know my dad a lot. He will never let the problem pass by without solving it. He is a family man and I know how much he loves us especially my mom. I just hope and pray that everything will be okay. I just can't wait for it because my mom's birthday will be on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wish that once I turn twenty, several opportunities will finally come my way. I can't wait to work. I'm excited, in fact. I have plans for my family and for myself and I want to fulfill all of those very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-4030989884288853496?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/4030989884288853496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/4030989884288853496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/08/family-is-somehow-one-of-best-gifts-god.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-741111700114767255</id><published>2009-08-29T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T10:45:49.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Follow me on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://walkingdoll.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/tumblr.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I won't leave Blogger, of course. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-741111700114767255?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/741111700114767255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/741111700114767255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/08/follow-me-on-but-i-wont-leave-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-2867898405504582922</id><published>2009-08-24T14:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T14:32:02.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/CC.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ate Pj, Claudine, Erika, Charlene, Celine, Cez, Ej, Kuya Chet, Jasper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With cousins during the double birthday blowout of Kuya Chester and Charlene. Just so you know, Kuya Chet is now part of the U.S Army. Proud cousin here. :) The party was held last Saturday at the Ozeano Fusion Restaurant in Manila Ocean Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MUST LOSE SOME WEIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;PS.&lt;/span&gt; New and official watermark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-2867898405504582922?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2867898405504582922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2867898405504582922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/08/ate-pj-claudine-erika-charlene-celine.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-1946090920308352735</id><published>2009-08-20T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T21:03:43.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It has been my routine everytime I'm getting online to first check the Yahoo! headlines, my Yahoo! Mail, Plurk, Twitter, Multiply and Facebook. While I was reading the headlines of Yahoo a while ago, a news caught my attention with the title "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U.S. News' rankings of America's best colleges&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/school.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And yes, Harvard University in Massachusetts and Princeton University in New Jersey are America's best colleges of 2010. Two of the eight Ivy League schools are tied for the first place. Ranking in third is another Ivy League school which is the Yale University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what, it is really my ultimate dream to study at any of the eight Ivy League schools. I guess, it is everyone's dream but only few are privileged enough to study in those world-renowned universities. And I know that I will never have the chance to study at any of the Ivy League schools. It will remain as a dream forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, right now, I am very confused. I actually don't know what I really want to do. I've been reflecting lately and the idea of becoming a pre-school teacher suddenly popped out. I love kids ever since. Although I easily lose patience but when it comes to them, it is really a different thing. I would love to bond, teach and play with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be confused as well because I finished college with a degree in IT and yet I want to pursue a career related to child development. Even me, I really don't know what's going on my mind. Perhaps because I've been a bum for many months now. Another thing that really bothers me is the fact that I want to go to school again not to pursue a Master's Degree in IT but with a different course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do a lot of things. I want to try new things which include careers with no relation at all. I want to become a Systems Engineer (IT-related), pre-school teacher and even establish my own clothing line and restaurant. It's just that I don't know what I really want and if I wanna pursue all of those, I don't know where to start. It is really confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, I need some time to reflect on what I really want but most likely it's either becoming an IT professional or a pre-school teacher. And yes, my mom didn't like the idea of me becoming a teacher. Hehehe :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;PS.&lt;/span&gt; Twitter is addicting. Just follow me &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/cezmedina"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits from &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/"&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Edited by me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-1946090920308352735?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/1946090920308352735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/1946090920308352735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-has-been-my-routine-everytime-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-3954122752542763390</id><published>2009-08-08T22:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T22:05:27.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was away for one week but not really away, actually. I was in Las Piñas for a vacation and to tutor my two cousins, as well. Nothing much happened except for non-stop bonding and laughtrip. I had good times with Mama Lolly, Daddy Rap-rap, Ninang Carina, Reina, Celine, Claudine and Stephen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, we were in SM Mall of Asia to meet Celine's best friend. We strolled around MOA with Issa. Afterwhich, we met the rest of the guys at Racks. We went directly to Fields because Ninang Carina and Daddy Rap-rap were inquiring about the condo unit. So yeah, we just stayed there for quite a long time while hearing our stomachs producing unwanted sounds. Hahaha :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we dropped by Team Manila and Ninang Carina bought us tote bags. Thanks for that! :D We had our super late dinner at North Park. We actually arrived home at around 12am because of traffic. Hays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we first dropped by the cemetery to visit Inang, Amang and Tita Helen then off we went to Kuya Jojo's new house. It is his birthday today, by the way. He had a mini celebration. Yummy foods. :) I really had a good conversation with Ate Alex. Too bad, we went home early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I'm back in Manila. I missed my family, the place, my laptop and everything. :) Ninang Carina is actually encouraging me to extend my stay but unfortunately, I will go to Quezon City on Tuesday. And yes, they will be here on Tuesday and she was asking me if I want to go with them again. I'm still thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yxnfFl8zAg/Sn2FArm4S1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/6NUFGokkHDc/s1600-h/ls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yxnfFl8zAg/Sn2FArm4S1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/6NUFGokkHDc/s320/ls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367592577647790930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sebastian-stan.com/"&gt;Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sweet, isn't it? And yes, I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kinikilig &lt;/span&gt;again. Hahaha :) I dunno why I always get &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kilig &lt;/span&gt;whenever I see pictures of them. Perhaps, because they look so good together. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, do wish me the best of luck on Tuesday. Hope everything will be fine. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-3954122752542763390?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/3954122752542763390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/3954122752542763390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-was-away-for-one-week-but-not-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yxnfFl8zAg/Sn2FArm4S1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/6NUFGokkHDc/s72-c/ls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-7357179698953558808</id><published>2009-07-27T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T15:23:27.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since last week, I was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'm gonna post an entry to my blog" &lt;/span&gt;but whenever I face my laptop, all I get was nothing. I always have random thoughts like today. I couldn't post any sensible entry. And like any other entry I had in the past, this would probably be another random post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I'm still a bum up to now, a professional one in fact. I don't know why those headhunters haven't called me yet. Perhaps, they are just waiting for me to turn twenty years old. Oh no! I need to find a job before my birthday so I could treat my family and some friends. But then, I cannot do anything if they don't want to hire me yet. I'm still waiting without any feeling of desperation, swear! I'm still chilling here in the house because I know once I get the job I've yearning for quite a long time, I would probably be busy and may not have time to &lt;a href="http://plurk.com/walkingdoll"&gt;plurk&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/cezmedina"&gt;tweet&lt;/a&gt; and even visit my &lt;a href="http://facebook.com/walkingdoll"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; account. Haha :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And besides, many have told me that it's okay if I'm still jobless up to now given my age and also, I have spent 15 years studying. So, I really need to just chill first then go get a job once I'm ready physically, mentally and emotionally. But then again, I'm ready, promise! In all aspects, I'm ready and I'm just waiting for their calls to schedule me for exams or interviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I wanna stop blabbing about job, work, etc. because I'm getting pressured. Kuya Ojie is doing great. I'm so proud of him. We're always together eh. We attended the same schools since elementary and up to college. We're really inseparable. This is the first time that we've been apart, actually. But he actually encouraged me to apply to where he is working now but unfortunately, I couldn't since he's working in a casino, (the biggest one in the Philippines, in fact) which will open this coming August, because I'm only 19 years old and if you're gonna work in a casino, you have to be 21 years old and above. So yeah, I missed an opportunity. Did I mention that his salary is higher than what you'd expect for an entry level position? I envy him but I'm so happy for him, as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, Letran lost against San Beda by five points. It was a good game, I must say. As much as I wanted to watch it live in the arena, I really can't since no one wants to come with me. Haha :) But it was a good thing also since there was a brawl after the game. Oh well, it's always present. Nothing's new. But I hope, next time, it would be more of a clean game. It was saddening though 'cause the Knights lost against their biggest rival but they shouldn't feel that bad since they gave their very best and exerted all their efforts just to win the game. I was actually surprised with how the Knights played that day. New team. New players. New strategies. They've done great. They didn't give up and it's enough to say that the Knights are really improving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another upset happened yesterday when the UP Fighting Maroons defeated the no. 1 team in the UAAP which is the Ateneo Blue Eagles. Who would have thought? Everyone was surprised and actually, Ateneo's defeat made it to Twitter's trending topic. It was the talk of the town. They were like ranting about how Ateneo lost instead of talking about how UP won. It was funny! You know, the Blue Eagles were just too overconfident that's why they lost. It was a lucky game for the Fighting Maroons, on the other hand, since most of their 3 point shots were successful, especially Woody Co, considering that he is not a shooter. Better luck next time. But prior to that major upset, DLSU Green Archers grabbed their second win by defeating Adamson Falcons by 1 point. It was really a close game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I end up this entry, I would like to congratulate some of my friends who were able to pass the nursing board. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joyce&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maxine &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jag&lt;/span&gt;, job well done! Cheers! I'm so proud of you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;PS.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I get more texts from twitter than I do from my friends"&lt;/span&gt; -- and yes, tinamaan ako!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-7357179698953558808?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/7357179698953558808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/7357179698953558808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/07/since-last-week-i-was-like-im-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-3600155100510722100</id><published>2009-07-16T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T22:18:48.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 216px; height: 323px;" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/normal_ggset001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/normal_ggset004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sebastian-stan.com/"&gt;Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sebastian Stan and Leighton Meester are burning HOT! :) He's simple, she's sexy! I love them both. I am really excited for Gossip Girl Season 3. I really cannot wait to see Blair Waldorf and Carter Baizen again though they have different love interests in the series. This couple really looks perfect, for me. He's one of my forever celebrity crushes and she's one of my fashion icons that I will always look up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-3600155100510722100?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/3600155100510722100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/3600155100510722100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/07/credit-sebastian-stan-and-leighton.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-4481568027669565612</id><published>2009-07-13T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T20:18:55.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, I'll be getting random again this time. As usual, nothing new about me. I'm still a useless individual here in the house. I'm sick of being a bum but what can I do? Thanks to the cyberworld which keeps giving sense to my nonsense life for how many months now. Though, it is sickening at times. But then again, this has become my life after graduation. I can't go out, watch movie and shop for the main reason that I have no money to suffice my luxuries in life. My savings are slowly vanishing away and the remaining money I have is kept on my pink wallet for emergency purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy because my cousins are doing great in their respective field like Kuya Wawie found a job already in a company located in Makati, Elaize has also gotten a job in one of the best banks in the country, Kuya Ojie has finally landed a good job somewhere in Parañaque (and I envy him) while Kuya Paulo, on the other hand, is continuing his education at PLM taking a Med course. I'm the only one left unemployed and I'm getting all the pressure now. It seems like they're just waiting for me to finally land a good job one of these days. It's quite irritating though because they're just giving me a lot of pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I got their point that they just want me to become busy again so I won't be bored here in the house. But finding a job is not as easy as decades ago especially now that we're experiencing global recession. Companies, instead of hiring, are laying off employees. I'm applying online. It's just that I'm still not getting any feedback or call from any headhunter. But I'm still full of hope, there's no way I'm gonna be hopeless and desperate. I'm too young. I'm 19, turning 20 in a few months, and sometimes, I'm thinking that because of my age, they don't wish to hire me yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am extremely happy also because a close friend has finally found a job. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I find it really sweet when he informed me first about the good news before anyone else (including his mom)&lt;/span&gt;. Like me, he really wants to find a job right away though he needs it more - given his age. And when he texted me about it, I couldn't be any happier. He told me that he might ask the HR if there is still available position for me. Sweet, isn't it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly, I will be watching Harry Potter in the cinema with friends this coming Friday but my cute little cousin asked me to be with them as they watch the movie which I really could not turn down. I might be watching the movie with them this coming Saturday. Hopefully, it will push through because I really want to watch the Harry Potter in the movie house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I watched an NCAA game on TV this afternoon between Letran and Mapua where the prior prevailed over the latter. It is really nice seeing the guys playing well like they used to. It got me quite nostalgic because I missed watching the games in the arena. I missed cheering for my Alma Mater, screaming and inspiring the Knights. I hope to do those things again in the future. One more thing, Kevin Alas is really a prized possession for the Knights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random again, I told you. I hope and pray that I will be able to land a better, if not the best, job pretty soon. I'm really missing the busy life. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-4481568027669565612?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/4481568027669565612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/4481568027669565612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-ill-be-getting-random-again-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-4889687548105241986</id><published>2009-07-06T14:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T15:15:04.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/livinglegend_1280x800.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://atptennis.com/"&gt;Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Roger Federer is Wimbledon 2009 Champion. No doubt, he's the greatest tennis player of all time. He just won his 15th Grand Slam title outnumbering Pete Sampras' and his record of 14. He's back on top where he truly belongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"He was a legend and now he's an icon." -Pete Sampras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;15 Grand Slam titles and still counting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;PS.&lt;/span&gt; Please lead me to where he is. Dang that crazy dream! Hahahaha ;))&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-4889687548105241986?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/4889687548105241986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/4889687548105241986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/07/credit-roger-federer-is-wimbledon-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-5259334088950100849</id><published>2009-07-05T15:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T16:49:46.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before anything else, I wanna say that I am in love with Chris Daughtry's version of Poker Face, Kris Allen's version of Heartless and No Boundaries and FM Static's Tonight. Last Song Syndrome, as in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wimby Finals later and I really cannot wait. It will be between Roger Federer and Andy Roddick. I admit, I was really surprised when I knew that Roddick defeated Andy Murray for the last final slot. I never thought, super. But then, it happened and again, it will be some sort of rematch. Both players are playing great and I guess, whoever wins, deserves the title. Though, I'm very much vocal that I am still rooting for Roger Federer. Well, he's my idol and I'm one of his fans. He's the greatest tennis player ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Serena Williams won the Wimby title for the Women's division by defeating her sister Venus Williams. I'm not a fan of them so I really don't care that much. Maria Sharapova will always be my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have a super crazy yet funny dream last night. This is the first time that a dream has really stuck in my mind and never wanted to fizzle out. It just so happens that up to this very moment, I'm still &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kinikilig&lt;/span&gt;. Hahaha :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't want to detail out what my dream was but the most unforgettable thing about it is the guy. I was walking when he suddenly smiled at me and said hi. I smiled and said hi also. But upon hearing him say "Hey babe!" I was pissed and just passed him by. I actually joked myself upon waking up that even in my dream, I am still &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suplada&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy is really good looking, scratch that part, handsome. He has the fair complexion, chinky eyes and a pair of dimples. I just cannot forget about him. Another thing, I haven't seen him in real life. There's a saying that if the image of the person in your dream is clear, meaning, you've met that person already. But in my case, the image of the person was really clear and up to now, he's still circling around my mind and I haven't met him nor crossed paths with him. I really haven't seen him, as in. Strange, super!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what to feel but all I can say I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kinikilig talaga&lt;/span&gt;. This is the first time that I had a dream like that and the first time I felt this kind of feeling. So weird! I wanna meet that person. I know his face, it's very clear. If one day, our paths will suddenly cross, I would probably recognize him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to believe in what they say as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soulmate &lt;/span&gt;but if he really is my soulmate, I would really search for him. Hahaha :) But then, I do hope that someday, I will finally meet the guy in my strange dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;PS.&lt;/span&gt; Is he my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Right&lt;/span&gt; slash &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The One&lt;/span&gt;? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-5259334088950100849?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/5259334088950100849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/5259334088950100849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/07/before-anything-else-i-wanna-say-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-919032542544948809</id><published>2009-07-03T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T23:18:44.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t90dFkM9acg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t90dFkM9acg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just want to share Chris Daughtry's version of Lady Gaga's Poker Face. I'm following Chris on Twitter and he tweeted something regarding it and I got so curious as to how he nailed the song. It was the acoustic slash rock version of the song. I was totally impressed and amazed on how he rocked it. For me, it was the better version. No offense to Lady Gaga's fans, I like her version but I love Daughtry's version. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, up until today, I still don't have a job. Yeah, no headhunter is calling me and I am already pissed. Like I've been waiting for quite a long time and I have passed my resume to a number of companies. And when I say a number, a huge one. But still, I'm gonna wait until I'm tired of it. If the time comes that I'm already tired of waiting, I have no choice but to follow my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this afternoon, a headhunter called me and I was so surprised. He told me that they were in a rush and they needed to fill up the remaining slots. I'm quite interested but the position they are looking for is a Mainframe Programmer (Java, SQL and such). As if I'm good at it though I have a background of Programming, specifically Visual Basic .NET and Java. But then again, it's SQL and I haven't learned anything from my SQL professor before except for the basic codes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And besides, the guy was really hurrying that I was really not prepared in such a way that I haven't taken a bath that time. It was around 2pm when the guy called, by the way. He kept on persuading me by telling me that he called many applicants already and most of them turned the offer down plus he also told me that I'm not that far from their office. Their office is located in Makati, along Chino Roces and Gil Puyat Avenue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just told him that I will just think about it. That was the only reply I could give that moment because first, I am not a programmer and second, I wasn't prepared. He just promised me that they will keep in touch with me when there is a job opening related to my specialization. I just hope they will. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*fingers crossed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon ending the call, I had a quick reflection with how I responded to the guy on the other line. There was a part of me that regrets the fact that I turned it down because I believe it is one heck of a good opportunity. The company is a big one but I don't wanna detail more and I won't even give the name. But then, a part of me tells me that I somehow did the right thing because as far as I am concerned, I am really not good in Java Programming though I quite excelled in that subject. Even though there will be a training for that, still, I am not ready for a career shift. I'm still on the technical slash networking side. I'm afraid that I can't make it to their expectations on me. And besides, during the time that they called me, I haven't taken a bath. If I will accept their offer, I need to be in their office at 3:30pm. I calculated the time that I will spend preparing and how long it will take me to their office. I realized I did the right thing because if ever, I will be late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I missed a great opportunity again and I actually hate the feeling of regret but what will I do. I tried my very best to clear my mind and even encouraged myself but I guess, it wasn't the job for me. How I wish a better opportunity will soon come. I know in God's time but I do hope it will not take too long. I'm bored and staying all day long doing the same thing is sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really crossing my fingers for that great opportunity and I am really asking our God Almighty to help me find the perfect job to which I will be happy and contented, where I can grow and continue to learn. I am still not desperate though but I don't want to come to the point of desperation. I'm hoping and praying that the opportunity I'm asking for will come pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wimby Update:&lt;/span&gt; Federer versus Haas; Murray versus Roddick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NBA Update:&lt;/span&gt; AI's comeback (I love his tweet I read this morning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Movie Update: &lt;/span&gt;Funny People starring Adam Sandler and others plus Eminem has a cameo role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;PS.&lt;/span&gt; I am really crushing on&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Joel Madden&lt;/span&gt;. He is effin' hot! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-919032542544948809?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/919032542544948809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/919032542544948809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-just-want-to-share-chris-daughtrys.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-5743393571992801597</id><published>2009-06-27T14:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T16:53:24.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/transformers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.transformers-movie-buzz.com/featured/852/high-res-revenge-of-the-fallen-standee-art.html"&gt;Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had fun last night, super! When the buzz about the sequel of the Transformers has come out months ago, I promised to myself that I would watch that film in the movie house no matter what. It's not only about Shia and Megan but also about BUMBLEBEE! :) I got more excited when the trailer of Transformers II: Revenge of the Fallen has come out all over the internet and even on television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why, when a friend invited me to watch the movie, I said yes right away. And yes, we were only three last night who watched it but we had a whole lot of fun. We did enjoy the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Caloocan first to drop off the kids - Camille and Cha. I stayed there for a couple of hours waiting for their parents to arrive. Afterwhich, Daddy Cesar walked me to the bus stop, where I could ride a bus going to SM North Edsa. By the way, we watched at Trinoma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kam and Ian were already there, falling in line to buy tickets for the three of us. I went all the way up to the Cinemas and bewildered with the huge crowd. The lines were really long and I couldn't see my companions. They were all buying tickets for the movie Transformers. It was really jampacked. I quite expected that though but not that huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate first since the scheduled time was at 10:30pm. It was my first time to watch a movie in a movie house that late. We had no choice but to grab it. The seats in the earlier time were all occupied already and if there were unoccupied seats, it was located on different areas. It was dinnertime so even the food chains were full of people. We went to the foodcourt and just waited for a table to be vacated. We were just chit-chatting and laughing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was around 10pm when we decided to go directly up the cinemas. We were just checking out some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;coming soon&lt;/span&gt; movies like Harry Potter, New Moon, Up and many more. When we entered the cinema, it was close to being full already. Good thing, Kam chose a good place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two thumbs up! The movie was really great and I predict that there would be Transformers III. I can't wait for that. Megan Foxx is super hot and Shia too. Bumblebee is really cute plus I thought Optimus Prime would die. Good thing, he didn't. The effects were superb. Comedy plus action-packed film directed by Michael Bay. Job well done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie ended at around 1pm. Kam was fetched by a friend while me and Ian took a cab. It was so tiring but absolutely fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I rise, you fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt; - Optimus Prime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Give me your face."&lt;/span&gt; - Optimus Prime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-5743393571992801597?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/5743393571992801597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/5743393571992801597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/06/credit-i-had-fun-last-night-super-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-3112815320273761616</id><published>2009-06-21T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T19:26:43.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/Wimbledon2009-final-pack.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Wimbledon 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;June 22, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No Rafael Nadal. He won't be able to defend his title while Roger Federer, on the other hand, is set to reclaim the Wimbledon title. This is another exciting tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I am busy looking for jobs and waiting for the calls from the employers, I would just enjoy watching the games. But then, I need a job asap because my remaining money isn't enough to suffice my needs. Hopefully, I will be hired by July. Please, pretty please. I'm really crossing my fingers to it. And besides, I'm fed up of being a bum. I'm just doing the same activities everyday and I'm getting sick of it. So yeah, I'm truly missing the busy days and my student life. I might go back. But for now, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;work-slash-job is all I really need&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-3112815320273761616?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/3112815320273761616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/3112815320273761616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/06/wimbledon-2009-june-22-2009-no-rafael.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-7608291454350693771</id><published>2009-06-18T15:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T15:06:42.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/n68249753330_7665.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/"&gt;Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NCAA Season 85 at the Araneta Coliseum on the 27th of the month, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Winning Drive @85"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Arriba &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Letran!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-7608291454350693771?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/7608291454350693771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/7608291454350693771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/06/ncaa-season-85-at-araneta-coliseum-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-344405805986687568</id><published>2009-06-15T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T19:15:15.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First and foremost, I wanna congratulate the Los Angeles Lakers for being this year's NBA Champions. I guess, you deserve it though I am very vocal that I'm more of a Orlando Magic fan. So yeah, the series was good though I failed to watch Game 6. Stupid me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, I decided to go to &lt;a href="http://www.letran.edu/"&gt;Letran&lt;/a&gt; to get my diploma and graduation pictures. Today, also, is the first day of classes in Letran that's why I wasn't surprised to see students everywhere. I was informed ahead of time by Ian that the body temperature will be checked before entering the institution because he went to Letran also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I arrived, a slip was given to me by the guard. I had to fill it up and let the nurses check my body temperature. After being cleared, I was already allowed to enter the campus and let my slip be stamped. They were asking for my registration form but since I am no longer a student (*insert a sad face here*), I told them that I'm an alumnae. The guy stamped a "clear" mark on my slip and I was already allowed to roam around the campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first week, students are allowed to enter even though they are not wearing the Letran uniform so I saw lot of students in their civilian clothing. While I was taking a glimpse at the Registrar's Office, I saw &lt;a href="http://untiedballoons.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jam&lt;/a&gt;, rather, Jam saw me. We talked for a while. Happy to know that she's with her friends this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I saw a long line in the Registrar's Office, I decided to drop by ICRO first. I saw some students staring at me and I don't know why. :) When I entered the office, I was surprised to see Ian entering the office too. He got his diploma first. I love my graduation pictures. Hahaha :D The one in toga was put into a frame. I wanna display it in my room replacing my high school graduation picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich, Ian accompanied me to the Registrar's Office to get my diploma. The line wasn't really long but the woman in front of the line was the one who took a long time talking to the one's in charge in the Registrar. I don't know what they were talking about but I admit, I was quite pissed. Good thing, Ian was there. I have someone to talk to and share stories with. I'm happy because he stayed there even though he already got what he needs to get. It took me around 30 minutes before I finally claimed my diploma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We already went out and waited for Kit because I ordered Letran shirts from him. We waited for around 15 minutes then we went home. Good thing, Ian was really heading there though we didn't talk at all about it. It's just that when I texted some of my friends this morning, he was the only person who replied and told me that he was on his way to Letran. So yeah, we shared a lot of stories as if we didn't see each other for a long time. Hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I really wanna work na. Please help me find a job. And one more thing, I'm gaining weight already and I don't know what to do so I could lose weight. Please do help me find ways to lose some weight. Hahaha :) Thanks! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-344405805986687568?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/344405805986687568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/344405805986687568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-and-foremost-i-wanna-congratulate.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-6411768933670875542</id><published>2009-06-10T15:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T19:40:54.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/47420393.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/HedoDwightlaughADB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/RaferAlstondriveFM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/howard4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/magiclakers5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally, Orlando Magic came back with a vengeance. Howard, Turkoglu, Pietrus, Alston, Lewis, Lee and the rest of the Magic players and coaching staff came there to win and made a history. I was astonished and amazed with Howard's dunks and blocks, Turkoglu's plays and field goals, Pietrus' shots, Alston and Lewis' three-pointers and Lee's guarding style. It was a Rookie versus Veteran game because we all know, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;experience wise&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;age wise&lt;/span&gt;, Lakers has all the advantage. Admit it, dude! Lee did great by guarding the Lakers' main man, Kobe Bryant and preventing him from making good shots. Plus, Howard just blocked Kobe twice with Kobe making a good acting job on the second. But karma strikes as he missed his first free throw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not expecting that Orland Magic will win it all after the playoff seasons because I know Lakers is really hard to beat in relation to championship experience and for being a veteran team in the major league. But then, all I want is for them to win all the remaining games in Orlando and give Lakers good games so they won't go home with the title easily. They should make it hard for them. But then again, if Orlando Magic will win this year's Finals, I would be very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrities were also present like Ludacris, Tiger Woods, Chris Brown and Omarion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hedo Turkoglu is Love! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Credits:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="www.nba.com"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp;&amp;amp; &lt;a href="www.orlandosentinel.com"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-6411768933670875542?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/6411768933670875542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/6411768933670875542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/06/finally-orlando-magic-came-back-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-1699149409872430231</id><published>2009-06-09T15:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T15:47:38.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I never wanted to see you unhappy. I thought, you wanted the same for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/newsmlmmdb8b6c11e805f8a070cbc0133ca.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://uk.eurosport.yahoo.com/"&gt;Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/rfym2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fratellowatches.com/"&gt;Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, yeah, French Open slash Roland Garros 2009 has come to its end. Roger Federer has become this year's champion besting Soderling, who, apparently defeated Roger's nemesis and clay court king, Rafael Nadal. He also tied Pete Sampras' record of 14 Grand Slam titles, Ival Lendl's 19 Grand Slam single finals appearances and became the 6th man in the tennis history to win all the Grand Slam single titles (Australian, French, Wimbledon and US Open). He did that in just seven years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, he is the greatest tennis player ever. He is truly exceptional, versatile and destined to succeed in the tennis world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-1699149409872430231?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/1699149409872430231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/1699149409872430231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-never-wanted-to-see-you-unhappy.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-1226558068085942423</id><published>2009-06-03T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:46:56.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Do not push someone away from you 'cause if you do, she/he might find someone who will pull him/her totally from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, June 8, classes in &lt;a href="http://www.letran.edu/"&gt;Letran&lt;/a&gt; will officially start and by this time, I am no longer a student of that said institution. Know what, as of press time, I do miss my student life. I miss falling in long lines for enrollment, going back at Letran to pay for my oh so huge tuition fee and of course, going to school not just to study but to have fun with my professors and friends. I truly miss Letran and all the memories I have in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning of going back to school by enrolling into a post-graduate course. I would love to earn a Masteral Degree in IT. But I am not doing it now, perhaps, once I have already the enough money so I could send myself to school again. Letran doesn't have a post-graduate course in IT so, I only have two choices left, either &lt;a href="http://www.ateneo.edu.ph/"&gt;Ateneo&lt;/a&gt; - non-thesis or &lt;a href="http://www.dlsu.edu.ph/"&gt;La Salle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a&gt; - with thesis. But of course, I am still not sure with that because I haven't found a good job.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;I'm still a bum and I can't wait to step into the gates of a huge IT company and begin my career in the corporate world. I am still looking for a great job. Well, it is not about being choosy but it is all about the sense of contentment once you start working there. I want to grow and learn more.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;Today, I was supposed to go to Letran to get my graduation pictures and diploma but unfortunately, it rained. So, I guess, I have to try tomorrow. I hope I could see Mr. Sunshine tomorrow. But I am starting to love the rain. :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;Since, I am a full time bum, I kill my time and ease my boredom by going online and watching television. And because of that, I am now hook and a fan of Boys over Flowers - Korean' version of Meteor Garden. Just so you know, I am an avid fan of the original version and I so love Dao Ming Si and Hua Ze Lei. I also believe that it is and will always be the best version. Though Korea's BOF is still amusing. I find all the characters cute most especially, Woo Bin aka Kim Joon.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/n51167106462_1854722_4039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For me, he is the cutest and most gorgeous out of the four though Kim Bum has the cutest smile. Most of you won't agree to me because I know you all adore Kim Bum but at least, only few likes Kim Joon and it's an advantage. He is a member of a Kpop group named T-max. He is a rapper and a dancer, as well. BOF is his first acting experience. Did I mention that he looks like a doll? And many have noticed that he looks like Korea's most handsome actor. Gorgeous, much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/datewithdestiny_278.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://espn.go.com/tennis/"&gt;Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To let you know, I am a frustrated tennis player. But I really love the game so much. Maria Sharapova got ousted so the only bet I've got now is Roger Federer. I do hope and pray that he'll be able to grab his first Roland Garros title. After all, Rafael Nadal has just beaten by Soderling and Novak was out of the game, as well. *fingers-crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/kobedwight.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://globalgrind.com/content/684165/NBA-FINALS-2009SUPERMAN-VS-THE-BLACK-MAMBA/"&gt;Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Friday, Superman will meet The Black Mamba. NBA Finals will finally start. I wish Orlando Magic the best of luck. Everyone anticipated a The King-The Black Mamba match-up so who would have thought that Superman will make it to the finals? I think it's quite a mismatch but I hope they will give them a better, if not the best, game. I predict that LA Lakers will be this year's champs but I am still rooting for the Orlando Magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, it is all random post. It's just the result of my boredom. Oh my! My first job, I'm waiting for you. I need you now. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-1226558068085942423?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/1226558068085942423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/1226558068085942423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/06/do-not-push-someone-away-from-you-cause.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-1572031881414228260</id><published>2009-05-30T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T14:12:36.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Knowing that you've been loved by someone makes every morning worth getting up for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so fed up with doing the same routine everyday but I don't have the right to change it or what. Why? You wanna know why? Well, I'm still a bum up to this very moment. And now, I am a professional bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been two months (almost, actually) since my graduation day and up to now, I haven't found a job. No, it's not about being lazy but it is just really difficult to find a job nowadays due to the financial meltdown and most IT companies require a minimum of one year experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to enter the field of call center. I'm neither against the type of business nor the agents but it's not the job I want. Receiving calls from clients is not the type of job suited for me. And besides, I don't wanna risk my health for the sake of money or work. Plus, I know I can't work on a graveyard shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I badly want a job now. I have been applying online since April and only got a few calls. I have attended exams and interviews and yet, I haven't received any calls coming from them regarding my application. Many have told me to wait because it is still too early. That is what I am doing now - waiting for nothing. But then, I'm still applying. It's kinda frustrating because some of my friends and batchmates have their respective jobs already and working on some reputable companies while me, still unemployed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have applied on one of the best companies here. I passed the phone interview and took the exam but until now I haven't received any calls coming from them. Know what, that company is my dream workplace. When I first stepped into their office, the feeling was really different - a feeling that I haven't felt on other companies I went to. And I said to myself, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I really wanna work here&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep on praying that God would allow me to work there. It is the company I would love to work with. I hope God would answer my prayers. It will really mean a lot to me. And guys, please do pray that the company I am talking about will hire me real soon. It's my dream company, swear. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am quite pissed for the defeat of the Denver Nuggets just this morning. They were defeated by the Los Angeles Lakers with a 4-2 playoffs record. I'm friggin' sad because I am an anti-Kobe ever since. :) But then, I still have Orlando Magic on the other side, still fighting to win the Eastern Conference Finals over the Cleveland Cavaliers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/nba_g_turkoglu1_sw_576-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://assets.espn.go.com/"&gt;Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am not a Magic fan ever since not until I watched how great Hedo Turkoglu in shooting. I am always attracted to guys who play Basketball well, most especially, shooters, point and shooting guards. And Dwight Howard is cool, as well. Orlando Magic, I think, is the coolest team in the NBA. I hope they will be this year's champ 'cause I know how hungry and thirsty they are for the crown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I have read this news in &lt;a href="http://new.music.yahoo.com/blogs/chart_watch/34074/chart-watch-extra-the-top-20-album-sellers-of-the-2000s"&gt;Yahoo!&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/eminem.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://new.music.yahoo.com/eminem/photos/#id=1"&gt;Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Eminem, who was born 2-1/2 years after the Beatles broke up, is the only artist who has sold more albums in this decade than the fabled foursome. Eminem's new album Relapse sold 608,000 copies this week, lengthening his lead as the artist who has sold the most albums in the 2000s. The rap superstar has sold 31,127,000 albums since the first week of January 2000. In second place: The Beatles, who have sold 27,591,000 albums in the same period. (That's not bad for a group that broke up in 1970.) The Beatles have done better in this decade relative to the competition than they did in the ‘90s, when they were the #5 album-selling act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eminem, 31,127,000. First charted: 1999. Eminem, 36, is the top male artist and the top rap artist so far in this decade. His 2000 album The Marshall Mathers LP is his best-seller. It has sold 10,178,000 copies."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let you know, I am a big fan of the White Rapper, Eminem. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-1572031881414228260?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/1572031881414228260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/1572031881414228260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/05/knowing-that-youve-been-loved-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-5148469492366648493</id><published>2009-05-25T13:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T14:47:25.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I'm not saying that I'm in love, I'm just saying that lately, he's all I think about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I am too lazy to create an entry, I will just share some pictures of me, being part of a Santacruzan. It was also a celebration of the Anniversary of Sto. Niño and birthday of my cousin, Kuya Roy. I'll do a post next time. Now, pictures galore muna. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/two.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reina, Celine, Cez and Camille&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/three.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Camille, Cez, Celine, Reina, Zachee and Erika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/one.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cez and Kuya Roy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Multiply Updates:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://walkingdoll.multiply.com/photos/album/176/176"&gt;One&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://walkingdoll.multiply.com/photos/album/177"&gt;Two&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://walkingdoll.multiply.com/photos/album/178"&gt;Three&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;By the way, pictures are for contacts only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-5148469492366648493?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/5148469492366648493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/5148469492366648493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-not-saying-that-im-in-love-im-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-6941828066114377857</id><published>2009-05-17T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T16:45:29.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;There are a lot of people who call you by your name. But there is only one person who can make it sounds so special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/cook2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/c0ok.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, indeed. I was able to watch the much awaited concert of the year - Davids Live in Manila. It was really the concert that I have been waiting for a long time. I really can't afford to miss the opportunity of seeing David Cook in person and hear him sing live. I have been wanting for this event to come and yeah, it did happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have no plans of buying any ticket at all because I know Kuya Ome, my cousin, would be there as part of the security. Just so you know, he is also part of the security of some famous bars in the country namely Embassy, Prince of Jaipur, Ascend, Temple Bar and such. When I first heard of the concert, I immediately asked my mom to text Kuya Ome regarding the concert 'cause I really know he will be there and I'm so right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a David Cook fan since day one of American Idol and I am really impressed about his performances every week until he was named as the American Idol. I have downloaded all the songs included in his first and second-slash-major album. Aside from having that beautiful face, I also love his cool smile which mesmerizes me everytime I look at him on TV or Internet. His smile is really captivating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I knew he had a mall tour in SM North Edsa, I might have a picture of him with me. Kuya Ome told me that some of his bouncer friends were there as part of the security and he could let me have a picture of DC. Oh! I just missed a great opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning, I was like undecided if I'll be going to Mall of Asia to watch or not. The reason was because Kuya Ome still didn't know by that time if he could let us in. I've been reflecting and thinking that if I will go there and he couldn't let us in, it will be a big disappointment for me but if I will not go and yet there will be sure spots for us, I will surely miss a lot. My mom called my cousin telling him that I will not come anymore but he said that we should because he will do his best for us to be able to watch the concert. Yeah, we went there and I was truly excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went there with Ej and Jasper. We arrived at around 6:30 and we went directly to the backstage as instructed by my cousin. We, three, were super excited to see the two Davids perform on the stage. We may haven't had the seats but standing there for quite a long time was indeed worth it. We watched first the fireworks display. Ate Meryll arrived followed by his brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 8:30 when the concert started. David Archuleta performed first and everyone was screaming at the top of their lungs. He was cool. He did great. I never thought that he performs better during live than on TV. He was smiling all the time. He sang songs from his album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After DA, we waited for a couple of minutes because they were fixing the stage for DC. We watched first a 15-minute fireworks display as part of the event. And then, the next part started. The intro of The World I Know was played with David Cook rising up from below. I hope you can picture out what I am talking about. Anyway, he nailed the first song so as to the rest of the songs he sang. He greeted everyone "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Magandang Gabi!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Cook was really amazing, great, superb, terrific, one of a kind, unbelievable, excellent, outstanding, marvelous, tremendous, exceptional and in fact, words are not enough to describe how great he was that night. He showed that he is indeed the American Idol. I just can't help but smile to the fact that David Cook was really in front of me, singing and performing. It was really incredible. He rocked it. Everyone was hyper and screaming out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the Filipino words he said aside from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Magandang Gabi &lt;/span&gt;were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mabuhay &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Salamat Po&lt;/span&gt;. And it was funny because he also said "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Salamat Po so much&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the concert, we felt how tiresome it was. Our knees, legs and thighs were aching. I really can't believe that I watched their concert. I had an amazing night, as in. I hope David Cook will come back here and perform again. And if that day happens, I will surely buy the most expensive ticket just to watch him again perform live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures and videos will be uploaded in my &lt;a href="http://walkingdoll.multiply.com/"&gt;Multiply&lt;/a&gt;. Just check it out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-6941828066114377857?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/6941828066114377857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/6941828066114377857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/05/there-are-lot-of-people-who-call-you-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-3616561852341850845</id><published>2009-05-04T20:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:50:59.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;You must feel sorry for those who broke your heart because one day they will just wake up and realize they had the world but they let it go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few weeks, rather months, I have been dealing with the certain gap or conflict that our crew has encountering. This is not the first time that our friendship has been tested but I know, for sure, that this is the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the early years of our college life, we were really inseparable. We wanted to do things together, hang out together and they even persuaded the other members of the crew, including me, to join them on every activity that they planned to do. That was the peak of the beautiful friendship we built since first year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really overwhelming that even though some of the crew chose a different specialization and that we haven't gotten the chance to see each other more often, still the friendship is there, alive and kicking. Text messages were the only bridges for us to communicate especially during semestral and summer vacations. We maintained it and despite the distance, we were able to nurture our friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached our junior year, we became closer than ever. It was actually the most enjoying year of the Chillax Crew, I must say. We shared a lot. We used to do things together. We hanged out often. We bonded like hell even after dismissal. We stayed late and went to different places just to be with each other and enjoyed every minute together. It was fun. We were all happy. I've gotten the chance to become close to everybody and the feeling was really different. I've come to know the real them and I am so glad with it. They taught me a lot of things that I could never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought our friendship is long lasting. I thought it will stand the test of time and that it will continue to grow despite the fact that we will barely see each other. But I guess, I was wrong. Totally wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The start of our Senior year was also the beginning of the conflict, of the problem, of the worst scenarios ever. I must admit, the year started out very good until something happened. It brought a lot of problems. And I felt that it was the time that our friendship was starting to fall apart. You know it was hard because I've become really close to every one of them and I just can't choose on who I want to be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then not all things are meant to last forever. There are things that you have to let go even though you want to hold on until you can. You just can't force them to do something that they don't want to do. That's a desperate move. Though we tried to fix every single problem, every single conflict, still, nothing changed. We tried really hard. But it was too tough. We have never been completed since then. In short, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laging may kulang&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that everything will be back to normal after Retreat but it didn't. Still, they've made it worst. I don't know, maybe, they are all fed up seeing the same faces everyday. Our friendship is tearing apart. It's all broken and damaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On every text message that we sent, no one wanted to reply. On every invitation that we gave, no one is interested to come. I guess, this is the end. Or maybe, a beginning of a beautiful friendship with my F4. I have never been one of the boys not until they catch me when the rest of the world left me. It was unbelievable. I never expected that we will be this close and that I will be able to share to them everything including my problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I have been really nice to everybody. If only I could give them everything I have, I will. I let them see the generous part of me. I may not be a perfect friend, but still, I tried to be. Perhaps, I talked behind their backs but eventually, I realized my mistake. I've never bullshitted them. I've never traded them unlike what they are doing now. I've never searched for their replacement. I even tried to make this friendship work even though it is impossible. I tried my best, I really tried but they never appreciated it. They have never seen my worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What now? Am I a suspect? Am I the one to blame? Do they hate me? Or are they just jealous for the all out attention given by my F4 to me? Oh well, I don't want to think that they are jealous or insecure but I can't help. After all, they are letting me see their true colors, their real persona. So what if they don't talk to me, if they talk behind me, if they hate me? I have real friends beside me who chose to stay with me than to bullshit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, I don't hate them for that. They have become my close friends. I have wonderful memories with them that will be cherished no matter what. Hating them is the least thing that I can do and I won't do it just because they are treating me like this. No, it's not me. I still love them despite the attitude that they are showing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I can finally say, Chillax Crew is gone. It fell apart. It was ruined and will never be whole again. Some of the parts are missing. It's too impossible to bring it back again. Forgetting is somehow a solution for them, avoiding us is what they do but I don't think I could forget them. After all, they have been nice to me before. That was before. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No more Chillax Crew&lt;/span&gt;. No more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People come and go so choose those who are willing to stay. How I wish my F4 (Ian, Niko, Rex and Marco), Dyei and Eunice are more than willing to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-3616561852341850845?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/3616561852341850845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/3616561852341850845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-must-feel-sorry-for-those-who-broke.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-2244367128890679887</id><published>2009-04-24T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T19:18:53.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;If everybody deserves a second chance, would it mean we also have the freedom to waste the first one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has happened to me during the past weeks. It has been really tough not only to me but also to my family. We have encountered something that tested our relationship as a family. My grandmother (my dad's mom) passed away last week and it was really hard for the entire Medina clan to accept that fact at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were there when she was struggling in the hospital. I saw her face with an oxygen and another tube which was the passage way of her foods and drinks. I saw how she terribly eased all the pain with everything that had been injected to her body. We all witnessed how God took her breathe away little by little. It was hard and painful. We were all bursting into tears. It was a moment when everyone had to comfort each other. We were mourning. We were grieving. We saw everything right to our very eyes that entire scenario when my grandmother was trying to fight for her life up to the moment that her entire face was getting paler and paler and up to the time that we lost her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we all accepted the fact that she is now in Heaven beside our God the Father. I know she's happy now that she has already found peace. I know that she's always there, watching and guiding us. I just hope that we all made her happy and proud during her 84 years of existence into this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated Kuya Ojie's Birthday last Monday with a simple gathering in the house. He invited some relatives and college friends. We set aside the feeling of sadness due to the lost of our grandma because we all know that she wants us to be happy and not mourning. We made fun of each other. We had an awards night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a drinking session of course. Supposedly, I won't be drinking because I have a Certification Exam the next day but then, it was a request coming from the birthday boy. I couldn't refuse it. I love my super cousin to bits. Yeah, I drank my first bottle and I was planning not to drink after that. But then, another bottle was given to me so I had no choice. They were making fun of me by telling me that I was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lasing &lt;/span&gt;already and that I could walk straight no more. But they were all wrong. I was all good by then and I wasn't really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lasing&lt;/span&gt;. I knew what I was doing and everything was still clear. What I did was to jive with them acting like I was drank and that I was already dizzy. I went home early (around 11.30pm) leaving some of my cousins because I had to prepare for tomorrow's exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday was the day for our third certification exam. I was nervous because I wasn't prepared and I didn't review that much. I met up with some friends in Buendia then we all went to MisNet. I took the exam and it was really nerve-wracking. Of all the three exams that we have taken, the third one was the most difficult of all. But then, God was really great because He helped me pass the exam. I wasn't expecting that result. Though I was close to failure. If ever I answered two questions incorrectly, I, for sure, failed it. It was really a day of blessing because that same day was raining really hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home with Niko and Ian. We, three, bonded in 7-11 near the place since it was raining. We were just fooling around. Afterwhich, we decided to go home with Ian taking the MRT because he was heading to Marikina. Niko and I rode a bus going to Buendia then rode a cab. It was a bit traffic due to rain and some areas were disturbed by the flood. Niko took the LRT when we reached Tayuman and I let the cab dropped me in front of our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a bum up to now and I hate it big time. I should have searched for a job already. I just started today. But I will have an interview in ChinaBank on Monday. Please do pray that the outcome will be great. I don't actually intend to work in a bank but if they will give me a position that I will surely love, why not accept it, right? But for now, I'm still rooting for a job that will let me showcase what I have learned in school (if there's any. :P). I have submitted my resume online to some companies and hoping from  calls coming from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is actually the celebration of Ian's birthday and graduation. I should have been there if only Niko is not heading to Pampanga right this very moment. Errrr. Another birthday celebration of my super partner that I failed to attend. OMG. I was looking for a company the whole day so I could be there but I guess, no one is interested to come. Too bad. I'm getting sadder and sadder whenever I think that Chillax Crew is breaking apart. I don't know. Perhaps, we're already fed up with each other. Oh well. I'm still loyal to my F4 no matter what. I texted Ian already and got no reply. I hope he's not mad and that he would still text me after this day. Sorry Ian. I looked for all the possible ways but still, I will not make it to your celebration. I will make it up to you next time and that's a promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be another party to attend. It is a swimming party to celebrate the birthday of my uncle. It will be held in a private pool in Las Piñas. It will be another terrific bonding moment with the family. I know for sure that it would be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do pray for my interview on Monday that I will do great and that it will be successful. And also, do pray that the outing of the crew will push through even though we're only few. I'm still looking forward to that. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-2244367128890679887?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2244367128890679887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2244367128890679887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-everybody-deserves-second-chance.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-7642809089339311272</id><published>2009-04-10T21:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T21:13:03.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Never give up on love, you never know when you might get a second chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/swimming2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last April 6 was the celebration of Tita Tessie's 65th Birthday. We had a swimming party at somewhere in Parañaque. The place is really cool, perfect for intimate family gathering. It is a private pool, by the way. It was a surprise party organized by Tita Tessie's two daughters and their respective husbands. I was waiting for this event because I couldn't wait to hit the pool. I enjoyed the entire day with some of my relatives. It was a bonding time for us, most especially, my cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/SB2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last April 8, I was supposed to have an exam in Chinabank at eight o'clock in the morning. The venue was in Makati and supposedly, my dad, mom and brother would accompany me there since I am not familiar with Makati though I have been there for how many times already. We waited for a cab. It took us a lot of time and yet, we couldn't find one. So I decided not to go anymore. My mom was really pissed. I know, it was my fault. I was the one who canceled it. I just texted the one who called me and asked her to just re-sched my exam and fortunately, she agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We just decided to take our breakfast at MXT Tea House in Sta. Cruz. We ate &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lugaw&lt;/span&gt;, pork siomai, sharksfin and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siopao&lt;/span&gt;. Afterwhich, we went directly to SM San Lazaro. It was still early and the mall was still close. Good thing, Starbucks was open and we decided to stay there and have some coffee. We were the first set of customers. Dad and mom ordered brewed coffees, I ordered an Iced Caffe Mocha and my brother ordered a Mocha Frap. We were just laughing around. We were also finalizing the Subic Trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When the mall opened, we strolled for a little while. Dad bought my brother a pair of shoes in Artwork and he also bought me a pair of sandals in Von Dutch. Then, we were off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/subic2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, we went to Subic. We met up with Kuya Jojo at Shakey's-Monumento. We had a long drive from Manila to Subic but was absolutely fun. We watched movies of Julia Roberts since it was the only DVD Kuya Jojo had in his car. We went there to visit the fish pond owned by the Medina Family. It was my first time there and I was surprised with how huge the pond is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They prepared lots of sumptuous foods for us and everything was seafood. From fishes to crabs to shrimps, just name it. And they were all delicious. We were there, relaxing and feeling the fresh air that we don't have here in the city. Picture taking was, as always, present. We watched them catch fishes in the pond. It was so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home at night. Indeed, it was really a fun trip. I will surely go back there. I will drop by Zoobic Safari and Ocean Adventure and that's for sure. Probably, this year also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* I wanna hit the beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* I badly want to watch Fast and Furious in the big screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* I wanna see David Cook's concert on o5.16 with a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* I really need to look for a job already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* I still need to finish pending tasks given to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* I wanna go shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pics in my &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://walkingdoll.multiply.com/"&gt;Multiply&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-7642809089339311272?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/7642809089339311272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/7642809089339311272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/04/never-give-up-on-love-you-never-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-1447200379392950020</id><published>2009-04-04T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T15:12:47.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;There’s nothing wrong in showing you care for someone, what’s wrong is expecting him to do the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/grad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a dream come true for all of us. It was a momentous event that we will never forget. It was a gracious occasion that everyone celebrated. It was a moment of joy and sadness. It was the much awaited event in our lives, our Graduation Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After how many years of being cared and cradled by our dear Alma Mater, they finally let us go with all the values they instilled and knowledge we gained all throughout our stay in our beloved Colegio de San Juan de Letran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it through. Our student life is over and bigger challenges now await us as we step towards the hardest stage of our lives and that is to face the real world. By this June, we are no longer students. We will not fall in several lines once the enrollment period started. We will not freak out about how long the process will go. We won’t be meeting our professors. We will not take quizzes, midterm and final exams. There will be no semestral breaks and summer vacations. And the worst part, no more hangouts after school and the precious time with friends will be lessened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I entered the doors of PICC yesterday with my parents, I started to feel the excitement of the idea of me, marching the aisle of the reception hall of PICC , going up the stage and letting Fr. Lana transfer my tassel. But at the same time, sadness filled the entire me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw my friends in the line as we prepared to march. The dream of ours to be able to finish our bachelor’s degree in our chosen field has finally come true. And we knew how proud our parents were as they saw us going up the stage and being declared as official graduates of the Colegio. It was fun-filled. I was extremely overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the ceremony, it was the time of picture taking with family and friends. Our smiles were not as big as you could imagine because the thought of parting ways just kept on popping out. I didn’t cry but I was lonely. I don’t want to put an end to one of the most wonderful stages of my life but I have to, we have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We parted ways as we started to leave PICC one by one. We still exchanged text messages and I let them know that our friendship doesn’t end there. It will still continue, alive and kicking no matter what. We may seldom see each other but what we have started four years ago will always be there despite the time and distance. I already insisted of a monthly lunch or dinner with the crew and I hope it will push through. We may not be complete but the idea of seeing your friends once in a while is such a good feeling. I will truly miss them, our laughing trip, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tambay &lt;/span&gt;moments in every part of Intramuros, our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kulitan&lt;/span&gt;, hangouts and our what-to-do-next moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F4&lt;/span&gt; (Ian, Niko, Rex and Marco), thanks for everything. I learned a lot from you. I never thought that we will be this close. You’re the best people ever. I won’t search for another F4.  Thanks for treating me so special all the time. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Marco&lt;/span&gt;, thanks for all the good times. It will forever be cherished. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Rex&lt;/span&gt;, thanks for being my super friend. You’ve done a lot and I truly appreciated everything. All the things I received from you will be kept forever. Don’t forget about me. I know you’ll stay in US for quite a while. Be back, ok? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Niko&lt;/span&gt;, thank you for being one of the best people I have crossed paths with. You are truly amazing and I’m always thankful for having you as a great friend. And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ian&lt;/span&gt;, thanks for always being there for me, for all the care and support, and for all the joy you continue to bring. I may not be that expressive, I hope you know that you are very special to me. Whatever we have now is something that I will treasure until my last breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thine Iced&lt;/span&gt; (Kath, Joanne, Dyei and Eunice), my sisters, thank you for everything. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Kath&lt;/span&gt;, thanks for being a good friend. We may not be that close, I know in our hearts we’re sisters. Take care of your baby. I’m always here for you. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Joanne&lt;/span&gt;, thanks for sharing your college life with me. We’ve come so far and we made it all through. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Dyei&lt;/span&gt;, thanks for being my best friend for eight years now. It has been tough for us but still our friendship remains. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Eunice&lt;/span&gt;, you are truly amazing and I am thankful to God for sending someone like you to me. I will forever be your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the rest of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chillax Crew&lt;/span&gt; (Cha, Jhen, Gian, JL, Kel, Rey, Paul and Juls), thank you for making my college life even more memorable and unforgettable. It is truly the best stage of my student life. Whatever we have shared from the time we met will always be valued. I hope to cross paths with you too soon. We have a lot to share, ok? Despite the time and distance, I know we will make it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our student life maybe over but our friendship is still there. As we grow old, it will also grow and mature and it will not be forgotten. I know it will stand the tests of time. I will miss you [always]. I love you. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-1447200379392950020?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/1447200379392950020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/1447200379392950020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/04/theres-nothing-wrong-in-showing-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-2619442749650816647</id><published>2009-03-30T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T22:41:08.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;It's better to say something direct to the point that to keep someone guessing. Because, maybe, what his/her interpretation will be different from what you want to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nineteen years ago, I have started to see how beautiful this world is. I was being loved and cared by everyone around me, most especially, my parents. They have given me everything that will make me happy. I have received all the wonderful things life can offer. I have gotten everything that I wanted. I was the cute little girl whom everyone adored, loved and admired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I started to grow, special attention was given to me. People liked me, they even loved me. I was always the favorite girl, being carried and cradled. I used to get what I wanted. I used to see all the amazing things around me. I traveled from one place to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifteen years ago, I started my pre-school year. I was enrolled in a public school. I wasn't really a regular student but considered as one. I have done well in school. I know how proud my parents were. Though I can hardly recall everything, I know how happy they were seeing me in front and being awarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourteen years ago, my mom enrolled me in a private school where I started my first grade. I was supposed to take an exam for preparatory but was given a first grade exam and fortunately, I passed it. I met my best friend. I met several friends and just trusted a few. My elementary days were absolutely fun. I have met my genuine friends which until now, I still treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight years ago, I stepped a year higher. I have started my secondary education in the same school as my elementary. This has been a special part of my student life. Several things happened, from good to bad, from happy to sad - meaning, a lot with different emotions and scenarios. I have new set of friends but I still have my elementary friends beside me. I have learned new things, met special people - true friends and experienced a lot of new things. This stage of my life, I can say, was really exciting and fun-filled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four years ago, I entered the gates of Colegio de San Juan de Letran. It wasn't my school of choice. I have a lot of choices in mind and Letran was not one of them. I really didn't know how I ended up here but all I know, I didn't regret it. I have my high school best friend with me when the first day of my college life began. We decided to study in the same college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My college days were really fun, enjoying and as a matter of fact, words are not enough to describe how enjoyable my college life was. I have met new faces with different personalities but ended up as my trustworthy and cool friends - Thine Iced and Chillax Crew. They have been with me all throughout. We shared a lot of things, name it, school works, personal problems, financial problems and the like. I love them to bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have experienced a lot during this stage of my life and my friends were there with me. I have tried new things and learned a lot from them. My trust, feelings, emotions and everything in me have been tested and managed to get through it. My college life has been the most exciting and terrific stage of my book. It taught me a lot of things which I will carry until the end of time. Letran instilled values that I will bring as time goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after fifteen years of struggles and hardships of being a student, it has come to its end. It's mixed emotions, I swear. Excitement fills me as the day draws nearer but there is also sadness inside of me. I will miss a lot. For sure, I'm gonna look for it from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After graduation, I will start looking for jobs. The real world is indeed huge. I don't know if I could find a job right away. There's this what we call, financial crisis. I will be very busy and them as well. Looking for free times is not as easy as I could imagine. It will be very hard for us to meet and catch up. I will miss my friends to the max. As in. Super. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my friends? They will forever be cherished and treasured. I know that they will always be there for me no matter what happen. Our friendship will never end. It is always there, growing and nurturing despite our distance and busy time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, can I ask a favor from you? Can you just include in your prayer that my dad will get well soon. He's sick right now and we don't have any idea as to where his fever comes from. Please. We really need it. Do pray for his immediate recovery. Hope he gets well pretty soon. Thank you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-2619442749650816647?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2619442749650816647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2619442749650816647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-better-to-say-something-direct-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-6853567535584350073</id><published>2009-03-20T14:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T14:02:38.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>500</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;The saddest part about purposely ignoring someone, is that when you decided to notice  and acknowledge his presence again, the person effortlessly pays no attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a while since I last updated my blog. I didn't purposely do it. Actually, I am not really that busy but I just cannot find time to post an entry and update you, guys, about me and my crazy life. Oh, by the way, this is my 500th post. As you notice, this blog has been existing for quite a long time and I am really proud because it is still alive and kicking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will just give you a little update about me during the past weeks. This is my first post for the month of March and I actually hate myself because I couldn't find time updating this one. The first week of March was actually spent in school, most of the time. We were not really busy preparing for the upcoming Final Exams the next week, instead, we were busy doing our own stuff. I was part of the boys troop because my girl friends were too busy playing Call of Duty in a computer shop near our school. I admit, it sucked a bit but then, I have found a different kind of companionship with the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second week of March was spent again in school in which we were about to take the last sets of examinations as students. I didn't study or even read my notes because we didn't have any. One of the best parts of that week was during the time we took our exam in one of our major subjects. It was a Wednesday, if I am not mistaken. I was passing my exam papers when I noticed that I was the only girl left in the room. My girl friends left me without any word and thank God, my supermen were there. I had no choice but to join them once more. I have been living this one-of-the-boys life since last month, actually. We food tripped and laugh tripped. We were just in front of 7/11 till night. It was fun though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, my dad is here in the Philippines for a vacation and of course, to attend my graduation. We fetched him in the airport last March 12. I am extremely happy to see him once again. We went to Duty Free afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days left and I will be marching down the aisle of PICC and received my diploma. I am having mixed emotions. I can feel the sense of excitement because finally, I have achieved something. But then, I am feeling sad because I know we'll be parting ways. I don't want to think of it but it is a fact. I know, we will still be seeing each other but not all the time. I will miss everything in them. All the things that we have shared, I will miss them all. I wanna cry both in happiness and sadness. But I will never ever let this friendship be ruined by the distance. I know we could still catch up and meet anytime we want. It is just that we will become busier since the real world is not as easy as I imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing, do create a Facebook Account. It is fun. Hahaha c: You've got to add me there. I'm getting hooked on that. It is much interesting and fun than Friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cez is happy, absolutely happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-6853567535584350073?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/6853567535584350073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/6853567535584350073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/03/500.html' title='500'/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-2721083288584536677</id><published>2009-02-28T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T22:51:39.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;You can’t say past is past when you know flashback exists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/retreat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just came from a three-day retreat at Caleruega, Nasugbu, Batangas. It was enjoying and fun-filled. I realized a lot of things from that wonderful and unforgettable experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;February 25, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our calltime was at 11:30am at the Catwalk where our buses were waiting for us. Together with us, were the MCSE-4B – another IT section. I arrived quite early in school but good thing, Joanne and I rode in the same train. We just stayed in the catwalk waiting for our ever dearest friends and batchmates. As they started to arrive, the entire area was filled with noise. Our Theo professor was there as well. Unfortunately, he wasn’t able to join us because of a valid reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We occupied the first bus. It was so fun there though it was kinda hot. I was sitting beside Joanne and behind us were Cha and Eunice. All the girls had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baon &lt;/span&gt;and the boys didn’t even bother to bring some. So, imagine, our bags were being raid. Good thing, we brought a lot. At the middle of the trip, we find ourselves asleep until we reached Batangas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we arrived there, we saw the troop of MCDBA and MCSD there waiting for our buses because they will use the buses on their way home. The place was really good. Actually, that was my second time. The first time I went there was last August 2008 with cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were oriented at first then we took our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;merienda&lt;/span&gt;. Of course, we started with picture taking. We headed to our rooms afterwards. My roommates were Joanne, Eunice, Kath and Cha.  Fr. Boyd was our retreat master. Main Rule: Boys are not allowed in Girls’ room and vice versa. And yet, we broke the rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;February 26, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day Two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized a lot during the second day of our retreat. It was really memorable and I don’t know how to explain how this day became so special to me. By the way, it was really cold there and I forgot to bring my jacket. Stupid me, of all the things that I can forget, why the jacket? Good thing, Ian was there. He let me used his though it was way bigger. I looked like a rapper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up a bit late. But still, we managed to make it to our breakfast. The continuation of our session was held at the picnic area of the place. We walked a little long and we even passed by the hanging bridge where we made fun of each other. The talk during that time was really inspiring. It was about friendship and knowing me, I am really attached to my friends, that I don’t know what to do without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the talk, Fr. Boyd gave us five papers with images of angels. We were asked to write letters to those papers and give it to our so-called angels. But I had a problem because I have more than five angels so I just tear the papers into pieces so I could distribute it to all my angels. I was deeply touched when I received papers from those people whom I never thought would consider me as one of their angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our confession in the afternoon. I confessed all my sins and asked for forgiveness. It felt good, really.  After that, I was able to bond with Carla, Ian and Rex by having a pictorial session in one of the best but secret places in Caleruega.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part of the retreat was the Affirmation Session during night time. We were asked to form a big circle and count 1 and 2. All 1s were asked to sit on the chairs while the rest were asked to stand behind the persons seating. For those who were standing, they were asked to say something positive towards the persons in front by whispering into their ears. And after a minute, the circle will move until all those who were standing already said something positive to all those who were seating.  After that, both groups exchanged places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was moved with all the positive things that my classmates said about me. I was also moved with all those things said by my friends. I even made one of my friends cried. Yeah, and take note, he is a guy. Actually, he is really close to me ever since first year. Our friendship was tested and luckily, we made it through. I consider him as my Super Friend. I don’t know, perhaps, he was touched with what I’ve said about him. I love him to bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next activity was a part of the Affirmation Session. We formed a big circle and we were given pieces of paper where we wrote our name. It will be passed from one person to another and write something positive about the person. This was the time I burst into tears. During the time that I was reading all the comments and messages on my paper, I can’t help but cry. I was extremely touched most especially with Ian’s message. I really didn’t expect that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the session, I really cried. They all came to console me. I don’t know, it is just  that my tears easily fall when it comes to those kinds of things. They kept telling me to stop crying but I really can’t. Too bad, it rained; we were not able to experience the bonfire activity. That’s why we were asked to go to our rooms earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys invaded our room. We bonded like hell. We talked, laughed and ate our remaining foods together. Picture taking was present as usual. We were all loud but there were moments of silence especially if we heard a knock from our door. We were worried that our professor will check the rooms and eventually get busted. When the rain stopped, we all went out. It was really cold, as in. We were supposed to ghost hunt but it was close to 11pm pm then. Lights Off eh. We all went to our respective rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;February 27, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day Three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the last day of our retreat. We had a mass. It was heart-warming because after the mass, we were given the chance to hug each other. I haven’t hugged anyone yet but I felt the tears running down my face. Arg. Crybaby. Hahaha :) We hugged each other as tight as we can. It felt really good. I hugged Rex twice. Ian, Rex, Niko and Marco are really the best guys. They are my SUPERMEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had picture taking before we took our lunch. We had pictures with some of the beautiful spots there. We left Caleruega afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I left Caleruega, I made a lot of realizations. It really feels good knowing that people around you appreciate you for who you are. It is indeed touching to know that they are thankful for having somebody like you around. Words really can’t explain how grateful I am for having them in my life. This retreat is really special to me and the best one among other retreats I had in the past. This was the most exciting and enjoying. Questions were finally answered. All the issues have been settled. I just don’t want to detail but everything is perfectly fine. Thank God for this wonderful and one of a kind experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-2721083288584536677?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2721083288584536677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2721083288584536677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-cant-say-past-is-past-when-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-5762200720850179924</id><published>2009-02-18T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:50:51.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Misunderstanding the sweetness of a person might hurt you when you thought it was love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has happened to me since Monday. It was all fun, super bonding moments with friends. Those moments should have to be cherished because ever since this semester started, we barely do that. I’ll just give you the highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday was my very first real job interview. I was really preparing the night before and I admit I was feeling nervous. I was anticipating all the questions that might be asked to me by the interviewer and thinking for the best answer that I could give. I was entertaining myself by singing so the nervousness I was feeling would vanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early to prepare for my interview. Luckily, Niko agreed to accompany me to where my interview will be held. We met at Tayuman station. He was there already and was just waiting for me. At Gil Puyat, we rode a bus going to Ayala. It was traffic that time so imagine, I was really worried because I know I will be late and I wasn’t wrong, I was late but then, it seemed that it was no big deal for them. Niko and I walked from Tropical Hut to Medical Plaza Building, right beside/behind Makati Medical Center. We took the elevator going to the eleventh floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we arrived, I was asked to log on and then I was given the application form together with another sheet of paper where I was asked to write an essay about myself which includes family and educational background, interests, achievements, plans and my strengths and weaknesses. Afterwhich, I was asked to wait for a little while. I stayed beside Niko waiting in the couch.  Until I was called by the interviewer named Sophia, the same person who called me thru cellphone. I was so glad because I wasn’t really nervous at all. And I feel that I did a great job by answering all the questions with full confidence. I was just quite surprised when she asked me to define respect. I really didn’t see it coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the only position open for hiring is Bank Teller and I directly told her that it is not the job I want. Of course, I want an IT-related job where I could apply what I have learned in school. She kept on persuading and encouraging me to accept the offer but I told her that I might consider it if I couldn’t find a job in the future. I know it sounds absurd but I was just being honest. She told me that I fit for the position in relation to my skills and characteristics. I guess, I did great in the interview. But then again, she assured me that she will forward my resume to the IT department of some companies and I just have to wait for the call. Thanks for those who prayed for the success of my interview. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday was Gian’s 20th Birthday. He’s not a teenager anymore. He treated us for pizza where he paid half of the amount and we just shared for the other half. Thanks to JL’s palmcard that enabled us to get four boxes of pizzas though we ordered only two. Pizza Hut is really the best. Their pizzas are just world class. It was super fun though it was all hot in the canteen. We were joking, laughing and fooling around. The continuation of Gian’s birthday celebration will be on Friday but I still don’t know if I can come or not. Just today, I have asked for my dad’s permission if I can stay overnight at Rex’s crib and I’m still waiting for his reply. Hopefully, I will receive a positive one. I just wish that those who are unsure can make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the IT’s Job Fair which we didn’t feel at all. The first half of the day was spent in the Mabini Hall listening for the talk or rather endorsement made by the representatives of the companies invited to come over. Five companies were invited but only three came. Too bad ePLDT and iPlus weren’t able to make it. I can say that it was good and should continue. I’ve got a crush on Microsoft’s representative because he’s just so good looking. As a matter of fact, he looks like Chris Tiu though his eyes are not as chinky as Chris’s. He is a good speaker. I even got a picture with him and the rest of the speakers and professors. Yeah, I’m kinda lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chillax Crew took our lunch at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tapahan &lt;/span&gt;right in front of Letran. It was fun there. I missed our bonding, super. We did nothing but to laugh and joked on each other while eating. Finally, I was able to taste my free Selecta Creations Double Dutch Family Pack courtesy of Ian. Thank you so much Ian. I really didn’t expect that he would buy an ice cream for me thinking that it is not as cheap as I imagined. Of course, I shared it to my friends. I so love that flavor. It is really my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having our lunch, we just stayed in the computer laboratory and did nothing but to just make fun of ourselves. It was really a great pleasure being with friends. They ease away all the problems and all those stuff that bother you. Being with them is such an extraordinary feeling. I’m surely going to miss this kind of bonding once we enter the corporate world. But no, I won’t let this group to just break away just like that. We need monthly lunch or dinner so we could catch up with each other. I just love them so dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-5762200720850179924?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/5762200720850179924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/5762200720850179924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/02/misunderstanding-sweetness-of-person.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-2947752229672785417</id><published>2009-02-14T19:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T19:30:46.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;The worst thing is holding on to someone who doesn't want to be held on to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day is somewhat special to most people, couples to be exact. You can see flowers, balloons, bears and any red items everywhere. You can also see couples walking holding hands, hugging or some kissing in public. Today is the day that they celebrate what we call Valentine's Day. This is also the day that couples or even the entire family go out, celebrate this special day together by dating or eating in a classy restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been celebrating Valentine's Day with a significant other for 19 years. You may ask me why. It is because I never had one. Yeah, you may call me a late bloomer or so what, it is just  that I feel I'm not yet ready for a relationship. Know what, I have this huge fear of getting hurt by someone I love the most. Another factor is that my parents are just so strict that they would used to say that they will allow me to have a boyfriend once I finish college. Another thing is the experiences of my friends which some are worst than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day is not really a big deal to me ever since. It didn't disappoint me either for the past years. But today is really different. I don't know why this day is totally different from how ordinary Valentine's Day to me during the past years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to SM San Lazaro this afternoon all by myself because I have my own agenda there. The pictures for my OJT documentation are needed to be printed because the deadline is on Monday and I have to drop by National Book Store because I need to buy a refill for my clearbook. While I was on the jeepney, it rained quite hard and I didn't have an umbrella with me. A couple together with a cute baby rode the same jeep. I was just busy looking outside hoping that the rain would stop right away but it didn't. Imagine, I had to walk and I was all wet because of that 'effin rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I entered the mall and not surprised enough to see a lot of people there, shopping and dating. I could see couples everywhere and most girls were holding bouquet of flowers, teddy bears and some were wearing red shirts. Then I finally realized, today is Hearts Day. I hurriedly went to my first destination which was the Picture City. I had to wait 30 minutes before I could get the printed pictures so I strolled first, dropped by NBS and Data Max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was strolling and walking, several couples passed me by. They were so happy and in love. Their hands were clasped together and guy's arm was wrapped around his girl's shoulders. And then something came to my mind. I asked myself as to when can I celebrate this day with a special someone beside me. I wondered why until now, I haven't found the guy I'm yearning for a long time. Every night, I used to pray that God would give me the guy I truly deserve, the one person who will love me, accept me for who I am, be proud of me, care and support me, and who will be with me no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a young lady, I also feel the sense of desire to have a special guy with me whom I can share every dream I have in my mind. I would love to have someone who would look forward to the future with me. Now that I have been growing mature, it is the one thing that I would love to have in my life. I'm about to finish college in April and hoping to find a decent and good job real soon. And the only thing I'm asking right from this very moment (aside from good job and life) is to find that special guy who would fill the emptiness in me. I just hope and pray that on Valentine's 2010, I will be able to celebrate it with my significant other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I was supposed to have a "date" with the boys (Ian, Niko, Marco and Rex). Actually, it wasn't really the plan. I received a group message from Ian that afternoon that he wanted to watch a movie entitled Push. I was so eager to leave the house yesterday and unwind. But then, no one replied to him except me. You know me, when it comes to hanging out, I would really reply no matter what. We exchanged messages and I must admit, I missed that. We used to that before. I told him to update me about the plan and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't received any text message coming from him so I thought the plan was cancelled. But then, I was so surprised about a text coming from him that they were in Off the Grill, somewhere in Timog Avenue. I asked him who were with him and replied Niko, Rex and Marco. I asked him why they didn't count me in. He even joked that I should go there too and that I should take the cab. We were just exchanging messages while they were drinking. Niko texted me too. I asked him to accompany me on my interview on Monday. I don't know if it is okay or not. Eventually, Ian called, let me scratch that, video called. I envy them. They were enjoying and having fun. Oh well, they assured me that there would be a night out for the entire Chillax Crew. It is already planned. So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, please do pray that my very first job interview on Monday would be a great success. Please do pray that I would give my best shot and that I would answer all the questions with all confidence. May God bless me with the knowledge I need. Thank you so much! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Hearts Day! Hope you enjoyed this day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-2947752229672785417?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2947752229672785417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2947752229672785417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/02/worst-thing-is-holding-on-to-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-7734321169080766498</id><published>2009-02-06T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T23:16:17.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Don't cry for a guy, let a guy cry for you. 'Cause girls give and forgive but guys get and forget. ~Brooke Davis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a while since I had my last post and I must admit, I really missed this thing. You know, ever since my freshman year, I have been so attached to this online journal. I used to share all my feelings and emotions here. It's like a best friend. Anyway, a lot has happened since last week up to this week, not only to me but also to my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our Bataan trip, of course, we went back to what we normally do - attending classes and studying. But then, it wasn't about studying at all 'cause some professors didn't discuss and some were absent. As a matter of fact, only our Free Elective professor was hardworking enough to teach and discuss. We can't blame him since his subject is more of a programming one. I admit, I really need that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday and Sunday were like any ordinary days for me. I stayed in the house, watched television, surfed the internet, ate and slept. Routines that we used to do if we have boring days. Good thing, last Sunday, I went out together with my mom, aunt and cousin. My mom bought me a bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday, we didn't have a class because our professor was absent. Actually, the week that passed, he was absent and we didn't know why. I met up with Joanne at SM Manila 'cause I bought something at Watsons. We strolled and window shopped until Kel and Rey arrived. We decided to stay and sing at Popstar. Then, we strolled again in which Joanne and I were forced to buy the shirts at Surplus Shop. Why? Those were original Marc Ecko shirts but being sold at a very cheap price. We had no choice but buy it. I so love the pink shirt I bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also texted Niko that day to inform him that we were all required to attend the Career Orientation the next day. I was too shocked when he replied that he couldn't make it because he was sick. Since Saturday, he was experiencing high fever and he even used to vomit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday came and we attended a Career Orientation. We were all required to attend and it was scheduled at 9am. It was a good one. After that, we still attended our Free Elective class in which we were given an unexpected quiz because our professor got mad on us. Most students were so noisy that triggered his mood. Oh well. No one got it right. At least, I wasn't alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was like another free day. No professor means no class. I met up with Joanne, Rey, Kel and Gian at Letran. We stayed at the IIT for quite a long time. We were just talking and chatting. Sir Armin was there as well. We dropped by SM Manila after that to eat and stroll again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriba Job Fair was scheduled last Thursday and it was fun. I went to school at 11am. I was with Eunice, JL, Ian and Rex. We were all busy passing resume and filling out some papers. Good thing, many companies went there and participated. We all know that there is global meltdown, but hopefully we could still find a decent job once we graduate. It was tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niko texted me, asking me how was everything. He was, by the way, confined to the hospital due to Dengue Fever. Good thing, he was recovering. We exchanged messages for quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had bonding moment with some of my friends as we sang and had fun at Karaoke Hub. The room was too small for us but we forced ourselves to fit in. Just imagine that. We were like confined in a can of sardines. Anyway, it was so much fun though I felt sleepy due to lack of sleep. After that, we strolled then decided to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I texted them to text Niko since he needs our support. I was so sad to know that only few texted him and it seems that they are not concern about our friend's condition. I don't know but I am really not happy with the way they acted. As if, he is just a stranger or whatsoever. But he isn't. He is a friend, part of the crew. I just don't want to make a big fuss out of it. It's their conscience that will eat them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Cha's 7th Birthday but we will be celebrating it tomorrow. And today also, I find out that Niko is about to get out of the hospital tomorrow but he still needs to rest because his liver is swelling. I hope he'll get well pretty soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-7734321169080766498?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/7734321169080766498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/7734321169080766498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/02/dont-cry-for-guy-let-guy-cry-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-8952511069404476676</id><published>2009-01-27T23:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T23:52:20.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Life is totally fair, we just see it unfair because it's either we expected too much or we gave up already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/bataan1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/bataan2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our Bataan Trip pushed through yesterday. I woke up around 4:15am and hurriedly prepared because our calltime was at 5:30am. After I took a bath, I received a text message from Niko. We decided to meet at 7-11 near Letran. I fixed myself and prepared for the things that I was going to bring there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 5:15am, I left the house. Daddy Carlo drove me towards Letran and then, I saw Niko waiting there. So I jumped out of the car and kissed Daddy Carlo goodbye. I bought hair clips because I lost mine then a glass of mineral water. We waited for Ian and Joanne to arrive. We already saw Chester. As soon as we were complete, we rode the bus not knowing that it was already full. My golly! I didn't expect that 60 students would join the trip including the students from 1st year to 3rd year. We had no choice but to sit in the center since all the seats on the side were occupied. One student was such a gentleman for giving up his place so that Joanne and I could sit there. While Niko and Ian sat in the center aisle. Niko was beside me and behind him was Ian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite a long trip from Manila to Bataan, 3 hours, I guess. When we reached the place, everyone was so excited. Letran-Abucay was so huge, 3 times bigger than Letran-Manila. We went down the bus and started to roam around the campus. We assembled at their AVR together with the Letran-Abucay's IT students. There was a program. They had a Videoke Challenge and Quiz Bee. Then, groupings for the Amazing Race were given. Too bad, we belonged to different groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our lunch after. We stayed at the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kubo &lt;/span&gt;near the Letran Dormitory. We were having second thoughts if we were gonna join the Amazing Race or not but ended up joining. It was real fun though. There were 8 groups consisting of 10 members. There were 15 stations and 14 challenges. All groups were entitled to finish all the challenges and receive a flag after completing. You can quit but you cannot pass a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first challenge was "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sino Ka Ba?&lt;/span&gt;" wherein you have to memorize the names of your groupmates and tell it to the umpire. Once you finish it, you are free to choose what challenge to do next. After accomplishing the first challenge, we had the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pinoy Henyo&lt;/span&gt;, Piggy Back, Sack Race, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Araro&lt;/span&gt;, Battlecups, Limbo rock, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Calamansi &lt;/span&gt;Relay, Free Throw, Puzzle, Planting Rice, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mathinik&lt;/span&gt;, Shooting, Rubix, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Patawanin Mo&lt;/span&gt;. We only had 14 flags because we gave up with the last challenge. We really find it hard to make the two judges laugh. It seemed that they are carrying all the problems in the world. Only three teams made them laugh. And I didn't know what they did. We had so much fun but it was really tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, the boys played basketball. It was between the boys of Letran-Manila and Letran-Bataan. Joanne and I decided to change because we were feeling sticky. The heat of the sun was really smarting, swear. We headed to the Letran Dorm and fixed ourselves. Afterwhich, we roamed around Letran and had some picture taking. We stayed in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kubo &lt;/span&gt;for a little while and decided to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our visit at Letran-Bataan, we didn't go home right away. We went to a resort because some wanted to swim. The four of us (Niko, Ian, Joanne and I) decided to kill the time by playing billiards and having a videoke. It was cool there. We even saw a giant lizard. Hahahaha ;) Around 7pm when we decided to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, the bus is a two-seated bus per side and yet, Joanne, Ian and I fitted there. It was a long ride and we slept. We had a stop over at Mega Station. That was where our professors bought our dinner - Jollibee. We ate while the bus was moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so much fun in the bus because everyone was having fun. The boys at the back (third years) were singing and joking. We were just laughing our ass out of them. They were cracking jokes and having fun. I got home at around 11pm. It was such a tiring day but it was superb. I didn't expect that I've got to enjoy it that much knowing that only six fourth year students joined. Enjoying, indeed. Till our next time. &lt;a href="http://walkingdoll.multiply.com/photos/album/146/KNIGHTS_ENCOUNTER_intra_meets_bataan"&gt;Knights Encounter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-8952511069404476676?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/8952511069404476676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/8952511069404476676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-is-totally-fair-we-just-see-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-8136979525093643766</id><published>2009-01-23T17:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T17:17:18.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Why should I ruin the perfectly beautiful petals of a flower when I knew from the start that he loves me not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exams are finally over. We have taken the last sets of examinations yesterday. At least, it was done already. Though, I'm quite nervous with the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday, we didn't have classes as what our professor told to me and Niko when we asked him last Tuesday. I was supposed to meet Niko at 2pm in Letran and Joanne at 3pm but the plans suddenly changed when Niko texted me that he will not go to school anymore, because he will buy a pair of shoes, and I just have to meet him at LRT. So, I was thinking why do I still need to meet him at LRT when in fact, he's not going to school anymore. What's the purpose, right? Unless he really wants to see me. Hahahaha :D Just kidding. I think it is about the OJT documents that I was asking him the night before. Too bad, he didn't bring it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I joked on him that I wanted to join them 'cause Ian will accompany him to the place. That time, I really wanted to go with them because I know, I will do nothing in school so I texted Joanne right away and asked if she wanna go with them. She replied that she wanted also and so, we joined them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met at Central Station since Ian attended his Accounting class. After the five of us (Cez, Joanne, Niko, Ian and RJ) were there already, off we went to Libertad Station. We walked a little until we reached Cartimar. There were lots of shoes to choose from with cheaper prices because most are fakes. But there are some stores who sell original items, those authorized dealers. It was really hot in there because there is no aircon. Meaning, it is open. Our sweats were all over and too bad, I forgot to bring my fan so we had no choice but to endure the heat that the hell-like place was giving. It was fun, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After buying the shoes, we went to Ian's place to unwind and relax. We stayed in his room where two computers are available to use. His grandparents were there while his mom was on her way to the house. We rested for a bit until Ian and Niko decided to buy some merienda for the five of us. We were just chatting, joking and laughing. The last thing I remembered, we were watching ghost videos through the internet. We were scaring ourselves. Hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, Ian's mom arrived and shared a real life ghost experience she had when she was still in Japan. It was too scary. We continued watching until we all decided to go home. It was a bit tiring but fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we took two sets of major exams. I met Niko and Joanne at the LRT Station and we went directly to the room. The exams were too difficult since we didn't learn anything from our professor after his two-week AWOL. Good thing, he was replaced already. After the exams, we took our lunch then chatted like we always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys played basketball as we watched them. Thanks to Sir Armin for the free merienda. Hahaha :D Afterwards, we already went home leaving the boys there. According to Rex, they went home at 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, two of my friends are about to become parents in a few months. My guy friend is going to become a father on March and we are really excited for the first baby that our crew will be having. I don't know but I can really feel the excitement. Also, one of my girl friends is about to become a mom on May. It is unexpected, though. But we are all happy for the both of them and we all wish them the best of luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I just had my church service. It is boring here in the house. The plan was cancelled because Niko feels that he will be sick today. I think, the plan should pursue next week. And it really should.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-8136979525093643766?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/8136979525093643766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/8136979525093643766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-should-i-ruin-perfectly-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-8611736373586288429</id><published>2009-01-20T22:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T22:17:01.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Sometimes you can't stop yourself from hoping for yesterday to come back especially when yesterday was the only future you ever wanted and needed from the very start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was a blast. I was actually having second thoughts on what event should I attend on that day. I was invited by &lt;a href="http://jemacyrant.blogdrive.com/"&gt;Eunice&lt;/a&gt; to come over in their house in Bulacan because it was fiesta there. As much as I wanted to go, I really can't 'cause my mom didn't allow me to for the main reason that it would be the 1st birthday of Xyza. She is actually my goddaughter. I reasoned out to my mom that she and Ej could attend Xyza's party and I will go to Eunice's house but still, it didn't work. So, I ended up attending the birthday party at Las Piñas. I didn't regret it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was lots of fun. And seeing my cousins is one of the things that I am really looking forward if there are family events to attend. The party hasn't started yet when we arrived. We had the best place in the restaurant. By the way, it was held in Shakey's. We've gotten the chance to mingle with my oh-so adorable and endearing cousins and laugh like we always do whenever we see each other. We were sharing different stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really surprised to see Kuya Ryan and Ate Janis because I didn't have any idea that they will be here for a vacation. It was really nice to see the both of them again. They are based in Singapore that's why we seldom see each other. We were on the same table together with my mom, brother, Claudine, Kuya Roy and Tita Purita. And we were laughing like hell. We actually didn't focus much on the party itself because we were busy talking. I really had fun, swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To most Letranites, midterm exams are over but to us, IT students, it is just about to start. Yeah, we have taken Theology8 last week and we took Free Elective this afternoon but we still need to take two majors on Thursday. I'm quite nervous because I didn't learn anything from that two majors that we are about to take. I don't know how can I answer the questions but hopefully, I could use my common sense in answering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday will be the celebration of Celine's 15th Birthday and it would be a swimming party just like how her sister celebrated her birthday last November. For sure, that would be a lot of fun that is why I'm so excited. Time to hit the pool. Hahahaha ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that I am really looking forward is our upcoming 3-day retreat on February 25-27, 2009 at Caleruega. I am so excited 'cause the Chillax will be there unlike the previous retreat that we had wherein we belonged to different sections, thus, we had different schedules of retreat. By this time, we are almost complete. For sure, I'm gonna enjoy that. I really can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I am starting to cope up with what's happening around me and I am happy 'cause everything goes so well. It may not be what I really wanted but I know it is for the better. And besides, I get along pretty well with both of them. Well, except for the fact that I am closer to the second guy now. But this issue is not yet done. I'm hoping that it will be settled soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-8611736373586288429?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/8611736373586288429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/8611736373586288429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/01/sometimes-you-cant-stop-yourself-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-706512222818792582</id><published>2009-01-15T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T22:36:56.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Some of the most interesting friendships are between people who are attracted to each other but can’t act on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quote above, it struck me big time. Oh well. Don’t wanna detail much about it. Anyway, I learned something today. Well, actually, I should have learned this months ago but then I just realized it today or perhaps, I realized it already but I just don’t want to admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems to be getting clearer and I wasn’t even aware of it. I have become so attach to them without even knowing that it is too much and it’s getting worst. With all the closeness that we shared, I felt something special towards him, rather towards them. I don’t know. I can’t get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I am not hitting two birds with one stone. It’s definitely not. It is just that during the time that he drifted away or rather, stayed away from me for a while and I was longing for the attention he used to give me, someone came along giving me more than what he is capable of giving. This someone has become my total companion, though ever since we are really close but I never thought that I would feel something weird towards him. I really felt the care and concern of that someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of them are special to me in two different ways. The first one has become really special after knowing him better. I never thought that all my bad impressions towards him will soon vanish after getting to know the real him. The other one has become special because since freshmen, we were treating each other as siblings but as soon as we got closer, it seemed to be changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of them are treating me really special in their own little way. I really felt the concern of the first guy during the times that we were busy doing our pain in the ass activity. He was always there for me. As a matter of fact, we were constant textmate and chatmate. While the other guy, he suddenly appeared in the scene, treating me so special, after the first guy drifted away.  I don’t know if the closeness of me and the second guy that pushed the first guy to stay away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as we all know, there’s nothing constant in this world, well, except for the word change. Now, I am really affected with what’s happening around me. Even though how much I try to pretend that I am totally okay, I can’t deny that I am affected, that I am hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I find it really hard to deal with them ‘cause I know I lost them already. Not because, they already found their respective partners but because I couldn’t feel that I’m still special for them. It is just that up to now, I am still waiting for the first guy. I am still hoping that he’ll come back but I guess, it will not happen no matter what I do. Well, the second guy, we’re still close but I’m trying to avoid him at some point because I know it is not good. I don’t wanna fall for him the way I fell for the first guy. I shouldn’t be because I couldn’t bear the pain anymore. I don’t want to lose them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what happened that made these all messed up. I kept on asking myself. Was it my fault? Did I do something wrong? Did I commit something that made them be like that? I’m still the same girl they’ve known from the very start. I never changed but how come, they changed. I guess, I just don’t have the guts to speak out what I really feel ‘cause I know it will ruin everything. And yet, up to this very moment, I am still waiting for the first guy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I don’t know how long can I wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-706512222818792582?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/706512222818792582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/706512222818792582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/01/some-of-most-interesting-friendships.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-6463672373473615359</id><published>2009-01-10T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T21:08:58.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;If he acts like you're not worth of his time, maybe you're not what he really wants. You're just a replacement for what he can't have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/moa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Joanne, Cez and Niko @Starbucks, MOA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday was the Feast of the Black Nazarene. No classes in Letran but it didn't affect me 'cause I really don't have classes during Friday. Instead, Joanne, Niko and I went to PNB for the completion of our requirements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our call time was at 7:30am so I woke early but Joanne woke up late and asked us if we could reschedule the call time to 9am. No problem with me since I want to sleep more. But I have taken a bath already and I was all dressed up. I didn't notice that I fell asleep while I was waiting for their text messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I woke up, I saw bunch of text messages from Joanne asking me where I was and all that. We met at Tayuman station at 9am but we were able to ride an LRT at around 9:45am 'cause most of the trains were full. While we were in the train, we saw those people who took part on the Black Nazarene March. They were walking with their barefoot. Some also took the LRT ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went directly to EPMD 'cause some of our documents are needed to be signed by our immediate supervisor. We were quite hesitant because we were just in our casual wear unlike during our OJT days, we were in our corporate. We stayed there for a little while. Until all the documents have been signed, we headed to the HR Department. At HR, we waited for our certificate and acceptance letter to be printed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what, we are going to miss our OJT days, for sure. Not just that, we will also miss our early in the morning exchange of messages and meetings, the free shuttle ride going to PNB, EPMD/Cash Trade office, coffee, our table, our bosses, the laugtrips and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kulitan&lt;/span&gt;. We really had fun there. We consider ourselves lucky 'cause we had our OJT there because it was really one of a kind. Super fun. Hays. Hope to cross paths with our bosses in the future and work with them, if possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After accomplishing all our transactions, we went to SM Mall of Asia. Actually, it was really part of the plan since Wednesday. We decided to eat first at Shakey's. Super laughtrip. And we all got full. Mojos are really the best. Yummy, as ever. We had picture taking outside and decided to take a little walk first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the cinema to check the prices for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ang Tanging Ina N'yong Lahat&lt;/span&gt;. The three of us wanted to watch that movie 'cause the trailer was really funny. We bought tickets already and had a walk first. We dropped by All Flip Flops 'cause I was supposed to buy a pair of slippers but unfortunately, size 37-38 was out of stocks. Better luck next time. I might buy on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to the cinema and entered. The movie was really funny though there were some corny scenes. You will surely find yourself laughing. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nakakangawit ng panga&lt;/span&gt;. And even though Ai-Ai was in drama mode, she was still funny. Hahahaha :D We all can't help but laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, then, went to Starbucks to have some frap. I ordered Caramel Frap, Niko ordered White Mocha and Joanne ordered Mocha Frap. We were joking and making fun that time. We were laughing our asses out. We had picture taking, of course. Until we decided to kill our time at San Miguel by the Bay after hearing that there would be a fireworks display at 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited for it. It was great. All the fireworks were amazing and breath-taking. I can't help but mumbled &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Wow!"&lt;/span&gt; It was short, though. After that, we took a tram ride while waiting for Gian to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until we saw some batchmates in the persons of Crystal, Nikki, Nikka and Neil. They were having session there. We sat with them. They offered drinks - Zombie. I've tried that at Red Box. We were all messing around. We didn't want to drink but we were convinced. Joanne and I shared a glass while Niko and Gian had their own glasses. After drinking a little, we decided to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long day and yet it was really a blast. It was the start of our Friday session. Hopefully, the next time we do that, we're complete. I can't wait for another fun &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gimik &lt;/span&gt;with them. &lt;a href="http://walkingdoll.multiply.com/photos/album/144/a_DATE_with_THREE-O"&gt;A Date with Three-O&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-6463672373473615359?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/6463672373473615359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/6463672373473615359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-he-acts-like-youre-not-worth-of-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-4514208220344831804</id><published>2009-01-08T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T22:36:44.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;It's not about having the perfect relationship, but it's finding someone who matches you and you'll go through everything without giving up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is actually the very first school week for the year 2009. It started out not so good for me 'cause someone broke his promise of giving me something that I'm craving for since last year - Double Dutch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday, I attended my OJT, of course. It was like any ordinary Monday for me. That same day, our professor for our 7:30pm class was not around. We didn’t know why. We were waiting for him to arrive but he didn’t. It was really nice to see my friends again after a two-week holiday vacation. We were sharing stories and watching something scary in YouTube. Kath gave us all choco lollies that she made especially for the crew. Chillax came one by one after attending their respective on-the-job trainings at Sampaloc, Ortigas and Makati. We were joking and laughing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I stated in the first paragraph, I was quite annoyed ‘cause someone broke his promise. Well, I cannot remember when that promise was made but it was before New Year if I am not mistaken. We were chatting that night and I asked him to treat me since he was having a lot of sidelines as he told me. He agreed and that treat would be his holiday gift for me. I told him that Double Dutch will do. I am actually craving for that. It is my favorite ice cream flavor, by the way. It was all set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, as the first school day for the year ’09 came, it seemed that he didn’t remember it and actually, up to now, I can’t see any Double Dutch, coming from him, in front of me. Well, it wasn’t really a big deal. I am always like that. I used to ask for something to be given on a certain day and yet I don’t usually ask that person about that thing when the day arrives. Let’s just say, I’m hesitant to. If he remembers, it’s good but if not, it’s okay for me. It wasn’t really a big deal, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire Tuesday was spent in school, sharing stories, joking and laughing with friends. I missed that, really. We did nothing that day except for our Free Elective in which our professor discussed another lesson. Theology was like a vacant because after our professor checked the attendance, we just sat and talked with our seatmates. Our professor for the last class was absent. He is apparently the same professor in my 7:30pm class during Monday and Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was the last day of our OJT. Yey! We stayed in the office until 8pm and good thing, our professor was absent again. I don’t know what happened to him. After our duty, we finally went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, we stayed in Letran up to 7:30pm. I just watched Death Race with Niko using Joanne’s laptop. Cha, Jhen, Kath and Joanne were busy browsing and watching music videos in YouTube. And for the fourth time, our professor in our last subject was absent. He should really attend classes because we still don’t know up to now what would be the coverage of our midterm exams. And besides, I haven’t learned anything from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, we will still go to PNB for the completion of requirements. After that, we have a plan of unwinding and strolling at Mall of Asia. Next week would be our midterm week. We only have four sets of exams, 3 of which are major subjects. I hope to pass all of my subjects especially Free Elective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though issues have not yet been settled, I am still happy. I still don’t know what would happen next and I am really worried on what’s bound to happen. He came back and yet, he started to drift away again. I don’t know what pushes him to be like that. And if time comes that I can’t welcome him anymore, he couldn’t blame me ‘cause I also get tired. But right now, I am happy with whatever is happening around. I am contented. It is just that I want all the issues to be settled before my graduation comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-4514208220344831804?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/4514208220344831804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/4514208220344831804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-not-about-having-perfect.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-4040782376195025476</id><published>2009-01-02T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T23:03:44.833+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chillax'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cez'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Don't underestimate the power of doing simple things in life. They might just be the reason why you have a special place in someone's heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year everyone! Happy 2009! :) How was the start of your year? Was it great? For me, it was superb, one of a kind, indeed. Despite of the rain, everyone still managed to enjoy it. I drank Bailey's all by myself but I wasn't able to finish the bottle. &lt;a href="http://walkingdoll.multiply.com/photos/album/142/CHEERS_to_09"&gt;Cheers to '09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended two family reunions which I think a great way to start my year. First, we had our Green Party for the Medina Clan. We had lots of games and tons of fun. I won the coin challenge. Our group ended up as second placer in the Amazing Race: Medina Edition. We also had exchange gifts where I received a Hello Kitty pillow from my mom. I didn't know it, swear. After that, we ate and then sang. &lt;a href="http://walkingdoll.multiply.com/photos/album/143/2008_was_RED_2009_is_GREEN"&gt;2008 was Red; 2009 is Green&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also attended the family reunion of the Galvez-Autea clan. No color coding, this time. We won the longest greeting. We also played Pinoy Henyo. We drank, of course. I had several shots of Margarita, a can of San Mig Light and a shot of Bailey's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008, I can say, was really a great and terrific year for me. I have experienced a lot from the Year of the Rat and those experiences instilled a lot of things in me that I will surely bring in the years to come. Leaving year 2008 is really hard in a way that I have a lot of good memories there but I know as year 2009 starts, more exciting events are yet to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you the highlights of my year 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The Medina clan started the year with a bang by having our annual Family Reunion.&lt;br /&gt;* Of course, the ever stressful thesis that made us all busy.&lt;br /&gt;* It was also the month of the year when I first stepped into the ever prestigious University of the Philippines-Diliman with Ian and Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I have received my Microsoft Welcome Kit after passing the MCP Exam. Included in the kit are the certificate and the MCP id.&lt;br /&gt;* I was so stressed not just because of our thesis but also with my happy go lucky thesismates.&lt;br /&gt;* Letran had the first ever Dance Concert entitled Exalt showcasing the incredible dancing prowess of the Letran Dance Systems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The Final Judgment arrived in the form of the oh so nerve-wracking Final Defense. Though we got the Major Revision verdict, still, it was a success.&lt;br /&gt;* My junior year had come to its end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I wasn't able to join Chillax Crew in our annual summer getaway.&lt;br /&gt;* Several birthday celebrations like Kuya Pau's 20th, Jhen's debut and Kuya Ojie's 21st.&lt;br /&gt;* Kuya Kenneth and Kuya Karl, my US-based cousins, came here for a vacation.&lt;br /&gt;* My cousins in my mom's side had our own bonding moment by having a bowling session at MOA.&lt;br /&gt;* We had a super kaduper fun family outing in Batangas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* David Cook was declared as the first rocker to win the famous American Idol. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* It was the start of my last year in college.&lt;br /&gt;* The block sectioning was back.&lt;br /&gt;* We had the worst schedule and professors and yet we enjoyed it because Chillax Crew bonded like hell.&lt;br /&gt;* Boston Celtics grabbed the NBA title in a classic match-up against Los Angeles Lakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* It marked the 3rd year of sweet friendship of Thine Iced.&lt;br /&gt;* We attended our last IT General Assembly.&lt;br /&gt;* We performed troubleshooting for our thesis at Rex's house for two days. I went home super late. Thanks to Ian. :)&lt;br /&gt;* It was my first time to go to Rex's house all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* My first &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inuman &lt;/span&gt;session at Rex's house.&lt;br /&gt;* We celebrated Rex's birthday at Red Box-Trinoma where drinks were everywhere. We really had a blast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I had a simple celebration of my 19th birthday. I invited Chillax to come over. It was so much fun. Super thanks to Ian, Rex, Marco, Cha, Rey and Kel for the gifts.&lt;br /&gt;* We had our second Final Defense and this time, it was a total success. We got No Revision. Job well done to us Ian, Ryan and Jeff.&lt;br /&gt;* Something happened that tested the friendship of Chillax.&lt;br /&gt;* E-Security, a seminar organized by Chillax, was a huge success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* We celebrated Reina's Debut with a Masquerade theme.&lt;br /&gt;* We participated in the La Naval Mass and Procession. T'was our last, actually.&lt;br /&gt;* An enjoying and super fun getaway to escape boredom with Rex, Ian, Lai, Niko and Marco. Watched movie at Podium, ate at El Pueblo and unwind at Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The start of my last semester.&lt;br /&gt;* We started our OJT at PNB with Joanne and Niko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The Interschool Digital Arts Contest was a success.&lt;br /&gt;* We partied, danced and drank like hell during the IT Knights Out at Dolce&lt;br /&gt;* We rocked Letran as we have the Arriba Fest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is obvious, my year 2008 was really a blast. Though at some point, I have experienced problems in the different aspects of my life, still, it was a year worth cherishing for. It was more than what I expected it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I'm really looking for a great and wonderful year ahead. I'm really looking forward to my graduation, of course. I'm excited and yet, I feel sad because I know it will be a new world, new environment for me. A lot of changes will soon occur and I hope I could adapt to it right away. I'm still hoping for the non-stop bonding moments of the Chillax Crew which I think, quite impossible because we will become busy searching for jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chillax Crew - the troop that I have become so attacheded with, the people who always brighten my day, the group that made my college life different and my friends who stayed with me through my happiest and darkest moments. I know, everything will change as soon as we step out of Letran but I don't want to think that we will part our ways too soon. It pains to think that all the bonding moments will be lessened. I will surely miss all the things that we usually do in Letran especially our what-to-do-next moments. But I really do hope that our friendship will still be there, alive and kicking strong as ever, no matter how busy we will become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that this year will be a better one. Let's make year 2009 a wonderful and fun year. We should all have a positive outlook. Think positive. Despite of all the negative prophecies and vibrations, let's all be positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this, I want to thank all the people who have become part of my year 2008 and who will continue to be part of my life: God, my dad and mom, Ej, relatives and loved ones, Thine Iced, Chillax Crew, friends and those people who continue making my life worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year again! :) May this year be another fruitful year to all of us. May God continue to shower us and our family all the blessings we truly deserve. Let's always thank Him for everything. And I do hope all the issues will be settled right away. By the way, I'm ready for commitment already so I'm wishing for a colorful lovelife. Hahahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-4040782376195025476?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/4040782376195025476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/4040782376195025476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2009/01/dont-underestimate-power-of-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-471702520557873042</id><published>2008-12-29T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T22:10:12.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I don't have the strength to stay away from you, anymore. ~Edward Cullen, Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time since I-can't-remember-when, I will use Taglish in my post. Why? I don't know. I just want to use Tagalog and English. Perhaps, for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my last post was about the Fun Nights we had last December 17 and 18, 2008. I must say, I still have hangovers. In short, bitin ako, super. I dunno. Siguro, kailangan ko lang talaga yung mga ganung moments. Well, I have been very busy since last semester or rather, last year. Parang, that's my own way to unwind before Christmas vacation diba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you've been there during my down moments like, thesis, seminar, sleepless nights, nakakapagod na trips, failures and all that. Talagang na-feel ko yung pagod sa dami ng workloads ko. And also, naging witness din kayo sa nakaka-windang kong lovelife. Teka, meron nga ba? Hahahaha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has been really a different year for me in a way na sobrang naging complicated siya at super daming issues yung na-experience ko for this year. Kaya talagang kakaiba yung year na ito for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after Arriba Fest, we had our OJT. So, I had to wake up early in the morning and fix myself. That same day, parang nagkaroon ng conflict between me and Niko. I don't want to detail much about it but it seemed hindi nya alam na bad trip ako sa kanya that time. Actually, until Sunday, I wasn't still in the mood to talk or communicate with him. It was about the incident happened that morning. So, that entire day, I wasn't talking to him talaga. And I didn't even say bye nung bumaba na ako ng train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Sunday evening, we were all good na. Though medyo nag-away pa din kami but eventually, he said sorry. Funny kaming dalawa noh? Hahahaha :) Actually sa kanya lang talaga ako naba-bad trip nang ganun. And I really don't know why. Tapos lagi ko siyang inaasar at inaaway but admittedly, lambing ko lang yun. Hahahah :D Well, lagi kaming ganun, parang aso't pusa. At sanay na sanay na ako, swear. Well, except dun sa na-bad trip talaga ako sa kanya 'cause that was below the belt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened to me the past few days. Except for Christmas Eve. Hahaha :D I went online thinking that most of my friends were online too. I was totally wrong. Hahaha :D I quite expected that though. I know everyone was busy 'cause that was the day before Christmas. Ian instant messaged me. Ayun, todo chat kami. Kaka-miss din yun, in fairness. Kasi naman, after last semester, di na kami ganun ka-in touch. Eh kasi we were busy with our own business. Tapos when this semester started, hindi na kami ganun nagkikita because of our OJT. The text session was lessened also. But now, todo text ulit kami, actually, before Christmas vacation started pa nga eh. Todo chat kami till the clock strike at 12am. We greeted each other Merry Christmas, of course. Tapos, I ended the session at 1am kasi I had to attend the mass at 9:30am. &lt;a href="http://walkingdoll.multiply.com/photos/album/140/CHRISTmas_eve_08"&gt;Christmas Eve&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Day was fun too. We attended the mass then visited my grandma. We had a simple lunch sa house. Picture taking, of course. My inaanaks came to get their gifts. Hahahaha :D Kids were everywhere. Kumita kaya sila? I don't know. In the afternoon, we had bunutan for the exchange gift sa New Year. We will have a family reunion which is also an annual event. We will be having games din. We will be having a blast on the 1st day of 2009. Green is the color, by the way. &lt;a href="http://walkingdoll.multiply.com/photos/album/141/happy_CHRISTMAS_"&gt;Happy Christmas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2008 will soon end and it will still leave a big question mark in my life which I will surely bring on the Year of the Ox. Confusion still lives in me up to now. Haaaaaay. I just can't get enough of this. Parang hindi na natapos eh. Hopefully, everything will be settled na din before I graduate. I'm looking forward to a great year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-471702520557873042?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/471702520557873042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/471702520557873042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-dont-have-strength-to-stay-away-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-5419378074742881909</id><published>2008-12-19T20:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T11:23:09.849+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chillax'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;It's a wonder how love strikes you at the most unexpected time. And somehow, in some way, it disappears exactly at the moment you are ready to face it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really had a blast for two consecutive nights. Two unbelievable and incredible nights with friends. Actually, I wasn't supposed to go but hey, the plans changed and I didn't regret the fact that I attended though I only have a few hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 17, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT Knights Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dolce, Tomas Morato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/itnyt3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was the most awaited event of all Information Technology, ACT and Digital Arts students of Letran. It was a somehow an IT Christmas Party organized by the Letran Information Technology Society and the Institute of Information Technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before, I wasn't really sure if I am going to attend the event or not because we have an OJT that same day. Joanne and I were planning of what to do which was either leave the office at lunch time or not to go to office at all. We were convincing and persuading Niko to come with us but he wasn't really sure coz he wanted to come to the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning of the 17th, I wasn't in the mood to go to the office and I don't know why. I took my breakfast and eventually, received text messages from Niko and Joanne about the plan. Since Niko woke up late, he didn't want to attend our duty so that he could also sleep longer. We were exchanging messages to finalize the decision and so, we settled on not attending our duty in the office. The three of us went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I woke up again, I asked my friends about their plan and all. Joanne was sure so as to Cha, Eunice, JL, Kath, Kel, Jhen and Gian. Niko was still undecided. I kept on forcing him to go with us but he was still having second thoughts. Our meeting place was at Park and Ride because JL brought his car. We were all dressed up and ready to party. It was around 7.30pm when we arrived at Dolce. We were all there except for Gian who didn't know how to get to the place though he was riding a cab. I thought he was all by himself but I was totally surprised to see Niko with him. Yeah, he did surprised me because I really thought he won't come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was around 8pm when we entered the bar. We looked for a place and got our food and drinks. I got a beer and an Iced Tea. Don't ask why. There were conflicts with the stub. I should have gotten two rounds of beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party started with a program. The emcee was a gay and we felt like we were in a comedy bar. It was fun, absolutely fun. We enjoyed it because he was so funny. There was an awarding of the Best Dressed and Face of the Night. There was also a raffle where a friend of mine won a thousand bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The much awaited part of the night finally came - Party Time. We were grooving and dancing enjoying every beat of the music being played. Dolce is one heck of a good place to have fun. We rocked the house down. The lights and sounds were perfect. It was so much better than Temple Bar where we held our IT Knights Out last year. What I don't like about Dolce is that their cocktail tables are everywhere, even at the middle. But all in all, it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we captured every moment. It was tiring, though. We went out at 12mn and I was fetched by Daddy Carlo. It was one heck of a fun night. We will do that again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 18, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arriba Fest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Letran Grounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/fest3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wasn't supposed to watch the annual Christmas concert in Letran because it wasn't part of my plan after all. But because some of my friends will watch and I know that it will going to be a super fun night, I decided to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 3pm when I left the house and headed not to Letran but to SM Manila to meet Niko. As soon as I arrived, I also saw Rey, they were playing PS2. I approached them and stayed there for a couple of minutes. I went out again to stroll and buy a dress for myself. I had an hour of walking and roaming trying to look for a perfect dress until I settled with a cute mini dress at Just G. The two boys met me at Watsons. We strolled then ate at Burger King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Letran to watch the concert. Taken by Cars, Paraluman, Rivermaya and Parokya ni Edgar were the bands who rocked the Letran Grounds. Christian Bautista was there also but we didn't get to see him perform. We were quite late. The DJ, by the way, is kinda cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was with Niko, Joanne, Cha, Jhen, Alwyn, Kel, Jaja, Chester and some other batchmates. The best part, of course, was Parokya ni Edgar. The best performer ever. They really know how to keep the crowd high. I have gotten the chance to touch Vinci's arm. Hahaha ;D They sang six songs. It was super kaduper fun though it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bitin&lt;/span&gt;. We were still asking for some more. I also touched Gab's arm and able to hold Buwie's hand. Take note, holding hands. Hahahaha ;D I was also surprised and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kilig&lt;/span&gt;. Until now, I can't get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, we decided to take a rest until we decided to go home. Today, we had our OJT and some of my friends are now having fun at Enchanted Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Multiply Updates:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://walkingdoll.multiply.com/photos/album/136/MCP_club_tarp_PICTORIAL"&gt;MCP Club Tarp Pictorial&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://walkingdoll.multiply.com/photos/album/137/a_FUN_DINNER_with_the_IT_family"&gt;Dinner with the IT Family&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://walkingdoll.multiply.com/photos/album/138/lets_DANCE_till_we_DROP"&gt;IT Knights Out&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://walkingdoll.multiply.com/photos/album/139/rockin_letran_during_ARRIBA_FEST_08"&gt;Arriba Fest '08&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-5419378074742881909?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/5419378074742881909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/5419378074742881909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-wonder-how-love-strikes-you-at-most.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-7691311833853120446</id><published>2008-12-13T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T11:02:21.054+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='three-o'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ojt'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Someone can make you feel that you are so special, but you'll never know if it's their habit to make everybody feel that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long and tiring week for me. I have experienced a hell yet fun week. Sounds ironic, ayt? The week that has passed is the number one reason of my lack of sleep and headaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday, as always, we went to PNB for our OJT together with Joanne and Niko. But we decided not to attend our class at 7.30pm due to laziness. That same day also, the boys had a game at Muñoz, near Rex's crib. That's why Joanne and I to cut the class because we knew that we will do nothing and we're oh so right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday, we had a meeting for the Interschool Digital Arts Competition organized by the Letran Microsoft Certified Professionals Club where I am the Vice President. The plan wasn't finalized yet and there were some things that are needed to be done. I'm not part of the Marketing Committee but ended up being a part of it after helping my friends with the layout of the tarpaulin that we will be using for the event. Yeah, I did the design though at first, I didn't want to reveal that I was the one who did that because I thought I'll be receiving negative feedback from my batchmates and professors, as well. Good thing, I didn't and in fact, they loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday was a super fun day for the Three-O (Cez, Joanne and Niko). We had a lunch out with our bosses. Yeah, we've got a free lunch courtesy of our four bosses and two of their friends. Actually, they informed us about that lunch out last Monday and the three of us were like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"do we need to go there?"&lt;/span&gt; because we were hesitant to come with them. Of course, they are the bosses and we're just the mere trainees. So, we were discussing that we're going to decline the invitation and just reason out. But we were not able to do that. Our mouth remained shut after one of our bosses told us that we should follow her to the parking area in the basement. We were like robots who followed her without any word. So there, we ate at Seaside just near our office. Lots and lots of seafoods to choose from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, we were hesitant to get foods and they were asking us what we want and all. But eventually, we find ourselves tasting all the foods served. We ate a lot and I felt how big my stomach was that time. We were full, actually but they were convincing us to eat more which we can't reject. Hahaha :) They also ate more than what we ate. Our bosses were really noisy and loud. We didn't expect it from them. It was like the entire restaurant were full of people when in fact, there were actually three tables occupied. Laughters were everywhere. And swear, it was one hell of a fun afternoon with the bosses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday, we were all busy preparing for the event this coming Tuesday. We had our pictorial for the tarpaulin welcoming the delegates. It was super kaduper fun. We were all hyper including our professors. We were doing weird poses and we only had a number of formal shots. Most of the pictures were wacky. Hahaha :) Afterwhich, we went to the IIT to fix all the things needed for the event including the invitation and the posters. Only few were working and that includes me, Joanne, Niko, Marco and Chester. I asked them about the other officers whereabouts and I received nothing. In fact, Joanne, Niko and Marco and not officers of the organization but they are very much willing to help us out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We failed to attend our class at 4.30pm where we had a quiz. Good thing, our professor was kind enough to allow us to take the exam before the next class's schedule since our class was dismissed early. After taking the not-so difficult quiz, Niko, Marco and Chester went to Chester's house to transfer the pictures from Chester's digicam and then later on, went to Vito Cruz for the tarp. As to Joanne and I, we went to SM Manila to buy envelopes for the invitation. We also bought pizza (double delight) courtesy of Mam Abbie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were waiting for an hour and a half at IIT because the boys told us that they'll meet us there. Until I received a call from Marco telling us to go to SM Manila because we'll eat. And we had a free dinner at KFC courtesy of Marco. How I wish that Marco is always stress so he would always treat us. Hahaha :D After that, Niko went to our house to finish the layout of the other tarp. He was here for two hours with full of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;asaran &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tawanan&lt;/span&gt;. Hays. We were too loud. He went home at 12am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, after attending our OJT, Three-O met Marco at Jollibee-Vito Cruz to claim the tarp. We had a call from Sir Armin asking us to go to Abas in Quirino. We went there and we were surprised that it was a bar. Sir Armin, Mam Abbie and Sir Robby treated us for a dinner. Oh yeah, three consecutive days. Joanne and I saw a lot of handsome and hot guys there. We're going back there, for sure. After the dinner, we went back to Letran then decided to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had my parish exposure at Immaculate Conception Parish where I rendered three hours. I'll go back next Saturday coz I had to accomplish 18 hours. All I did was face the computer and encoded. And I am very much fine with it. This afternoon, we went to the hospital to visit my grandpa. He might go out on Monday or Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I'll be attending a Christening where I will be one of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ninangs&lt;/span&gt;. But mom and I need to go to Tutuban, 168 and Divi first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-7691311833853120446?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/7691311833853120446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/7691311833853120446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/12/someone-can-make-you-feel-that-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-2851245911647134398</id><published>2008-12-07T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T21:30:48.744+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chillax'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I wish normal people have a heart that vampires do. Once they fall in love, they never fall out of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/dm2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Dream Match is finally over. So much preparations were made not only by Manny Pacquiao and Oscar dela Hoya but also those people who were really anxious and eager to know the outcome of the much awaited match-up. It was indeed the most awaited one because two great boxers were up for a challenge. But in any match-up, only one is expected to win and this time, it was Manny Pacquiao who won the classic battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I wasn't really excited with that match-up. As a matter of fact, I didn't talk about it that much. It wasn't as loud as the previous matches of Manny. Perhaps, because many boxing analysts predicted that Oscar would surely win and the Philippine's pride was the underdog. Yet, the turn of events was really unexpected. Manny did great and it was really evident. I, myself, didn't expect that he would be in his best. It was a great match, a legendary one, in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't able to watch Karylle singing the Philippine National Anthem so I can't critic her now. My brother was changing the TV's channel that time so we missed that part. It wasn't really a big deal, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Christmas is just few days away and I can really feel the holiday season. The cold weather seems to be obvious especially during the night time. I'm still not prepared in a way that I haven't bought presents for my friends and that there are a lot of things that I need to buy. But I know the Christmas season is not about that but admit it, it is really a part of it. Yeah, I am excited in a way that it is a much-awaited annual event. I just can't deny the fact that I'm quite sad because I miss my dad so much. How I wish he is here to celebrate Christmas with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that, IT Night is confirmed. I don't know if my friends would come but I really want to. It isn't required for Seniors to go this time but you know, I really wanna go. It is something that I'm really looking forward to. I'm not a Party Animal but it is something that I really enjoy doing. So, if one of my friends would attend the event, I will surely come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three-O is planning to have a Baguio Trip once our OJT is done. That's the trip that I would really love to join but my problem is money. Hopefully, I could save money for that trip. Well, we haven't finalized it yet since we still need to look for a place to stay and if ever that day would come, only three of us are sure. I just wish Chillax would come with us if not, Niko's friends will also do. Hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/sony.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Guys, please help me decide on what to buy. Since I want a digital camera as a graduation gift, I am still undecided between DSC-T77 and DSC-T700. Both are Sony Cybershot cameras. At first, I really want the latter but after I have read the Specifications for both cameras, I am now thinking twice. Though T700 has a better design, T77 weighs lighter and smaller plus it is less expensive too. So, now, what do you think is the better one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Still confused. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-2851245911647134398?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2851245911647134398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2851245911647134398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-wish-normal-people-have-heart-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-1950405571414233385</id><published>2008-11-29T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T22:08:02.527+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ojt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chillax'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;It's not the effort that makes the girl smiles. It's the willingness of the guy to do those crazy effort just to make her smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/3-o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;OJT Three-O [Joanne, Cez and Niko]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The busy girl is back. Oh well, I'm so much busy with school, as usual. I am currently enjoying my On-The-Job training at Philippine National Bank though we couldn't practice our Networking skills there. It is not the job that we are enjoying but the new environment that we are into. It is truly something new for the three of us, rather all of us interns and trainees. During our first week, we were just given simple tasks and everything was about the database. Don't ask why. We were not able to file a request so that we can be transferred to the IT Department. But nevertheless, we don't have regrets because our five bosses (three vice presidents and two project managers) are all nice and friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, as a Systems Engineering student, I really wanna practice my skills in networking and troubleshooting but I can't because in the office, we are actually dealing with databases. But according to one of my professors, it is just okay because once we enter the corporate world, we will not know where will we be assigned. There are much more opportunities if we are knowledgeable not only in networking but also in database and programming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our office is actually good and buildings are overlooking because of the big glass window. I feel so lucky and grateful because we are assigned there because the people there are very much friendly and they wouldn't treat you as just a mere trainee. They are so kind and nice. If we accomplish something that they'd asked as to do, they would say thank you which is, I think, rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually enjoy because I am with my super fun friends, Niko and Joanne. Although at times they used to trick, tease and fool me, still, they are truly the friends I've wanting to have. Joanne is my partner in crime just so you know. I never thought that we will be this close because during our freshman year, she wasn't really my companion. Thanks to free sectioning. She has become my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasangga&lt;/span&gt;, my secret keeper and adviser. Niko, on the other hand, is like a brother to me. I used to call him &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kuya &lt;/span&gt;before. Ever since freshman year, we are really close. I used to consult to him my problems and he knows a lot of secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wish us luck on our OJT. May we successfully finish it. It's fun, swear. That's why I'm excited and nervous at the same time to enter the corporate world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Multiply Updates:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://walkingdoll.multiply.com/photos/album/130/fifth_days_SNAP_SHOTS"&gt;Fifth Day's Snap Shots&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://walkingdoll.multiply.com/photos/album/131/when_LEFT_ALONE"&gt;When Left Alone&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://walkingdoll.multiply.com/photos/album/132/OJT_TRIO_strikes_for_the_nth_time"&gt;OJT Trio Strikes for the Nth time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-1950405571414233385?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/1950405571414233385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/1950405571414233385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-not-effort-that-makes-girl-smiles.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-3794370116690291398</id><published>2008-11-18T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T01:51:36.834+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Now, I know... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I got it already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be reviewing for my quiz in Free Elective later. I'm beginning to become lazy once more. I have lots of things to accomplish but I don't know where and how to start. Anyways, I will just be sharing some quotes sent by some of my friends. Some or rather most are heartbreaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are lots of instances when you feel that everything is going well between you and this person. You get together and share feelings, thinking that tomorrow, you will have something deeper only to realize the next morning that what happened is not a reality and the two of you can never be, and it will just be the same old story." &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;--from Thets &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(I was deeply struck when I first read that quote. Oh well.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are things better expressed in silence to spare self from rejection and losing that person. Let the action do the talking, in short. But if you still didn't get it, what's subtle for you yet obvious to others. It's either you are pathetically blind and damn insensitive or just freaking scared of what's next to happen" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;--from C&lt;/span&gt;j&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; (so damn true)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Loving him is like breathing. So tell me, how can I stop?" --&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from Cj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Guys use the word friendship to start love. Girls use the word friendship to end love." --&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from Thea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't need someone perfect, don't even need a wealthy one. I just need someone who can understand and who can be with me in times I'm under my unwanted attitude." --&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from Joyce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes there are some things you want to say to someone, words to say how important they are, how much they mean in your life. But even if you are so eager to let your heart speak, you still have to consider the factors around you. And after seeing how complicated the story would be, you have no choice but to stay where you are, confused and unhappy." --&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from Rey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sweetness of a person will make you fall in love but you get confused when you see the same person with the same sweetness with someone else." --&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from Elaize&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Oh yeah!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't be cold to someone you care about just because that person couldn't realize your worth. Instead, be nice so they could realize what they've been missing." --&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from Elaize&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(such an eye-opener)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you want pain, if you like tears, if you need sleepless nights and suffereing, find a friend and fall in love. -Casper" --&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from Elaize&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(I don't want to believe this but is it true?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Always make your absence felt, in such a way that somebody misses you but let not your absence be so long that somebody starts learning to live without you." --&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from Camille&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(another realization)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At one point, you have to face your heartaches alone - without expecting someone to hug you. And you also need to be known as you and not his girl." --&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from Jam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's painful to fall in love with someone who has someone else especially if you tried everything to ignore the feelings. Worst if that someone made you feel as if you are someone special but then you are just special and never would be loved." --&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from Rey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(so very true!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's hard to lose something that had never been yours, in any way you think of, you just have to learn to let go and accept the fact that while good things never last some doesn't even start." -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-from Elaize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's sad about loving someone? It is when you are not good enough coz somebody else occupies his mind and his heart and you know you can't compete with that." --&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from Niko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-3794370116690291398?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/3794370116690291398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/3794370116690291398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/11/now-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-3899168920886228131</id><published>2008-11-14T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T23:30:36.781+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ojt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;When you love someone, you can tell but when you are in love with someone, everyone else can tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed this big time. Being absent in the blogging world for quite a long time really isn't my thing but you know, I really have to do this. If you think that I was able to relax last semestral break, then, you are totally wrong. When the first semester of my senior year has ended, my busy days didn't stop there. As a matter of fact, it continues until this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were busy looking for companies on which we can do our internship or on-the-job training. I admit, it was really hard. At first, we completed all the requirements needed by our professor for our endorsement letter to be signed. We looked for several companies through the web and called some through the phone. We even registered at &lt;a href="http://ph.jobstreet.com/"&gt;Jobstreet&lt;/a&gt; and passed our resume to some companies. We were all pressured because it was really hard finding a good one most especially, if you have several competitors around coming from different colleges and universities, prestigious ones in fact. But we didn't lose hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second semester has started and we were still clueless on where will be doing our internship. The first day wasn't really fun because I didn't see most of my friends. I stayed at school with Joanne and Niko until 7.30pm. Second day was just like the first. I wasn't able to see the person I wanted to see. We were quite fortunate because we have great professors, except for Practicum though. Don't ask why. He is so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That week, we tried visiting companies and fortunately, we were accepted on the first company we went to. It was some sort of luck. Yet, i don't know if we are indeed fortunate or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first day as student trainees started last Monday. We woke up early in the morning because our duty starts at 8am and ends at 5pm. We were late on the first day but good thing, they didn't count it as late. It was tiring, I must say. My body isn't used to those kind of routines. By the way, after our duty, we still need to go back to school to attend our last class which starts at 7.30pm and ends up at 9pm. It was so late but I guess, I have to deal with it. &lt;a href="http://walkingdoll.multiply.com/photos/album/128/welcome_to_the_REAL_WORLD"&gt;Welcome to the real world!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to the second day of our internship, I felt weak and vulnerable. I don't know. Perhaps, I am still in the stage of adjusting and all that. But hopefully, everything will be fine as day goes by. I can't deny the fact that I'm enjoying though a part of me is not happy. I don't know why. Maybe because I'm yearning for something more. Well, it is still early. We can't tell what might happen next. &lt;a href="http://walkingdoll.multiply.com/photos/album/129/define_CRAZINESS"&gt;Define craziness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am not totally happy. Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-3899168920886228131?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/3899168920886228131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/3899168920886228131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-you-love-someone-you-can-tell-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-3834885470636257557</id><published>2008-11-01T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T20:33:57.734+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mcp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I wonder why you are so afraid to give other person a chance to love you but so easy to give a try to the person that once, twice, always gives you a heartbreak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, I realized that my last post was about the Microsoft Certification Exam we took last week. I must say that it was really a success. Most of us passed. Last Saturday, my SD friends took their Certification Exams at DBWizards and just like us, they did well. They also passed. Congrats Dyei, Julius and Pabear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, my ninong went back to Canada already. That's why last Saturday, we bonded like hell. He might come back and by that time, he'll bring with him Ninang Joan, Jan, Ken, Jiselle and Jana. I can't wait, as in. Hopefully, that vacation would happen this Christmas. Its been ages since they last celebrated Christmas here and it would be really memorable if they would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday, I went to school to request for the true copy of grade which is actually a requirement for our On the Job Training. Only Joanne and I went to school because my friends didn't know that we'll go there. It's not that we want to keep it, but everytime we send group message, no one bothers to reply. It is really annoying. After that, we stayed in the Colegio for a little while until we decided to stroll at SM Manila. We ate first at everyone's favorite fastfood chain, McDonald's. She bought a pair of headset at PC Corner. Then we strolled and checked out some gadgets like PC, Laptop, Cellphone, iPod and DigiCam. Actually, what we always do in SM Manila if we don't feel like playing in Worlds of Fun and Quantum or singing in Popstar, we check for gadgets there. What do you expect from IT students? I always visit the desktop computer I want to acquire which is the HP A4460D. I'm really clueless what to buy first because there's a lot of things I want to have. Hay. Still undecided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Wishlist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* HP A4460D&lt;br /&gt;* Laptop Vaio&lt;br /&gt;* Sony Cybershot DSC-T700&lt;br /&gt;* External Hard Disk&lt;br /&gt;* and a lot more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday, I was out to Quiapo with mom and Ian. We had to buy a new analog for my brother's PSP. Good thing, Ian was really heading to Quiapo that day to buy MMC for his PSP, I guess. We met at SM Carriedo. Supposedly, I had to go there by myself and meet Ian but because I am not familiar with the place (even though I'm a Manila girl), I had to bring my mom with me. I am not used to going to that place, really. We headed to a mall near the church where you can see PSPs and cellphones everywhere. Fortunately, we found the thing that we needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Ian brought us to the place where we can found lots of Hello Kitty items. Knowing me, I am really big fan of that super cutie cat. Ever since I was just a little girl, I am into it. In fact, I'm a collector. I bought a pair of slippers to be used for tomorrow's swimming party. I was really amazed. I might go back to buy more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our merienda at Greenwich. It was a fun moment, a total bonding moment, indeed. We chatted and talked non-stop. I didn't expect that my mom and Ian would really get along pretty well. They shared stories. My mom even shared strange things about me that I'm keeping all these years. Oh well, at least, he knows a lot of things about me already. That bonding moment was really exceptional. We separated ways after we ate. He had to ride the LRT while my mom and I had to ride a jeepney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, my relatives in the States are here for a vacation. We have lots of balikbayans. And tomorrow, we will be having a swimming party for Claudine's 11th Birthday. Theme: Hannah Montana Best of Both Worlds Party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-3834885470636257557?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/3834885470636257557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/3834885470636257557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-wonder-why-you-are-so-afraid-to-give.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-2678920606090334294</id><published>2008-10-26T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T21:53:39.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mcp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chillax'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Usually, the thing that you've been looking for is actually just right in front of you. You just don't realize it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been out of the blogging world for quite a while. The main reason was our Microsoft Certification Exam we took last Thursday. We had a three-day review in preparation for the exam. I already expected that only few will attend because of what happened last year where the review was really useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, day one happened last 10/21 which was a Monday. Joanne and I talked about it already that we will go to school early. So there, we arrived at around 8am which was supposed to be the beginning of the review session. But unfortunately, it didn't start on time. We just waited in one area there together with Niko, Ian and Marco though the three arrived late. The review session started at around 9:30am. At first, we were all concentrated and we were really listening to what our reviewer was trying to discuss and teach us. He was, by they way, Sir Dexter Dar. He was so nice. At the middle of the session, we felt the boredom already. Ian and Marco, as usual, made fun of me so I wasn't able to listen. They were harassing me. Hahaha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only a half-day review. Joanne and I were supposed to join the boys in visiting Rex in his house because he was leaving the day after. But Joanne suddenly changed her mind and instead, she wanted to join Cha, Jhen, Rey and Kelvin. As for me, I had no choice but to come with Joanne because I will be the only girl in case I join the boys. It was hard to decide because Rex is really nice to me and I bet, he was also expecting me to be there. But what can I do? Good thing, he was able to understand me. &lt;a href="http://walkingdoll.multiply.com/photos/album/125/MCP_REVIEW_day_one"&gt;MCP Review: Day One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day of the review was just like the first day. Only few attended and from the Chillax Crew, only I, Joanne and Rey attended. The boys drunk last night. We didn't listen that much, though. Instead, we were busy chit-chatting and playing PSP. By the way, Rex flew already to US for his two-week vacation. After the review, we decided to drop by SM Manila to kill the time then met Niko and Gian there. We sang at Popstar then walked and strolled until we decided to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't attend the third day of the review because it was our Enrollment. Joanne and I decided to go there early because from our experiences before, we expected a lot of students falling in line and doing the same thing as ours. As I arrived there, I was stupefied with the long line. I saw Niko with Ryan but because, there were a lot of people behind them, I decided not to cut the line (at that moment). After Joanne arrived, we decided to fall in line. It was really hot there and our sweats were all over. Niko and Marco then called us telling us that there were three vacant seats there. We had no choice but to cut. Until we realized, we were in front and about to pay for the processing fee. I won't detail what happened next. All I know was that the entire process was indeed tiring and energy consuming but fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just waited for our friends to finish and decided to have our lunch at SM Manila. We killed our time at Worlds of Fun where Ian and Marco spent a lot of money. We were there till 6pm without thinking that the MCP exam will be on the next day. &lt;a href="http://walkingdoll.multiply.com/photos/album/126/the_crews_TERIYAKI_TRIP"&gt;The Crew's Teriyaki Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/mcpx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Cez, Niko, Joanne and Kath. Ian was the photographer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The day has finally come for us third year and fourth year IT students with MCSE and MCDBA specializations. I went to MISNET in Makati with Joanne and Niko. As we arrived, we saw Cha, Marco, Kelvin, Gian and Rey who were about to take the exams. We suddenly felt the nervousness because we knew that after them, it will be our turn. We sat at the waiting area trying to calm ourselves - laughing and making fun of each other. Then the lady called Niko, meaning Joanne and I were left in the table. After 30 minutes, the lady called my name and from then on, my heart didn't stop from beating fast. I took the exam in the room where Niko was taking his. He finished first and he passed. I passed also, thank God for that. Two down and there's five more to go. Most of us passed the exams and I'm so thankful to God for that. It was really a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the exam, we went to Glorietta to eat and stroll. But since most of us were sleepy because of lack of sleep, Niko, Joanne, Ian and I decided to go home while the rest was still there. I am so happy with the achievement that we have received and I do praise God for that. He answered our prayers. Dyei, Paul and Julius passed their certification exams also at DBWizards yesterday. No need for a second shot because we made it the first time we took it. Thanks for those who prayed. It really means a lot to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might go to school tomorrow to get the transcript and the recommendation letter for our On the Job Training. I passed my resume to some companies and hopefully, I will be able to get responses from them this week. Please do pray that I will be able to do well in the interview and for my acceptance, of course. I badly need this one. Thanks in advance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has happened to my family these past few weeks and I can say that it wasn't the way I wanted it to be. But I cannot stop it from happening. Problems started to arise and I don't know what to do. My mind cannot stop from thinking what and where to start. Hopefully, everything will be fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-2678920606090334294?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2678920606090334294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2678920606090334294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/10/usually-thing-that-youve-been-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-4065695405567036251</id><published>2008-10-18T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T20:01:56.110+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;If a person made you smile and laugh for how many times already, for sure that person can make you cry real tears too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grabbed from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://14xine08.multiply.com/"&gt;Maxine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GUYS' RULES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last a guy has taken the time to write this all down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here are the rules from the male side.&lt;br /&gt;These are our rules!&lt;br /&gt;Please note... these are all numbered "1"&lt;br /&gt;ON PURPOSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Men are NOT mind readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Learn to work the toilet seat.&lt;br /&gt;You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down.&lt;br /&gt;We need it up, you need it down.&lt;br /&gt;You don't hear us complaining about you leaving it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sunday sports. It's like the full moon&lt;br /&gt;or the changing of the tides.&lt;br /&gt;Let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Shopping is NOT a sport.&lt;br /&gt;And no, we are never going to think of it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Crying is blackmail.&lt;br /&gt;not really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ask for what you want.&lt;br /&gt;Let us be clear on this one:&lt;br /&gt;Subtle hints do not work!&lt;br /&gt;Strong hints do not work!&lt;br /&gt;Obvious hints do not work!&lt;br /&gt;Just say it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's what we do.&lt;br /&gt;Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A headache that lasts for 17 months is a Problem.&lt;br /&gt;See a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 Days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you won't dress like the Victoria 's Secret girls, don't Expect us to act like soap opera guys.&lt;br /&gt;now i know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you think you're fat, you probably are.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways and one of them makes you sad or angry, then we meant the other one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You can either ask us to do something&lt;br /&gt;Or tell us how you want it done.&lt;br /&gt;Not both.&lt;br /&gt;If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Whenever possible, Please say whatever you have to say during commercials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Christopher Columbus did NOT need directions and neither do we.&lt;br /&gt;tlga lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings.&lt;br /&gt;Peach, for example, is a fruit, not A color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If it itches, it will be scratched.&lt;br /&gt;We do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," We will act like nothing's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle, besides we know you will bring it up again later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, Expect an answer you don't want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear is fine...Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as baseball, the shotgun formation,&lt;br /&gt;or golf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You have enough clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You have too many shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am in shape. Round IS a shape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Thank you for reading this.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But did you know men really don't mind that? It's like camping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this to as many men as you can -&lt;br /&gt;to give them a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this to as many women as you can -&lt;br /&gt;to give them a bigger laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This made me laugh, swear. Perhaps, most of these are true. Yeah, I really think so. Well, now I know. Hahahahaha :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-4065695405567036251?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/4065695405567036251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/4065695405567036251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/10/if-person-made-you-smile-and-laugh-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-7343943218302418444</id><published>2008-10-17T17:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:32:35.540+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chillax'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;You know you really love someone when you don't hate them from breaking your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really had a blast yesterday, as in. The day turned out to be more than what I expected it to be. Our plan started out last Tuesday when Rex asked a favor from me. I said yes for that favor and he joked me that he'll just treat me to return the favor. I joked on him that he should treat me to a movie. I didn't expect that he was that serious because that same day, he made a plan for Thursday which was yesterday. I texted the girls about the plan and he texted the boys. I received replies but most of the girls weren't sure if they can make it or not and the boys weren't replying as well. Only few did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just waited till Wednesday came and we were like thinking if the plan should push through or not because only five were sure then. I was quite sad because it was me who insisted it and they didn't even bother trying to join or what. Wednesday night, I was busy texting my friends who will come with me the next day. They were asking me if the plan should continue knowing that we were only few. I told them yes. So what if we were just five. It's their lost not ours. At least, we'll enjoy. It was all set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/escape.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday morning, Niko texted that he'll come with us. That means, we were 6 - Cez, Rex, Lai(Rex's gf), Ian, Niko and Marco. I was too excited then so were they. I was supposed to leave the house at 2pm but because of the heavy rain, I left at 2.30 in the afternoon. I met up with Marco at Abad Santos Station then we rode an LRT again going to Monumento. We went to 7-11 to meet up with Niko. Then Ian came next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to leave by riding a bus going to MRT-North Ave. where we will meet Rex and Lai. It was jampacked. It was only a 20-minute ride from there to Ortigas. We walked a little while until we reached The Podium. We watched Max Payne there. I didn't like the plot but the fighting scenes and the effects were truly amazing. Mark Wahlberg did a great job in the film. After an hour and 40 minutes, we decided to stroll. By the way, the theater there is so cool. I might watch there again. But too bad, it's kinda far from Tondo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out the mall to walk and find a restaurant where we could have our dinner. We were joking and laughing while we were walking. Of course, we had picture-taking. That is one thing that should not be forgotten. We were kinda undecided where to eat but we settled with Texas Roadhouse Grill at El Pueblo. It was fun there. It really took us a long time choosing from the set of foods because of one reason, they are so expensive. We still ate there, though. Super duper thanks to Rex for the treat! :) The foods were yummy and great that's why the money we paid for it was so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sulit&lt;/span&gt;. Heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were joking and laughing that time when a tall man entered the restaurant. From the time he entered, I knew it was James Yap. Yeah, we saw James Yap there. At first, Niko didn't recognize him and he didn't want to believe that it was James. He thought we were kidding but we weren't. Before we go, we had 2 sets of pictures with James. From then, we can't get over  with what happened. He is nice, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked again from El Pueblo to Shangri-La Plaza and decided to play at Quantum. Lots and lots of fun memories there. The mall was closing so we left. We walked again until we reached Starbucks. We stayed there for an hour and have some coffee. After that, we decided to go home. I arrived at 11:30pm. Thanks friends for that super kaduper fun Thursday! &lt;a href="http://walkingdoll.multiply.com/photos/album/123/our_great_ESCAPE_from_BOREDOM"&gt;Our Great Escape from Boredom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was truly fun being with your friends. I'm so happy because my mom now allows me to go out with friends and go home late at night. I will surely miss this kind of moment once we enter the corporate world. That's why we need to seize and savor every moment we have with each other. I'm so much blessed for having them. Too bad for those who didn't come because they missed out a lot. I hope the next time we plan for another getaway, the entire troop will be able to come with us so that it will be more enjoying. I want another of this. Hahaha :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY EMINEM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-7343943218302418444?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/7343943218302418444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/7343943218302418444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-know-you-really-love-someone-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-5967577483895208735</id><published>2008-10-15T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T21:16:06.981+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chillax'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walkingdoll'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;You know what's sweet? It's when you're sad, then he smiles at you and suddenly, you feel fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before anything else, the quote above, it is really true. Well, in my case, it is. Whenever I feel bad, his smile is something I look forward to feel better. Hope he feels the same way. Oh yeah! Enough of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/105v86q.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Once accepting this award, the rules are as follow:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put the logo on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;2. Add a link to the person who awarded you.&lt;br /&gt;3. Nominate 10 other blogs.&lt;br /&gt;4. Add links to those blogs on yours.&lt;br /&gt;5. Leave a message for your nominees on their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This award was actually given by &lt;a href="http://untiedballoons.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jam&lt;/a&gt; Thanks a bunch, girl. :) This award is really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my Ten Coolest Blogs ever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kawaiiyukinohime.blogdrive.com/"&gt;Aya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://btrixe.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dyeish.tabulas.com/"&gt;Dyei&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://discofiasco.net/"&gt;Finella&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kyutatari.blogspot.com/"&gt;Khitee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3droyg.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kuya Roy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://simplissity.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lissy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nicelystravelogue.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nicely&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bawal-umihi-dito.blogspot.com/"&gt;Unjeh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://victoriasrighthip.typepad.com/"&gt;Victoria&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is another pretty boring day, not so, I must say. Our grades our out and I've seen it already except for Theo. I passed and that's all I can say for now. I am so much satisfied with my grades. No complains at all. It's good, as in. Together with the release of grades is the release of how much our tuition fee for this coming semester would be. I was absolutely stupefied when a friend texted me and informed me that our tuition fee is 55 thousand. Who would have thought that our tuition fee is that big thinking that we are on our last semester and we only need to take 15 units? Oh come on, I really don't know what comprises that big amount but I'm pretty sure we have again sets of MOCs. I don't know where in this world my dad could get such huge amount. I'm expecting of a 40k but more than 50k, I didn't saw it coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are now trying look for companies on which we can undergo on the job training. Unfortunately, Letran will not provide companies for us instead we are the ones who'll look for it. I have companies in mind, so hopefully, we'll be accepted there. But it will not be easy, believe me because even though it's just an OJT, we would still undergo test and interview and our acceptance is not guaranteed. Wish us luck. This is yet another nervous and new experience for us as we start to enter the corporate world. I'm excited but the nerves are still present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that, I was able to exchange messages with my friends whom I missed a lot via text. We were actually finalizing tomorrow's plan. Hopefully, it will push through. I couldn't back out though because I insisted the plan. Yeah, I was the one who gave them the idea so the boys are truly excited while the girls, all of them are unsure except for me, of course. I knew it, I will be the muse for tomorrow's getaway. What will I do? It was me who started it and backing out is something that I can't do or else the boys will get mad at me. But I'm excited. I'm so bored here in the house and can't think of a productive thing to do. I wanna go out and unwind with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping and wishing with fingers crossed that our tomorrow's plan will push through. And I also pray that my girl friends would also join us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-5967577483895208735?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/5967577483895208735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/5967577483895208735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-know-whats-sweet-its-when-youre-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-79087839761280794</id><published>2008-10-14T22:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T22:26:19.250+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mcp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chillax'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;You can tell if that person is someone special because no matter what kind of mood you are in, that person can always manage to make you smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, a godfather of mine, who happens to live in Canada, surprised us with his presence. He'll be staying here until the 26th. His eldest son, Jan, came here for a vacation last August if you could still remember. To let you know, Ninong Celso is one heck of a jolly and cheerful person. He has lots of jokes to share and laughs so loud. It is really fun to be with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/lanaval.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last Sunday, we participated in the annual La Naval Procession. Some of my friends and I met up at 7-11 near Park and Ride. Our calltime was at 2pm because our original plan was to pass the paper given to us early and then sneak. Most of them arrived late and we left at around 3pm. Good thing, it only took us 30 minutes to reach Sto. Domingo Church. We went directly to BDO, beside KFC because that was our meeting place according to our professor. We already saw Niko, Gian, Jl and Eunice waiting there. Our supposed plan was changed because according to our professor, he will only accept papers at around 5pm and that we should let the procession start first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited for the procession to start and then follow San Vicente Liem dela Paz. We were able to see our professor and he accepted our papers right away. The boys (Niko, Ian, Rex) didn't join the procession instead they stayed in McDonald's near the church. While we, the girls, decided to join since it was our last. We had bonding moment with Dyei, Paul and Julius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to McDo to fetch the boys. They had to go to Rex's crib to play basketball that's why we decided to stroll at Trinoma. As we reached Trinoma, we ate first and then received a message coming from JL that their supposed game was cancelled. He just followed us in Trinoma but I didn't have any idea about the rest of the boys. After we ate, we strolled and took pictures. It was fun, I swear. We also checked some gadgets and I really want to buy a new desktop computer. But I'm still undecided because I also want a new digital camera as a graduation gift. Help me decide, friends. I really want both. &lt;a href="http://walkingdoll.multiply.com/photos/album/122/LA_NAVAL_procession_08"&gt;La Naval Procession&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I started studying for the 2nd certification exam. We are scheduled to take it on the 23rd. I am nervous because by this time there will be no second shot. I have to give my best. I wanna pass, as in. This afternoon, we went to SM San Lazaro to shop. We dropped buy first at Starbucks to buy some drinks then later on, strolled. It was tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, I'll end my post right here. I have to finish the 3rd Module of my MOC. I want to watch a movie. I miss the movie house. Hahaha :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-79087839761280794?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/79087839761280794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/79087839761280794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-can-tell-if-that-person-is-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-8820509782250522436</id><published>2008-10-10T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T22:15:23.441+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chillax'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;If you want to know where your heart is, look where your mind goes when it wanders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quote above really struck me. If it's true then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! I'm back. After how many days or weeks rather of not posting, I'm here once more. A lot has happened from the time I stopped blogging for a little while up to this time. I can't seem to remember everything but of course, there were really some that I can say unforgettable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I was able to emceed for the event I was talking about on my last post. Yeah, even though my voice wasn't still good that time and I wasn't feeling well, I still managed to do my job. The reason, you wanna know what is it? It is because of my partner. He doesn't want to be alone in the stage doing the job. What can I do? I just can't resist any of my friends. Actually, when I tried to speak in the microphone, I find how ugly was my voice then and I felt that everyone would laugh at me as soon as I started speaking but my partner, which is Ian, consoled me so that I wouldn't feel bad about it. It was a success, I must say. We did great and I want to congratulate my groupmates for a job well done. &lt;a href="http://walkingdoll.multiply.com/photos/album/118/ETHICAL_HACKING_seminar"&gt;E-Security&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last October 4, I attended a debut. It was my cousin's. Actually, she is one of the cousins whom I can say really close to my heart. Even though, I didn't feel like attending the party, I still went there since I was part of the 18 candles. I didn't enjoy it though. Don't ask too much. Thanks to him for saving me. I was bored and he was there, texting me all night long until we reached our house. He is really my savior. &lt;a href="http://walkingdoll.multiply.com/photos/album/119/REINAs_masquerade_PARTY"&gt;Reina's Masquerade&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That same week was our exam week. I tell you now, I really didn't study that much. I mean, I wasn't really prepared at all. Why? I was too lazy then. I tried my very best to study and review but nothing was coming in. I don't know why. But I'm pretty much confident that I'll pass it. I'm very sure with that but I just don't know if my remarks are higher. Hopefully, they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last exam was PolSci but before we took it yesterday, we first attended a La Naval mass at Sto. Domingo Church. We woke up early since our calltime was at 8am but we left Park and Ride at 8:30am which means, we were late. The mass started at 9am but we arrived there pass 9am. I don't want to blame anybody. Hahaha :) It was jampacked, as usual. After that, we went back at Letran. We ate first then stayed at our room. I can say that of all the exams we took this Final term, Polsci was the most difficult of all. But I'm hoping and praying that we'll be able to pass all my subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That same day, I had a bonding moment with Niko, Joanne, Cha, Dyei, Jhen, Kelvin, Julius and Marco. Too bad, Rex and Ian went home early because they had their own agenda last night but didn't push through for some reasons. Food tripping was the first thing we did yesterday afternoon. We ate sweet corn first. Then, I ate chicken balls though they ate fish balls too. I tried scramble, you know, the pink something which is like a shake with matching chocolate syrup. Do you get it? They let me try it. Why? Because for 19 years, I have never tried that kind of thing. I don't know if it is a drink or what. Promise. That was really my first time to taste it. Actually, I don't know if I like or not but I was able to finish a small cup of it and I was hoping that the chocolate syrup that was put in it was Hershey's. After the food trip, they decided to play Counter Strike. I don't know how to play that game and I don't have any interest on learning how to play it. It's just that I don't feel it. I just watched them trying to cope up with what they were doing but ended up knowing nothing. I just don't get it, really. Thanks to him once more for saving me from that boring moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today is the last day of the first semester. We had a mass early this morning followed by a seminar entitled Microsoft Certification Tips and Tricks. I can say that it wasn't really a seminar at all. It was just like that the speaker was trying to give us advices on what should we do before the exam, the exam day itself and after the exam. It was quite informative, though. After that, we had a buffet lunch with the IT family. I expected a lot from it but I was so disappointed. I was expecting for a lot of sumptuous foods but the heck, only two viands were served. But it was a lot of fun. It was a bonding moment with the entire 4th year IT students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They decided to play Counter Strike again and like yesterday, I was left alone in the corner of the computer shop texting. It was so boring but it was fun watching them play, shouting and laughing. We decided to stay in the catwalk for a while as the boys waited for the clock to strike at 5pm. They played Basketball at the Letran Gym. It was their first time that is why they were so excited. We watched them but we decided to go home early. We left the boys there, still playing. &lt;a href="http://walkingdoll.multiply.com/photos/album/121/one_SEMESTER_to_GO"&gt;One Sem to go&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we really have a break that we've been wanting for so long but it kinda makes me sad when I try to think that few months from now, our college life will be over. In fact, I want to extend but I know we really can't. I hope we'll not part our ways as we go on our own lives in the future. It pains to think that we'll barely see each other and that the never ending bonding moments will be lessened. I will surely miss Chillax Crew, everything we've shared since first year were truly unbelievable and worth cherishing for. I will miss our laughtrips, mall hopping, bonding moments and that what-to-do-next moments. You know, they have been my companions ever since I entered Letran and I don't want to put an end to it. I hope that in the future we'll still see each other frequently, reuniting every month and reminiscing the memories of our college life. Chillax Crew is the best crew ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-8820509782250522436?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/8820509782250522436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/8820509782250522436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/10/if-you-want-to-know-where-your-heart-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-6581747007039165099</id><published>2008-09-26T09:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T09:50:48.827+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;It is hard to admit that you are falling for a friend who treats you only as a friend. However, it is harder to figure out when someone treats you so special yet you are only friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything is somehow fine now.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I'm still confused.&lt;br /&gt;I am sick. Fuckshit.&lt;br /&gt;I lost my voice.&lt;br /&gt;How can I be the emcee for tomorrow's event?&lt;br /&gt;I don't want her to replace me. Amp.&lt;br /&gt;I hope and pray to have my golden voice back.&lt;br /&gt;Cez - Signing off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-6581747007039165099?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/6581747007039165099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/6581747007039165099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-is-hard-to-admit-that-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-4999510398846823286</id><published>2008-09-23T22:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T10:14:07.284+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Don't play love with the person who can play better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am definitely busy. Oh well, it is very obvious. After the success of our defense, we were all busy editing and revising for one last time, accomplishing our requirements for other subjects and preparing for our upcoming seminar where we are the organizers. We are all pressured but good thing, we're done with the thesis. We passed all the documents plus the technical manual last Monday. Finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm in the state of confusion right now. Obviously, it is about how I really feel. I thought I found him already. I thought he is the one for me but it seems that I'm wrong with that kind of thinking. Now, everything seems to be different. All the efforts that we have made to maintain our status seems to be useless. I'm tired of asking myself why. We are almost there, I guess and then all of a sudden, after some unexpected things happened, we are like going back to where we were - total strangers. I hate this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to think. During the past months that we have been trying to be close to each other, I really felt his concern and care for me. It's like we are trying to take things slow because we know whatever we want to happen can wait. We just have to focus on our top priorities first. But after what happened weeks ago, everything changed, not on my part but on his part. I admit, I am so much affected with that because I'm used to him being the funny guy that he is. I'm used to him being my constant textmate and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kakulitan &lt;/span&gt;but how come, he seems to be changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what seems to be the problem but one thing's for sure, there is a reason behind that. And I'm really anxious to know what is it all about. If until Thursday, he still acts like that, I won't hesitate asking him about what's going on with him. I'm worried. I don't like to just drop everything off. We have worked hard for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to lose him. For the past nine months, he has become a super close friend of mine. I consider him as the closest guy in my heart. I used to share to him everything and he does it as well. We are not like the best friend type but I know for sure, we are close. He has become my constant textmate and chatmate. I'm afraid to lose him now that I trust him a lot, now that my mom likes him for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he is indeed unpredictable. He is changing and I don't know what to do. You can't also blame me if I think that perhaps, he was just pretending that he cares when in fact, he's not and will never be. But a part of me doesn't want to think that way. Maybe because, I know, deep within me, he is special and he will always be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-4999510398846823286?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/4999510398846823286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/4999510398846823286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/09/dont-play-love-with-person-who-can-play.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-3349318507669361319</id><published>2008-09-14T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T23:08:36.569+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='defense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inuman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chillax'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Sometimes the people who are afraid of having commitment are the persons who know the real meaning of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturday (09/13/08) was the judgment day for all fourth year IT students of &lt;a href="http://www.letran.edu/"&gt;Letran&lt;/a&gt; as we went through the very nerve wracking final defense. My group was scheduled at 11am and yet, we were able to defend our thesis at around 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were nervous, as usual. We were panicking because of the devices and equipments that we need for the actual presentation. Good thing, everything went so well. When we entered the room, it was filled with silence. My hands were cold then. We started the presentation and yet, the panel didn't let us finish our powerpoint presentation. Instead, we proceeded to the question and answer portion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They threw a lot of questions and fortunately, we were able to answer them all. And the panelists were really nice to ours compared to the previous groups. We went out the room since they'll be having a deliberation. We were so confident that we will pass because we did answer all the questions correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We entered the room and they began to talk about how satisfied they were and that our thesis was acceptable. Thus, we got a no revision verdict. It was really unexpected. I never thought that we would get such rating. All of our hardworks paid off. Thank you Lord. The rosary and the prayer are really powerful. We prayed before we started the defense. I think God really guided us all throughout the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends did pass too. Yey for us! I know we gave our best and it all paid off. I just can't help but smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The celebration for the success of our thesis was held at Rex's crib. Surprisingly, my mom allowed me to stay overnight there. It was indeed fun though there were some complicated things happened still, I enjoyed it so much. I didn't drink. Rex and Ian didn't allow me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends look funny when they're drunk. They made fun out of each other. They made fun of me. But it was an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inuman &lt;/span&gt;session I could never forget. We slept at 5am and I woke up at 7am then went home at 7:30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to rest already. My eyes are beginning to close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-3349318507669361319?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/3349318507669361319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/3349318507669361319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/09/sometimes-people-who-are-afraid-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-2545197355717655601</id><published>2008-09-09T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T22:57:58.197+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chillax'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cez'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One of the worst feeling in the world is to doubt someone who you thought was never unquestionable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cez19.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/cez19.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OMG! I really can't believe that I'm already 19 years old and that a year from now, I won't be a teenager anymore. How time flies. I still remember the stressful days when we were just preparing for my big event - my debut. But hey, its been a year since that memorable day and up to now, I still can't get over that big day. As I reached 19, I feel that I'm old already and few years from now, I'll be having my own family. Stop. I won't be thinking that way. I'm young and forever will be. Haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I slept early the day before my birthday which was yesterday, the same day Mama Mary was born. I woke up early yesterday to attend mass at 6am. As I opened my eyes, I was surprised to see bunch of text messages greeting me "Happy Birthday!" I was indeed touched and moved. I really can't believe that they would really greet me that early. As a matter of fact, two of the closest guys in my life were the first ones who greeted me. After the mass, I decided to sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I woke up once more, I received several text messages coming from my friends and loved ones. It was really touching because they did remember my special day. Perhaps because Mama Mary and I have the same birthday. I went to school at 2pm but before that, I offered a cake for Mama Mary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I arrived at school, I saw Joanne with her new haircut. Pretty much. Then, my friends started to come one by one. It was good to see Kath early that day. I missed the old her. Anyway, I received a lot of greetings coming from my friends but later on, I told them to shut up because I don't want others to know that it was my birthday. We attended a mass that's why we didn't have a class in Theo. Then discussion in Polsci and another discussion during SQL and SAP though we were dismissed super early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at school for an hour because of the heavy rain. We were stranded. Until we reached the LRT, we saw an immense number of people waiting for the train to arrive. Darn it! Then we all went directly to my house for a mini celebration. It was indeed fun. Though it wasn't as grand as my 18th birthday, still, it was a memory to be treasured. even it rained really hard, they still went to our house to celebrate my birthday with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so thankful for having friends like them. They've been really wonderful ever since and I won't let them be taken away from me. We will be forever friends no matter what happen. I was so happy because I know they also enjoyed. Aside from spaghetti, asado, chiken, pinsit and leche flan, I also ordered 4 boxes of pizzas and 2 baskets of mojos as requested by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank everyone who texted me, who messaged and commented in Friendster, who called me on the phone and those who personally greeted me. I also want to thank Marco for the candy machine he has given me, Rex for the cute Hello Kitty spoon and fork and of course, Ian for the pink Hello Kitty keychain. It is really heartwarming that people really appreciate who I really am. Actually, I'm not asking for gifts. What I really want is to remember one of the most significant days in my life. But hey, Ian, Rex and Marco really spent money just to give me presents and I'm really touched. Thanks a bunch! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For pictures, visit my &lt;a href="http://walkingdoll.multiply.com/"&gt;Multiply&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-2545197355717655601?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2545197355717655601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2545197355717655601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-of-worst-feeling-in-world-is-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-6086380273528261089</id><published>2008-09-04T21:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T22:44:46.925+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='defense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chillax'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walkingdoll'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;It's better to just quietly miss someone rather than let him know and just get no response.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I've got a new layout here. Oh yeah, I missed Photoshop-ping a lot and it is really a fulfillment that after how many months of not using that program, I was able to use it once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme is obviously &lt;a href="http://ayteerockz.multiply.com/"&gt;Chillax Crew&lt;/a&gt;, the barkada where I truly belong aside from Thine Iced, of course. You see my main image? Isn't that cute? If you could only see my friends in person, you'll be surprised of how those pictures resemble them. Credits to my friend, &lt;a href="http://cornfreaks.multiply.com/"&gt;Cha&lt;/a&gt;, for that super amazing and fascinating artwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/chillaxcrew.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;By the way, the pic above was taken at the Walls of Intramuros after attending an IT Seminar. The seminar ended early so we decided to stay there for a while. Fun moments with friends once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, our final defense is just a week away from now and I'm starting to feel the nerves. This time, it is going to be harder. There's no room for consideration, I guess. I'm really nervous with our documents. It is one thing that I'm really worried about. We already finished doing the Chpaters 1-5. Kudos for that! Our adviser checked it already and we need to revise some parts. At least, we're already done with that and all we need to do now is to revise and edit. But still, there is a line up of tasks regarding our thesis that we still need to accomplish like the appendices, technical manual and miniature. And also, we have this what we call mock defense next week once our adviser approves our documents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy days will still continue until next week. I know we really have to give our best shot on our final defense. Actually, we're not asking for a very high grade, what we need is a passing grade. What I need to do starting now is to study and master our thesis because I know lots of questions will be asked on us by our panelists. I hope on the 13th of September, our panelists will be nicer. How I really wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In just few days, I'll be turning older and still, I really can't believe. How time flies. I just can't feel that I'm already 19 years old. I still remember how stressed I was when we were planning for my debut party but look at now, its been a year since I celebrated one of the most memorable events in my life. That night was indeed full of blissful memories that I'm going to treasure for the rest of my life. I'm not planning for a big celebration but instead, I'm going to invite few friends to come over and just have fun. Hopefully, it won't rain. It's Mama Mary's birthday, as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I badly want a break. Sembreak, what's taking you so long?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-6086380273528261089?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/6086380273528261089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/6086380273528261089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-better-to-just-quietly-miss-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-5248389569160290075</id><published>2008-08-27T23:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T00:10:28.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seminar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chillax'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;It is better to wait for years for someone you are sure of than to grab that chance with someone who picks you up but drops you whenever he wants to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/cez-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just sharing this artwork made by a friend of mine. It was created using Photoshop. See how cute it is? If you still can't get what the image is trying to portray, oh well, it's me. She also has done cutie images of some of my friends. If you want to see it, just go and visit &lt;a href="http://ayteerockz.multiply.com/photos/album/49/Little_Tikes"&gt;Chillax Crew's Multiply&lt;/a&gt; and just feel free to comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a bit of update. Our thesis is showing a lot of progress though we have experienced problems a couple of days ago. But we're still doing fine. The deadline for Chapters 1-5 is this week and we haven't started the 4th chapter because the survey isn't complete yet. Just wish us luck. Everyone is experiencing the same problem so we don't need to worry that much. But we really have to work our ass off just to accomplish this and be able to pass it on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we now have a keynote speaker for our seminar on the 27th of September. Hoping that we can learn a lot of things from her and may she will be able to awaken the minds of my fellow Senior IT students because they are capable of getting bored easily. We already received our budget and now, we can start the preparation. We are all hoping for a successful seminar. We are not actually hoping that our seminar would be the best, all we're asking is that we'll be able to pull this one off successfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I haven't seen any of my grades and I'm kinda worried with my minors. But actually, I don't think that much about the midterm exams because I am more focus on the thesis. But hopefully, I have passing remarks in all of my subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed Photoshop-ping. I'm wishing that I could find time doing all those stuffs that I'm really into. Its just that it is really hard now since we're dealing with a lot of school works. And by the way, Eraserheads Reunion Concert is set to kick this Saturday at Bonifacio Open Field. Tickets are available at &lt;a href="http://www.ticketworld.com.ph/"&gt;Ticketworld&lt;/a&gt;. As much as I want to watch the concert, I really can't because I wasn't able to save money for it. Supposedly, it is a free concert but because of some conflicts and since one of the sponsors backed out (though it has been replaced right away), it isn't free anymore. How I wish I could be there but too bad for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-5248389569160290075?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/5248389569160290075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/5248389569160290075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-is-better-to-wait-for-years-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-2851364496470797547</id><published>2008-08-21T20:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T21:43:56.788+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seminar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chillax'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;No matter how plain and simple you are, there's someone who will secretly surely look at you as if you are the most perfect creature ever existed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been doing a lot of things lately. Talking about being busy. School's like hell now. I have a lot of school stuffs to accomplish and I have been very stressed out since last week. On the other hand, I had some fun moments with friends during the weekend and it was actually a sort of brain break for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rex celebrated his 20th birthday last Saturday at Red Box in Trinoma. That same day, my thesismates and I were supposed to deploy our proposed network infrastructure for UDM. Everything was planned, as in all set. I have been texting my thesismates since the day before just to remind them about the things that we need to do the next day. Until a text message coming from the UDM professor that he wasn't available and that we have to move the schedule to 4pm of the same day. It was kinda a conflict since Rex's birthday celebration will start at 7pm and yet we have to be in Trinoma at 6pm. We were trying to think of a better way and came up with an idea of continue what has been planned and we should do all the preparations ahead of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also decided to meet up at Ian's crib in Pasay. It was actually my first time there. I rode an LRT going to Libertad and waited for Ian to fetch me. As soon as we saw each other, we rode a jeep going to his house and met up with my other two groupmates. We started crimping  the cable and fixing all the things we need. After an hour there, we decided to go to UDM. We looked for Mr. Pineda right away and received a bad news. F*ck. The office to which we will be getting the internet connection was closed. I was totally disappointed when I heard it. We had no choice but to cancel and just reschedule our deployment. We just talked to Sir Pineda for a little while and decided to go home so we could still ready ourselves for the party that evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/rexbday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party was absolutely one of the best nights in the life of the Chillax. It was indeed memorable. Everyone was enjoying it. I really had fun. We sang and grooved. We were all hyper. Beers and cocktails were all over. Some of my guy friends were tipsy and honestly, that was my first time to see them in that behavior. I just laughed at them. I just can't believe that when they got drunk, they'll be like that. All in all, it was one heck of a fun night. After party was held in Rex's crib. Surprisingly, my mom and dad allowed me to stay overnight in Rex's house. We just walked from Trinoma. I slept at 2.30am while some slept at 5am. We woke up at 8am. I went home at 11am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our deployment last Tuesday, well I can say, wasn't really successful because of that effin' guy who used to interfere as if he knew what we were doing. He just really can't understand that what we were doing is for our thesis and it is up to the institution if they want our proposal be implemented. What I really can't understand was that he continued to interfere and act like he knows everything when in fact, he can't understand a bit of what we were doing. I was pissed off so as to my thesismates but we just made fun of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we still need to go back there for that deployment. We have to do that or else, we're doomed. Here comes the bad news, the submission of Chapters 1 to 5 will be next week and until now, we haven't started doing the fourth chapter yet. My gosh! I'm going crazy. Hopefully, everything will fall into its own places. The only problem we have as of the moment is the video. We just need it so badly. I'm hoping to accomplish the video this Saturday. I really do hope. Please do pray for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next in line would be our Seminar. OMG! Until now, I haven't received any confirmation coming from the possible speakers that we have contacted. I'm hoping and praying that I would receive the confirmation before Monday. Oh well, I hate being stressed out but i just can't help but feel it. But I know, after these effin' and tiring thesis and seminar, everything will be back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so confused right now. I'm trying to observe everything, trying to find the answers to the questions going on inside my mind but I just end up empty-handed. I know I will find it in the right time. I'm sorry because I really can't post here the details about this crazy feeling. I want to keep it a secret first until I'm sure about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, please do pray that I won't get crazy. hahahaha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NINIA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KELVIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-2851364496470797547?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2851364496470797547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2851364496470797547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-matter-how-plain-and-simple-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-2881830430555822565</id><published>2008-08-14T23:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T23:58:41.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;If you're not jealous, then you don't love the person. If you don't love the person, then you're not supposed to be jealous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely missed this - posting an entry, sharing my thoughts and everyday activities. School is actually pulling me away to those things that I really love to do but I don't have the right to complain or what. In fact, I'm enjoying it. Though it really makes my head aches all the time, I still find a reason to smile. Perhaps because of the people I am with everyday, those friends whom I will never exchange for anything. We are all trying to balance our time and I can say, it is really tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit, I'm pressured right now, trying to balance everything. It has been a tough semester for me. The midterm examinations just ended today and I have taken one of the easiest exams. Thank God for that. I just hope and pray that I'll be able to pass all my exams and be able to get passing midterm grades. I didn't study that much and as a matter of fact, I wasn't really ready when I was taking the exams. Oh well, I've been out the whole day last Sunday. Instead of reviewing, I was with my family, having fun in Batangas. Who would think that I have exams the next day? That's why I was so nervous when I was taking the exams last Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if everything is falling into its own places. Our thesis is showing some progress as we start the deployment on Saturday and hoping to finish the survey thingy the next week. In few weeks, we will be having another nerve-wracking defense and for sure, that would be more difficult than the one we had last semester. Our Seminar hasn't shown a bit of progress because we decided to look for another speaker. Yet until now, I haven't received any confirmation. Our seminar was rescheduled to September 27 and that is a Saturday. We actually had no choice but to agree with that. But hopefully, we can pull off a very successful seminar. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*fingers crossed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, we will be attending our second IT seminar at 3pm-7pm. It was rescheduled eh. It was supposed to start at 8pm and end at 12nn. I'm hoping that it would be a better seminar. Aside from the deployment thingy that my thesismates will be having on Saturday, we will also celebrate Rex's birthday at Trinoma from 7pm to 12am then after party will be held at his crib. I'm excited but I don't know if I could still make it to the after party but I hope I could. That would probably be his last birthday here in Pinas because after we graduate, he'll fly to US already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm kinda confused right now. But I chose to keep it to myself for now because I'm afraid that someone out there would accidentally read it. To give you a hint, it is about how I feel. That's the only detail I could give for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing, my laptop is not working well right now and I'm totally pissed off. I don't know how to resolve all the problems arising. It is like a disease eh, there are several complications that keep on coming. I do wish it will return back to normal or else, I might ask for a new laptop. Just kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY REX!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 37TH MONTHSARY THINE ICED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-2881830430555822565?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2881830430555822565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2881830430555822565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/08/if-youre-not-jealous-then-you-dont-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-7226391778989095256</id><published>2008-08-06T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T21:25:33.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;He said, "you weren't supposed to mean this much to me, but you do." She said, "I know and I wasn't supposed to fall in love with you, but I did."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, we attended the first IT Seminar organized by a group of MCSD students. Apparently, Dyei was a member of the group together with Paul and Julius. Their topic was IT Outsourcing and I must say that it was a success. Oh well, I was late and it was really a long story so I won't be elaborating it. After the seminar, I went home but eventually went to Rex's house to have fun with friends. We had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kantahan &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inuman &lt;/span&gt;session and I really had tons of fun. How I wish we were complete that time but we weren't. The girls went home at 7pm yet I arrived home at 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, I together with Daddy Carlo, Daddy Cesar and Ej fetched my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;balikbayan &lt;/span&gt;cousin, Jan Russell, at the airport. He is from Canada and he's here for a three-week vacation. To let you know, he speaks and understands a little Tagalog that's why we have to speak in English too. He is just a year younger than me and an incoming Freshman in University of British Columbia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, we went to Cavite to drop the packages for Jan's auntie. It was quite a long drive but it was absolutely fun. We took our lunch there. Actually, his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tita &lt;/span&gt;was surprised when he saw him because just then, we learned that she didn't have any idea that Jan would be coming to Pinas for a vacation. We had fun moment with his twin cousins, Alex and Anthony. The twins are really smart and friendly. We were supposed to drop by Tagaytay but kinda worried because of the continuous rain. So, we ended up going to SM Mall of Asia. As expected, there were lots of people there because it was a Sunday. That was also a perfect time to get our tickets for Alicia Keys concert. Yeah, you read it right. My tito, Jan's dad, bought us tickets to the concert because Alicia Keys is one of Jan's favorite RnB artists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I took my first Midterm exam and it was quite difficult to think that it was just a major subject. But it doesn't bother me that much. After the exam, we went to our respective advisers for the consultation of our thesis. It is actually about the deployment thingy and the survey. Then, we all decided to unwind at Robinson's Place Manila. I was with Joanne, Jhen, Cha, Carla, Ian, Marco and Gian. We ate first and then decided to stroll around Rob since there are renovations made. We stayed at Tom's World to play but I didn't stay that long because I really have to go home already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I arrived home, I saw my cousin and uncle all dressed up and prepared for the concert - Alicia Keys As I Am Live in Manila. I changed my clothes and off we went. We went directly to SMX Convention Center but it wasn't really the original venue. It was supposed to be held on the Open Field but since they are worried that the rain might suddenly pour, they decided to change the venue. A lot of people from different walks of life - rich, poor, celebrities, models, ordinary people - came there to witness Alicia Keys's live performances for the second time around. It was really jampacked. Three MTV VJs served as the emcees plus Luke Mijares and Duncan Ramos served as the front acts. I was bored when Luke and Duncan performed. Don't ask why. I wasn't the only one who got bored but almost all the people inside SMX including my cousin who doesn't know them. By the way, we were seated in front that's why we clearly saw the performers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the performances of the front acts, we waited for one hour before Alicia Keys went up the stage. She gave us very solid and entertaining performances. She is indeed beautiful and her voice is really amazing. I was fascinated with her performances. She's a good performer, indeed. She played her piano, as usual and she even danced. Her supposed last song was Like I'll Never See You Again but after she went down, everyone was screaming "MORE! MORE!" And our wish was granted. She even said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I wouldn't let this end without you singing this song."&lt;/span&gt; Then the beat of No One started to play. We sang with her and everyone was so hyper that time. Until the music ended and she started to say her thanks to everyone who went there. She went down again but still the crowd kept on shouting "MORE!" So, she went back and sang her signature song If I Ain't Got You. She sang it beautifully. And that was the last song. It was such a great night, I swear. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we went to Manila City Hall for some transactions and it took us four hours. I don't want to give so much details on that because I was kinda pissed with that. We later went to SM Manila to have our snacks. Then, I together with Joanne, Cha, Kelvin and Rey decided to go to school for the checking of our letters and surveys. We went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try my best to keep this blog alive. I will never ever stop blogging. It's just that I will seldom post an entry because I am so busy with school. So, please bear with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-7226391778989095256?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/7226391778989095256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/7226391778989095256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/08/he-said-you-werent-supposed-to-mean.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-2298915834895212773</id><published>2008-07-29T22:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T11:46:10.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Sometimes, we need to forget about the people from our past because there must have been a good reason why they didn’t make it to our future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="formatbar_Buttons" style="DISPLAY: block"&gt;&lt;span onmouseup="" class="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 13);ButtonMouseDown(this);" id="formatbar_JustifyFull" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" title="Justify Full" style="DISPLAY: block" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;B R E A K I N G N E W S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;DAVID COOK IN THE PHILIPPINES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;JANUARY 27, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ondemand.streamtheworld.com/chum/"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, I find time to somehow update my blog by posting something new. I’ve been out for ten days, I guess and I must admit, I missed blogging – something that I am used to do. It has been a tiresome and brain draining two weeks for me because if not, you would be able to read an entry everyday. It’s been really tough for me. Aside from thesis and semwork, our professors used to give us pain in the ass school works and quizzes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since I missed this, I will just share to you my weekend experience as we did a troubleshooting video which is apparently a requirement for our thesis. Well, actually, some groups performed the troubleshooting in person but because of lack of time, our professor agreed to the idea of having it videoed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;July 26, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two groups (mine’s and Rex’s) agreed to perform the troubleshooting at Rex’s house in Muñoz. And since I don’t know how to get there, because I have only been there once in my entire life, Ian and I decided to meet at Monumento station. Our meeting time was 9:30am but I arrived at 10:30am. Yeah, I was late but I didn’t hear any complains. I saw him standing in front of National Book Store with Marco who is a groupmate of Rex. Afterwhich, we walked a little while and rode a jeepney. It wasn’t really a long ride but it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached Muñoz Market and walked. It was quite a long walk. Ian and Marco joked on me that they will run and leave me there because they knew that I don’t know how to get to Rex’s crib. But as what I’ve said, it was just a joke. Then after how many minutes of walking, we arrived at our destination. Rex was setting up all the devices that we need for our troubleshooting. We started installing Windows Server 2003 but experienced a lot of problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kath came next then Niko. That means, we were six SE students working there. We tried our best to solve the problems that we have encountered yet ended up failing. We all decided to call a classmate and asked questions. At first, we weren’t able to solve it but later on, we noticed a bit of progress. While the rest of the crew was watching Pathology, Ian and I still faced the monitors and tried resolving the problem. It was around 7pm when we finally resolved it. Thank God for that. We started recording the video and the entire process ended at around 11pm. That was the only time we took our supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we already went home. It was so tiring but amazingly fun. Ian walked me home as instructed by my mom. I arrived at our house at around 1am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;July 27, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought everything was okay but I was absolutely shocked when I read the text messages coming from Rex and Ian that the video we recorded last Saturday wasn’t able to play either in the videocam or in the computer. At first, I remained calm thinking that Rex will still find solution for it but after Rex called me, I felt that there was a heavy material fell in my head. I was quite pissed off but it wasn’t anyone’s fault. Good thing, Niko and his groupmates agreed to have their troubleshooting at Rex’s home. That was the time I felt a bit of relief because I know, we can still do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried contacting Ian but I couldn’t get any replies coming from him. Neither did I know that he fell into a deep sleep after talking to me on the phone. So, I just waited for his and Rex’s call if I could go there or not. And as soon as I received a call coming from Rex telling me to go there already, I hurriedly prepared and went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time to go to Rex’s house all by myself. Good thing, I arrived there safe. It was quite horrifying because there were a lot of &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;tambays &lt;/span&gt;who would stare and glare at you as if they know you. Some looks were really frightening and I was just so worried. I just walked as fast as I could and be able to reach my destination. I should have texted anyone of them to fetch me at the market. If only I knew that I would experience such things, I should have gone there with Ian and not just all by myself. At least, it was a lesson learned for me. I will never go there alone. As soon as they heard it, they started laughing. They also agreed that I should not go there by myself only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Niko’s group started their troubleshooting, Ian and I played jackstone and I beat him. Yey! Then we had our turn and we made it sure that our video can be played again. After doing all the things we need to do, we went home. It was around 11pm when I arrived home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say that my weekend was indeed fun. Though it was really tiresome and quite irritationg we managed to enjoy it. As of the moment, I’m still clueless if the classes tomorrow in Letran will be cut as a preparation for the Letran-Beda match-up. Everyone knows that it is the much-anticipated game of the season and we want to be part of that classic game. I just hope that we could watch the game live. Go for 7-0. Arriba Letran! Beat San Beda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-2298915834895212773?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2298915834895212773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2298915834895212773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/07/sometimes-we-need-to-forget-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-3324878791674451127</id><published>2008-07-18T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T19:50:01.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Go for someone who is not only proud to have you but will also take the risk even just an hour with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/GA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Letran Information Technology Society had a General Assembly today. I don't know if we, fourth year students, are required to come but we did. Well, we came as part of our support for the organization and the course itself. We were told that the assembly will start at 8am that's why we arrived there early, around 8:30am, I guess. But too bad, it started at 9am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to talk with the PRO of Lapiang Liberal ng Letran. His name is Clarence, a second year Marketing student. He explained to me all their objectives and some of their platform but I didn't listen. Don't blame me, I wasn't in the mood that time. I was just pretending that I was listening but in fact, I wasn't. But it was cool. I might vote for him. He is a good spokesperson. He introduced me to the IT Representative which is Jim Good and he also talked to me. Oh well, I honestly won't vote for him because I have reserved my vote for Jeff Aceron. And it is all because of &lt;a href="http://jemacyrant.blogdrive.com/"&gt;Eunice&lt;/a&gt;. They are friends eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we really didn't enjoy the program itself but I enjoyed my friends' company. We were hyper, as in. We were all seated at the back of the SC Auditorium and since we are the seniors, we felt that we were superior. Got it? We were screaming loud, trying to joked on the performers, the emcees, the game and some other stuffs. Well, you can't blame us because it was a bit corny and funny. So, we made fun of it. Only few of the Seniors came to attend and yet, we managed to make an impact. Though  the entire auditorium was dominated and filled with the Juniors. They were really in the mood and I know that they really enjoyed it. They had the loudest screams, by the way. And the last performers murdered &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Awit ng Kabataan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the assembly, we stayed in the catwalk first. We chatted and laughed like we always do. We had another set of picture taking. By the way, we had lots of pictures during the GA because of boredom, I think. Going back, we planned on what we will do next and we just settled on having our lunch at SM Manila. And I was really looking forward to another bonding moment with them. But Niko, Ian and Rex didn't go with us, instead, they decided to eat somewhere since Rex brought his car with him. We ate at McDonald's and stayed there for a little while after eating. We received a text coming from Rex and inviting us if we want to join on their joyride to Tagaytay. As much as we wanted to come, we really can't because the car is too small for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice, JL, Marco and Thea went home after while the rest of the gang stayed at SM Manila. We went to Quantum and played arcades. It was fun. I enjoyed it though I felt a little dizzy. Afterwhich, &lt;a href="http://dyeish.tabulas.com/"&gt;Dyei&lt;/a&gt;, Joanne and I went home while some of them stayed there. This day is tiring but fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I want the hoodie I saw at Solo and I really want to buy it. And another thing, &lt;a href="http://www.letran.edu/"&gt;Letran&lt;/a&gt; Knights won once again after defeating the mighty UPHS Altas. It was a tough match because Letran never had the chance to lead the game until the last minute of the fourth quarter. As a matter of fact, there was a 20-point deficit favoring the Altas during the Second Quarter. But knowing the Knights, whatever happens, they still have this powerful spirit that always keeps them high. They never give up and they always show the true character of a Knight. With the way they played, I guess they have to practice and motivate themselves a lot more since they'll be facing the Mapua Cardinals on their next game. RJ Jazul did really great once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-3324878791674451127?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/3324878791674451127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/3324878791674451127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/07/go-for-someone-who-is-not-only-proud-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-5003414586210880389</id><published>2008-07-13T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T22:13:37.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;In the face of true love, you don't just give up, even if the object of your affection is begging you to. ~Chuck Bass, Gossip Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the weekend, including Friday since I don't have classes during Friday, I'm still busy doing school stuffs. Well, not really, since I managed to watch a number of movies. It has been a hobby ever since I discovered underground websites where I can download movies without any costs at all. Though it will take you hours and it really needs a fast internet connection. What I always do is to divide my downloading time since I'm also busy with school. Whenever I need to accomplish something and I badly need an internet connection, I won't download and just continue the next day. It is a matter of time management. It's pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, that same day, my mom and I bonded together in a salon. Just like what a mother-daughter always do to relax and pamper themselves. We had hair spa together and it was tons of fun. A moment with my mom is something that I'm really looking forward too since we are always busy. I'm busy with school and she's busy taking care of my cousins. I'm planning of another mom-daughter bonding, perhaps, a massage this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the fact that our thesis is going well. The letter has been approved by the committee though there are some comments on the paper. We are trying to give our best and exert a lot of effort this time because we don't want to get another Major revision verdict or worst, a Total Revision verdict. Actually, our main goal is get a No Revision verdict on the Final Defense but I know it is quite impossible to happen. But I'm still wishing that we''ll be able to achieve our goal since the defense is scheduled few days before my birthday. And I really want to celebrate and be happy on my special day. And one of the best birthday gifts I could receive would be a passing remark on our Final Defense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 14, 2005 was the day Thine Iced was born and made into existence. &lt;a href="http://dyeish.tabulas.com/"&gt;Dyei&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://jemacyrant.blogdrive.com/"&gt;Eunice&lt;/a&gt;, Joanne, Kath, Arianne and Dyan have become my best friends ever since I stepped into college though we seldom see Arianne and Dyan for the past years. Thine Iced is actually the very first all-girls group I've been into and I can say that they are the best girls in the entire world. I consider myself lucky and fortunate enough because I have crossed paths with these genuinely beautiful (inside and out) and kind-hearted individuals. Those moments I have with them are surely memories to cherish forever. In this chapter of my life, they are the lead characters. They have brought out the real me. And I'm so grateful because they stayed with me all throughout. They have seen me at my worst and yet, they never leave my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow, we will be celebrating our three years together and I'm very happy because we've made it this far. And I'm pretty sure that this friendship will continue to grow and nourish until the end of time. I don't know what will I do without them. Oh well, one of the reasons why I'm happy being single (though some of them already have their significant other) is because I have them by my side. I'm one of the youngest in the group yet they have guided me to the right path. They will forever be part of my life. Happy 3rd Anniversary girlfriends! You know how much I love and cherish you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, another busy day tomorrow. I know I have to ready myself once again. I used to get a headache whenever I think of those school works that we need to accomplish. And something is really bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/anniv-gift.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dyei's Anniversary gift. Cute, indeed. Thanks so much 'tol. Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-5003414586210880389?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/5003414586210880389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/5003414586210880389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/07/in-face-of-true-love-you-dont-just-give.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-8735397112583542112</id><published>2008-07-08T16:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T22:00:18.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;There will be times when you will love someone so much that even the simplest gesture is enough to convince you and make you stay in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder why I seldom update my blog? Oh well, there is only one reason and that is school. We are still busy and I know, it will continue until the end of this semester. I must admit I have to hate it but I can't find reason now to hate it. Perhaps, this is really part of our college life. The last year is the worst and the best year at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our thesis is still ongoing. And I'm so happy with what our group has accomplished so far. We are doing really well. After all, we have solved the other half of the problem. Kudos for that! But of course, as the semester goes on, we still going to experience a lot of problems related to our thesis. But I'm pretty much confident that our group will be able to get through it. Hopefully, we could make this thesis a better one, well, as compared to our last semester's. If you still don't know, we have decided to look for another institution where we will be conducting our study. We have a lot of reasons why and one of them is technical difficulty. I just don't want to elaborate more regarding it but right now, we have found a new one already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is our Semwork. I just don't like my professor. Period. She's so annoying and she doesn't have any consideration at all. I feel like we are all pressured even though we are not supposed to feel so. She's making it really hard for everyone of us. But this afternoon, she was nicer and she had a really good aura. I hope that everyday, she's like that. She has to loosen up because she's taking everything too seriously. No wonder, she doesn't have a social life. Just pray that we'll be able to pull off a very successful seminar on the 26th of September. We are not asking for the best. I'm just afraid that instead of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;save the best for last&lt;/span&gt;, it will be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;save the worst for last&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he maybe defeated by the world's number two but for me, it is still Roger Federer who deserves to be called as this year's Wimbledon champion. It isn't just my opinion. Actually, almost all people who have watched that very superb and classic match-up said that it was Roger Federer who deserves to grab the title. Yeah, Rafael Nadal is indeed great. He can convincingly beat Roger in many ways. But the game that they had just recently showed that Roger is greater or rather say, greatest. From 2-0 in favor of Rafa, Roger was able to catch up and tied the game. He even pulled himself closer to the title during the 5th set but luck wasn't in his hands that time. He lost but I know he is the most deserving one. Well, Roger is still the world's number one. I'm hoping that he'll win the US Open title. For me, Roger Federer is the best tennis player next to Bjorn Borg and Pete Sampras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way guys, can I ask you a favor? Please pray for the fast recovery of my grandmother (my dad's mom). She's in ICU right now because of mild heart attack. Your prayers will mean a lot to us. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing, please do pray also that the 8.1 earthquake, that is said to happen on the 18th of July, will not occur. It will really be a big disaster. I once received an email regarding that prediction and I admit, I feel scared and worried at the same time. I just can't help but feel nervous. Yeah, they are right that no one can tell if a disaster could happen but let's just take this as a warning. And besides, there's no harm in praying, ayt? God is great and He will really hear our prayers. That prayer will mean a lot not just to me but also to all the people residing here. This is actually one way of saving one's life. Let's pray because we all know that God saves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-8735397112583542112?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/8735397112583542112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/8735397112583542112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/07/there-will-be-times-when-you-will-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-1312018041543313352</id><published>2008-06-25T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T22:47:01.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;You get in the biggest fights with the people you love the most, because those are the relationships you are willing to fight for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two days of no classes, here we are again, going back to school and attending classes like we always do. We had a 5-day break and I actually hate it for the mere fact that I still want to stay in school rather than here in the house. Maybe, because I'm so fed up with doing all the same stuffs everyday. And when I'm school, I feel happier because of my friends who never fail to make me laugh. They are the number one reason why I want to be in school, well, aside from allowance, of course. No dull moments when I am with them. I just love their company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day is not as sensible as you could imagine. The only thing I can remember today was our quiz in Comp303 which was partly difficult. Good thing, I was able to study and answer the questions correctly. Though I wasn't sure with some of my answers. Plus the fun discussion we had during our PolSci class. Too bad, I wasn't called for the recitation because I was really prepared. I memorized Preamble and I was really ready to recite but unlucky for me, I wasn't called though some were. Good for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A close friend of mine found out about this blog of mine. I wasn't really expecting that he'll found this out because I didn't give any clues about this. But, he searched through &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/"&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt; a keyword and my blog came out. Yeah, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Niko&lt;/span&gt;, I'm pertaining to you. If you're reading this, oh well, welcome to my blog. Haha :) You see David Cook everywhere? Just to let you know, he is my obsession. And I know, you have read something about him (you know who I'm talking about), please, just keep your mouth shut. Haha :) That is a must, please keep in mind. Now, you have something to blackmail me. And one more thing, stop teasing me to him because I know I will blush. Hahaha :D You are my Kuya so just be nice to your little sister, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niko is one of the closest guy friends I have and I'm very thankful I have found a brother in him. I could say anything to him without any hesitations. He is actually one of the few people whom I told about the family problem we had a couple of years ago. And I'm so happy because he supported me all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a lot of tasks to do and accomplish and good thing, we have taken the first step and we're doing well. I won't give so much details regarding the Thesis and Seminar Workshop but I tell you now, it is getting better. Hopefully, everything will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing, I want to watch the Pep Rally tomorrow because Chicosci and Calla Lily will be there to perform. But I have a problem. My mom doesn't allow me to sleep overnight into another's house and with that, I don't know how will I go home. Probably, the event will end late, around 12am or 1am and I'm so scared to commute. We can't say eh, I'm really scared to ride jeepney because it is really late already. Oh well, I hope I could decide by tomorrow. I really want to watch, promise. Please help me decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening of NCAA on Saturday and I'm so anxious to watch. But I'm still undecided because I'm waiting for my friends' decision. I hope they'll come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-1312018041543313352?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/1312018041543313352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/1312018041543313352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-get-in-biggest-fights-with-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-3694719887655872343</id><published>2008-06-20T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T20:11:24.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Why don’t I want to be with someone else? Simple and obvious. There’s only one him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is like hell. There's no doubt about it. I've been really thinking a lot about the tasks that we need to accomplish this semester. I can clearly imagine how difficult it would be. Thesis, Seminar Workshop, Quizzes, Assignments and Projects are being given all at the same time. As my group decided to look for a new school to be used in our thesis, several problems started to arise. Well, we really need to do that or else, we're doomed. It is a risky move that we need to take. And hopefully, everything will be fine. I admit, I'm so worried about everything, most especially, our thesis. I just can't afford to fail it or what. I just want to finish that effin' thesis and pass the subject. That's what I really want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from my thesis, we have this subject called Seminar Workshop wherein we will be planning, organizing and conducting an IT-related seminar. It isn't easy, I tell you now. It is like planning a party. Actually, I feel like I'm throwing another debut celebration. Everything must be well-planned. Unfortunately, I was chosen to be the leader of the group and I have no choice. This is actually one of the things that makes me go crazy. Planning for it has never been an easy task and I badly need the help of my groupmates and luckily, they are more than willing to do so. I'm hoping and praying that we can pull off a very successful seminar on the 26th of September. We are actually the last group to be conducting the seminar and the the pressure's on us. Why? Because I know other groups will surely set the bar high and we should make sure that the best seminar will be ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/celeb14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm gonna stop blabbing about the pain in the ass school works given on us but instead, join me as I celebrate the latest victory of the Boston Celtics as they grabbed their 17th NBA Championship Title by defeating their rival, Los Angeles Lakers. I'm not a big fan of the Celtics because I'm a Detroit girl from the very beginning but Ray Allen is just one of my favorite NBA players of all time. He is actually one of the best shooters in the league. Aside from him, I'm a huge fan of Allen Iverson, Chauncey Billups and Tony Parker. It was actually the sweetest victory ever. If I'm not mistaken, their last championship was on season '86-'87.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/bigthree_627_080619.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Boston's big three has become the thorns on the part of the Lakers, particularly Kobe Bryant. They really find it hard to beat the best team of the season. Lakers haven't beaten the Celtics during the elimination round and during the playoffs, they just beaten them twice. Because of the recently concluded NBA finals, my love for basketball has been revived. It was one of the best playoff series ever in the history. Two great teams battled it out for the championship crown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/rayallen_627_080619.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just enjoyed watching it. Actually, most of my classmates used to came late in class because they have to finish the game first before leaving the house. Good thing, our house is just near the school where I go to, that's why I can still finish the entire game before leaving. Game 6 was the much awaited game of the series because everyone was expecting for the Celtics' triumph and the team didn't disappoint them rather us. Well, most of the students and even professors are Boston fans. When I arrived in school last Wednesday, loud noises were heard everywhere as if they were part of the victory. But all in all, it was really fun watching Boston Celtics won over Los Angeles Lakers. I was the only one in the house who was happy for the victory because all of them were in favor of the Lakers. Too bad for them. Congrats Boston Celtics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-3694719887655872343?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/3694719887655872343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/3694719887655872343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-dont-i-want-to-be-with-someone-else.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-8982018078324143859</id><published>2008-06-12T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T22:27:01.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;It is better if someone doesn't recognize you existence rather than a person that knows you exist yet gives you no worth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! I have experienced the worst first week ever. Having the worst schedule and working with professors you do not like, is there any reason to feel happy? Well, except for friends, of course. That's the only reason why I want to go to Letran and attend classes. If only we have the best schedule and professors, perhaps, I'll be happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The classes in &lt;a href="http://www.letran.edu/"&gt;Letran&lt;/a&gt; started last Tuesday and my first class was at 2:30pm. As I arrived in school, I already saw some of my friends in the persons of Cha, Kelvin, Rey and Gian. We stayed in the canteen for a while until we decided to check our room if our classmates and professor were there already. They weren't there and still, we waited for a couple of minutes. But too bad, we had no professor for that subject and we just stayed in the stonebench together with the rest of my Chillax friends. Since we missed each other so much, we talked a lot. They actually focused on the Lakers-Celtics match-up since most of the Chillax Crew are Boston fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I saw him with his hair long. He never had any haircut ever since the 2nd semester of our Junior year ended. I don't know what's in his mind. I don't know if he's trying to imitate Miggy of Chicosci because they look so much alike now because of the long hair. Though ever since, they really look alike. Oh well, we are not classmates anymore except for one subject. I admit, I'm kinda disappointed but you know, I have to accept it. We may never know. Well, I just wanna be close to him, like a friend but close friend is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We attended our last class and unfortunately, I don't like our professor. He was actually the professor I used to hate last semester because I didn't learn anything from him and he gave us low grades. And what's make it a worst day, oh well, he gave us an assignment already and take note, it was a 16-question assignment. That was just our first day and yet, we were already given a task to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our class, I, together with some of my friends, went to SM Manila to eat. We stayed at KFC until 7:30pm. It was tons of fun. Laughtrip as ever. Boys were hyper and girls as well. I just love being with them. As soon as I arrived home, I started doing my effin' assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second day, I must say, was another worst day. It started with our RM2 wherein all of the third year IT students, not really all because most were absent, attended the class in one small hall in Letran. I don't like our professor because I prefer my professor in RM1 during the last semester. And the schedule of meeting on that subject, I hate it even more. Though a part of me is quite glad because we are classmates on that subject. The class was dismissed early so we just stayed in the hall together with some of our classmates. Fun moment with friends but awkward moment with him. Oh yeah! I don't want to elaborate more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My professor in Theology is a new one. He is a priest, by the way. He is quite okay though I find him strict. He is not cool, for sure. But hopefully, our personalities will eventually jive. We are required to buy a book written by our beloved Rector. The idea isn't great since we are spending a big amount of money for our MOCs then they still add up to it. Another minor subject was next and I was quite disappointed to know that our professor is Mr. Guab. I prefer Mr. Mendoza over him for many reasons. And another thing, he asked us to buy a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was overly surprised and shocked when I knew that Mr. Nataño would be our professor for the second time for this semester. We are just so unlucky when it comes to professors. I'm just hoping that this semester would be better as the past semesters. And I want to learn, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I only had one class because of the change of schedules. There were some changes which made me hate my schedule a lot more. But I can't do anything about it. I just have to deal with it. But I'm looking forward to a very enjoying and fun semester ahead of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was able to avail the free ride of LRT this afternoon. The boys were inviting us for a round trip but we declined because I want to go home early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been the worst first week ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-8982018078324143859?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/8982018078324143859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/8982018078324143859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/06/it-is-better-if-someone-doesnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-1550328133662309858</id><published>2008-06-07T18:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T22:56:48.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I am just like one great movie. The problem is no matter how great a movie I may be, after the show, everyone leaves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I really tried to watch Pinoy Idol from the moment I read from a forum that one of the Idol contestants will be singing a David Cook song. Billie Jean is the title of the song, originally sang by Michael Jackson and was given a great rendition by Chris Cornell. DC gave justice to the song when he sang it on American Idol and it became one of my favorite David Cook songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I found out that it was Warren who will be singing the song, I was pissed off because I really don't like him from the very start of the competition. He is a poser and a feeler. I just don't like him. And when he sang Billie Jean, he murdered it. My golly. He didn't gave justice to the song since he originally copied David Cook's version. He's such a copycat. He didn't even bother singing it in his own way. As in, he copied everything from David Cook. That time, I was hoping that the judges would be giving that Warren guy such horrible comments because it was totally obvious that he murdered it. And I was so happy with how the judges responded to the song especially when they said that they already heard it from David Cook. And when Ogie Alcasid asked Wyngard if he sees David Cook in him. Wyngard confidently replied: "No. Definitely not." I jumped with joy. Oh well, I'm just so hooked with David Cook and it hurts to know that everyone's into him already and all of his songs are being heard everywhere. Call me selfish but it's me eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Ejay is the Big Winner of Pinoy Big Brother Teen Edition Plus and I honestly hate the fact that he won. Robi should have won. He is way too deserving of the title Big Winner over that Promdi Guy who, from the very start, tried to believe us that he's innocent and that he doesn't know how to use cellphone. Oh, come on. Even young children knows how to use such gadget. But, votes have been casted and Ejay won though I really can't accept it. The only Big Winner I can whole-heartedly accept is Robi and him only. He is the true role model of the Filipino youth with how he behaves inside the house. And take note, he is not playing safe because a person with breeding behaves like he did inside the house. Beauty is the 4th Big Placer and Nicole was the 3rd Big Placer. I just hate the result of the show. It should have been Robi not Ejay. But I know, Robi will be successful in which field he chooses and that is being a Doctor. Way to go Robi! You are my Big Winner. And many people believe that it is you who truly exemplifies the character of a real Role Model for the youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for Rematch now as Roger Federer faces the defending champion Rafael Nadal in the much-awaited Championship game of Roland Garros. If Roger wins, it would be his first but if Rafa wins, it would be his fourth. So, I'm really looking forward to a great match and hopefully, this time, Roger will bring home the title. This is actually the only Grand Slam that he hasn't won yet and I do believe that now is the time for him to grab it. In the women's tennis, on the other hand, Anna Ivanovic is the new number one after dethroning Maria Sharapova. And Anna even won the French Open title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for Lakers-Celtics match-up tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-1550328133662309858?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/1550328133662309858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/1550328133662309858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-just-like-one-great-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-2178638021062163797</id><published>2008-06-06T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T18:57:56.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Sometimes I wish he'd be like my dad, always scared to lose me even though he knows I belong to him from the very start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 04, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were invited to a dinner party to celebrate Tita Amelia’s birthday. Her husband, Tito Mario, is actually a friend of my dad. They met each other in Saudi Arabia. Eventually, our families became great friends, as well. I thought that would just be a simple gathering and actually, I thought that it was just a simple dinner like the ones that we have attended last May. But I was totally wrong. When we arrived at their house which is located in Pavia (apparently, the place is near ours), I was truly stupefied with the number of people there. I mean, there were an immense number of people who attended the party. Some were staying outside enjoying the videoke machine. So, imagine, it was really noisy that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house is too small to accommodate all the guests, that’s what I thought. We ate, of course. We went there to eat, right? Haha ;D We stayed outside because it was really hot inside the house. Tito Mario stayed in our table because he was the only person we knew that time aside from the birthday celebrator and their son. Mom and he talked while I and my brother just listened. Afterwards, we already went home since my grandparents were left all alone in our house together with the two kids, Camille and Cha-cha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 05, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the entire day in the salon to rejuvenate myself since classes will officially begin on Tuesday. I was with my mom and I had my hair rebonded. The process, I can say, was really long. It took us 9 hours to finish. We went there at 1 pm and we went home at 10pm. I never thought that it would be that long. But according to some who tried rebonding, it really takes hours for the entire process to finish. Just imagine me, sitting there for a very long time. It wasn’t tiring but my butt ached. But all in all, I was really satisfied and hopefully, it will last longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/jesse.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;By the way, I find Jesse McCartney hot. Actually, when his song, Beautiful Soul, was released before, I wasn’t really attracted to the guy but I was totally hooked to the music itself. But after watching his music video, Leavin’, I just can’t get enough of him. His haircut, well, it suits him. Is it always the haircut that makes a person likeable? Take the case of David Cook. Look what it has done to the newest American Idol. He wasn’t really a heartthrob when he joined the contest but after his haircut, he suddenly became a hot item. Oh well, I just love David Cook and Jesse McCartney. They are so gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-2178638021062163797?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2178638021062163797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2178638021062163797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/06/sometimes-i-wish-hed-be-like-my-dad.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-2813568234159508102</id><published>2008-05-29T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T19:42:56.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;It's fatal to believe into something that for sure won't happen but it's pretty damn deadly not to hope a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to share this video to you. David Cook on Ellen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gx3ErBUWFrU&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gx3ErBUWFrU&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-2813568234159508102?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2813568234159508102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2813568234159508102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-fatal-to-believe-into-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-9024444420511956648</id><published>2008-05-28T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T21:21:03.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;For most people, friendship is the beginning of something -- a foundation for a much deeper relationship. Too bad for some, it's a borderline. (for me, it is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;borderline&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sick right now, meaning, I'm not feeling well. From the moment I woke up this morning, I have felt the pain in my head, how hard it is for me to stand up, how my back aches and how my cough and flu driving me insane. I hate it whenever I have this kind of illness. Well, ever since, I'm very prone to these, cough and flu, and whenever I have these two, I felt a sudden change in my body condition. It is either I'm going to have a fever or I'm going to experience body pains. But this time, I felt both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really uneasy and uncomfortable. I just stayed in my mom's room the whole day, sleeping and taking a deep rest hoping that I will feel better but unfortunately, I didn't feel better. But after I have taken my merienda, sitting in the sofa and watching my cousins and brother playing jackstone, I felt a lot better. I even joined them. Then, I took a bath then afterwards, I slept once more. And as I woke up, my fever was gone and I felt so much better. Thank God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last night, I was able to chat, through YM, with one of my best friends. She's actually my best friend since the 1st Grade and we've been friends for about thirteen years. She's now a Senior College student also at Adamson University taking up Mass Communication. Actually, it's her birthday today. Happy Birthday Mamita! :) I miss you and I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me that she just finished her on the job training and how much she enjoyed it. She became a radio announcer at DZRH, wrote an article at Remate and became a production assistant at one of Carlo J. Caparas' film. I'm a very happy and proud best friend for what she has accomplished so far. Ever since elementary, I know how eager she is to become successful and to achieve her goals in life. Since then, she wants to become a News Anchor or a Radio Announcer, anything that has something to do with mass media. And now, she's slowly grasping the success that she's been yearning for a long time. And I know that there's a better future ahead of her. After all, the staff of DZRH asked her on when will she graduate because they are planning to hire her after she graduates from college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's willing to do everything, she strives hard for her to be able to become successful and I'm glad that she's finally earning her way through it. I do miss her company. Ever since we graduated from High School, we seldom see each other. And as a matter of fact, we never go out so I'm planning that before this year ends, we could bond as much as we could together with my other three best friends. I missed our bonding so much and our never ending laughters. How I wish I could spend a lot more time with them but sadly, I can't. We will become so busy this coming semester because all of us will be focusing more on our thesis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, it's time for Roland Garros and it's on going. How I wish Roger Federer will grab his very first French Open title and stop Rafael Nadal from earning the four-peat. Well, Rafa is the defending champion and the master of the clay courts. And Roger find it hard to beat the Spaniard but I hope, this time, Roger will finally go home with the French Open title in hand. As for the women's, Maria Sharapova is still there. Hoping for her continuous victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Tennis to Basketball, Los Angeles Lakers defeated San Antonio Spurs making the series 3-1 in favor of Lakers. I wish that Spurs could still catch-up because they're the defending champs and they shouldn't let Lakers defeat them which will result to their elimination. On the Eastern Conference Finals, the series is tied to 2. Tomorrow's game will be at Boston and I'm wishing that Detroit Pistons will defeat them. I'm asking for a miracle now. Celtics is actually the best team in the league this season. But still, I'm rooting for the Pistons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-9024444420511956648?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/9024444420511956648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/9024444420511956648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/05/for-most-people-friendship-is-beginning.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-5710922826953056263</id><published>2008-05-22T16:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T22:18:43.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;If he's dumb enough to walk away. I'll be smart enough to let him go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/walkingdoll/2438540189_45a3155ba9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just in the mood for blogging. Ask me why, come on. I'm just so very happy when I heard Ryan Seacrest said this line: "and the American Idol is David... COOK" I jumped with joy and with a smile in my face, not just me, but with a cousin of mine who has been rooting for David Cook from the very beginning of the competition. The scruffy rocker of the season just did it. He deserves the title more than anyone else in the competition. It was unexpected, but hey, he's the new American Idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cook was the underdog since he received a lot of bashing statements from Simon Cowell during the Performance Night held just last night. He did pick the right songs and gave justice to those songs. He even did an amazing job. All the songs that he had picked showcased the different sides of him and yet, Simon didn't appreciate it. After all, Simon praised the young kid from Utah, David Archuleta, and even said that Archuleta knocked Cook off. So, I wasn't really expecting that my bet would win the talent search. I really do believe that it was Cook who did a fantastic job last night and not Archuleta. And it hurts big time that it wasn't appreciated by Cowell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the very moment I watched and heard David Cook's version of Always Be My Baby, I became a big fan of him and until now. He did a great job with the song Mariah has written. I have watched all his performances and I must say, he just keeps on improving every week making Randy Jackson confessed that since day one, he's a David Cook fan. He showed his unique and extraordinary singing prowess week by week. He always gives his best shot, showing his different sides and characters. His versatility is absolutely amazing which makes me love him even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, on the other hand, I still admire David Archuleta's singing skills. At his very young age, he showed off his great talent to over millions of people throughout the world. He can pull it off but too bad, all he can sing are just ballads. When I heard his version of With You, I just can't help but laugh. I know he did his best but it wasn't enough. Those kinds of song don't go well with his very smooth and endearing voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the winner has been announced by Seacrest, I really didn't expect that Simon Cowell would apologize to Cook for saying harsh words about his performances last night. He also said that Cook didn't deserve that and it just made the crowd screamed a lot more. I saw how nervous Cook was before the announcement. I guess, he was more nervous than the other David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Seacrest announced that David Cook is the new American Idol, he was really emotional. It was the second time I saw those liquid crystals flowing from his eyes down to his cheeks. His eyes were filled with tears, tears of joys. His mom and brother came up to stage to hug him. His brother was actually the one who auditioned but unfortunately, he wasn't accepted. Andrew Cook has been the key to David Cook's triumph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very surprising landslide because everyone was expecting that it would be Archuleta who will emerge as the newest and supposed to be the youngest American Idol but too bad for him. Cook has beaten him with a margin of 12 million votes having the percentage of 56% and 44% for Cook and Archuleta, respectively. I must say that this is the best yet American Idol Finale in the top-rated talent search history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I'm predicting that David Cook will make it big to the music industry. He would be, so far, the most successful American Idol. After Kelly Clarkson, Carrie Underwood and Chris Daughtry, no one else make it. I'm wishing David Cook the best of luck as he starts his journey towards the fulfillment of his dream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-5710922826953056263?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/5710922826953056263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/5710922826953056263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/05/if-hes-dumb-enough-to-walk-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-6126621041867740257</id><published>2008-05-21T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T21:27:13.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Everybody in this world is scared. And sometimes, it takes two scared persons to do one brave thing and that is to fall in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is really a tiring one. The annual celebration of Sto. Niño's anniversary is held today together with Kuya Roy's 27th Birthday. I wasn't part of the Santacruzan because I did join last year and I was the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reyna Elena&lt;/span&gt;. The celebration started with a mass which was celebrated by Brother Rolly then the Santacruzan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only had one participant aside from the Sto. Niño and she was Zachee, a niece of mine. She was really cute and adorable in her blue long gown. Beautiful was the word of the day since people kept on praising our little princess for being the stunning and mesmerizing little girl. She was actually prettier than those of the bigger &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sagalas &lt;/span&gt;which includes the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reyna Elena&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The celebration today was fun but many have told that last year's celebration was more enjoying. And aside from that, there were more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sagalas &lt;/span&gt;last year than now. People from all over came to witness and that was good. It added more flavor to the event. Even the birthday celebrator enjoyed the day. He was actually the photographer. Lots and lots of pictures taken and I have to wait for those pictures to be uploaded in my cousin's multiply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today is also the Finale of American Idol though the winner will be announced tomorrow. I am and will always be a David Cook fan no matter what. David Archuleta can sing and there's no doubt about it but the songs that he can sing are just ballads. He lacks versatility. And whenever he sings, I just need a bed for me to lay down. It's like a lullaby. On the other hand, David Cook always gives justice to every song he used to sing. He puts a lot of flavor to it. He is versatile, a great performer and has a great vocals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all the songs that David Cook sang most especially Dream Big. It is actually a new song but David Cook nailed it. He did an amazing job there. And regarding Simon's comments on Cook's songs, I guess he did it on purpose. He kept on dissing David Cook throughout the night while Randy Jackson and Paula Abdul just kept on praising Cook's performances. I don't know maybe Simon has something in mind why he did that. But for me, win or lose, David Cook is the real American Idol. And I bet, even if he loses, he'll make it to the limelight just like Chris Daughtry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, I just find out that Maria Sharapova is the world's number one in the women's division of tennis replacing Justine Henin. Everyone was surprised with the sudden retirement of the former world's number one. Even me, I was also surprised. She is a great tennis player, she plays well and is deserving of her ranking. But she just retired. One of the reasons she mentioned is her family. I don't know, maybe, it really is. But nevertheless, I'm still happy. I love Maria. She's the best tennis player for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to end this post now. I feel so worn out after the long walk a while ago. I'm just too excited with Gossip Girl's Finale. Actually, I'm downloading it now. Plus, I just can't wait about the American Idol Finale. Cook for the win! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-6126621041867740257?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/6126621041867740257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/6126621041867740257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/05/everybody-in-this-world-is-scared.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19318701.post-2061777243423558164</id><published>2008-05-19T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T21:43:15.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;The stolen glance is the oldest trick we know, yet the most obvious sign of hidden admiration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I find it really hard to sleep. I don't know why. I was feeling nervous that time and I must say that it was the first time I felt that kind of weird feeling. My heart kept on beating really fast and I really didn't have any idea why. It was really annoying but at the same time, I was scared to death. The fact that I was nervous for no reason really gave me goosebumps. Then, several thoughts, bad thoughts in particular, just kept on popping in my mind. I hate the feeling. I didn't know what to do. I tried to sleep and imagine myself in a beautiful situation but it really didn't work out. It was really hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I couldn't sleep, I just woke up and turned the television on. I watched whatever shows I find interesting just to keep my mind away from those bad thoughts and to stop myself from feeling that way. I switched the television from one channel to another. I continued watching until I felt sleepy. I went to bed and slept. But still, every hour, I just woke up all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why when my mom woke me up this morning, I felt the pain in my head. It was 9am, I guess. I took my breakfast and took a bath. We went to &lt;a href="http://www.letran.edu/"&gt;Letran&lt;/a&gt; to pay for my tuition fee. I have a very huge tuition fee just to let you know. As soon as we arrived, we went directly to the comfort room to fix the money. Bringing 54 thousand is really scary. Because we may never know what might happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing, only few were there to pay and as a matter of fact, the line was really short. I was able to see &lt;a href="http://jemacyrant.blogdrive.com/"&gt;Eunice&lt;/a&gt; at the Cashier's Office. She was assigned there. Good for her. I know how much she hates being assigned in the Bookstore. Going back, after paying, we decided to drop by SM Manila. Then, I was able to see Rex who didn't inform us that he is now here in Pinas. He had a 2-month vacation in US and no one knows in the barkada that he came back. So, I'm just keeping my mouth shut this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate at SM Manila. Then, we tried to look for a pair of school shoes that I will be using this coming semester. But too bad, I didn't find anything that suits my interest. We just strolled for a little while until we decided to just go to SM San Lazaro which is apparently near to our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I settled down to a lovely pair of shoes at So! Fab. Actually, I've seen it yesterday when we dropped by SMSL. I so love it, as in. Then, my mom and I went inside the department store to buy a polo for my brother. After buying all we need, we decided to go home. But not really go home because we still went to my former school which is MCS to buy books for Camille but unfortunately, it was lunch break then. So we went home first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda tiring that's why when I arrived home, I fell into a deep sleep right away. By the way, I'm currently working on a new layout for my blog and friendster layouts of my brother and two cousins. Lots and lots of layouts to do. Photoshop time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19318701-2061777243423558164?l=walkingdoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2061777243423558164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19318701/posts/default/2061777243423558164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingdoll.blogspot.com/2008/05/stolen-glance-is-oldest-trick-we-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Cez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01728719123032586653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBsm4cnutQ/Tc9LzXRwE8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hZAx8XkoJjU/s220/2011-05-13%2B17.31.11.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
