<?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-4318798585283450661</id><updated>2011-09-02T04:38:24.863-07:00</updated><category term='Kung Tayo&apos;y Magkakalayo'/><category term='sleeping'/><category term='daddy'/><category term='Social Climbing'/><category term='Pregnancy'/><category term='personal'/><category term='graduation'/><category term='politics'/><category term='Gordon'/><category term='shoutout'/><category term='internet'/><category term='nocturnal'/><category term='Exercise'/><category term='Villar'/><category term='love'/><category term='Bayani'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>THE SECOND BLOG!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dear Help</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15211990992337216562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318798585283450661.post-7304091883935956389</id><published>2010-12-05T05:00:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T05:00:53.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musta? :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Thinking of many things. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/BreathingBarbie?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318798585283450661-7304091883935956389?l=dearhelp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/feeds/7304091883935956389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/12/musta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/7304091883935956389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/7304091883935956389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/12/musta.html' title='Musta? :)'/><author><name>Dear Help</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15211990992337216562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318798585283450661.post-3354983551013509522</id><published>2010-12-05T05:00:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T05:00:37.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treat? :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;TRICKKKK!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/BreathingBarbie?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318798585283450661-3354983551013509522?l=dearhelp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/feeds/3354983551013509522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/12/trick-or-treat-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/3354983551013509522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/3354983551013509522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/12/trick-or-treat-d.html' title='Trick or Treat? :D'/><author><name>Dear Help</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15211990992337216562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318798585283450661.post-1544880607199785614</id><published>2010-12-05T05:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T05:00:14.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is the most daring that you do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Oooh. My Mom is on Twitter. I shouldn't cross-post this one! Hahaha! But really, I'm an adventurous person, I'd do anything, wag lang yung sobrang nakakalula.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/BreathingBarbie?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318798585283450661-1544880607199785614?l=dearhelp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/feeds/1544880607199785614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-is-most-daring-that-you-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/1544880607199785614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/1544880607199785614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-is-most-daring-that-you-do.html' title='What is the most daring that you do?'/><author><name>Dear Help</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15211990992337216562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318798585283450661.post-6398791903965898672</id><published>2010-12-05T04:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T04:57:02.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's up? :&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I'm quite okay. Just extracting some creative juices from my mind. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/BreathingBarbie?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318798585283450661-6398791903965898672?l=dearhelp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/feeds/6398791903965898672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/6398791903965898672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/6398791903965898672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-up.html' title='What&amp;#39;s up? :&amp;gt;'/><author><name>Dear Help</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15211990992337216562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318798585283450661.post-3676723119883130480</id><published>2010-02-06T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T07:38:27.083-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>NO one knows</title><content type='html'>No one knows how frustrated I become when I can't think of any brilliant idea.&lt;br /&gt;No one knows how stupid I see myself when I can't write.&lt;br /&gt;No one knows how I wish I can put all my ideas to words, sentences, and paragraphs - coherently.&lt;br /&gt;No one knows how I hate the f*cking blinking cursor that's making me feel the stupid-est person on God's green earth because I can't write!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows this blog either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318798585283450661-3676723119883130480?l=dearhelp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/feeds/3676723119883130480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-one-knows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/3676723119883130480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/3676723119883130480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-one-knows.html' title='NO one knows'/><author><name>Dear Help</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15211990992337216562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318798585283450661.post-8241728521025766558</id><published>2010-02-02T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T06:36:04.453-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoutout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>SHOUT OUT o1</title><content type='html'>What can you expect from whirlwind romances? One moment you're kissing, the other you're saying goodbye. No rules. No expectations. No commitment. Just a game of mixed emotions. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318798585283450661-8241728521025766558?l=dearhelp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/feeds/8241728521025766558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/02/shout-out-o1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/8241728521025766558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/8241728521025766558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/02/shout-out-o1.html' title='SHOUT OUT o1'/><author><name>Dear Help</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15211990992337216562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318798585283450661.post-1639100945901835302</id><published>2010-02-01T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T10:44:10.701-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Villar'/><title type='text'>MANNy and the MONEY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_34Tst3xiTfs/S2cgsHSE1PI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UbcWVGR5fh4/s1600-h/manny-villar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_34Tst3xiTfs/S2cgsHSE1PI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UbcWVGR5fh4/s320/manny-villar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433347417686988018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He once said that a person will need to have at least P1 billion on his campaign chest in order to keep himself adrift in the tight 2010 presidential race and he is none other than &lt;i&gt;Nacionalista&lt;/i&gt; Party standard bearer, Manny Villar. He seems true to his belief as we see his abundant advertisements on TV, Radio, Print and so much as online. His TV ads even took over fast-food chain ads last year. He gave away the headline-creating six house and lots on a noontime show and now sponsoring an orange-filled game show on the rival program giving away P25,000 almost everyday. The Senator all the more surprised everyone as he got the support from the Three Kings:&lt;i&gt; Dolphy, Efren "Bata" Reyes and Willie Revillame&lt;/i&gt;, making him a king himself -- &lt;i&gt;The King of Self Promotions&lt;/i&gt;. Seeing how &lt;i&gt;Manny&lt;/i&gt; spends his &lt;i&gt;money&lt;/i&gt; he then claimed to be the fruit of his &lt;i&gt;Sipag at Tiyaga&lt;/i&gt; or is it C-5 &lt;i&gt;at Taga&lt;/i&gt;, how can he ever get it back? Will he ever get it back? Where? Well, does a presidential seat really takes a billion out a candidate's pocket? Does one even really need to be a spendthrift billionaire to rule this country?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a thought. Is Manny Villar really imitating Erap's &lt;i&gt;Para sa Mahirap&lt;/i&gt; strategy or is he the fulfillment of Eddie Gil's promise? Some are wondering, is he just a &lt;i&gt;Pilantropo&lt;/i&gt; or a new breed of &lt;i&gt;Pilantrapo&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318798585283450661-1639100945901835302?l=dearhelp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/feeds/1639100945901835302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/02/manny-and-money.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/1639100945901835302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/1639100945901835302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/02/manny-and-money.html' title='MANNy and the MONEY'/><author><name>Dear Help</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15211990992337216562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_34Tst3xiTfs/S2cgsHSE1PI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UbcWVGR5fh4/s72-c/manny-villar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318798585283450661.post-6972505913140868998</id><published>2010-01-31T10:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T10:25:17.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;What was the worst concert you went to?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Hm. I don&amp;#039;t know. Maybe the Itchyworms concert at school. Not that I hate Itchyworms. I actually like them. It&amp;#039;s just that I don&amp;#039;t feel like going to a concert that day. I just laid on the grass carpeted field the whole night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/BreathingBarbie"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318798585283450661-6972505913140868998?l=dearhelp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/feeds/6972505913140868998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/01/formspringme.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/6972505913140868998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/6972505913140868998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/01/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Dear Help</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15211990992337216562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318798585283450661.post-798481517084050983</id><published>2010-01-31T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T09:33:29.835-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><title type='text'>plurk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.plurk.com/3260228_5f2c894ae228d71bc26b6d2c276b344d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 420px; height: 316px;" src="http://images.plurk.com/3260228_5f2c894ae228d71bc26b6d2c276b344d.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know right, it takes an ADDICT to be featured on a site. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't opened my Plurk account for ages and I was flabbergasted to see that I already have:&lt;br /&gt;21 alerts&lt;br /&gt;320 friends (I know I have more back then)&lt;br /&gt;141 fans (I really have more back then! Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;and 0.00 karma ( I was even over Nirvana back then.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaah, but that was BACK then.&lt;br /&gt;Back when I was still addicted to Plurk-ing. Haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;Back when I feel so bad whenever my karma went down.&lt;br /&gt;Back when I'm literally in Nirvana as it goes up.&lt;br /&gt;Back when I don't get enough sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Back when I needed ATTENTION.&lt;br /&gt;Back when I wanted everyone to know everything I do.&lt;br /&gt;Back when I feel I need to do it.&lt;br /&gt;Back when my life is the Internet.&lt;br /&gt;Back when my best friends are my online buddies.&lt;br /&gt;Back when all I care about is my Yay/Boos in Candy Mag's Teentalk.&lt;br /&gt;Back when I felt I don't belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just glad I got it over with now or I'll be the shallow girl still living in the cyber space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, here are my BEST Plurks. Haha. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;NOV 14, 08: my 5 year old brother announces na wala siyang pasok. HAHAHA! Tamad&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;NOV 22, 08: My brother: Ano ba yan? Ako: Wala. My brother: (scrolls the page down) Ang taas ng karma mo, walang hiya ka kasi.  LOL!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;NOV 23, 08: hates it when he doesn't even send a single message. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(talking about Russel here. :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPLIES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/dadz20"&gt;veronika ♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;yeah &lt;img src="http://static.plurk.com/static/emoticons/basic/sad.gif" class="emoticon" alt=":-(" height="18" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70043765" class="plurk highlight_owner"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70043765" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/bienamichelle"&gt;Supergirl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="qualifier q_says"&gt;says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;nakakaparanoid no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70044595" class="plurk"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70044595" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/dadz20"&gt;veronika ♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;yeah bt gnun?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70044835" class="plurk"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70044835" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/jessecenina"&gt;Jeshiiko&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;prang kulang ang buhay noh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70045627" class="plurk"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70045627" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/makuu"&gt;makuu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="qualifier q_says"&gt;says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;oo nkkparanoid yan aw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70045937" class="plurk"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70045937" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/dadz20"&gt;veronika ♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;yeah..ang pangit pa nun..yung pakiramdam pag tinikis mo xa tas maparanoid k no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70047317" class="plurk highlight_owner"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70047317" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/bienamichelle"&gt;Supergirl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="qualifier q_says"&gt;says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;he even said to me last night na di niya maexplain sarili niya pag di niya ako kausap then what..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70047480" class="plurk highlight_owner"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70047480" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/bienamichelle"&gt;Supergirl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="qualifier q_says"&gt;says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.plurk.com/jessecenina" class="ex_link"&gt;Jeshiiko&lt;/a&gt;: sobra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70047926" class="plurk"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70047926" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/dadz20"&gt;veronika ♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;then di mg text?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70048020" class="plurk"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70048020" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/dadz20"&gt;veronika ♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;a &lt;img src="http://static.plurk.com/static/emoticons/basic/sad.gif" class="emoticon" alt=":-(" height="18" /&gt;bnoy sila&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70050710" class="plurk highlight_owner"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70050710" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/bienamichelle"&gt;Supergirl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="qualifier q_says"&gt;says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.plurk.com/dadaz20" class="ex_link"&gt;dadaz20&lt;/a&gt;: busy siguro. I couldn't demand. We aren't an item.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70050741" class="plurk"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70050741" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/jessecenina"&gt;Jeshiiko&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;prang gs2 mo nlng m2log forever at magising pag magttxt n sya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70052716" class="plurk highlight_owner"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70052716" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/bienamichelle"&gt;Supergirl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="qualifier q_says"&gt;says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.plurk.com/jessecenina" class="ex_link"&gt;Jeshiiko&lt;/a&gt;: Actually, natulog na nga ako, hoping for his text when I wake up pero wala pa din.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70052982" class="plurk"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70052982" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/dadz20"&gt;veronika ♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;ahwehhe pwede but life has to go on &lt;img src="http://static.plurk.com/static/emoticons/basic/smile.gif" class="emoticon" alt=":-)" height="18" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70053203" class="plurk"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70053203" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/dadz20"&gt;veronika ♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;ok mich &lt;img src="http://static.plurk.com/static/emoticons/basic/smile.gif" class="emoticon" alt=":-)" height="18" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70054595" class="plurk highlight_owner"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70054595" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/bienamichelle"&gt;Supergirl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="qualifier q_says"&gt;says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;magtetext din naman yun. siguroooo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70056456" class="plurk"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70056456" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/dadz20"&gt;veronika ♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;tama think positive :0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70057605" class="plurk highlight_owner"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70057605" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/bienamichelle"&gt;Supergirl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="qualifier q_says"&gt;says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;busy nga lang siguro. HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70058882" class="plurk"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70058882" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/dadz20"&gt;veronika ♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;ahehe pero he will find time ,..pag ganun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70059776" class="plurk highlight_owner"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70059776" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/bienamichelle"&gt;Supergirl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="qualifier q_says"&gt;says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;yun na nga eh. First time kasi tong hindi talaga siya nagparamdam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70061823" class="plurk"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70061823" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/dadz20"&gt;veronika ♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;awwww..may something..maybe he found out about the other guy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70063710" class="plurk highlight_owner"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70063710" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/bienamichelle"&gt;Supergirl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="qualifier q_says"&gt;says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;hindi naman. kasi wala naman talagang 'other' guy. gumugulo lang yun sa utak ko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70063968" class="plurk highlight_owner"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70063968" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/bienamichelle"&gt;Supergirl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="qualifier q_says"&gt;says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;ang gulo ng sitch ko no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70064945" class="plurk"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70064945" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/dadz20"&gt;veronika ♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;ahhh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70065158" class="plurk"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70065158" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/dadz20"&gt;veronika ♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;gets..magulo pag di malinaw.. &lt;img src="http://static.plurk.com/static/emoticons/basic/smile.gif" class="emoticon" alt=":-)" height="18" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70066602" class="plurk highlight_owner"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70066602" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/bienamichelle"&gt;Supergirl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="qualifier q_says"&gt;says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;Haha. Oo nga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70067312" class="plurk"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70067312" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/dadz20"&gt;veronika ♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;kasi dapat pinag uusapan. &lt;img src="http://static.plurk.com/static/emoticons/basic/smile.gif" class="emoticon" alt=":-)" height="18" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70067479" class="plurk"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70067479" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/dadz20"&gt;veronika ♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;it's all in your mind ehh &lt;img src="http://static.plurk.com/static/emoticons/basic/smile.gif" class="emoticon" alt=":-)" height="18" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70069829" class="plurk highlight_owner"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70069829" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/bienamichelle"&gt;Supergirl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="qualifier q_says"&gt;says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;I'll just go wit the flow. Ayoko na lang mag-isip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70073129" class="plurk"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70073129" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/dadz20"&gt;veronika ♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.plurk.com/static/emoticons/basic/sad.gif" class="emoticon" alt=":-(" height="18" /&gt; tama ka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70073295" class="plurk"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70073295" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/dadz20"&gt;veronika ♥&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;di ba pag network busy?patay yung phone or ginagamit?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="m70073508" class="plurk highlight_owner"&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="plurk_cnt_70073508" class="plurk_cnt"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/bienamichelle"&gt;Supergirl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="qualifier q_says"&gt;says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;Yup. Bakit?&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="td_qual"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="name" href="http://www.plurk.com/bienamichelle"&gt;Supergirl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="qualifier q_says"&gt;says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="td_cnt"&gt;&lt;div class="text_holder"&gt;Ay, mali pag the subscriber cannot be reached yun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Oh. Tsaka na yung iba. Ang dami palaaa. Hahaha! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318798585283450661-798481517084050983?l=dearhelp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/feeds/798481517084050983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/01/plurk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/798481517084050983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/798481517084050983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/01/plurk.html' title='plurk!'/><author><name>Dear Help</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15211990992337216562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318798585283450661.post-6865738492781850594</id><published>2010-01-31T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T05:25:38.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FISH BOWL QUOTE by Pandayan Bookstore. Haha :)</title><content type='html'>TODAY: I'll work for something I believe in. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318798585283450661-6865738492781850594?l=dearhelp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/feeds/6865738492781850594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/01/fish-bowl-quote-by-pandayan-bookstore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/6865738492781850594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/6865738492781850594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/01/fish-bowl-quote-by-pandayan-bookstore.html' title='FISH BOWL QUOTE by Pandayan Bookstore. Haha :)'/><author><name>Dear Help</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15211990992337216562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318798585283450661.post-4885806943903506531</id><published>2010-01-30T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T11:37:47.605-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daddy'/><title type='text'>17 years.</title><content type='html'>I was asked to fill up a blue form for my application for graduation. So, I traveled back to Nueva Ecija last Friday to be able to pass it before the deadline on Monday. :)&lt;br /&gt;An item on the form really made me smile. It was asking how many years have I been studying in CIC. It has been 17 years. Seventeen long years and by April 8, 2010, my relationship with CIC will change from a student to an alumni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought at first that it would be hard, as in breaking-up-with-your-first-boyfriend hard to say goodbye to the life I had in CIC and here in Nueva Ecija but I never thought it would be harder. My upcoming graduation is pressuring me -- I need to find a job soon. My dreams are right beside me but it is out of reach because I can't compose a single article when I use to write plenty. My team and the school paper still don't have a new EIC to replace me. These things are frustrating me at the moment. I'm just thankful that because despite of everything else, I know Daddy is here, helping and guiding me. I can feel him. He's always around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just share with you my final Editor's Note. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hard to Say Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Few months ago, I just turned 20 and I hated it. I felt so old because I wanted to be a teen forever. In the fantasy world, it would be very possible, I can live with Peter Pan in Neverland, take a sip from the fountain of youth, or like every girl wants nowadays -- ask Edward Cullens to bite me. Unfortunately, I don't live in books, films and myths, I live somewhere else and no one, I mean, no one in my world can escape ageing even if we use tons of beauty creams. We will definitely wither and pass away. Perhaps, that's why we, human beings must all live our lives to the fullest ecause there are no sequels, no rewinds and forver young is a lie.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    Twenty Years. Two decades. Two and zero. After some realizations, I can now truly accept the reality that I'm not a teen anymore, that I will have a bigger and better life ahead of me and that in months, I'll be leaving my second home for 17 years, CIC.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    Graduating is one of the reasons why I wouldn't want to be 20. Not that I want to flunk and repeat all my subjects, I'm just anxious how life would be after CIC. I lived almost all my life in my comfort zone. Just imagine how will a person who never did experience anything but one can manage to go to a different place. Just imagine a person who grew up and come of age in one home leaving for another.Just imagine. Just imagine how hard would it be.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    They say, you shouldn't let go of the things you can never live without but what if you have no choice? What if letting go would mean your dream? Would you rather stay to live or leave for your dream?&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    This is yet that one article I did the hardest, with teary-eyed and heavy breathing. It is because I hate goodbyes, I fear goodbyes, I never want to say goodbye but I'm about to and it's very very hard.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    So, before the part should I bid farewell, let me apologize to everyone I offended and express my gratitude to all the people who showed me love and support. I won't name names for I'll have to use the whole paper just to enumerate.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    My dear schoolmates, no one knows how much of a sacrifice I did for this job as your Editor-in-Chief for three years, even if a job means getting paid in return for a service rendered, and I received not even a cent. I couldn't care less. This job rewarded me something much more than money, things you can never buy -- happiness and contentment. I enjoyed every minute of serving everyone of you and I hope that even a single article from any of the issues under my watch has touched your lives.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    In life, we can only move forward but we can always look back and reminisce. After all, we are all created by our past. I may age unlike Peter Pan but I can think of happy thoughts like him, I won't be able to fly but I know I'll definitely feel the bliss enough for me to wander across the sky, even in my dreams. So, maybe, tomorrow, the day after even the months and years to come, I'll always look back to all the memories I have of CIC and The Immaculate.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    Let me leave you with these lines from a song, "In this journey made with you, hand-in-hand, we face a bright new day, to bring faith and hope and love to everyone. Let the Spirit Live! We are CICians, a gift to humanity."&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    EIC no more,&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    Biena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318798585283450661-4885806943903506531?l=dearhelp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/feeds/4885806943903506531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/01/17-years.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/4885806943903506531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/4885806943903506531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/01/17-years.html' title='17 years.'/><author><name>Dear Help</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15211990992337216562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318798585283450661.post-1382912770275475361</id><published>2010-01-30T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T11:07:39.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You'll always be missed, DADDY. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/v22939/148/84/n1476840420_3148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 266px;" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/v22939/148/84/n1476840420_3148.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to scribble a lot of things about Daddy, I started three articles, actually. But I haven't ended any. Perhaps, because in the middle of every piece, I'm starting to lose my heart as the writer inside me sets in. I'm more of a human being than a writer. I know, my heart is far more bigger than my brain that's why in everything I do, I give not just my best efforts, but all my heart because I believe that in order to have a job well done, you must not just satisfy others but satisfy yourself, as well. I'll never be satisfied with something I didn't put my heart into. My words will remain as words, my sentences may be complete but it will surely not convey a message. My composition will be meaningless. Perhaps, that's why I became an Editor-in-Chief, albeit I don't consider myself the best writer, even a good one, to that extent, I have the heart for writing what I know and giving my best without asking for any compensation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never complete an article for Daddy, that, I'm very sure of just now. Not because I can never give my heart to any write up I do for him, it's just that... it isn't enough. Even words aren't enough to explain the pain. Even our eyes can't hide it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amidst everything, speaking to him in my mind is better than writing things about him. I know he's just here. I can feel him. Maybe in time, I'll be able to write something for him, after the pain has gone astray should my heart and skills alone will suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be missing you, Daddy more than I miss you now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318798585283450661-1382912770275475361?l=dearhelp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/feeds/1382912770275475361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/01/youll-always-be-missed-daddy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/1382912770275475361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/1382912770275475361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/01/youll-always-be-missed-daddy.html' title='You&apos;ll always be missed, DADDY. :)'/><author><name>Dear Help</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15211990992337216562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318798585283450661.post-193156493467601930</id><published>2010-01-29T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T12:03:43.113-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bayani'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gordon'/><title type='text'>more than meets the eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_34Tst3xiTfs/S2Mfjn9H2PI/AAAAAAAAAAk/iAaR1ZkMazE/s1600-h/picture2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_34Tst3xiTfs/S2Mfjn9H2PI/AAAAAAAAAAk/iAaR1ZkMazE/s320/picture2+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432220272420182258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(images are from Google and I used Adobe Photoshop to put them together.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a chance to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meet&lt;/span&gt; Gordon and Bayani &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eye-to-eye&lt;/span&gt; when they guested in Mo Twister's show, IMO. I even asked someone to take a photo of me with the both of them. It was once in a lifetime, Ate Aiza said, and I agreed. I never thought I'll meet them again and even talk to them personally. I honestly consider these two tough guys as my 2010 bets. They can probably be our country's Transformers. But I don't know, I still am not sure. Can they really transform our nation for the better? I really am not sure. Perhaps, the campaign period isn't enough for us to know who the candidates really are. Even long term friends still don't know each other perfectly. Somehow, there'll still be something &lt;span&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; more than meets the eye&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318798585283450661-193156493467601930?l=dearhelp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/feeds/193156493467601930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-than-meets-eye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/193156493467601930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/193156493467601930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-than-meets-eye.html' title='more than meets the eye'/><author><name>Dear Help</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15211990992337216562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_34Tst3xiTfs/S2Mfjn9H2PI/AAAAAAAAAAk/iAaR1ZkMazE/s72-c/picture2+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318798585283450661.post-1247187463408334216</id><published>2010-01-29T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T11:11:35.120-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Villar'/><title type='text'>lss!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_34Tst3xiTfs/S2MVMBR-rzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/S4vyWe7a4XQ/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 188px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_34Tst3xiTfs/S2MVMBR-rzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/S4vyWe7a4XQ/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432208871785410354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was currently enrolled on a Marketing Communications Class when Manny Villar's "PETIKS" ad rolled on almost every show there is on Philippine TV. It was undoubtedly a HIT. I honestly downloaded the full version of the song, registered on the Akala Mo website and even included the idea of having LSS with the jingle on my last Editor's note. Haha. Villar definitely had my vote just because of one song. Not just mine. But even other youth who suddenly have been hypnotized by a melody which original version didn't even reach the top of the hit charts.I was enthralled by the very idea. "So this is effective marketing communication,", I said to myself and it somehow helped me in acing the subject. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After long months, eto na naman ang bagong nakaka-LSS na kanta ni Manny Villar, with the line.. "Nakaligo ka na ba sa dagat ng basura?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay nako. If not for the aftermath of Cory's death that Noynoy decided to ran as our nation's President, Villar's jingle will pave his way to the position he desires.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318798585283450661-1247187463408334216?l=dearhelp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/feeds/1247187463408334216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/01/lss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/1247187463408334216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/1247187463408334216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/01/lss.html' title='lss!'/><author><name>Dear Help</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15211990992337216562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_34Tst3xiTfs/S2MVMBR-rzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/S4vyWe7a4XQ/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318798585283450661.post-2879643449629069026</id><published>2010-01-29T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T11:28:47.949-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>sino ang bestfriend mo doon?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_34Tst3xiTfs/S2MTcHDt1LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/l7RTK-m1oiU/s1600-h/bestfriend_300+copy+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 292px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_34Tst3xiTfs/S2MTcHDt1LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/l7RTK-m1oiU/s320/bestfriend_300+copy+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432206949190849714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(images are from Google and I used Adobe Photoshop to put them together)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagtataka lang ako. Tunay pa kayang magkaibigan si Sen. Jinggoy Estrada at Sen. Bong Revilla? O sadyang magaling lang sila este si Sen. Bong na artista?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay nako. Talagang talagang there are no permanent friends in politics but only permanent personal interest. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318798585283450661-2879643449629069026?l=dearhelp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/feeds/2879643449629069026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/01/sino-ang-bestfriend-mo-doon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/2879643449629069026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/2879643449629069026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/01/sino-ang-bestfriend-mo-doon.html' title='sino ang bestfriend mo doon?'/><author><name>Dear Help</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15211990992337216562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_34Tst3xiTfs/S2MTcHDt1LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/l7RTK-m1oiU/s72-c/bestfriend_300+copy+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318798585283450661.post-425114819146729402</id><published>2010-01-29T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T08:42:01.073-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>WALA! wala! wala!</title><content type='html'>Pinipilit kong isipin kung marunong nga ba talaga akong magmahal?&lt;br /&gt;Tapos bigla kong naisip... Alam ko ba kung ano ba talaga ang definition ng pagmamahal?&lt;br /&gt;Tapos napaisip na naman ako. Tapos, tapos na ang entry na'to. Hehehehe. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOKE! Eh kasi naman walang pumapasok sa utak ko. Haha. Hanggang sa naisip ko na... WALA! Wala! Wala talaga akong lovelife. Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318798585283450661-425114819146729402?l=dearhelp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/feeds/425114819146729402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/01/wala-wala-wala.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/425114819146729402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/425114819146729402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/01/wala-wala-wala.html' title='WALA! wala! wala!'/><author><name>Dear Help</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15211990992337216562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318798585283450661.post-8299638349850864264</id><published>2010-01-28T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T13:54:51.056-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleeping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nocturnal'/><title type='text'>nocturnal</title><content type='html'>I have this habit of posting an entry on how much of a nocturnal creature I am as I literally am a being of the night. I'm a sleep whenever the sun rises and wide awake when the moon's smiling at everyone. I know, I know I have to break this routine but.. let me just TRY it for the last time. :) It's 5:54 AM and I'm about to sleep. HAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318798585283450661-8299638349850864264?l=dearhelp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/feeds/8299638349850864264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/01/nocturnal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/8299638349850864264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/8299638349850864264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/01/nocturnal.html' title='nocturnal'/><author><name>Dear Help</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15211990992337216562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318798585283450661.post-9064414232341017841</id><published>2010-01-28T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T13:50:20.271-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Social Climbing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exercise'/><title type='text'>Brand New EXERCISE. :)</title><content type='html'>In case you don't know. There's a new craze in the world of fitness today, a brand new exercise fit for everyone who wants abrupt results. It is simple and very timely. No sweat. No pain. Even doctors are quite amazed that they haven't discovered it as soon as now. It's even better than jogging in a thread mill or weight lifting. It will definitely give you better and more satisfying outcomes. Wanna know what is it? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SOCIAL CLIMBING!&lt;/span&gt; And it seems that everbody's squeezing it in their daily routines. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318798585283450661-9064414232341017841?l=dearhelp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/feeds/9064414232341017841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/01/brand-new-exercise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/9064414232341017841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/9064414232341017841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/01/brand-new-exercise.html' title='Brand New EXERCISE. :)'/><author><name>Dear Help</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15211990992337216562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318798585283450661.post-92312651969969733</id><published>2010-01-28T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T12:49:46.072-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kung Tayo&apos;y Magkakalayo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><title type='text'>GANUN NGA KASI YUN.</title><content type='html'>I'm currently twenty years of age and I can honestly say that I'm not someone who is so knowledgeable of the "S" word. Yeaa. I know, let's say it.. sex. So, while watching the first week of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kung Tayo'y Magkakalayo&lt;/span&gt;, although awkward I've been asking everyone how Kris learned that Kim Chiu isn't William's daughter but Gabby's? None answered me. They just laughed and said.. "Ganun talaga yun."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;GANUN TALAGA YUN?&lt;br /&gt;   * Kasi ganun yun?&lt;br /&gt;   * Kasi ganun nga?&lt;br /&gt;   * O Kasi yun ang gusto ng script writer?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bewildered up to now but this news just confused me more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Polish Woman Sues Egyptian Hotel Claiming 13-Year-Old Daughter Got Pregnant From Swimming Pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; A woman is suing an Egyptian hotel claiming her daughter got pregnant — from using the swimming pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magdalena Kwiatkowska's 13-year-old returned to Poland from their holiday expecting a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magdalena believes the teenager conceived from stray sperm after taking a dip in the hotel's mixed pool. She is now seeking compensation from the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A travel industry source said: "The mother is adamant that her daughter didn't meet any boys while she was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She is determined to go ahead with the case."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd. Now I know why I shouldn't have studied in a Catholic School all my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318798585283450661-92312651969969733?l=dearhelp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/feeds/92312651969969733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/01/ganun-nga-kasi-yun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/92312651969969733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/92312651969969733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/01/ganun-nga-kasi-yun.html' title='GANUN NGA KASI YUN.'/><author><name>Dear Help</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15211990992337216562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4318798585283450661.post-374951316019384112</id><published>2010-01-28T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T11:56:15.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IF YOU WANT IT SO MUCH, YOU HAVE TO DO THIS MUCH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4318798585283450661-374951316019384112?l=dearhelp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/feeds/374951316019384112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-you-want-it-so-much-you-have-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/374951316019384112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4318798585283450661/posts/default/374951316019384112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearhelp.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-you-want-it-so-much-you-have-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Dear Help</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15211990992337216562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
