<?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-3299265073995981313</id><updated>2011-09-01T22:35:31.788+08:00</updated><category term='piercing'/><category term='Daniel Henney'/><category term='Philippines'/><category term='Hugh Jackman'/><category term='ecstatic'/><category term='Frustration'/><category term='unemployed'/><category term='Voldermort'/><category term='dinner'/><category term='2011'/><category term='Ricky Hatton'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='why only now?'/><category term='memorial'/><category term='Madrid'/><category term='OJT'/><category term='explorer'/><category term='new'/><category term='crazy'/><category term='young milano'/><category term='vampire'/><category term='Ilocos'/><category term='typhoon'/><category term='ugh mamamatay ako sa kahihiyan'/><category term='malabo'/><category term='Avatar'/><category term='YFC'/><category term='woe over philo orals'/><category term='summer'/><category term='Is this the real life?'/><category term='the Killers'/><category term='license'/><category term='girl'/><category term='emo'/><category term='concert'/><category term='Vigan'/><category term='boxing'/><category term='Europe Union'/><category term='driving'/><category term='Bye Bye Love'/><category term='Libya'/><category term='hostage'/><category term='cars'/><category term='Ondoy'/><category term='Ugly Betty'/><category term='future'/><category term='eyes'/><category term='feeling'/><category term='Marcel'/><category term='shit list'/><category term='stress'/><category term='shot'/><category term='boredom'/><category term='Belgium'/><category term='Magis'/><category term='mendoza'/><category term='finale'/><category term='philosophy'/><category term='school'/><category term='joy'/><category term='Inspiration'/><category term='Paul Walker'/><category term='tokio hotel'/><category term='semester'/><category term='milk'/><category term='he didn&apos;t wait'/><category term='resume'/><category term='movie'/><category term='rain'/><category term='need to decide'/><category term='BV'/><category term='escape'/><category term='Japan'/><category term='Europe. student.'/><category term='manila'/><category term='Manny Pacquiao'/><category term='coffee'/><category term='sidney sheldon'/><category term='fun'/><category term='Fast and Furious'/><category term='Michael Jackson'/><category term='president'/><category term='new layout'/><category term='love'/><category term='X-men orgins'/><category term='prime minister'/><category term='Janet Jackson'/><category term='higher'/><category term='Junior year'/><category term='Philippine Elections'/><title type='text'>____ Makes the WORLD go ROUND</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>111</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-1834059598001291911</id><published>2011-06-11T01:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T14:14:43.824+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Random Inspirational Talk then back to Frustration-Ville</title><content type='html'>I was in a meeting the other day for the WYD trip (Lord, please grant me my visa and funds :D) and I met a lawyer. My colleague told me to ask him about being a lawyer and about law school, so I asked. &lt;div&gt;But he first asked me "&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;What is your passion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;?" I could not answer him. What was I passionate about? What is this one thing that I like the most? I don't know, and I later on (before sleeping) realized how frustrating not knowing what it is. I answered, "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; am in the process of finding it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;." Then he asked, "Why do you want to go to law school" and I said "When I was in high school, I really wanted to become a lawyer, but when I got into college &lt;i&gt;wala na&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He then narrated how he got into law school, saying his parents pushed him. It was because of the &lt;b&gt;prestige of the profession&lt;/b&gt; that his parents wanted him to be a lawyer. And while he was studying, he then found that it was really his passion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before he left, he told me that &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I need to know what I am passionate about and that in the end, whatever I do should make me happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do envy my friends who know now what they want in life. And it gets horribly frustrating and depressing when people ask if I have a job or what are my plans. When I say, "I don't know yet", they give me this "Are you f-ing serious?!" look. Lately, I have been asking myself if I went to the right school and took the right course. I did enjoy being an EU major, but I have no concrete plans on what I want to do with my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh LIFE, why so cruel and mysterious? :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-1834059598001291911?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/1834059598001291911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2011/06/random-inspirational-talk-then-back-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1834059598001291911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1834059598001291911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2011/06/random-inspirational-talk-then-back-to.html' title='Random Inspirational Talk then back to Frustration-Ville'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-5932580252778029079</id><published>2011-03-18T13:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T14:27:55.028+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='why only now?'/><title type='text'>How do you get out of an all time low?</title><content type='html'>So when you gonna let me&lt;div&gt;When you gonna let me out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Cos driving wont' do it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flying won't do it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Denying won't do it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crying won't drown it out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/V0LV_bETEzs" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3299265073995981313-5932580252778029079?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/5932580252778029079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-do-you-get-out-of-all-time-low.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/5932580252778029079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/5932580252778029079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-do-you-get-out-of-all-time-low.html' title='How do you get out of an all time low?'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/V0LV_bETEzs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-2296107358894817509</id><published>2011-03-14T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T00:41:18.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Regret</title><content type='html'>I cannot say that I have completely realized now, but I am gradually understanding why "Career and Adventure" was the better choice. &lt;div&gt;1. It would have been cheaper since it will be in Asia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. It would have made my CV better (I think) because of the job experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I would have been away for 2 or 3 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. It would have been the "adventure" and "great escape" that I have been dreaming of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life after university, made one wrong choice. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But probably after 5-10 years, I would probably be laughing at my shallowness at this point :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-2296107358894817509?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/2296107358894817509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2011/03/regret.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/2296107358894817509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/2296107358894817509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2011/03/regret.html' title='Regret'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-6250899652908071761</id><published>2011-03-05T14:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T15:00:25.128+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unemployed'/><title type='text'>Words of the Unemployed</title><content type='html'>I think there is something horribly wrong with how I make decisions. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are a lot of opportunities that I did not take and now I feel like a loser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tama pa ba ang ginagawa ko?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3299265073995981313-6250899652908071761?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/6250899652908071761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2011/03/words-of-unemployed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/6250899652908071761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/6250899652908071761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2011/03/words-of-unemployed.html' title='Words of the Unemployed'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-8142778396949453088</id><published>2011-03-02T11:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T11:27:07.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear God, &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have this uneasy feeling about seeing my grades on Saturday. I pray that I don't fail. I am scared that I may be jinxed/may have been jinxed because I told a lot of people that I will graduate. I saw my grade in that one subject I'm really worried about, and basing from the grading system in the syllabus, I know I passed. BUT LORD! I am still unsure until I see all of my grades. I know this is my weakest - most waley semester, but I really pray that I pass. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-8142778396949453088?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/8142778396949453088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2011/03/dear-god-i-have-this-uneasy-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/8142778396949453088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/8142778396949453088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2011/03/dear-god-i-have-this-uneasy-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-2044528924288940220</id><published>2011-02-23T09:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T10:17:55.048+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woe over philo orals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Libya'/><title type='text'>Philo Orals &lt; Situation in the Arab States</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lh1c8jlYMq1qd3k9xo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If my topic for my final Philo orals was about Libya or Tunisia or Egypt and their current situation, I think I would have done a better job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thomas Aquinas gave importance to the preservation of life and clearly what is happening now in Libya is a violation of Aquinas' perspective. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The prostitution topic was tough (in the end, during the orals time), but it was a good discussing it with the groupmates (though I felt really dumb since they were using terms such as maxims, volitions, precepts. My head wanted to explode then)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-2044528924288940220?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/2044528924288940220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2011/02/philo-orals-situation-in-arab-states.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/2044528924288940220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/2044528924288940220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2011/02/philo-orals-situation-in-arab-states.html' title='Philo Orals &lt; Situation in the Arab States'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-6750054134973638722</id><published>2011-02-19T07:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T07:27:58.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='need to decide'/><title type='text'>Time of Discernment</title><content type='html'>Career and adventure or faith and adventure?&lt;div&gt;To Malaysia (or Indonesia) or Spain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to decided (FAST) what I want to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The global internship, I believe, will be good as a career jumpstart, plus I can live in a country for 2 months or less. And it'll be in Asia, I've always wanted to go to Indonesia and Malaysia. Though I've been to Johor Bahru, Kuala Lumpur will be just as great. And if this program goes well, and if I join the other programs, then probably I will have a good job.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The WYD will be an experience of a lifetime. Going to Spain and seeing multitudes of people having the same belief as yours. And seeing the Pope will be great because (in my very shallow opinion) I will "receive" divine intervention. But the thing is, if I go to Spain, then it will mean that I will not have a job for 3-4months, and my parents want me to earn money to be used for the Spain trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WYD reg deadline is on Feb 28, and it'll cost me 10k+.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There will be orientations and interviews next week, and it'll cost me up to 1-2k.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-6750054134973638722?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/6750054134973638722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2011/02/time-of-discernment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/6750054134973638722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/6750054134973638722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2011/02/time-of-discernment.html' title='Time of Discernment'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-4580230007564378867</id><published>2011-01-18T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T23:24:31.118+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='higher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Is this the real life?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Random Ramblings</title><content type='html'>1. I don't know what to do after graduation. Well, after seeing my midterm grade for Theology, I was scared that I might not graduate on time. Just because I missed a 10pt quiz, my grade is horrible. :-| &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. The job fair in school is depressing for a social science student, like me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scenario yesterday afternoon: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Hi Miss! I am from the school of social science, and my course is European Studies. Do you accept students with that background?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Lady from a research firm:&lt;/span&gt; (stares for a long time) Uhmm. We are currently doing a research for Coca-Cola Philippines. blah blah blah [I forget what she mentioned exactly about Coca-Cola]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Oooooh. Um, so can I still apply?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Lady:&lt;/span&gt; Sure. When are you graduating?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;This March&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Lady:&lt;/span&gt; So can you start on April or May?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Umm, maybe May or June... (hands over the resume) Thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scenario this afternoon:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Hi! I am from the school of social science, and my course is European Studies. Do you accept students with that background? And what are your current vacant positions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Lady from another research firm:&lt;/span&gt; Well, we are currently in need of analysts and researchers for different products, markets... blah blah blah The HR will do the matching with the skills that the applicants have with what the company needs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Okay. Can I still pass my resume?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Lady:&lt;/span&gt; Of course. We'll call you if we have a vacancy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Okay great. Thank you! (Hands over resume)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Dude behind me:&lt;/span&gt; Hi! I'm from the School of Management, and I'm wondering if you would accept students from my course?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Lady: &lt;/span&gt;(excited voice) Oh yes we do. Since your background in market research... [was walking away]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really depressing. :-|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I feel talentless. I don't have creative skills - drawing, writing, singing or dancing, nor am I over the top passionate about something. I am a blah - your average university student. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Spain doesn't seem to be exciting anymore :-|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I'll be "age-ing" next week, and I feel I have not accomplished something awesome/great in my life. Am I that boring? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough of the emo rambling. :-) Here's my new favorite song, (well) to cheer me (or you) up :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XVizAB9twFY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XVizAB9twFY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-4580230007564378867?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/4580230007564378867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2011/01/random-ramblings_8274.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/4580230007564378867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/4580230007564378867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2011/01/random-ramblings_8274.html' title='Random Ramblings'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-6631620598040796932</id><published>2011-01-13T14:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T14:30:42.760+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Janet Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manila'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>Seriously Want</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lex7mqNqZY1qaa7h1o1_r1_500.jpg" alt="Number Ones - World Tour: Janet Jackson LIVE in Manila When: February 4, 2011Where: PICC Plenary Hall Ticket prices are at:P15,504 / P12,403 / P8,269 / P5,168 / P3,100Tickets will be on-sale starting January 7 and are expected to sell fast. For more details, call TicketWorld at 891-9999 or Wilbros Live at 374-9999." /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANT A TICKET. Even if it's the 3k one, I'd be really REALLY HAPPY :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-6631620598040796932?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/6631620598040796932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2011/01/seriously-want.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/6631620598040796932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/6631620598040796932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2011/01/seriously-want.html' title='Seriously Want'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-7916572270749462321</id><published>2010-11-28T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T01:28:17.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Challenge/Plan</title><content type='html'>My friend told me to write top 5 guys you don't want to date. And so far I have 3, but I need a more creative description and name for them. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh the things I do to get away from responsibilities :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-7916572270749462321?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/7916572270749462321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/11/challengeplan.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/7916572270749462321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/7916572270749462321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/11/challengeplan.html' title='The Challenge/Plan'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-6578265149814983893</id><published>2010-11-22T10:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T10:58:08.929+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madrid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>The BIG DREAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.spanish-architecture.info/IMAGES/18-PalacioRealMadrid.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Palacio Real de Madrid"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next year? Oh please please please :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-6578265149814983893?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/6578265149814983893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/11/big-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/6578265149814983893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/6578265149814983893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/11/big-dream.html' title='The BIG DREAM'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-8757398557397912153</id><published>2010-11-10T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T01:23:32.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To go or not?</title><content type='html'>If I go, then I'll be able to do some "soul-searching" and have an ultimate time. It will also mean, leaving a lot of responsibilities behind, and backing out on certain stuff.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I stayed, then I will be able to do the things I need to do. But then, the "soul-searching" opportunity will be lost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what should I do? Time's running out.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-8757398557397912153?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/8757398557397912153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/11/to-go-or-not.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/8757398557397912153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/8757398557397912153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/11/to-go-or-not.html' title='To go or not?'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-5337398370670978101</id><published>2010-11-07T01:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T01:08:41.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new layout'/><title type='text'>New Layout</title><content type='html'>Thanks to my MATE: &lt;a href="http://inkedmoon.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://inkedmoon.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She designed this. And I'm so HAPPY :D Yey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-5337398370670978101?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/5337398370670978101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-layout.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/5337398370670978101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/5337398370670978101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-layout.html' title='New Layout'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-1931411727043955138</id><published>2010-11-05T12:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T12:47:01.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugh mamamatay ako sa kahihiyan'/><title type='text'>Whatta sight!</title><content type='html'>Horribly embarrassed. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I blame our kasambahay for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Note: Don't leave your stuff for everyone to see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-1931411727043955138?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/1931411727043955138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/11/whatta-sight.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1931411727043955138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1931411727043955138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/11/whatta-sight.html' title='Whatta sight!'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-4283524571013150642</id><published>2010-09-04T01:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T01:22:51.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm scared.&lt;div&gt;I'm paranoid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3299265073995981313-4283524571013150642?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/4283524571013150642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-scared.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/4283524571013150642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/4283524571013150642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-scared.html' title=''/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-5100473704911811033</id><published>2010-08-27T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T23:40:34.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I should be more:&lt;div&gt;-&gt; trusting (and less doubtful)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&gt; open (Marcel: How far will you let them in?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&gt; careful with what I say (hindi maganda ang pagiging taklesa) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&gt; loving (hugs hugs)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3299265073995981313-5100473704911811033?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/5100473704911811033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-think-i-should-be-more-trusting-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/5100473704911811033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/5100473704911811033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-think-i-should-be-more-trusting-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-4256749988574780182</id><published>2010-08-23T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T22:54:51.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mendoza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hostage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manila'/><title type='text'>The Word's Watching</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So yes, CNN and BBC covered the hostage taking that took place in Quirino Grandstand. It was embarrassing for the whole world saw how the policemen took several minutes before they can end the hostage. Go on twitter, and you will see people angry at the SWAT (what?) for being cowards. You'll also see people angry at the media for covering the whole thing when it was a high time of "crisis" - some people demanded for a news blackout. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's SAD, really SAD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember reading an article for my Theo class by Hutchcroft. He mentioned that there was this organization or something that said that "after Iraq, the Philippines is the scariest (or unsafe) place for journalist." or something like that. And now this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs137.ash2/40180_416729417451_709302451_5175376_2346275_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sb.gov.hk/eng/ota/index.htm"&gt;http://www.sb.gov.hk/eng/ota/index.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sb.gov.hk/eng/ota/index.htm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Filipinos say they want to leave the country RIGHT NOW. Others claim that Filipinos are banned from HK or will be tortured and other "crazy" shizznit. Why can't they wait for official statements from authorities about those matters? They just cause panic and add to the "chaos" that the people are both doing/making and experiencing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&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/3299265073995981313-4256749988574780182?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/4256749988574780182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/08/words-watching.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/4256749988574780182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/4256749988574780182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/08/words-watching.html' title='The Word&apos;s Watching'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-3137055572918388294</id><published>2010-08-22T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T23:15:53.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Being horribly angry will only lead to bad bad headaches. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to this to ever happen again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-3137055572918388294?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/3137055572918388294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/08/being-horribly-angry-will-only-lead-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/3137055572918388294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/3137055572918388294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/08/being-horribly-angry-will-only-lead-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-8969259545696364526</id><published>2010-08-21T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T00:54:11.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trabajo y Responsibilidades</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I wish that the "people" KNOW that their jobs and responsibilities are very important. The little selfish actions affect the "greater picture/scheme of life". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am tired of hearing reasons after reasons. Look, I'm busy too! But I do my job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I hope that the enormity of the responsibility given to them will be realized. &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/3299265073995981313-8969259545696364526?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/8969259545696364526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/08/trabajo-y-responsibilidades.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/8969259545696364526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/8969259545696364526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/08/trabajo-y-responsibilidades.html' title='Trabajo y Responsibilidades'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-6346289858250000736</id><published>2010-08-14T12:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T12:37:08.832+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ugly Betty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finale'/><title type='text'>A Tear Fell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Finished watching the 4th season of Ugly Betty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://thoughtmechanics.com/BionicJive/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/ugly-betty.jpg" alt="ugly-betty" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember, after season 2 I said I want a Daniel Meade of my own, after the last season, I still want a Daniel Meade. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still in my post-I'm-still-sad-over-the-finale moment, and I want more Ugly Betty. hahaha! It's my FAVORITE show! Ok maybe ang babaw, BUT BUT Ugly Betty is really adorable and I absolutely love Wilhelmina's and Mark's characters.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If they (who they are) will turn this into a movie, I would definitely watch it :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-6346289858250000736?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/6346289858250000736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/08/tear-fell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/6346289858250000736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/6346289858250000736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/08/tear-fell.html' title='A Tear Fell'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-4838809557840110562</id><published>2010-08-13T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T23:02:56.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to cry :(&lt;div&gt;I'm failing my 2 core subjects. And it's scarier now, because I want and HAVE to graduate on time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-4838809557840110562?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/4838809557840110562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-want-to-cry-im-failing-my-2-core.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/4838809557840110562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/4838809557840110562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-want-to-cry-im-failing-my-2-core.html' title=''/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-203699015326824888</id><published>2010-07-28T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T22:34:02.629+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='explorer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Voldermort'/><title type='text'>Voldy the Explorer</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5on8I6ZBKfQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5on8I6ZBKfQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A project made out of "boredom" :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do watch it! It's FUN :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-203699015326824888?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/203699015326824888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/07/voldy-explorer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/203699015326824888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/203699015326824888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/07/voldy-explorer.html' title='Voldy the Explorer'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-6516004009478585348</id><published>2010-07-19T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T23:05:34.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Table for Two</title><content type='html'>10&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"When you think about it, everything is fleeting. Every second of every minute of every hour. The race and the rush and the choices and the chances. The love that grazed your fingertips, possibilities that brushed past you on your way out of work or play or save the world, a happy ending you have believed in with a faith beyond anything you could have imagined you were capable of. We shove each other for space, &lt;b&gt;we lament the loss of time as we scatter it throughout the vast landscape of our lives&lt;/b&gt;. When we count the broken pieces, we realize that we will not be here forever, so we chase after these moments, seize them, and try to make them last and last and last. &lt;b&gt;But maybe the best that we can do is to understand that there is one thing in particular that should always come first&lt;/b&gt;."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;Table for Two - Marla Miniano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-6516004009478585348?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/6516004009478585348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/07/table-for-two.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/6516004009478585348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/6516004009478585348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/07/table-for-two.html' title='Table for Two'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-2187910974667869296</id><published>2010-07-12T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T23:03:47.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiero...</title><content type='html'>I want more free time :) So that I can finish Ugly Betty season 4 and True Blood season 2. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want rest :) Tired and bordering burnout-ness. School plus extra-curricular stuff. Oh! And "taking care" of people is not an easy task. Promise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want courage, so that I can fulfill my Senior Bucket List. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want discipline, so that I will stick to a diet plan. Hello fats, be gone! :)) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-2187910974667869296?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/2187910974667869296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/07/quiero.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/2187910974667869296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/2187910974667869296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/07/quiero.html' title='Quiero...'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-8209973681868815755</id><published>2010-06-09T09:37:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T10:22:18.231+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ilocos'/><title type='text'>North</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TA7yTBwZGgI/AAAAAAAAAIE/6OLtZIcrFok/s320/cape+bojeador.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480584205259315714" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt; Cape Bojeador (Lighthouse)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;I absolutely love this place. Going up the lighthouse was the absolute high that I needed. And the view... WOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TA70dxcThoI/AAAAAAAAAIM/n_ThW4L0D8c/s320/view+from+the+top.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480586588881913474" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                           &lt;b&gt;                                                                         Coastline&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TA72snFUCrI/AAAAAAAAAIc/fzT3bLnJe1s/s320/windmills.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480589042822417074" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Windmills&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TA73mhsCqwI/AAAAAAAAAIk/X2iQ-J3FT3k/s320/beach.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480590037806656258" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pagudpud beach&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pagudpud's not really my favourite beach; I love Bohol more. :D But the waves were awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-8209973681868815755?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/8209973681868815755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/06/north.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/8209973681868815755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/8209973681868815755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/06/north.html' title='North'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TA7yTBwZGgI/AAAAAAAAAIE/6OLtZIcrFok/s72-c/cape+bojeador.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-1551733336029018068</id><published>2010-05-15T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T21:20:51.758+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='he didn&apos;t wait'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Heartbreaker, you got the best of me&lt;br /&gt;But I just keep on coming back incessantly&lt;br /&gt;Oh why, did you have to run your game on me&lt;br /&gt;I should have known right from the start&lt;br /&gt;You'd go and break my heart"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;- Mariah Carey, HEARTBREAKER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; "&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/3299265073995981313-1551733336029018068?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/1551733336029018068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/05/heartbreaker-you-got-best-of-me-but-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1551733336029018068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1551733336029018068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/05/heartbreaker-you-got-best-of-me-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-8328320753891235457</id><published>2010-05-11T18:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T19:11:59.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philippine Elections'/><title type='text'>Dirty Finger: the Future Begins with Me</title><content type='html'>I have a dirty finger. Ha! My nail looks dead because of the purple and red colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I voted yesterday for the TRANSFORMERS: Dick Gordon and Bayani Fernando. (Don't judge me!) I believe in strong political will and firm platforms. Yes, Gordon bad mouths some of this opponents, but he is a frank leader, which I think the Philippines need. With him, I believe the Philippines will really WORK HARD to achieve a good reputation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;BUT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, he conceded to Noynoy (que mal). Well, it's pretty obvious that he won't win (ranking only 6th). If Noynoy wins, then I hope that the Philippines will be in a better state. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HELL NO to ERAP as president. Seriously people, how can you put someone who was a CRIMINAL. I repeat a CRIMINAL!!! &lt;div&gt;Where's the maturity of the people? Nada. Que raro! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still hoping for a better Philippines :)  And I believe that this is possible by following Pinoy Lacson's &lt;b&gt;12 Little Things Every Filipino Can Do To Help Our Country&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;ol style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-top: 0.3em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 3.2em; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-image: none; "&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Follow traffic rules. Follow the law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Whenever you buy or pay for anything, always ask for an official receipt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Don’t buy smuggled goods. Buy local. Buy Filipino. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When you talk to others, especially foreigners speak positively about us and our country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Respect your traffic officer, policeman and soldier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Do not litter. Dispose your garbage properly. Segregate. Recycle. Conserve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Support your church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;During elections, do your solemn duty. ---&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;YUP! I did! :-) Mom even volunteered me and my brother to be part of PPCRV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Pay your employees well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Pay your taxes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Adopt a scholar or a poor child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Be a good parent. Teach your kids to follow the law and love our country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/span&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/3299265073995981313-8328320753891235457?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/8328320753891235457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/05/dirty-finger-future-begins-with-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/8328320753891235457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/8328320753891235457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/05/dirty-finger-future-begins-with-me.html' title='Dirty Finger: the Future Begins with Me'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-9103040673887108227</id><published>2010-03-15T17:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T18:06:13.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want chocolate. Craving for chocolates. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-9103040673887108227?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/9103040673887108227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-feeling-emo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/9103040673887108227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/9103040673887108227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-feeling-emo.html' title=''/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-569260915561259477</id><published>2010-03-04T06:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T07:02:56.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young milano'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;I'm failing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Nakakaiyak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Nakakainis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Nakakaiyak pa rin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_______________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/S47pCa_1jsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/0EkITzXZ_gg/s1600-h/young+milano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/S47pCa_1jsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/0EkITzXZ_gg/s320/young+milano.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444545227353591490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesartorialist.blogspot.com/2010/02/on-streetyoung-milano.html"&gt;http://thesartorialist.blogspot.com/2010/02/on-streetyoung-milano.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Italy, I'll go there soon and look for really good-looking men like him :D&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/3299265073995981313-569260915561259477?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/569260915561259477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/03/hello-im-failing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/569260915561259477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/569260915561259477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/03/hello-im-failing.html' title=''/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/S47pCa_1jsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/0EkITzXZ_gg/s72-c/young+milano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-1867247491780927808</id><published>2010-03-01T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T00:43:11.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuses</title><content type='html'>And he said that he is drowning with his acads shizz. Guess what, ME TOO!!!&lt;div&gt; for this week:&lt;div&gt;&gt;Spanish HW (9 pages)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;Philo and Theo readings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;Eu31 paper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;IPE report&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;Philo LT2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;Spanish debate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I still do "my job".   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ka-jirits! &gt;:|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3299265073995981313-1867247491780927808?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/1867247491780927808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/03/excuses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1867247491780927808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1867247491780927808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/03/excuses.html' title='Excuses'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-3125800662496028083</id><published>2010-02-17T09:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T09:15:20.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello blog</title><content type='html'>I haven't seen you for a long time :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have an OJT interview on Friday, and I am super nervous. My Spanish skills might fail me. And I don't have anything to wear yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3299265073995981313-3125800662496028083?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/3125800662496028083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/3125800662496028083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/3125800662496028083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello-blog.html' title='Hello blog'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-8043172896725507120</id><published>2010-01-31T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T22:33:19.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guessing can be fun. But there are times when it isn't. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inconsistency makes me go crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too much guessing and over-thinking is not good to my health, or to anyone, I suppose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-8043172896725507120?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/8043172896725507120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/01/guessing-can-be-fun.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/8043172896725507120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/8043172896725507120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/01/guessing-can-be-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-226785255877965370</id><published>2010-01-27T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T01:24:11.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From West to East: Hello India!</title><content type='html'>I think this is the first time that I have researched on an "academical" matter that's not required. And that seems too nerdy for me. Normally, I would web-surf through my favorite sites (like stumbleupon.com) period. &lt;div&gt;Though I am pressured (now) because of the MUN later, reading shizz in the internet about India's state-sponsored terrorism and it's seemingly vague counter-terrorism movements, I realized that the Philippines is not the worse country when it comes to terrorist acts. In Northern Ireland, they have "almost" yearly attacks from the smaller rebellious groups originally part of the IRA. And people from India, I realized are very in touch with their religion, and the terrorist attacks that are happening there are not only between Hindus and Muslims, but also between Maoist Indians and some tribal Indians - Naxalite Rebellion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok! Enough of the nerdiness. Hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a brighter note. I am happy that the "Tunay na Lalake" blog is back! :D   &lt;/div&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/3299265073995981313-226785255877965370?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/226785255877965370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/01/from-west-to-east-hello-india.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/226785255877965370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/226785255877965370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/01/from-west-to-east-hello-india.html' title='From West to East: Hello India!'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-858531637646501178</id><published>2010-01-14T12:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T12:27:58.870+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OJT'/><title type='text'>*BIG SMILE*</title><content type='html'>HALLELUJAH!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have 4 speakers tomorrow for the OJT Orientation. Gosh! I can't believe it :) We crammed everything and now, we have 4 speakers. And if the Italian Embassy person says "Yes" today, SUPER AWESOME na talaga. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow! Thanks for the awesome blessings! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-858531637646501178?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/858531637646501178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/01/big-smile.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/858531637646501178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/858531637646501178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/01/big-smile.html' title='*BIG SMILE*'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-1840955439461291347</id><published>2010-01-13T23:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T23:48:09.613+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bye Bye Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/S03pbXv7fQI/AAAAAAAAAHs/VuXACE2ausk/s1600-h/tumblr_kv8gljdgFH1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/S03pbXv7fQI/AAAAAAAAAHs/VuXACE2ausk/s320/tumblr_kv8gljdgFH1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426249782492101890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pablo Neruda said, "&lt;i&gt;Sabras que no te amo..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I want to add, &lt;i&gt;y yo no quiero el amor... ahora&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Backstreet Boys sang, &lt;i&gt;"I think I want to stay single..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I want to add,&lt;i&gt; for now, yes :-)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I choose freedom and happiness :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(ok, so maybe BSB's "Bye Bye Love" is my current LSS, that's why I want to have an entry with my "favorite" line from their song :D) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-1840955439461291347?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/1840955439461291347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/01/pablo-neruda-said-sabras-que-no-te-amo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1840955439461291347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1840955439461291347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/01/pablo-neruda-said-sabras-que-no-te-amo.html' title=''/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/S03pbXv7fQI/AAAAAAAAAHs/VuXACE2ausk/s72-c/tumblr_kv8gljdgFH1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-1144076790468023057</id><published>2010-01-12T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T21:54:26.325+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokio hotel'/><title type='text'>Tokio Hotel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/S0x7ntIPs1I/AAAAAAAAAHk/jpL2oDlkxow/s1600-h/3816381862_d2cf7d2477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/S0x7ntIPs1I/AAAAAAAAAHk/jpL2oDlkxow/s320/3816381862_d2cf7d2477.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425847573133898578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Because I watched MYX Presents: Tokio Hotel the other day before going to school, now I am fan. :D But I already have "Automatic" since last year, because na-LSS ako for sometime. Though I have not downloaded their other English songs, I've been watching Tokio Hotel TV. And I swear, Bill and Tom Kaulitz are so cute. It's like Bill is the "girl" and Tom is well a boy. Gets? Ang cute talaga nila :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been telling my mom that I want to learn German, since last year. And she would tell me that I can take German after I graduate, so that I won't get "confused" while studying Spanish. Ok, thanks Ma. I kind of regret now that I took Spanish, because I have aunts who told me that if I want to work in Europe, especially in North Europe, I should now German. Well, according to them, that is. And now, with my new "fangirl-ing item", my desire to study German is more pumped up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3299265073995981313-1144076790468023057?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/1144076790468023057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/01/tokio-hotel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1144076790468023057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1144076790468023057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/01/tokio-hotel.html' title='Tokio Hotel'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/S0x7ntIPs1I/AAAAAAAAAHk/jpL2oDlkxow/s72-c/3816381862_d2cf7d2477.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-4684138483858035502</id><published>2010-01-09T23:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T23:09:33.444+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avatar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Avatar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I watched Avatar with my brothers yesterday. The movie "experience" would have been great if we didn't watch in Mega. A ticket costs Php170 and the cinema was dirty. Popcorn sa floor, empty bottles, straw. Mej-BV yon.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/S0nq8eMA5NI/AAAAAAAAAHc/uhGgax8jABg/s320/aa613f70454fb28c4a409c4f1a51.jpeg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425125550760977618" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the movie is GREAT. Because...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I remembered a topic in His18.2. Native Americans. The Navi People sort of looked like the Native Americans (me thinks yes). They were sent to reservoirs (in the movie, they were forced to go somewhere else), some were killed. Ok, so mej naiyak ako when the Tree fell and the daughter (I forget the name) was wailing because her father died, and because of the lost her People are experiencing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. The military dude, the coronel "embodied" his country well. :-) Super America. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Environmental shizz. Some people destroy lands to get what they "thought" would make them rich. Let's make Mother Nature happy :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Diplomacy is... well hard. Conflicting ideas, culture, threatening presence, interests. Since it's hard and slow, some people, like the military dude would resort to violent means to get what they want. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Final Fantasy-ish :-) I am a fan of FF, but not a big gamer geek. Haha! I've played FF8-FFxi (thanks to my brothers). I was half wishing that a "chocobo" will appear in the forest. Para fun   :-) ok, super loser ng dating nun. But the animals and the scenery were amazing, especially when it's night time. Everything's glow in the dark. Cool! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just realized that Michael Jackson's Earth Song perfectly fits the part when the military men were firing/bombing the Tree.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to watch Avatar again :-) Super awesome movie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-4684138483858035502?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/4684138483858035502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/01/avatar.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/4684138483858035502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/4684138483858035502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/01/avatar.html' title='Avatar'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/S0nq8eMA5NI/AAAAAAAAAHc/uhGgax8jABg/s72-c/aa613f70454fb28c4a409c4f1a51.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-8756773046113343453</id><published>2010-01-03T17:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T17:43:35.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='license'/><title type='text'>License</title><content type='html'>My license to do super childish and horribly crazy things is near its expiration date. Or can I extend it until... I want to? haha!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a more "real" matter... My driver's license is about to expire. And honestly, I have not driven on my own since I got it. Thanks to some people, my confidence in driving is crushed. *sigh* And dad won't even make me "test drive" his new car, kahit sa village lang. So technically, my license is for identification purposes na lang. *sigh more*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-8756773046113343453?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/8756773046113343453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/01/license.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/8756773046113343453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/8756773046113343453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2010/01/license.html' title='License'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-7912297268012122947</id><published>2009-12-30T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T23:47:01.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>red wine</title><content type='html'>When dad opens a bottle of red wine, it means, 1) it's New Year or 2) we're celebrating something. So I've always thought/believed that the "red wine drinking" is only for special events. &lt;div&gt;Then mom found a new "healthy lifestyle": drinking red wine every night. Yes, ang sossy ni mommy at may pa-red wine pang nalalaman. We drink because it's good for the heart. (fact)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always associated red wine to a celebration. And now, it sort of lost that "feeling".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-7912297268012122947?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/7912297268012122947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/12/red-wine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/7912297268012122947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/7912297268012122947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/12/red-wine.html' title='red wine'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-3720415797916248349</id><published>2009-12-29T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T00:51:34.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I MISS YOU.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-3720415797916248349?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/3720415797916248349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-miss-you.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/3720415797916248349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/3720415797916248349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-7759798577855768726</id><published>2009-12-14T01:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T01:24:27.745+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resume'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><title type='text'>Resume</title><content type='html'>Felt that I would not get anywhere with studying the 10 thesis statements for my philo oral exam, so I "took a break" and started with my resume.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The extra-curricular activities covered the biggest chunk of my CV. (Muy bien?) and most of my activities are YFC-related. (Muy muy bien?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the list of activities, I can say that 2008-2009 is my active year. Yey for being "bibo-kid" in YFC and for being active in my org. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I feel that my resume is a "blah"... Can it "stand out" among the other resumes? *hopes*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I checked the UN in the Phils website, but their website is not functioning. L'oreal Philippines... well I don't know where I can find the internship webpage. My dream workplace/internship is in Asian Development Bank. Pero FAIL. They only accept interns from their "partner universities" and students who are currently taking their Master's Degree or Ph.D. Naman... I don't really know where I want to work...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's okay if don't go abroad for my OJT. After listening to the OJT Orientation by my org and another one by the placement office, I realized that I don't need to go out of the country to have a cool OJT experience. But! If fate wills it, then muy muy muy bien para mi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-7759798577855768726?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/7759798577855768726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/12/resume.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/7759798577855768726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/7759798577855768726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/12/resume.html' title='Resume'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-4512913258000968645</id><published>2009-12-11T00:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T17:34:47.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semi-productive 2 days</title><content type='html'>1. OJT Orientation materials ready: must get them later (c'oz it's already 1am now) in the photocopy place&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Sort of (1%) understood the Kemp model. And I hate taxes. hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Sort of read for POS131, except for Krassner. Will do that after Philo class later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Reconnected (yes me ganun) with old friends through FB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Shared things/matters with Partner. Okaaay. Ilang pa rin, but if that'll help the partnership and the "success" of our group/team/household, go lang. He's much better than last year Partner. Muy bien para mi. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Help Brother with his orals shizz. Yes, I am a good sister, though... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;--------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there :D good luck to me for the next days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Philo orals | Spanish LT1 | Theo LT1 | Looking for speakers for another OJT Orientation next month | "rehearsals" for the org party (ha! ang funny kasi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/3299265073995981313-4512913258000968645?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/4512913258000968645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/12/semi-productive-2-days.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/4512913258000968645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/4512913258000968645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/12/semi-productive-2-days.html' title='Semi-productive 2 days'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-810579205734112913</id><published>2009-12-09T19:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T23:07:31.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Shizz</title><content type='html'>I am hopeful (again), but I have this nagging feeling that I know how it will end (again).&lt;div&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; When I turn 21 next month (Yuck! It's super near) I will dance FIRE by 2NE1. Just the part when they raise both their arms and do a wave move. Sorry, I have loser dance moves. Hahaha! Oh and I want something "significant" to happen on my birthday. Like, have a "children's party" in an orphanage, and make them happy... Hahaha! (Hindi ata bagay sa akin toh..) A surprise party would be nice too, but I sort of had that last January. Though medyo fail un kasi ung "big surprise" wasn't able to come... BOO YOU! hahaha!:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God! I am OLD!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can hear my ninang's mocking  voice in my head. (Gah! weird) She told me once that I am like my mom, "Maria Clara. Pakipot pa. Kunwari ayaw magpaalalay, gusto naman." Mom said that I am like my ninang, "You intimidate guys kasi. Mataray pa." Then my brothers, who apparently overheard my ninang and mom talking, said, "Oh noes. Ate kasi is so mataray and intimidating. Kaya walang lumalapit." Shet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK. Malabo forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ilang at hindi pa rin ako sanay talking about "me" to other people.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3299265073995981313-810579205734112913?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/810579205734112913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/12/random-shizz.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/810579205734112913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/810579205734112913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/12/random-shizz.html' title='Random Shizz'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-6056157199721440714</id><published>2009-12-06T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T23:09:46.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jologs Translator</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SxvI4bUWo9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/PaUbWYkJwjQ/s1600-h/jologers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 187px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SxvI4bUWo9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/PaUbWYkJwjQ/s320/jologers.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412140248947139538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lazy and unproductive me found this over the internet. :D &lt;a href="http://kalokohan.guissmo.frih.net/jologs.php"&gt;http://kalokohan.guissmo.frih.net/jologs.php&lt;/a&gt; ---&gt; go to this website, for fun. hahaha!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-6056157199721440714?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/6056157199721440714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/12/jologs-translator.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/6056157199721440714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/6056157199721440714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/12/jologs-translator.html' title='Jologs Translator'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SxvI4bUWo9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/PaUbWYkJwjQ/s72-c/jologers.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-9142629213544406167</id><published>2009-12-06T19:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T20:27:00.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness!</title><content type='html'>Do you know that radio commercial of Enervon by Gerald Anderson and Kim Chu? Where in Gerald would shout in the later part of the commercial, "HAPPINESS!" I've always hated that part, kasi ang loser ng reason niya for saying it. But But But... I know jologs ako and I wanted to shout that: HAPPINESS! \o/&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Major BV since last night. I was suppose to be in URS, Tanay last night pa, but tito said that it's dangerous to travel at night. Me being naive, thought that the way going to the Metrocon venue was NPA infested. And my brother thought naman that the towns we would be passing through would have tons of drug addicts or crazy drunk people. So we left this morning, and as we were cruising the tricycle dominated streets of Rizal province, my brother realized that the road we were in is the one we pass by going to lola's house. And we usually pass by that area at 10-12mn since dad usually has work, so we go to the province late at night. SO... OK lang pala if we went to the venue nung night time. Sanay na si brother magdrive in that place. BV BV BV&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway... When we arrived at the venue, it was cold!! And we didn't bring any jacket. So okay, tiis kami. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw my YFC friends. Saw an old high school classmate. Saw my former head who was transferred to Bicol last year. Saw my "team mate" from Team Singapore days. Met a student who had the most amazing eyes I've seen (they were gold-ish. Hello Edward Cullen? and they were REAL). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, today is LOVE. The weather in Tanay was awesome, it was like being in Tagaytay. I saw people who I miss, love, and they make me genuinely happy.  OH and also because nilibre ako ng food 2x. I feel the love talaga! :D hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah... today is HAPPINESS day :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3299265073995981313-9142629213544406167?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/9142629213544406167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/12/happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/9142629213544406167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/9142629213544406167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/12/happiness.html' title='Happiness!'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-6019143148613610736</id><published>2009-12-05T19:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T19:40:10.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quits lang tayo, dude. &lt;div&gt;May mali ako, ikaw rin meron. So don't go blaming na I'm forever wrong. Because you have faults too. Masyado mo hina-highlight ung sa akin, but I can list down your lies too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-6019143148613610736?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/6019143148613610736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/12/quits-lang-tayo-dude.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/6019143148613610736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/6019143148613610736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/12/quits-lang-tayo-dude.html' title=''/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-22091114678828877</id><published>2009-12-04T23:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T00:08:11.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This may sound too vain... Okay, natatawa na ako sa sarili ko :))&lt;div&gt;But I feel that I am being watched too closely. Hahaha! Ok, vain na!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello Twitter and Tumblr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want some people to comment or to read about what I had written, but no! Sila pa ung nauuna... Nahiya naman ako... &lt;/div&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/3299265073995981313-22091114678828877?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/22091114678828877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-may-sound-too-vain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/22091114678828877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/22091114678828877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-may-sound-too-vain.html' title=''/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-3742507444011621149</id><published>2009-12-03T07:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T07:48:53.161+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Killers'/><title type='text'>The Killers in Manila</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://super45.net/images/2007/07/killers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I found out (on Tumblr) that the Killers will be having a concert in Manila on January, I just had to mega-buzz (hahaha! me ganun?) my friend about it. It was 12mn and I was suppose to do some readings for EU151 and at the same time, I was chatting. Yes to multi-tasking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Killers in Manila. January 31, 2010. 8pm in MOA concert grounds. You can now reserve tickets in Ticketnet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But my friend and I "have to wait (and see?)" who are the sponsors for the concert. Baka kasi may kakilala and makakuha ng discount. Yey!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Birthday gift, por favor!:D I really want to watch them \o/  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-3742507444011621149?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/3742507444011621149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/12/killers-in-manila.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/3742507444011621149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/3742507444011621149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/12/killers-in-manila.html' title='The Killers in Manila'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-7867974119934709105</id><published>2009-11-30T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T00:58:34.435+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OJT'/><title type='text'>Future Career</title><content type='html'>So I was bored this morning. To kill time and boredom I searched for internship opportunities online and I clicked on internships in CIA. Sounds interesting kasi. I've always fancied/dreamed of working in CIA. hahaha! probably too much movies made the idea too romantic. &lt;div&gt;BUT! Me being naive and too fascinated with the CIA never thought that one requirement for one to be able to work there is a US Citizen. So number one requirement fail ako. hahaha! So I went clicking on links and shizz in the website then I found and later realized what kind of job I "sort of want" :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Political Analyst. Shems! sounds too nerdy or boring noh? But this is what they do. (from &lt;a href="https://www.cia.gov/careers/opportunities/analytical/political-analyst.html"&gt;https://www.cia.gov/careers/opportunities/analytical/political-analyst.html&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(112, 112, 112); line-height: 16px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;They examine: their culture, values, society and ideologies; their resources and capabilities; their political and decision making processes; the strengths and weaknesses of their strategies for achieving their goals...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#707070;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  line-height: 16px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;Of course: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(112, 112, 112); line-height: 16px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;for US interests. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;that's why one must be an American citizen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the salary is pretty good. Well when you convert it to peso, it is really good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sigh* January is near and that means we must pass resumes to different institutions or companies for our required OJT. Where do I want to intern? I don't know. hahaha! I still don't know what I want to do after I graduate. Earn money of course. But how? I bloody still don't know... :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3299265073995981313-7867974119934709105?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/7867974119934709105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-i-was-bored-this-morning.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/7867974119934709105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/7867974119934709105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-i-was-bored-this-morning.html' title='Future Career'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-2001557796109361059</id><published>2009-11-26T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T19:38:50.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you're so immature. grow up, hija!&lt;div&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/3299265073995981313-2001557796109361059?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/2001557796109361059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/11/youre-so-immature.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/2001557796109361059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/2001557796109361059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/11/youre-so-immature.html' title=''/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-8222667217213942392</id><published>2009-11-26T08:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T08:27:12.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like I'm running out of time. &lt;div&gt;I'll be 21 in 2 months. I'll be graduating (hopefully :D) after 3 semesters. And I feel as if my "life" is  boring. I want to do many things, pero no tengo tiempo y no tengo mucho dinero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que mal.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-8222667217213942392?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/8222667217213942392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-feel-like-im-running-out-of-time.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/8222667217213942392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/8222667217213942392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-feel-like-im-running-out-of-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-6779689285052519555</id><published>2009-11-15T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T21:33:16.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>is very tiring... It's only 9pm and I am very sleepy already. And I don't want to go to school tomorrow. I feel like it's a Saturday. hahaha!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Random shizz*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember mom told me, when she was giving her "speech" about getting married... (Mom said that in 7 years, I'll be married. Nooo! When I'm rich and stable, that's when I'll get married. lol! And of course, if Mr. Right is here :D) She said that I should settle for the one who makes me happy. That, at the end of the day, I am happy to be with that one guy and he makes me happy. Aww... Thanks ma!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read my theo prof's email (just now) about a course requirement, which is to interview married couples. Yes, couples... So I remembered this :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3299265073995981313-6779689285052519555?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/6779689285052519555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/11/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/6779689285052519555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/6779689285052519555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/11/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-1711752667046881107</id><published>2009-11-11T22:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T23:07:16.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malabo'/><title type='text'>Rant</title><content type='html'>I swear I was about to go crazy that night. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why are you so... M-A-L-A-B-O? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~sorry na, hindi pa rin ako maka-get over about that dinner. Annoying kasi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If that dinner happened when it was first set, what could have happened then? I know you wouldn't say those funky things, because I know them already. Maybe you would have re-assured me that I can count on you whenever I need help. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should really "let go" of this... thing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Escape. I want to escape :)  so that I will have other things to bother me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-1711752667046881107?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/1711752667046881107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/11/rant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1711752667046881107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1711752667046881107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/11/rant.html' title='Rant'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-478167719288805735</id><published>2009-11-06T21:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T22:10:40.096+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piercing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><title type='text'>Something New</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had a haircut today. Thanks to Mark from the Ricky Reyes Salon in Mega, "ganda na ng lola mo" ang itsura ko. Haha! My hair's shorter and somewhat different. But then again, I have a "Cinderella hair", which means after I shampoo my hair, it's luster and straightness would disappear. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I had my ears pierced. Yes both ears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SvQtGfxHClI/AAAAAAAAAHM/j46QpgA7HjA/s320/06112009091.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400991442754013778" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See. :D yeah, the picture is not clear, thanks to my camera phone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always wanted to do this. And I'm super happy :D On my birthday next year, I might get my third piercing. hahaha :D Maybe on my left ear only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-478167719288805735?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/478167719288805735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/11/something-new.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/478167719288805735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/478167719288805735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/11/something-new.html' title='Something New'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SvQtGfxHClI/AAAAAAAAAHM/j46QpgA7HjA/s72-c/06112009091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-1459277337809526209</id><published>2009-11-06T09:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T10:08:59.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampire'/><title type='text'>Good Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Woke up rather early this morning, and...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SvN-mnPjo1I/AAAAAAAAAHE/1vXqD-2PFyY/s320/interview-vampire.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400799579981718354" /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Interview with the Vampire on HBO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am madly in love with Brad Pitt's hair in the movie. Haha! No rebond or hair treatment to make it that straight and shiny. I want that hair :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brad Pitt and Tom Cruise were beautiful and sexy vampires. Plus Kirsten Dunst make a good bitchy vampire. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3299265073995981313-1459277337809526209?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/1459277337809526209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-stuff.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1459277337809526209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1459277337809526209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-stuff.html' title='Good Stuff'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SvN-mnPjo1I/AAAAAAAAAHE/1vXqD-2PFyY/s72-c/interview-vampire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-1521169872954953222</id><published>2009-11-05T23:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T00:04:32.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny</title><content type='html'>Is it only me? or was he blushing awhile ago? hahaha! &lt;div&gt;Sorry, I've never seen a guy with red cheeks before. Or! Maybe it was just the lights. I think I'll go for the latter. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well. I can't wait for monday. No, i am not a nerd! I can't wait to see my college friends and some HS friends to tell them how boring and weird my sembreak was. Boring because most of the time, I'm at home. Weird because I do have weekly allowance, though I am on a break, but by the end of the week, all the money's gone. Now where did that money go? haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3299265073995981313-1521169872954953222?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/1521169872954953222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/11/funny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1521169872954953222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1521169872954953222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/11/funny.html' title='Funny'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-8110526822256424613</id><published>2009-11-05T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T00:18:59.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escape'/><title type='text'>Escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Throw it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Forget yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We'll make make the great escape..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to runaway and escape from things... just for now :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-8110526822256424613?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/8110526822256424613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/11/escape.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/8110526822256424613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/8110526822256424613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/11/escape.html' title='Escape'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-175345642313194342</id><published>2009-10-26T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T23:22:31.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello</title><content type='html'>well hello blogger! Long time no see :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two weeks to go before another sem starts. For some weird reason, I am excited for Theo131. Maybe it's because of Geoff's "lectures"whenever he's reviewing for his theo class. BUT I do not want to be in Fr. Dacanay's class. Lord, ayokong bumagsak... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do I miss school? un poquito si. I've grown tired of being a bum at home. Haha! But when I go out, I miss the comfort of my bed and the DVDs I haven't watched. But I do enjoy going out with friends. It's way better than just watching TV. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3299265073995981313-175345642313194342?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/175345642313194342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/175345642313194342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/175345642313194342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello.html' title='hello'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-6235173657436843676</id><published>2009-10-11T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T20:27:41.652+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='semester'/><title type='text'>Shitty Sem</title><content type='html'>quiero morir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-6235173657436843676?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/6235173657436843676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/10/shitty-sem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/6235173657436843676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/6235173657436843676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/10/shitty-sem.html' title='Shitty Sem'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-7842751090916119599</id><published>2009-09-30T19:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T19:33:59.099+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sidney sheldon'/><title type='text'>Reunited with My First Love</title><content type='html'>Sidney Sheldon books!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because classes are suspended until saturday&lt;br /&gt;Because we don't have cable TV&lt;br /&gt;Because we can't go out of our house due to the flood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am re-reading Sidney Sheldon's The Other Side of Midnight.  Yey for me! In the novel there are some facts about WW1 and WW2 and I more or less know about them (much thanks to my History 18.2 class)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to go out tomorrow and head to Megatent. Concert plus helping others equals a win-win and cool situation. BUT! the flood hasn't subsided. Uff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-7842751090916119599?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/7842751090916119599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/09/reunited-with-my-first-love.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/7842751090916119599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/7842751090916119599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/09/reunited-with-my-first-love.html' title='Reunited with My First Love'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-3707088235242604863</id><published>2009-09-29T19:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T20:39:19.796+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ondoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='typhoon'/><title type='text'>Ketsana (aka Ondoy)</title><content type='html'>Saturday. 26 September 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated my prof for not giving us a free cut when the rain was hammering the whole of metro manila. And my brother's cello teacher said that he still has a recital practice and class that day. So I went to class, was super annoyed that my prof was late and she said that she's sorry for making us stay and wait, she didn't know that it would be like that hard. We went on with the discussion until 12nn, dad had to walk from Mcdo Katips to Ateneo to fetch me because the flood in some parts of Katipunan was waist deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While walking near Gate 2.5, I just had to stop and take pictures of the road. I never thought Katipunan would be flooded like that. It was scary and amazing at the same time. It dawned onto me like I was seeing a scene from a disaster movie, and the exciting and sad part of it is I am in that movie. Here's the pictures I took using my phone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SsH6t5XwhaI/AAAAAAAAAGM/SxBZeVuZSsU/s1600-h/26092009032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SsH6t5XwhaI/AAAAAAAAAGM/SxBZeVuZSsU/s320/26092009032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386862295713351074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SsH6uGCOyXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/pnXVShNfakc/s1600-h/26092009033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SsH6uGCOyXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/pnXVShNfakc/s320/26092009033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386862299112720754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got to Mcdo, I was super happy that my family stayed and waited for me. And I was super happy that daddy was able to fetch me :) Yey to daddy my hero!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating lunch, we decided to go home. But the cars were parked like crazy in front of Mcdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SsH7vkqg37I/AAAAAAAAAGc/9IsGupmH6ac/s1600-h/26092009036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SsH7vkqg37I/AAAAAAAAAGc/9IsGupmH6ac/s320/26092009036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386863424026238898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy the hero was able to wiggle the van's way out of the messily parked cars. (the picture above was taken when we were out of the parking) The streets were empty. I know this will sound weird but I was really amazed by it. It really felt surreal. I AM IN A DISASTER MOVIE was all I was thinking as we were on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy had to look for roads that are not flooded to get home quickly. We passed by Floodway and the water was high, near the bridge already and the current was very fast. The people were on the streets and bridge looking at the water. I believe they were as bewildered as I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SsH9OajVpyI/AAAAAAAAAGk/7_f7lz5Mvf8/s1600-h/26092009037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SsH9OajVpyI/AAAAAAAAAGk/7_f7lz5Mvf8/s320/26092009037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386865053399361314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SsH9O-182mI/AAAAAAAAAGs/AP32AU7NPa8/s1600-h/26092009039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SsH9O-182mI/AAAAAAAAAGs/AP32AU7NPa8/s320/26092009039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386865063141104226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an hour or so of traversing in the typhoon, we got home safe. Some of my YFC friends had been texting that they were stranded in some parts of Pasig because of the rain, while others were stuck in their homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have any electricity for almost a day. The electricity went out at around 3pm last saturday and was back on last sunday around noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother was in Baguio when all of these happened. He came home last Sunday, 27 September 2009 evening. He said he had to walk from Pasig Rotonda to Mercedes Street, took a truck (the driver told him to get on the truck) until the main gate of our village, and walk for about 15-20 mins to get to our house. He said that the water in main gate was waist deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now, the flood in our village has not subsided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SsH-1xidu_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/bT89o0hgWqg/s1600-h/27092009043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SsH-1xidu_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/bT89o0hgWqg/s320/27092009043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386866829096238066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish the flood would go away so that I can go to any relief center and volunteer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people lost everything because of the typhoon, worse many people died. I have friends who lost everything-clothes, books, appliances, etc. I wish I can be a superhero :) for them, to give them what they need, but all I can do for now are my prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-3707088235242604863?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/3707088235242604863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/09/ketsana-aka-ondoy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/3707088235242604863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/3707088235242604863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/09/ketsana-aka-ondoy.html' title='Ketsana (aka Ondoy)'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SsH6t5XwhaI/AAAAAAAAAGM/SxBZeVuZSsU/s72-c/26092009032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-7692038392663824539</id><published>2009-09-17T09:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T09:31:05.800+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Belgium'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='president'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prime minister'/><title type='text'>News this Morning</title><content type='html'>Was waiting for my mom and dad to bring me to school today. While waiting, I watched the "morning news" and look what I heard.. *nerd mode*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belguim&lt;br /&gt;Farmers dump 3M liters of milk on roads and pastures, as their means of protest to the low dairy products.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Silly thought: what will happen to the grass? or the plants? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; The EU is working on this, according to the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japan&lt;br /&gt;New Prime Minister Yukio Hayotama was elected by their parliament's lower house and took the position yesterday. He is from the opposition, a liberal party. This "event" is the 1st time in 5 decades. The prime ministers of Japan had been all conservatives.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Hello "new" Japan? or maybe "reformed" Japan.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Is quite "excited" how this event will turn out for the Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippines&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, the administration "officially" announced that Gibo Teodoro will be their presidential candidate for the 2010 elections. Bayani Fernando, who was suppose to be part of a "dinner", when said he'll just go to the CR, but didn't return.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;uhm... what what what? why didn't bayani return? i smell something fishy... LOL.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;I don't know if I'll vote for Noynoy or him. o.o He "looks" like an ok man. (i think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for my nerdiness. *Nerd mode: OFF* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-7692038392663824539?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/7692038392663824539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/09/news-this-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/7692038392663824539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/7692038392663824539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/09/news-this-morning.html' title='News this Morning'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-5981432810572289800</id><published>2009-09-14T09:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T10:02:54.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired.</title><content type='html'>Sembreak please come!&lt;br /&gt;I want lazy days when I can just be watching endless DVDs and series, and munching on chips.&lt;br /&gt;I want social life too! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-5981432810572289800?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/5981432810572289800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/09/tired.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/5981432810572289800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/5981432810572289800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/09/tired.html' title='Tired.'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-4425804255522891702</id><published>2009-09-04T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T00:37:57.309+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marcel'/><title type='text'>of Philo and Gummy Bears</title><content type='html'>It's 12:21 am, I'm munching on Mr. Red Gummy Bear's body and I am still not done with Marcel's Incarnate Being. Even if I cannot understand the entirety of his article, I like the "tidbits"/info from the different paragraphs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To encounter someone is not merely to cross his path but to be, for the moment at least, near to or with him.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Romantic pala si Marcel. Haha! May "unrequited love" na dating pa. No, I think maybe this notion of romance is only in my head. He could mean encounter in the sense of partnership or friendship or I-don't-know-what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what struck me in this article is how he gives importance to "encounter".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asks, is encounter:&lt;br /&gt;out of arbitrary chance?&lt;br /&gt;personal destiny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate question: Was I meant to meet you and not somebody else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcel said in the article that that one person you meet, could forever change your life. May he be a man you met in a bookstore and both of you were reading the same book or a kid who kept looking at your colorful bag when you were in line in the groccery to pay for whatever you're buying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But relating it to love is more "kilig" and fun! hahaha!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-4425804255522891702?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/4425804255522891702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/09/of-philo-and-gummy-bears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/4425804255522891702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/4425804255522891702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/09/of-philo-and-gummy-bears.html' title='of Philo and Gummy Bears'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-1095331450166057681</id><published>2009-08-28T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T01:29:52.314+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><title type='text'>Que Leo</title><content type='html'>I swear mas directive siya compared to me. He is super malabo and ung direct effect is not easily seen or felt. Ung transposition/grace period is too long na hindi na ata magiging national law or clear lahat ng ginagawa niya. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a directive too, but I try to not to be too malabo for transposition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sheeezzz... I should move on to subsidiarity or transparency. I need to study hard for EU Law.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is HARD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-1095331450166057681?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/1095331450166057681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/08/que-leo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1095331450166057681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1095331450166057681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/08/que-leo.html' title='Que Leo'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-7254966061930964704</id><published>2009-08-20T08:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T09:13:27.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><title type='text'>Kalurkei</title><content type='html'>Hell weeks, you win! Look at what you've done to me. I now have colds and cough. I eat more, thus my already bazooka thighs are now even bigger plus my "salbabida" is rounder. Garnier eye care is not working, but I still love its coolness on my dark eye bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not living for the weekend. For I would still think about academic stuff, plus other funky (functional) stuff. I have to "take care" of people who don't seem to listen to my instructions, but to their boyfriends' and other people. I need to look at letters and logos and check from time to time a "theoretical 'deadlines' calendar" which doesn't really serve its purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once told a friend that I like doing a lot of things, because I feel important then. Now the cliche "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be careful what you wish for&lt;/span&gt;" is smirking at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sembreak, I long for thee!! Please come soon!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-7254966061930964704?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/7254966061930964704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/08/kalurkei.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/7254966061930964704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/7254966061930964704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/08/kalurkei.html' title='Kalurkei'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-2104017164920383368</id><published>2009-08-18T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T21:59:26.479+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe Union'/><title type='text'>EUphoria</title><content type='html'>Okay... So overkill na ung term. But I am just so happy! Almador was amazed. We got an "A" for a semi-imbento MEU/European Council session. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;End goal was achieved. Muy bien!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought she was going to say that our points do not quite mesh, or that we took the whole session for our simulation. Because I saw her frown and scribbling a lot. But NOOOOO! We were very very good!:D total bliss!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still loving Pablo Neruda's Sonnet XLIV. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Sabras que no te amo y que te amo." -&gt; I believe (and so does mate) that we all have this moment. Teehee!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3299265073995981313-2104017164920383368?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/2104017164920383368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/08/euphoria.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/2104017164920383368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/2104017164920383368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/08/euphoria.html' title='EUphoria'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-9000928328323039913</id><published>2009-08-12T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T00:08:19.679+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><title type='text'>The song</title><content type='html'>I HAD a feeling&lt;br /&gt;That TOMORROW NIGHT was SUPPOSE to be a good night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I was excited and kind of hoping for something good to happen... But no... Resched daw... :|&lt;br /&gt;There was the "please" as pointed out by Krizia... Now I'm curious tuloy... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Lars has the whole regulations-directives going on with her life... I think mine is directives-directives. Both are malabo.  LOLz:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-9000928328323039913?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/9000928328323039913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/08/song.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/9000928328323039913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/9000928328323039913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/08/song.html' title='The song'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-4725335684728693168</id><published>2009-08-09T09:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T09:43:44.351+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><title type='text'>Things to do when stressed</title><content type='html'>&gt; karaoke with friends: all your stress and anger out in a song. (rock song pala)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; eat something sweet: chocolate, cake... yum yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; get a haircut: it's like some (un poco) weight is lifted off your shoulder (it's all in the mind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; chick flick marathon: laughter is good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; shopping: even if it's a simple headband or pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; [my ultimate stress-reliever] &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;POP A BUBBLE SHEET&lt;/span&gt;. You can twist it, try tearing it and you'll hear "popping" sounds. Fun fun!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-4725335684728693168?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/4725335684728693168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/08/things-to-do-when-stressed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/4725335684728693168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/4725335684728693168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/08/things-to-do-when-stressed.html' title='Things to do when stressed'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-8086284813677215125</id><published>2009-08-08T07:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T09:29:46.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So much had happened</title><content type='html'>Hello blog! I haven't seen you for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much had happened the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Coy Aquino's death. It was the only time I saw my dad cry. He used to tell me that he brought my mom to the EDSA1 to join the people who were praying and fighting for our country's democracy. Yellow ribbon on my twitter account and here. (I know it's late to post a yellow ribbon here.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Weird Weather. One minute it would rain, then the sun would come out and burn our skins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Spanish Long Test results. I died. I never got a grade that low in Spanish. I weep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Erika's Birthday Dinner. Bacardi 151 is a killer. I will never drink it again! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Monday Lunch with great friends. It's good to have rich friends (as Krix said) PG-ness is love when you are with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Girlfriend almost stayed overnight in the house. (Bahay mo?) Sorry na... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I must review my notes on the Greeks for my test in EU111.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EU111 is a killer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-8086284813677215125?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/8086284813677215125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-much-had-happened.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/8086284813677215125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/8086284813677215125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-much-had-happened.html' title='So much had happened'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-1450283631668597160</id><published>2009-07-30T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T23:29:16.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shit list'/><title type='text'>Shit List</title><content type='html'>Thank you lars for the "shit list". Now I can write the "names" of people who bug, annoy, and ruin my suppose-to-be happy days.&lt;br /&gt;And the number 1 name in my list: GIRLFRIEND. LOL:))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-1450283631668597160?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/1450283631668597160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/07/shit-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1450283631668597160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1450283631668597160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/07/shit-list.html' title='Shit List'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-8663739719279892632</id><published>2009-07-27T10:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T10:48:33.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress-Reliever</title><content type='html'>Take a Break&lt;br /&gt;Watch this Video!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing dudes! Cool choreography! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hySoCSoH-g8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-8663739719279892632?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/8663739719279892632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/07/stress-reliever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/8663739719279892632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/8663739719279892632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/07/stress-reliever.html' title='Stress-Reliever'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-1954335679897841607</id><published>2009-07-22T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T00:01:13.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I Know Why...</title><content type='html'>Because he is "saying or trying to say goodbye"...&lt;br /&gt;Everything is CLEAR now.&lt;br /&gt;So bye-bye!:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-1954335679897841607?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/1954335679897841607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/07/now-i-know-why.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1954335679897841607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1954335679897841607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/07/now-i-know-why.html' title='Now I Know Why...'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-3613959436940083272</id><published>2009-07-21T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T23:14:22.950+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><title type='text'>Tick tick BOOM! and Boom Boom POW!</title><content type='html'>"Let's do some EU hunting..."&lt;br /&gt;Thanks ha! I really felt the "minority" feeling during class awhile ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; tick tick BOOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;"He knows that a dark-skinned person needs a dark shade of blush on"&lt;br /&gt;Woah! Didn't see this coming.. Haha! Go sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; boom boom POW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-3613959436940083272?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/3613959436940083272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/07/tick-tick-boom-and-boom-boom-pow.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/3613959436940083272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/3613959436940083272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/07/tick-tick-boom-and-boom-boom-pow.html' title='Tick tick BOOM! and Boom Boom POW!'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-946909780234519864</id><published>2009-07-17T00:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T06:00:26.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being assuming</title><content type='html'>can kill.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to assume that "there is something" when there is none really.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I'll have to wait for that "something" so that this "gray area" in my head will be cleared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-946909780234519864?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/946909780234519864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/07/assumptions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/946909780234519864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/946909780234519864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/07/assumptions.html' title='Being assuming'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-6512587988187254925</id><published>2009-07-15T00:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T01:03:54.155+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Magis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YFC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Junior year'/><title type='text'>3 Years Na</title><content type='html'>Every year, when the months of July-September come, it's ARIBA TIME.&lt;br /&gt;ARIBA TIME:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hell Weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    -&gt;papers&lt;br /&gt;    -&gt;reports&lt;br /&gt;    -&gt;readings&lt;br /&gt;    -&gt;recitations&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YFC Sectorcon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     -&gt;planning for a theme (carrier verse and "battle cry" of the sector)&lt;br /&gt;     -&gt;rallying/exciting the people&lt;br /&gt;     -&gt;"taking care" of the people&lt;br /&gt;     -&gt;getting/talking to possible sponsors&lt;br /&gt;     -&gt;basta... preparing an event that the YFCs will enjoy and will let them grow spiritually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every week, there will be meetings for the Sectorcon. Every week, there will be readings.&lt;br /&gt;So kamusta naman ako this year? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Spell MAGIS=JUNIOR YEAR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-6512587988187254925?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/6512587988187254925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/07/3-years-na.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/6512587988187254925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/6512587988187254925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/07/3-years-na.html' title='3 Years Na'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-1255494081560843704</id><published>2009-07-12T00:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:58:10.690+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memorial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Jackson'/><title type='text'>I am Affected</title><content type='html'>I cried for a man I only knew for his great songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Jackson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SljB0objOkI/AAAAAAAAAF8/lM-VKxmxDfQ/s1600-h/michael-jackson_13.Jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SljB0objOkI/AAAAAAAAAF8/lM-VKxmxDfQ/s320/michael-jackson_13.Jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357244866707536450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up listening to his songs from my dad's cassette tapes and my aunt's CDs.&lt;br /&gt;I used to watch "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Free Willy&lt;/span&gt;" over and over again because I loved the song "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Will You be There&lt;/span&gt;" and the movie too.&lt;br /&gt;I got super excited when he released the "Invincible" album. Can't imagine a man who had undergone so much operations and old can still dance like that. He was amazing in "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You Rock My World&lt;/span&gt;". I used to listen to it over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;My brother usually gets pissed of with me because I would play "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They Don't Care About Us&lt;/span&gt;" every time I use the family PC. He would call me "adik".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson truly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROCKED my world&lt;/span&gt; as well as almost every person around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a small tribute to a great man, I changed my playlist to some of my favorite Michael Jackson songs.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rock With You&lt;/span&gt;" is my all time favorite Michael Jackson song. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-1255494081560843704?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/1255494081560843704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-affected.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1255494081560843704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1255494081560843704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-affected.html' title='I am Affected'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SljB0objOkI/AAAAAAAAAF8/lM-VKxmxDfQ/s72-c/michael-jackson_13.Jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-2532598563582456011</id><published>2009-07-10T09:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T00:18:38.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TNT Magic</title><content type='html'>Last July 3-4, we had our OrSem: Est. 1859 and I was a TNT (Talks and Tours Facilitator).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SldpRpbpC0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/l0Pz9Bj5LJY/s1600-h/LL+in+Irwin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SldpRpbpC0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/l0Pz9Bj5LJY/s320/LL+in+Irwin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356866033680976706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My freshies, the LL block (Life Science) were really awesome. When we were on tours, they answered almost all of the questions by the tours committee correctly, except for two questions: 1. Why is Swine Flu called AH1N1? 2. What was the former name of the triangular plot near the faculty parking between Sec A and Gonzaga? The thing is, if the freshies were able to answer correctly, they get to draw on the faces of the tours committee person, but if they get the wrong answer, they have to draw on their TNT's faces. The freshies didn't want to draw on my face. Haha! But I told them I wanted to have the drawing too. :D Also, when they saw some of the actors in the O-Film, the girls were in their fangirling mode. Cute nila! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SldpRTgw3iI/AAAAAAAAAFs/nAiFHcIloU4/s1600-h/Dodo+team.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SldpRTgw3iI/AAAAAAAAAFs/nAiFHcIloU4/s320/Dodo+team.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356866027796880930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of Day 1, the girls were running way faster than me, and all of them (todos) were on their chairs dancing Chuga and Banana! I wanted to cry then, my hormones were on a high that day because my freshies were all active and game! Estaba emocionada entonces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SldpRfIbAxI/AAAAAAAAAFk/VEM_-9U6AL4/s1600-h/BlockLL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SldpRfIbAxI/AAAAAAAAAFk/VEM_-9U6AL4/s320/BlockLL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356866030916010770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 of OrSem (the last day) my freshies finally mobed. After the last stop of the tours, when I told them to mobe for the last time, most of them ran like crazy people. Only 4 people were left behind, because they were super tired. So I told them that we will just do a "slow jog" so that we can get to the Cov Courts faster. And they slow jogged. Yey!&lt;br /&gt;Before my partner and I left them for their O-Night, we gave them letters and candies. And they were telling us "Ate, don't leave us!" or "Stay!" I really did not want to leave them, but our TNT head was calling us for the Comm Dept. speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SldpQ0PxEzI/AAAAAAAAAFc/C78iqaF6N-c/s1600-h/LL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SldpQ0PxEzI/AAAAAAAAAFc/C78iqaF6N-c/s320/LL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356866019404092210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"TNT Magic"&lt;/span&gt;? It is when your freshies tell you or make you feel that you are the best TNT to them. It is when your freshies tell you, "Thank you" for everything you did for their OrSem. It is when you are horribly tired, but your co-TNTs would encourage you to do more and dance more. It is when you learned to love your freshies and co-TNTs even for a short span of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year, I want to be a TNT again.^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-2532598563582456011?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/2532598563582456011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/07/tnt-magic.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/2532598563582456011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/2532598563582456011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/07/tnt-magic.html' title='TNT Magic'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SldpRpbpC0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/l0Pz9Bj5LJY/s72-c/LL+in+Irwin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-9198991296826507863</id><published>2009-07-01T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:15:32.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuga on!</title><content type='html'>Kahit pagod ka na at masakit na katawan mo, go lang ng go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kapag tinanog sa'yo, "kaya pa?" Sisigaw ka dapat ng "woooh!!! kaya pa!!" kahit hindi na talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;The past weekends (last weekend and last last weekend) had been tiring. AS IN! Our trainings were ala "military" style. Commando crawl? Push-ups na naka-circle ung group. Tours (mobing around the campus). The World War (ultimate game) But despite the "harshness" of our training, it was absolutely fun! The people were crazy. Spell crazy-&gt;TNT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orsem na this Friday and Saturday, and I'm a bit scared. Hahaha! Baka maarte mga freshies ko.. :| Oh well. Chuga on pa rin!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video by Gelo J. Naubos daw ung memory ng cam niya kaya fail...&lt;br /&gt;One of the fun and crazy things we do in our trainings.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EWy0Yui-QmI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EWy0Yui-QmI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-9198991296826507863?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/9198991296826507863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/07/chuga-on.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/9198991296826507863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/9198991296826507863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/07/chuga-on.html' title='Chuga on!'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-7697360531571480759</id><published>2009-06-20T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T23:50:35.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Week and Ramblings</title><content type='html'>Tiring and stressful.&lt;br /&gt;I was not comforted by my Philo prof when he said that he will do his best to help us understand those dead philosophers and eventually enjoy them. Because at the back of my mind, I know (or should I say read somewhere) that he is not like that. Doubts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Spanish prof is muy muy bien in speaking the language. When I was still processing her first sentence, she was already 2 sentences ahead. Poor me. But I believe (more like want to) that I will be able to speak in Spanish by the end of the semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some unbelievably weird reason, I am excited for my EU Law class. The prof has a soft voice and pauses for a long time and his details can be such a drag to listen to, but I still want to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recweek. I went from blah-&gt;chill lang-&gt;pressured-&gt;frustrated-&gt;stressed-&gt;annoyed. But all is well now. (I want to believe it is.) And I'm really excited for my shift. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;From philo class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Admiting of one's ignorance is true knowledge"&lt;/span&gt;. From a greek philosopher whose name I wasn't able to write on my notebook...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knows me. Well by my face pa lang. Happiness!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will do my best to be friendlier and less snobbish to guys.:P Magpapaka-demure and girl na ako. And I will accept their "gifts", kahit melted chocolate pa yun :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-7697360531571480759?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/7697360531571480759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-week-and-ramblings.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/7697360531571480759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/7697360531571480759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-week-and-ramblings.html' title='First Week and Ramblings'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-5518291515347568819</id><published>2009-06-14T19:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T19:49:40.385+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Irap Eyes</title><content type='html'>Strikes again! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;It's not me. It's the eyes. It has it's own life.&lt;br /&gt;One guy told me, "Eh umirap ka kasi, natakot tuloy ako." LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Bad eyes! Bad eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______&lt;br /&gt;School starts tomorrow. I'm both "excited" and too lazy to go. Boo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-5518291515347568819?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/5518291515347568819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/06/irap-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/5518291515347568819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/5518291515347568819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/06/irap-eyes.html' title='Irap Eyes'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-1475603427999283865</id><published>2009-06-08T23:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T23:44:29.014+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ecstatic'/><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>New laptop!&lt;br /&gt;Yippee!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-1475603427999283865?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/1475603427999283865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1475603427999283865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1475603427999283865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-820339864531576735</id><published>2009-06-08T13:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T13:50:36.201+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shot'/><title type='text'>Last Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday Morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad accompanied me to Health First Clinic where I was to get my Cervical Cancer shot. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Prevention is better than cure!"&lt;/span&gt; As people say. So thank you mom for paying a great deal of money for such shot.&lt;br /&gt;Before we entered the clinic, 2 male nurses had to check our temperature and ask questions about our condition for the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;"Do you have cough or colds?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;"Did you went out of the country the past weeks?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;"Did you visit the province the past weeks?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;"Did you go to La Salle?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Ah. My daughter goes to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Ateneo&lt;/span&gt;. (My dad said with a big smirk on his face. Thank you, dad.)&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Saturday Early Evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The emcee, who had a horrible time pronouncing some of the names and words during the reception of my tita's wedding, announced that it was time for the bride to "toss" her bouquet. But since the bouquet weighed about 2 lbs (ok, I'm exaggerating, but it was quite heavy), my tita said she'll just pick a name from her box of names of single ladies. And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; (yes, unfortunately) my name was called. Thank you tita and tito! Loved the bouquet.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, the bridal garter/cord part, where a guy was called (his name was picked out from a box too). Another unfortunate event. The guy was not good looking. (sorry pare) And I could see from my family's table that my dad was not excited about what was happening and my mom was all smiles.&lt;br /&gt;So I sat on a chair, while the dude put the garter on my leg. I tapped his hand when he reached just a little above my knee.&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to our table. Mom was laughing when I was yanking the garter off my leg. She said that both her and dad were betting on how long that part of putting the garter would last. Dad said I wouldn't let the guy put it on me. Mom said that I would be mataray to the dude that he would be too intimidated to go further as to putting the garter. Thanks ma and dad!&lt;br /&gt;The next time I am part of the bridal toss, I'll make sure that there are cute guys there. ahahahaha!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-820339864531576735?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/820339864531576735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/820339864531576735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/820339864531576735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-weekend.html' title='Last Weekend'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-8129184253118406208</id><published>2009-06-03T12:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T12:57:54.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoy-ing.</title><content type='html'>A girl said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I can't imagine my life being single."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how old is that girl? Around 17-18.&lt;br /&gt;So what do you call yourself before you met your boyfriend? "A girl?" "Non-existent?" "Blah?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-8129184253118406208?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/8129184253118406208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/06/annoy-ing.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/8129184253118406208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/8129184253118406208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/06/annoy-ing.html' title='Annoy-ing.'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-4445012756481232474</id><published>2009-05-27T19:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:32:10.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 2 weeks of Summer</title><content type='html'>Finally! I will have my "taste of summer vacation" for the next two weeks. No school. Bum time in the house and hopefully lakads with friends though most of them have classes by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some weird unknown reasons, I am excited for the next two weeks. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;When I "start" my summer vacation, brother will be attending school. Good luck to you! I know it annoys him when I sing, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Viva La Vida&lt;/span&gt; by Coldplay, but I really love the song. It's my current LSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I used to rule the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seas would rise when I gave the word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now in the morning I sleep alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sweep the streets I used to own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I used to roll the dice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feel the fear in my enemies' eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Listen as the crowd would sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Now the old king is dead! Long live the King!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One minute I held the key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Next the walls were closed on me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I discovered that my castle stands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Upon the pillars of salt and sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For some reason I can not explain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once you know there was never, never an honest word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That was when I ruled the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-4445012756481232474?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/4445012756481232474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-2-weeks-of-summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/4445012756481232474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/4445012756481232474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-2-weeks-of-summer.html' title='My 2 weeks of Summer'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-5034217078016519010</id><published>2009-05-19T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:04:18.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't wait for FREEDOM</title><content type='html'>Summer classes are almost over! yey!&lt;br /&gt;And it's sad that my SA teacher seems to be a fun person pala. My classmates and I see his "funny" side just these past few days. And it was only last week when I realized that my Fil teacher makes her lessons/PPTs easy for her students. Easy enough for high school students to understand the lessons.&lt;br /&gt;After Monday next week, I won't have summaries to read and long kabanatas to highlight. I won't have to go to the lib every morning to do my reading assignments or kill time in RSF. I will be free to wake up at any time I want to. Eat when I want to. And do things that I want.&lt;br /&gt;That is FREEDOM for me.^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-5034217078016519010?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/5034217078016519010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/05/cant-wait-for-freedom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/5034217078016519010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/5034217078016519010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/05/cant-wait-for-freedom.html' title='Can&apos;t wait for FREEDOM'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-9188182971576315761</id><published>2009-05-11T18:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T20:03:37.217+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vigan'/><title type='text'>Vigan Weekend</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bus-lag&lt;/span&gt;": I'm still sleepy and tired from the almost whole-day bus ride from Vigan to Manila yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SggLbfunIvI/AAAAAAAAAEU/TCwBRGVpFoY/s1600-h/DSC01645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SggLbfunIvI/AAAAAAAAAEU/TCwBRGVpFoY/s320/DSC01645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334526325621727986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SggLbqFE3zI/AAAAAAAAAEc/8A5KicdKmJI/s1600-h/DSC01639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SggLbqFE3zI/AAAAAAAAAEc/8A5KicdKmJI/s320/DSC01639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334526328400305970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was a fun yet tiring weekend. We visited museums and museums and churches. Technically, it's a field trip, hence it was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bit&lt;/span&gt; (emphasis on the bit) boring. Estelle, Kim and I would usually tour the museums on our own, away from the class. And we ate local dishes: Bagnet, Longganisa Vigan, Vigan Torta, "Tinubo" or something like that. I love Longganisa Lucban more than the one in Vigan; it tastes better.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SggSLpJTgWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3BMU2C7uL44/s1600-h/DSC01583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SggSLpJTgWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3BMU2C7uL44/s320/DSC01583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334533749853094242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SggS8CX-KcI/AAAAAAAAAFM/o5RsO3bhqSE/s1600-h/DSC01579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SggS8CX-KcI/AAAAAAAAAFM/o5RsO3bhqSE/s320/DSC01579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334534581259217346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vigan is small. Haha! I thought that the whole city would look more colonial, but there are business establishments and malls. We went to Chavit Singson's Baluarte, where we watched an animal show and had our picture taken with an orangutan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SggSLG9i9tI/AAAAAAAAAE0/USGJ1i2moQY/s1600-h/DSC01626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SggSLG9i9tI/AAAAAAAAAE0/USGJ1i2moQY/s320/DSC01626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334533740676970194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SggT5pgsblI/AAAAAAAAAFU/MdiZTxkZE2Y/s1600-h/DSC01656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SggT5pgsblI/AAAAAAAAAFU/MdiZTxkZE2Y/s320/DSC01656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334535639736806994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Night Life" in Vigan is from 6-9pm. When we went out for dinner, there are only a handful of people on the street and some stores are already closed. As we were walking back to our hotel, we were the only people on the street, and it was only 8:40-is pm.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SggLcJJVyhI/AAAAAAAAAEs/0m-pB3FABMw/s1600-h/DSC01693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SggLcJJVyhI/AAAAAAAAAEs/0m-pB3FABMw/s320/DSC01693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334526336739691026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SggLb5GvXNI/AAAAAAAAAEk/kwfHeWf3bjo/s1600-h/DSC01692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SggLb5GvXNI/AAAAAAAAAEk/kwfHeWf3bjo/s320/DSC01692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334526332433816786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There'll always be Vigan... for Estelle! haha! Found no good-looking guys in Vigan. So we had to "make-do" with the people we were with: Sir Migs and friends. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-9188182971576315761?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/9188182971576315761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/05/vigan-weekend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/9188182971576315761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/9188182971576315761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/05/vigan-weekend.html' title='Vigan Weekend'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SggLbfunIvI/AAAAAAAAAEU/TCwBRGVpFoY/s72-c/DSC01645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-6424899455008611568</id><published>2009-05-08T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T20:14:37.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo much? take 2</title><content type='html'>Talked to my brother awhile ago, and I think I didn't made any sense when I was trying to explain/relate the typhoon and personal problems/challenges. And I realized, more like feel actually, that it's hard to be strong for someone when you are hurting too. That it's hard to smile when you feel like crying too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah! I hate going all senti and emo. That's why Vigan will be (or I hope to be) my happy place! Will be with friends (Kim and Estelle). Mag-fifeeling turista ako! yey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-6424899455008611568?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/6424899455008611568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/05/emo-much-take-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/6424899455008611568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/6424899455008611568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/05/emo-much-take-2.html' title='Emo much? take 2'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-133583223767263324</id><published>2009-05-06T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:45:13.288+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><title type='text'>This morning..</title><content type='html'>I was driving in school, and my brother was on the passenger seat. He said, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kapag nagdidrive ka lang, tsaka ko lang nafifeel na babae ka&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a girl!!! GIRL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-133583223767263324?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/133583223767263324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-morning.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/133583223767263324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/133583223767263324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-morning.html' title='This morning..'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-1608598973301905787</id><published>2009-05-03T18:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T18:35:57.047+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manny Pacquiao'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boxing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ricky Hatton'/><title type='text'>Two freaking rounds!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ahahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to all the those people I saw in Ateneo this morning, who paid 600php to watch the Hatton-Pacquiao fight. 600php for aircon, not so comfy seats and 2 rounds of boxing. Wow. Kayo na lang ang mayaman! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;I heard an old man say when my I was walking near Irwin theater, "Oh Hatton? He's nothing!"&lt;br /&gt;OK na lang ako.. Maybe it was a mismatch? I don't know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mabuhay Pacman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! You made many Filipinos proud today!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-1608598973301905787?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/1608598973301905787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/05/two-freaking-rounds.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1608598973301905787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1608598973301905787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/05/two-freaking-rounds.html' title='Two freaking rounds!'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-3706079234157285126</id><published>2009-05-01T18:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T08:58:46.893+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hugh Jackman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='X-men orgins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daniel Henney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Hugh Jackman and Daniel Henney</title><content type='html'>Watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X-men Origins&lt;/span&gt; last night with my mom and brothers. I wasn't in awe of the special effects nor did the fighting scenes excite me. The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Princ&lt;/span&gt;e trailer showed more great special effects than the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wolverine&lt;/span&gt; movie. (can't wait for the HP6 movie!="&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw Daniel Henney's name in the opening credits, I was like "No way! Daniel Henney in X-men?" After seeing his name, I got kilig. Haha! I love him in "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seducing Mr. Perfect&lt;/span&gt;". He was so manly there, so handsome.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nakakalaglag panty!&lt;/span&gt; :)) But in the movie, he looked older, still handsome, but older. Then he did those tumbling in the air stunts, which looked cool. In the middle of the movie, his character Agent Zero gets killed when Wolverine (Hugh Jackman) "blew up" the helicopter. So the end na ang fangirl mode ko for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if Hugh Jackman is old, he is still DAMN HOT!!! ="&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was too lazy to do my homework today, I went to youtube and look at I found.&lt;br /&gt;A funny interview of Daniel Henney and Hugh Jackman with 3 Korean ladies. Those ladies were really funny. Hugh Jackman was a good sport. Nakikiride siya sa mga funny ladies. But Daniel Henney looked like he was embarrassed. Too bad there aren't subtitles. But these videos had me laughing like crazy in front of the laptop.I love the Single Ladies dancing lady! She's super funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-L3bMAq8evU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-L3bMAq8evU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="250" width="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/is3lCu5JG78&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/is3lCu5JG78&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="250" width="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WnrYx9BQqsQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WnrYx9BQqsQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="250" width="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AuuojvaRzA4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AuuojvaRzA4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="250" width="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-3706079234157285126?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/3706079234157285126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/05/hugh-jackman-and-daniel-henney.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/3706079234157285126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/3706079234157285126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/05/hugh-jackman-and-daniel-henney.html' title='Hugh Jackman and Daniel Henney'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-9219384206120345251</id><published>2009-04-30T13:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T13:42:51.672+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Goodbye Summer</title><content type='html'>Mother Nature is angry. She didn't let me and everyone else spend summer to the max! Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer 2009 officially ends today. The low pressure area in Mindoro is now typhoon "Crising". And I believe there's another low pressure area near the Panay Islands. Nakoo! It's suppose to hot these days. I "invested" on shorts for this season because I believed it will be hot and the classrooms in Bel don't have aircon. Now I have to buy pants (yippie!) and/or leggings for the "rainy season".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only been to the beach once this summer. Bad trip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-9219384206120345251?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/9219384206120345251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/04/goodbye-summer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/9219384206120345251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/9219384206120345251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/04/goodbye-summer.html' title='Goodbye Summer'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-7846791893238013250</id><published>2009-04-29T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:47:41.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naked and Confused</title><content type='html'>Went to school this morning and I forgot to wear my earrings. I felt naked. :(&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am horribly confused right now. Discerning is hard. It takes weeks to really know and understand which is the better good between A and B.&lt;br /&gt;Bad trip kasi... Gusto kong magpapigil, hindi naman gingawa. :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-7846791893238013250?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/7846791893238013250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/04/naked-and-confused.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/7846791893238013250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/7846791893238013250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/04/naked-and-confused.html' title='Naked and Confused'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-4256268070988652331</id><published>2009-04-27T21:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T22:23:03.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fangirl Mode</title><content type='html'>Since last week, I've been watching "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boys Before Flowers&lt;/span&gt;". It is the Korean version of Boys Over Flowers/Hana Yori Dango. And this is my first time to watch a Koreanovela for the longest time. The last time I watched a series was "Witch Yoo-hee" when I was in first year college. And I didn't even finish that series because my brother already told me how it ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I've been watching, I can't help but have a crush on the lead guy in that series. teehee^_^&lt;br /&gt;Goo Joon Pyo played by&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Lee Min Ho&lt;/span&gt; is HOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SfW6fmqkDJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/OjbXFIOZUUQ/s1600-h/joon+pyo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SfW6fmqkDJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/OjbXFIOZUUQ/s320/joon+pyo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329370786180631698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;From http://www.flickr.com/photos/27445238@N08/3201844307/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;At first glance, you would think it's Jerry Yan from Meteor Garden (Taiwanese version of Boys Over Flowers). But Lee Min Ho looks more handsome that him.^_^ Though the curled hair is not working for me. I believe he is in his early 20s. Yey!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SfW8De_3X3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/2Us9w3CYjjY/s1600-h/lee+min+ho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SfW8De_3X3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/2Us9w3CYjjY/s320/lee+min+ho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329372502109413234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;From http://www.flickr.com/photos/11632742@N05/3313404938/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He reminds me of  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Green Ranger"&lt;/span&gt;, my classmate in my aikido class way back in high school, whom I had a huge crush on.^_^ Just make his hair straight and his skin tanner, then he would look like Green Ranger.&lt;br /&gt;If there's really a guy like Goo Joon Pyo... hmm... Would I throw myself unto him? Maybe not. I don't want to get hurt (physically). LOL But grand gifts wouldn't hurt. They would never hurt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Koreanovelas makes me happy and giddy.^_^ This is second to my ultimate relaxation activity. Because nothing beats a day in the spa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-4256268070988652331?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/4256268070988652331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/04/fangirl-mode.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/4256268070988652331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/4256268070988652331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/04/fangirl-mode.html' title='Fangirl Mode'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SfW6fmqkDJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/OjbXFIOZUUQ/s72-c/joon+pyo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-5714244146634375450</id><published>2009-04-26T22:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T23:21:11.745+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love Talks over Coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"If you still feel and care for someone for almost 5 years now after you broke-up, is that still love?"&lt;/span&gt; -Joe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I am in love when I am contented and happy today, and can't wait for tomorrow to see her again."&lt;/span&gt; -Nelman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"When people are against a relationship, the couple gets the feeling of 'you and i against the world', which adds romance and color to their relationship. And usually, they become more attached to each other."&lt;/span&gt; -Caps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I don't want him to tell me he is courting me or asks for my permission if he wants to court me. I want to feel that he likes me more."&lt;/span&gt; -Riza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"When a guy texts you often, it doesn't mean he's into you, right? We are friends, so he can do that."&lt;/span&gt; -Carla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I want someone who looks clean and respectable."&lt;/span&gt; -Kat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"It's hard when the family doesn't like the guy. I mean, I know what that's like, but on a different case (girl). I don't know if I can fight for him(the guy) when/if that happens to me.."&lt;/span&gt; -Karly&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;My friends and I were in Seattle's Best in Greenbelt from 1 till the sky was turning blue(again). Talked about love, and I didn't notice that time was ticking so fast. The area management was slowly turning off the lights and we were the last customers to leave the place. Had to walk barefooted because beautiful shoes kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that morning did not come. We could have talked for a longer time then. I hope that this won't be the last time we could do that, since I won't be seeing them for a long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-5714244146634375450?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/5714244146634375450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-talks-over-coffee.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/5714244146634375450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/5714244146634375450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-talks-over-coffee.html' title='Love Talks over Coffee'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-5143971327826872532</id><published>2009-04-23T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T20:49:47.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kapalmuks Day</title><content type='html'>I mark this day as the day I lost all of my dignity and shame. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I was dressed to look like the epic hero we were discussing in my Fil14 class. My groupmates and I filmed our scenes in the Gesu Church with the rain and wind effect. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ang taray ng shooting namin!&lt;/span&gt; But it would have been better if it were sunny the whole time. I had to sing songs that I am not very familiar with like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Mang Jose"&lt;/span&gt; and a song with the lines, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hinahanap-hanap kita"&lt;/span&gt; or maybe that's really the title. And the fight scenes were funny because our characters were suppose to be macho and manly, but what we did were slapping and cat-fighting. It was funny and crazy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in the afternoon, I had an interview for TNT. Before the interview, we were tasked to make a TNT monster, that would show what a TNT should not be. So it must look sloppy, dirty, not prepapred and shy. So I made &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KaTie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kutong Lupa TNT monster&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SfBjseuGz1I/AAAAAAAAADs/ftvsTPA6w9s/s1600-h/Image128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SfBjseuGz1I/AAAAAAAAADs/ftvsTPA6w9s/s320/Image128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327867974991138642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So during the interview, the interviewer asked me a question, "What did Janno Gibbs?" And I gave the wrong answer. I was talking about Ogie Alcasid when I was suppose to talk/answer something about Janno Gibbs. I was super confident with my answer, and my interviewer was laughing. Then she pointed out that I was talking about Ogie Alcasid.&lt;br /&gt;And then, she told me to pretend to have magic powers and use black magic to talk to the parrot who is suppose to have my "ex-boyfriend's" soul. I had to make bird sounds in the room, and talk like a witch.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the fun part: She told me to dance "Poker Face" for the parrot because the parrot wants me to dance. So I danced and sang for the parrot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll have to wait for the results of the interview. And I dread the day when our Fil14 project will be shown to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wala na akong hiya...&lt;/span&gt; :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-5143971327826872532?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/5143971327826872532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/04/kapalmuks-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/5143971327826872532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/5143971327826872532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/04/kapalmuks-day.html' title='Kapalmuks Day'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SfBjseuGz1I/AAAAAAAAADs/ftvsTPA6w9s/s72-c/Image128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-2182014420390764444</id><published>2009-04-22T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T16:46:18.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ire a Vigan!</title><content type='html'>I'm really excited for my SA21 field trip! &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIGAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/Se7WbzacLoI/AAAAAAAAADk/qMSzwYgRzDA/s1600-h/vigan02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/Se7WbzacLoI/AAAAAAAAADk/qMSzwYgRzDA/s320/vigan02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327431182371794562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;taken from: http://www.visit-ilocos.com/images/vigan02.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Vigan is about 8 hours away from Manila. My prof said that it is the only colonial city in Southeast Asia (that's maintained, I think..) He also said that shops, restaurants and museums close at around 9pm. And we were told that the hotel we will be staying in is strict about the 9pm "curfew". So... Hello Vigan night life at 6-9pm! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks to go and it will be "&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOLA VIGAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-2182014420390764444?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/2182014420390764444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/04/ire-vigan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/2182014420390764444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/2182014420390764444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/04/ire-vigan.html' title='Ire a Vigan!'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/Se7WbzacLoI/AAAAAAAAADk/qMSzwYgRzDA/s72-c/vigan02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-7159460584475487865</id><published>2009-04-20T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:25:24.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From my SA21 class</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Organic Solidarity&lt;/span&gt; - social bonds based on specialization and interdependence that are strong among members of industrial societies. (Emile Durkheim)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Sa mundong ito, naggagamitan lang tayo!&lt;/span&gt; :-P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-7159460584475487865?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/7159460584475487865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/04/from-my-sa21-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/7159460584475487865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/7159460584475487865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/04/from-my-sa21-class.html' title='From my SA21 class'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-6789167104424579904</id><published>2009-04-16T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T20:54:53.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Goodbyes</title><content type='html'>Goodbye SEVENTEEN PHILIPPINES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SeckjWFgfWI/AAAAAAAAADQ/K_gPPlgg5b0/s1600-h/Apr09_magcover_Seventeen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SeckjWFgfWI/AAAAAAAAADQ/K_gPPlgg5b0/s320/Apr09_magcover_Seventeen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325265274031603042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For months, even years I have been buying and reading  the magazine for the basic reason that it's a fashion magazine. I love looking at the clothes, accessories and especially the beauty products. And my favourite section is TRAUMARAMA! The snippets of embarrassing stories never fails to make me laugh. Though there are some stories that are corny, most are utterly mortifying. I read the horoscopes, but they never happen to me. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for the past months, their articles seem to be directed more to high school students than to college students. Clothes and accessories were stylish and chic and hip, but the articles were too high school-ish for me. Or maybe it's just because I can't relate to those articles (Love, How to deal: College, etc). I liked the articles wherein they tackled what to expect when one is going to work or applying for a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to look for a new magazine every month. But what would that be? Newsweek is an exception since it's a weekly magazine that tackles current events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT a new magazine. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye ___.&lt;br /&gt;Or so I want to say to ___.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just not happy in ___ anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-6789167104424579904?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/6789167104424579904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/04/on-goodbyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/6789167104424579904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/6789167104424579904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/04/on-goodbyes.html' title='On Goodbyes'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/SeckjWFgfWI/AAAAAAAAADQ/K_gPPlgg5b0/s72-c/Apr09_magcover_Seventeen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3299265073995981313.post-1832212885632562301</id><published>2009-04-15T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T20:17:09.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Believe In Love - Dido</title><content type='html'>Was paying for a shirt in Penshoppe awhile ago and I saw this video playing on the TV behind the cashier. Since the video the store used was from MYX, the video had lyrics (ala karaoke type). While I was waiting for the new cashier lady to hand me may card, I watched the video and the lines:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"If I don't believe in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing will last for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I don't believe in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing is safe for me..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;struck me. Those lines made me think about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W8Lfu51jDJ8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W8Lfu51jDJ8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3299265073995981313-1832212885632562301?l=karlylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/feeds/1832212885632562301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/04/dont-believe-in-love-dido.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1832212885632562301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3299265073995981313/posts/default/1832212885632562301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlylove.blogspot.com/2009/04/dont-believe-in-love-dido.html' title='Don&apos;t Believe In Love - Dido'/><author><name>Karly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010095641316336167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bi9N_CCv688/TPC3t1lR8gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UmxDIDhTQDs/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
