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Scissors.'/><category term='Portable DVD player. Junk Diet.'/><category term='Slex.'/><category term='goals'/><category term='Marketing Strategies'/><category term='Euro&apos;s'/><category term='Svetlana'/><category term='Thermal Wear'/><category term='Boxing Gloves'/><category term='L.A.X Superclub'/><category term='Speedo. Goggles. Swim Cap.'/><category term='Blood'/><category term='Men'/><category term='Investments'/><category term='Moot Court'/><category term='Passport'/><category term='Tequila'/><category term='Efren Penaflorida'/><category term='Blood. Ink. Paper. Media.'/><category term='Manny Pacquiao'/><category term='OATH.'/><category term='Mushy Love Songs'/><category term='Parenting. Kids. Time.'/><title type='text'>I CaN WrItE SoMeThInG.</title><subtitle type='html'>3 Tell-tales about Love. Life. Law.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>217</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-4744228559419825584</id><published>2011-11-30T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T21:14:11.305-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e-Fashion Show and Mobile Bar Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventertainment'/><title type='text'>This has kept me preoccupied for the Christmas Season.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Luzz6_V3yJs/TtcM3RVrl1I/AAAAAAAABNg/pNAdQhKUBLg/s1600/e-fashion+fb+version.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="117" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Luzz6_V3yJs/TtcM3RVrl1I/AAAAAAAABNg/pNAdQhKUBLg/s320/e-fashion+fb+version.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankful to be back in Albay! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-4744228559419825584?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/4744228559419825584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=4744228559419825584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/4744228559419825584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/4744228559419825584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-has-kept-me-preoccupied-for.html' title='This has kept me preoccupied for the Christmas Season.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Luzz6_V3yJs/TtcM3RVrl1I/AAAAAAAABNg/pNAdQhKUBLg/s72-c/e-fashion+fb+version.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-8215410471063541029</id><published>2011-02-12T01:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T01:01:19.304-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Purse. Coats.'/><title type='text'>OF PROMS &amp; PROMISES.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love and relationship to be more than just words needs maturity. It needs to start in an avenue where boy meets girl- the JS Prom.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Apart from Valentines, i remember February to be the most-awaited. Talk about the Junior-Senior prom. Where the ladies and gentlemen would be seen with their dates, sporting fashionable finds and couture. Where the school administrators would be roaming around "seemingly unnoticed" to ensure that nobody brings prohibited labels etc etc. Where there is an implied competition to be the best-dressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 5px; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 15px; padding-right: 15px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;My prom, as i vividly recall was confined within the school's gymnasium. Brought to school just in time for dinner, headed home like a Cinderella. For the generation now, this simple party has evolved into more than fashion, dresses, awards or what-have-you's. It's a festivity for all to see. For the social networking class. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Growing up in a provincial setting proved to be easier than in Metro Manila. No doubt that the conservative feel of the province will always be embedded on a certain "homegrown" individual. Some may say that one who has lived comfortably in a small town, city (rural or urban) would always go back to where they truly belong. Today the concept of simplicity and contentment has changed.It is a revolution actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;But what does a Junior-Senior prom promises for the student? I doubt if the picture or idea of a knight-in-shining-armor could still be applicable nowadays. That red soles could really define ones taste for shoes or the sash vouching for being picked as the star of the night can land one a promising career or a long-term relationship someday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Hence, my question now, how is the event relevant to the changing fortunes of times other than dress, coats and make-up? Aside from it teaches you to dress up neatly, what is its impact on the consciousness of the growing teens? As society becomes more and more upbeat, the&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;need to re-enforce the concept of a prom should be done taking into consideration responsible adulthood.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;The culture now has become more sophisticated. The need for society's approval is a quest seen even in student's respective J-S proms.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-8215410471063541029?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/8215410471063541029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=8215410471063541029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/8215410471063541029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/8215410471063541029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2011/02/of-proms-promises.html' title='OF PROMS &amp; PROMISES.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-215369951171559548</id><published>2010-12-13T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T08:51:23.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coldplay - Clocks ( With Lyrics )</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pmej-clcqA4?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-215369951171559548?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/215369951171559548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=215369951171559548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/215369951171559548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/215369951171559548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2010/12/coldplay-clocks-with-lyrics.html' title='Coldplay - Clocks ( With Lyrics )'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/pmej-clcqA4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-9186059266807775987</id><published>2010-12-04T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T09:44:12.874-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Santa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tree.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carols'/><title type='text'>A GROWN UP CHRISTMAS WISH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;It is pretty interesting to note that while adults with capacity to earn would want something brand new this season, say the newest IPAD, an IPHONE 4g, an LCD PLASMA TV, a WII, a trip abroad or anything fascinating in this generation, mine is slightly different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;A wide array of choices has left me in the most crucial decision so far, and i must stay calm. Thoughts about 2011 come rushing in like light travelling faster than sound.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;While there is not a single reason to be afraid of in the coming year, there has to be changes, and those should definitely be for the better. I have come to see better opportunities as the days pass by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 5px; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 15px; padding-right: 15px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But as always, dreams and goals should guide ourselves and focus should never be set aside in answering the question "what do you really want?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;As for Christmas frankly speaking, i want peace of mind as top in my list. A secured future and a tightly knit family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kind of abstract but the mechanics is mine to keep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Wanting to have an IPAD could be an icing on the cake or a dive watch perhaps should do the trick though.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Funny that my wish list has not been overhauled in the past 4 years, still those essentials that money cannot buy are written using an embedded ink by a grown and matured woman. The usual goals like to tutor Svetlana, write more, maintain blog, travel, swim, dive, surf, cook, read novels, etc. are still to be done.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I am excited for this season. And i would like to believe that we better watch out because it is still better, way better to be nice!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-9186059266807775987?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/9186059266807775987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=9186059266807775987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/9186059266807775987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/9186059266807775987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2010/12/grown-up-christmas-wish.html' title='A GROWN UP CHRISTMAS WISH'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-7577972085270218292</id><published>2010-11-16T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T05:11:49.714-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roads. cars.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EDSA'/><title type='text'>A BETTER EDSA?</title><content type='html'>If bus drivers were paid standardized salaries instead of commission of fares, they would not speed drive or stall for passengers at stops. Much, to be so eager to get passengers at unwarranted pick up points.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In any other case, one stress contributor to a day in the life of an ordinary man is Manila's poor traffic condition and at Edsa, buses are the kings of the road. A huge amount or volume of productivity has been slashed because of a bumper to bumper traffic and it is getting worse by the day. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The debatable reimplementation of the Unified Vehicular Volume Reduction Program better known as the number coding scheme among public utility buses and its operators is aimed at decongesting Epifanio delos Santos Avenue (EDSA) and other streets of Metro Manila.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If that could be Metro Manila Development Authority's (MMDA) new scheme to actually curb the unexplainable situation of vehicle congestion along the streets of Edsa, then as a person who frequents major thorough fares of Manila, I support it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This support to MMDA's devise goes with the idea of revising a new wage scheme for bus drivers. Number coding or not they will earn reputable sums of money to tide them over the next day.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thank God I have not yet developed any road rage so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-7577972085270218292?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/7577972085270218292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=7577972085270218292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/7577972085270218292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/7577972085270218292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2010/11/better-edsa.html' title='A BETTER EDSA?'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-8282658394580648428</id><published>2010-11-13T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T09:51:12.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Filipinos Victory on a Sunday!</title><content type='html'>A Pacquiao win tomorrow (as per my fervent prayer) would be a tremendous feat for the country. After which, he must RETIRE GRACEFULLY to fully serve his stint as the honorable congressman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ill be watching the replay. One two punch!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-8282658394580648428?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/8282658394580648428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=8282658394580648428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/8282658394580648428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/8282658394580648428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2010/11/filipinos-victory-on-sunday.html' title='Filipinos Victory on a Sunday!'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-8830444268919938626</id><published>2010-10-14T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T08:25:06.764-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='October. Tenth. Ten. X. 2010.'/><title type='text'>MUCH ADO ABOUT 10.10.10.</title><content type='html'>Numerous events are lined up today, Sunday,10/10/10. There's a Run For Pasig River, An Adam Lambert Concert at the Mall of Asia, A No Plastic Day Scheme in the markets of Caloocan, Sale in select malls, Feng Shui best practices, Party Pilipinas "Sigaw" theme and many others. To be more specific about it, part of the marketing aspect of "profiteering" companies and establishments is to give consumers a different feel of the same triple digit we all superstitiously believe to be the luckiest of all . They ride on the novelty of the date today with less effort and more gains. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After cooking the usual sweet blend spaghetti recipe i am all proud of, i got a message from my phone which read "Hello Birthday Girl, Its a 10-10-10!!! Aren't you the luckiest? Happy Birthday!" It was from that moment i felt, why not? I must carve this day in some historical artifact. Suddenly, talks about how people should celebrate a once in a lifetime birthday-date with history, more importantly, a question of what will a birthday girl do started pouring in. All because of that message.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I STOPPED ANTICIPATING, foreseeing what a special day would be like for me. After all, i am 4 or 5 digits away from the 30th or 31st in a calendar and a learning mother to a growing four year old toddler. All these "party-like-its-the-end-of-the-world" statements are put to a halt.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Why i chose to stop? Because i felt like i needed "sustenance." I need to stop and re-think. Like we all must do. Changes in the old habits must be identified with eyes still very much focused on the prize. God knows my most fervent wish that is why, i have to sustain.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Like i said in previous blogs pertaining to a "me, myself and i" theme that i was not born with a silver spoon and every birthday is a year of sacrifice towards a better life. Apart from good health, i need more strength to carry on and exert more effort to understand people who are like rocks- solid, burdensome. But because i always invoke wisdom from the Holy Spirit, i claim that it will be generously given. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We were told, count your blessings and be thankful. Hence, tracing the past, I must say that this year was like October of 2008. Where we won the ANC Debate Championships two days before my birthday and the Second Place in Best in Memorial for the International Humanitarian Law Moot Court Competition. Got scholarship grant from school, a Lex Libris and my very first laptop. The very same year i got promoted from work. It was an awakening that truly, "with God everything is possible!"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In 2009, Europe and AUSL Student Council was the trend.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This year 2010, i was off to a good start. I got an open-water certification in Scuba Diving with flying colors. Also, Svetlana started her first recital in Unilab. Likewise, Cory Aquino played a very important life changing role for me. I won an Essay Writing Contest through my Mother's contribution as the letter-writer. Then, my recommendation for promotion at work. All these again is a testament that "with God all things are possible!"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I am not superstitious neither am i perfect. While i cannot vouch that i will live longer or breathe a new life each day, i want to serve as a life's testament to God's unconditional love. That in times of chaos and "confinement" to a secular world we call technology, God will use someone or an event to change our direction and guide our path and ultimately for us to realize that HE IS BIGGER than all of us, all of our problems. I am sad for this country.I worry about the future of Svetlana's generations. But since thinking about every problem decreases our energy and "circle of influence." We need to erase the hate to truly move on. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;As a birthday girl, I commit to stay true to my goals. Even if i get little support and guidance from people i expect to understand, i am not giving up.  It's better to be sharpened, honed and built to perfection. Sometimes, when i feel like figuratively throwing up the toxicity i encounter everyday, i remind myself  that the most natural diamonds are formed at high-pressure and high-temperature conditions. I am precious- a conclusive presumption i give to myself.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In this life, i am blessed. Positive people are happy seeing people happy. Thank you to friends who never left my side when the "boat" was rocking (not sinking!). Life is a painting, we choose colors and hues and subjects of our masterpiece, it is up for us to put our name on life's canvass. I just signed mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-8830444268919938626?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/8830444268919938626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=8830444268919938626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/8830444268919938626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/8830444268919938626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2010/10/much-ado-about-101010.html' title='MUCH ADO ABOUT 10.10.10.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-3265253694534346077</id><published>2010-08-21T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T07:40:32.236-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minors. exemption. laws.'/><title type='text'>WITH DISCERNMENT.</title><content type='html'>While traversing South Super Highway on any given weekday during nighttime, chances are, if one is driving a sedan, he will be squeezed in between ten-wheeler trucks availing of the no truck-ban scheme. While on a halt at the Quirino-South Super Highway interchange, children approximately aged 10 years old would knock at the windows of the car for alms while cargo trucks could provide only a little breathing space. They would give you a blank stare for seconds until you give in to their prodding, otherwise, they will mock you or worst, scratch a portion of your car door, before you can respond, they would run away. This is what exactly happened to me last night. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ignoring the loud knock at my window of a certain boy, the latter, furious, banged the car's side mirror with a bottle of soft drink and uttered the words, "buti nga sayo!" and hurriedly left. For fear that they come in groups and that they were operating under a modus operandi syndicate, i stayed calm and stepped harder on the gas once the green light flashed on. I was totally shocked by how the boy reacted and i can never forgive myself for not reporting the matter to the nearest police outpost.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Then i figured out, if the boy's act was graver than just banging the car's side mirror, would he even be punished for his acts? Granting i recognized him and the police got hold of him. I figured out once more with my knowledge about criminal law, that boy will never be incarcerated because he, being ten years of age would be exempted from criminal liability for reasons of want of voluntariness and intelligence, notwithstanding the intent to commit the crime. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;By reason of RA 9344 or the Juvenile Justice and Welfare Act, a child 15 years old and below at the time of the commission of the crime shall be exempt from criminal liability but will undergo an intervention program; A child above 15 years of age or below 18 years of age shall be exempt and be subjected to an intervention program unless he/she acted with discernment. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The words of that boy "Buti nga sayo!" was already an indication that he knew what he was doing and that is to cause damage on somebody else's property. Clearly, it was an expression that although he did not receive alms, he was victorious for hurting my ego, and for causing damage to my side mirror. That is DISCERNMENT! And the society has a problem with that. If the legislature do not see the dangers of RA 9344, motorists, at least, do.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Using the law as an anchor, parents (with inclination to commit crimes) or even syndicates would utilize minors as instruments to pose as vagrants/ criminals under the cloak of minority and accomplish their purpose with ease. How many street children could be used as bait? Or they themselves, would hunger and thirst (literally) for other's monetary aid through unlawful means.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Come to think of, at what age did the Ivan Padilla gang started carrying out their group's objective of carnapping, robbery, murder, etc. A good guess of an age falling under minority is possible. In Edsa, how many street children are seen sniffing rugby? Or as a frequent driver, how many times was our vehicle the business of "car wash boys" or "parking attendants" and demand payment for their unsolicited services? And if we don't, what happens next? Nobody should tell me, "they do not know what they're doing."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Poverty may be the number one compelling reason for such desperate means to be able to secure themselves food and shelter, at most, everyday. &lt;blockquote&gt;The Philippines, is not yet ready for RA 9344. Such liberal exemption is very prone to abuse. Too much exemption balloons into a major problem.&lt;/blockquote&gt; Take a look at your own city and its crime rate, examine the age groups and do not be surprised if majority on record are composed of minors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2009, in Pasay alone, as per report of their local Department of Social Welfare and Development, 40% of the offenders on record are minors and the law labels them as Children in Conflict With Law. Should we wait for a 60-40%, Minor:Adult ratio scheme. How many teenager Ivan Padilla's are there?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This probably could be the last on the legislatures list of laws to be reviewed. Anyway, they take pride that our country has good laws. Sure, but where's the HUGE teeth to enforce it?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, i should get a tint for the car as soon as possible. (The Hello Kitty upholstery is a major eye-candy.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-3265253694534346077?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/3265253694534346077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=3265253694534346077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/3265253694534346077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/3265253694534346077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2010/08/with-discernment.html' title='WITH DISCERNMENT.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-6243152696089645247</id><published>2010-08-04T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T04:08:17.415-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heels.'/><title type='text'>Built for Blahniks.</title><content type='html'>Arranging shoes has been a semestral activity for myself. Since, probably the mindset always would be, "ah, they're in good hands in their respective boxes." While counting a shoe to a box ratio, i noticed that amongst all the shoes, I've had two "worn-out" pair whose heels would be an avid client of Mr. Quickie. Whose boxes have been thrown as it owns a separate plastic box due to favoritism. I still use them now, as it has stood the test of time and sole quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The benefits of having comfortable shoes is that it makes you save more money and be constantly on the go without an aching feet to ruin a busy day. Some people would go for comfort than style, others, vice versa or both. Several stores would be known for elegant designs, others, expensive, simple yet durable. Some, branded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like having plenty of pairs of shoes. You choose one and become attached for a moment, despite the many options.Regardless of how old and "dirtied" it has been, it sure does make one feel good on their toes. Planning a wardrobe comprises of an outfit and the shoes that goes with it. Decisions about life should be well-thought of, taking into account its pros and cons. Shoes come in varied colors. Life can be a mixture of hues and shades, of highs and lows likewise, shoes with high heels or no-heels at all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life through those shoes, brought you to several places. Protected you from hot weather conditions and managed to make you last a walking marathon. However, when it becomes worn-out and unmanageable, we suddenly give up on one and purchase another. Donating or throwing the old piece away. Keeping only the memories brought about by the footwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i write a shoe-blog, i realized, more importantly than having a shoe collection is the extent of why women opt to have plenty when all cannot be worn at the same time. The answer varies on the career one has. A mind-set perhaps. Or an Imeldific status. My friend would say: "my fashion pet peeve is my footwear. A good pair of shoes can make or break an outfit." And i agree with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During one of the writing workshops on lifestyle writing, I was asked which gadget or brand of bag will i be having in the next few years, i said: i wish i could strut a Manolo Blahnik or a Jimmy Choo in style and say, i bought this on my own and that i deserve it. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-6243152696089645247?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/6243152696089645247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=6243152696089645247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/6243152696089645247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/6243152696089645247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2010/08/built-for-blahniks.html' title='Built for Blahniks.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-7812814070161872568</id><published>2010-07-26T07:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T07:34:55.653-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONA. SPEECH. CONVOY.'/><title type='text'>MANGANGARAP AKO.</title><content type='html'>While i cannot write a blog in pure Tagalog, the feelings of a proud Filipino can equally be conveyed in an avenue such as this. While watching the President's SONA in one of my doctor's clinics, i was too excited that it bore the anomalies kept secret in the decade of Arroyo's regime. It kept me braced in the seat, hoping for more exposes. But, it was enough to aid in the investigation and start a new ball of governance rolling. I don't want to blab about " Little Miss Ex-President" because her light has been dimmed and shunned already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time i could admire PNOY's shaven look, i noticed how one's idealism about this country could be so high. Without any shadow of doubt and inch of disappointment. He was very brave. Just like his father- fearless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the election campaign, i was quite uneasy if he can pull things in order by the time he wins, since critics would give too much emphasis on the zero bills he has passed while in the Senate. Disregarding the fact that he could get good and credible people as cabinet members, at least, he did well in his first State Of the Nation Address. The speech, being a basis of the Aquino administration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At dahil nangangarap ako.. I dream that by the time my daughter goes to school (which is next year), i foresee successful peace talks among communist rebels and insurgents, some rebel returnees in favor of the government. By the time she can read long words, i dream that those culpable for plundering the economy of the nation be tried and adjudged guilty beyond reasonable doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time she can do simple arithmetic, more schools have been built, restructured and funded through a no textbook's anomaly scam of the DepEd. When she learns to color within the bounds of every shape and object, newspapers will report on tax evaders being tried, MWSS and other members of the board of trustees of GOCCS receiving what they ought to receive, DPWH being a lesser-conspirator for corruption and by the letter of its mandate, all constructions in favor of the government, will undergo public bidding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the time, she learns to dress on her own, free access to health benefits implemented as much as mandatory free education on the primary and secondary levels, availed by all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while i am constantly paying my taxes, better infrastructures, wider and concrete, not asphalt roads are being traversed by vehicles and Local Government Units have built good sewerage systems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not remain a daydreamer and my daughter will be assured of a great future because of today's first SONA. Hindi ito puro pangarap lang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-7812814070161872568?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/7812814070161872568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=7812814070161872568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/7812814070161872568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/7812814070161872568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2010/07/mangangarap-ako.html' title='MANGANGARAP AKO.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-6187548807160227924</id><published>2010-07-06T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T01:53:05.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why i won an essay writing.</title><content type='html'>Foremost, i was driven to write for Cory Aquino. Second, I love my mom so much that i am deeply proud of her. Third, i know i can make it because what i wrote was sincere enough to let the whole world know how grateful i am to have a mother whose support spans beyond words and beyond measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could die now. Smiling. That i am blessed to have the gift of written expression to communicate my thoughts to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jesus for keeping me alive and blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-6187548807160227924?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/6187548807160227924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=6187548807160227924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/6187548807160227924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/6187548807160227924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2010/07/why-i-won-essay-writing.html' title='Why i won an essay writing.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-7840971470900922073</id><published>2010-06-03T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T10:12:25.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PRESIDENT/ TREASURER'S REPORT AUSL STUDENT COUNCIL</title><content type='html'>May 30, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Florentino S. Cayco III&lt;br /&gt;Director for Personnel and Administration&lt;br /&gt;Arellano University School of Law&lt;br /&gt;Taft Ave., Pasay City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atty. Porfirio D.G Panganiban Jr.&lt;br /&gt;Dean&lt;br /&gt;Office of Student Affairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RE STUDENT COUNCIL PRESIDENT/ TREASURER’S REPORT S.Y 09-10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sirs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are grateful to report that through the fund raising event themed as Bleed Purple held last August, 2009 which was spearheaded by the Student Council for School Year 2009-2010, the officers were able to raise minimal amount to continue its projects. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In line with this, the council was able to finance miscellaneous expenses without having to request for additional budget from the school administration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, a total of P15,449 was spent to cover the t-shirt printing for the hotel operations volunteers, t-shirt for the marshalls, laundry services for SC jackets due to Typhoon Ondoy and purchase of printer ink for the council office. Please find the attached receipts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also would like to inform your good office that all liquidation/ reports of expenses requested by the Student Council for School Year 2009-2010 were duly submitted with no remaining cash on hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your kind information sirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your unconditional support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepared by:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROCHELLE MARIE C. ROXAS (SGD)&lt;br /&gt;President&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attested by:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHARLES FRANCIS DECANGCHON (SGD)&lt;br /&gt;Treasurer&lt;br /&gt;Supreme Student Council&lt;br /&gt;S.Y 2009-2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-7840971470900922073?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/7840971470900922073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=7840971470900922073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/7840971470900922073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/7840971470900922073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2010/06/president-treasurers-report-ausl.html' title='PRESIDENT/ TREASURER&apos;S REPORT AUSL STUDENT COUNCIL'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-1299704661226903493</id><published>2010-05-04T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T06:44:05.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a taxpayer, or so i thought...</title><content type='html'>Emerging from the usual Tuesday's area meeting, i was still feeling the hangover from the long weekend, just restless. Just the steady course of things, as i put it. Until the 2009 Income Tax Return got my nerves wracking and my idealisms about this society, fired up once again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i am a taxpayer. The government's lifeblood is the people's tax. Without it, it's a hopeless society. Sure, i knew that without these deductions, politicians have nowhere to go but to their own homes. Sulking in agony because they cannot do what needs to be done (read statesmanship, if one still has that). Sure i understood the concepts of Taxation, but i can only see little importance on our individual contributions as employees, as taxpayers to this country plagued with anomalies and other means of "survival." Talk about healthcare, insurance... none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While having the usual conversations with my surgeons, they mentioned in despair, that elections is already done two months ago. Giving me that "alam mo na look." That we already have a President. I told them, "no doc, not at the expense of my salary, my tax, my livelihood." If it is true that the President is already made, i am again leaving my six years of fruitful, productive life to his power and greed? i hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind paying taxes, after all, but under the given circumstances where my hard-earned money is being put to waste, i must complain. I must complain of the rubbish that envelopes modern-day heroes. The temptation of being rich while in power. The misery of reality. The hopelessness of the poor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't mind having to stare at my yearly ITR assessing what i have contributed to this society wth only prayers to match these idealisms of my youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am young, i still have got much more tax to pay. But where is the people's money going? To the pockets of some filthy rich __________, just fill in the blanks for me, i have so many in mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, i hope there becomes a taxing iron man, that whoever steals money from the coffers of the nation's treasury becomes grounded and rotten and vanished, forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still a taxpayer, nothing changes that fact. Just a thought that my yearly tax is equivalent to a second-hand car already deserves a blog. And i am just a rank and file worker. I've seen worst.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-1299704661226903493?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/1299704661226903493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=1299704661226903493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/1299704661226903493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/1299704661226903493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-am-taxpayer-or-so-i-thought.html' title='I am a taxpayer, or so i thought...'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-2748649796695096167</id><published>2010-04-17T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T21:29:56.397-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pen. Paper. Mail.'/><title type='text'>The Heart Of Writing</title><content type='html'>At this time and age where technology is the faster means of sending messages across to different parts of the world is something man cannot do away with.Nobody could ever dissent to the fact that everything happens in just a snap of a finger or a click on the "enter" or "sent" key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that blogging is a fun way rather than keeping a diary as of this writing, but then comes the movie DearJohn by Nicholas Sparks which tells us of the importance of "personalizing it." The way we do things with our own penmanship and with the effort of sending it via regular mail is still the best way to send love and affection to dear people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little percentage of individuals would still recognize writing via snail regular mail as important. Majority would sill consider less effort and time saving mechanisms to make life easier. The writing lifestyle of people nowadays has evolved into something mechanic and technical. It has changed the way people put effort into things. The way they make their presence felt by someone, the way they put stress utilizing their own handwriting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;There is no way we change the dictates of modern society but we can control the way we communicate.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure there is the convenience of text messaging, but we can expand our horizons better if we preserve the culture of writing the best way for our loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is never debatable whether to write via email or mail. The premium people put in this society is not the grammar or the words used but the best effort one can express using the letters of the alphabet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-2748649796695096167?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/2748649796695096167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=2748649796695096167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/2748649796695096167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/2748649796695096167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2010/04/heart-of-writing.html' title='The Heart Of Writing'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-697556484381962643</id><published>2010-02-21T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T04:17:39.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave nothing but footprints (and bubbles?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/S4EhaFb7bMI/AAAAAAAABMo/9NuPHplUMnM/s1600-h/DSC07201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/S4EhaFb7bMI/AAAAAAAABMo/9NuPHplUMnM/s320/DSC07201.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440666556859903170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/S4EhbHBZwHI/AAAAAAAABM4/Gd6N2ZG-CtA/s1600-h/DSC07203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/S4EhbHBZwHI/AAAAAAAABM4/Gd6N2ZG-CtA/s320/DSC07203.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440666574465384562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/S4EhaVeGxRI/AAAAAAAABMw/M1ObyKAg-kk/s1600-h/DSC07224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/S4EhaVeGxRI/AAAAAAAABMw/M1ObyKAg-kk/s320/DSC07224.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440666561164002578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the theme of my life's journey now. I am inspired to become a backpacker. A self-confessed traveler, or whatever happy feet term you call it. I want to explore the grandest places there is in the Philippines, interact with nature and magnify its beauty with my 20-20 vision and a Nikon SLR camera (no lens yet, still saving up for it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that being a traveler requires one to exit from one's comfort zone and become simple and practical in every way. It could be difficult for one who isn't really ready to give up from the rewards of being on an "ivory tower" but taking a chance to be productive while young and breathing is something we owe to ourselves as God's creation. I took the chance, so why can't you or anybody else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to become a backpacker-photographer and i am starting my dream through Scuba Diving. There is a myriad of possibilities waiting to be explored. Only if we let ourselves grab it. Not even scars, bruises and a no-comfort room trek or island destination could ever stop myself from being left out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so i am leaving heavy baggage behind. Sort out those that come in handy and find excitement on every weekend given. Baggages could be likened to grudges and pains from the past and we all deserve a better environment after all. A better air and an improved sight, ready to behold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While everyone treks the mountainous places, i dive into the deepest of the oceans and discover the water-girl i call- MYSELF. I am taking a different world down under and i know water cannot help it but to be a friend to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-697556484381962643?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/697556484381962643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=697556484381962643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/697556484381962643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/697556484381962643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2010/02/leave-nothing-but-footprints-and.html' title='Leave nothing but footprints (and bubbles?)'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/S4EhaFb7bMI/AAAAAAAABMo/9NuPHplUMnM/s72-c/DSC07201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-1057031622995086296</id><published>2010-02-13T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T19:38:20.217-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='February 14. Valentines. Cupid.'/><title type='text'>V-Day!</title><content type='html'>Celebrating Valentines Day is something for the loveless too. It's not about having someone to hold unto or spend your day or exchange gifts with. It is finding happiness in the midst being solo slash single. The concept is try to be as happy like those in relationships and be contented with whatever today brings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is not for those committed, rather, today is for those who wants to be at peace with their hearts. To give their hearts a break and finally, breathe. If your V-Day is a We-Day or a Me-Day - make sure you're loving yourself... That's the only way it will work either way! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not as hard and bad, after all. The quality of celebrating February 14 lies in finding a state of peace of mind and a well-rested heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-1057031622995086296?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/1057031622995086296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=1057031622995086296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/1057031622995086296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/1057031622995086296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2010/02/v-day.html' title='V-Day!'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-3255688748920843001</id><published>2010-01-12T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T21:30:37.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What good is a heart really?</title><content type='html'>Is it good for the moment? Would it be willing to get hurt &amp; crushed? Would it be accepting for the biggest sacrifice? Should it stop beating for someone because things did not end up the way it is supposed to? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How good is a man's heart? In love and in decisions. Does emotion really prevail over logic? When does a broken heart say its over, really. When can it move on and start anew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When does a heart loses its oxygen to pump blood and make man live himself to his fullest potential? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i know is that i have a heart to love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-3255688748920843001?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/3255688748920843001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=3255688748920843001' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/3255688748920843001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/3255688748920843001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-good-is-heart-really.html' title='What good is a heart really?'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-714834502889634812</id><published>2010-01-04T05:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T05:50:53.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I write with a period.</title><content type='html'>Usually before posting a blog, i tend to ponder on things that has happened which deserves the meaningful words there is to blab about. And so as my first blog for 2010, i thought i have less energy to conquer any writer's block and pull phrases and sentences together in my favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was an exhausting day. Mentally and physically draining. As the first working day of the year, i prepared. But i wasn't. I wasn't for the things i heard, i wasn't for the things i have realized. BUT I AM DECIDED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they say, be it with life or love, we should always MOVE ON, after all, it's the best advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking after a Sunday night conversation with my cousin, i came across powerful quotes that has enveloped my system and i am one lucky creature to have ascertained that "when the man of our dreams shattered our dreams, we need help to pick up the broken pieces."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just shattered dreams, but unrealized goals because for quite a time i was stuck in a barely moving situation. That stagnant water where no swimmer can ever fully utilize the best of her strokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, i need a friend. Someone who knows how we feel, someone whose character we can trust, and most of all, someone who loves us enough to see us through. I am reuniting myself with God and i am grateful to have finally moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought i cannot write and finish this and move on with my life, but hey, i wrote this and ended with a period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-714834502889634812?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/714834502889634812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=714834502889634812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/714834502889634812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/714834502889634812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-write-with-period.html' title='I write with a period.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-6475607396414433137</id><published>2009-12-31T01:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T01:27:06.382-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mayon Volcano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving on'/><title type='text'>FIERY CHRISTMAS AND A RED VOLCANO.</title><content type='html'>I needed the comfort of my hometown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choosing to spend the holidays in Bicol, my hometown could have been the hardest decision so far in the past 4 years, but i gambled. I thought, i was given the freedom anyway, in the most literal meaning anyone who knew me can tell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While backpacking and preparing to go South, i thought, i missed Legazpi and that despite Mayon Volcano’s fiery state, there’s no stopping. I needed a cleaner air now. A conducive environment that is. A refreshed environment to think and re-think.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to be different this year, at least with the year-end. From the normal Christmas celebration in Manila where it temporarily offers lesser cars, stress, traffic and minimal pollution, a ten-hour travel was an endearment for me. I needed the comfort of my hometown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From day one until the day i wrote this, i can still smell alcohol in my system. That it has been a good sign of being able to move on and finally accepting the fact that i am all alone in a place where i feel so secured. Meeting old friends, unending reunion parties, nature tripping and photography has finally made me realize that there’s life even if within us, there’s something waiting to erupt- the volcano we all admired.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admire the strength of character of the people in Legazpi that no disaster or equivalent of an inevitable  calamity or volcano eruption strong enough can shake the belief that everybody is safe and that God will not let such occurrence dampen the spirits of nearby residents. I hope i could also share the same attitude as with the rest of the people in Legazpi. That my faith is intact though shaken. Faith that life will always be good. That being single and separated is a state of being blessed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only two words for the year. SINGLE AND ISOLATED. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words “familiarity” could have been easy for me to spell and “isolated” as misspelled. Familiar in the sense that i am very much adjusted to the terrains of Legazpi, that i have my family to go home to, and friends to renew ties with. Isolated, in the sense that this is not a normal life for me. That i failed in my own “personal” relationship. That i have somewhat chosen the road of singlehood and the solo parents club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m happy, but i really need the comfort of my hometown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with this, my last blog for the year, i hope i could have the merriest New Year ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-6475607396414433137?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/6475607396414433137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=6475607396414433137' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/6475607396414433137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/6475607396414433137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/12/fiery-christmas-and-red-volcano.html' title='FIERY CHRISTMAS AND A RED VOLCANO.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-6325242298041115485</id><published>2009-12-20T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T07:26:14.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Intentions and counting.</title><content type='html'>My intent today is to be a light traveler in both the physical and subtle realms.- Deepak Chopra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-6325242298041115485?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/6325242298041115485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=6325242298041115485' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/6325242298041115485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/6325242298041115485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-intentions-and-counting.html' title='My Intentions and counting.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-6833942215133278780</id><published>2009-12-17T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T18:41:55.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xmas Parties 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sy2Ozk4dHHI/AAAAAAAABMg/1D9q-P8pcZU/s1600-h/DSC_0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sy2Ozk4dHHI/AAAAAAAABMg/1D9q-P8pcZU/s320/DSC_0188.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417142943521512562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sy2OzSFMefI/AAAAAAAABMY/l0rrqN0fRCA/s1600-h/DSC_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sy2OzSFMefI/AAAAAAAABMY/l0rrqN0fRCA/s320/DSC_0166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417142938474674674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sy2Oy2xGrJI/AAAAAAAABMQ/U63D9j9lKME/s1600-h/DSC_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sy2Oy2xGrJI/AAAAAAAABMQ/U63D9j9lKME/s320/DSC_0095.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417142931142651026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sy2OynchSMI/AAAAAAAABMI/n5RjzThnYmw/s1600-h/DSC_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sy2OynchSMI/AAAAAAAABMI/n5RjzThnYmw/s320/DSC_0111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417142927029782722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sy2OyDg4N1I/AAAAAAAABMA/s3o6pEBqKgc/s1600-h/DSC_0170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sy2OyDg4N1I/AAAAAAAABMA/s3o6pEBqKgc/s320/DSC_0170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417142917384386386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sy2N8Nymx9I/AAAAAAAABLw/GKyXmEndAIw/s1600-h/DSC_0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sy2N8Nymx9I/AAAAAAAABLw/GKyXmEndAIw/s320/DSC_0160.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417141992430159826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sy2N75qj0jI/AAAAAAAABLo/mjzLG0o2SWQ/s1600-h/DSC_0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sy2N75qj0jI/AAAAAAAABLo/mjzLG0o2SWQ/s320/DSC_0141.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417141987027702322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sy2N7T9tKJI/AAAAAAAABLg/kUlyTSN-LIg/s1600-h/DSC_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sy2N7T9tKJI/AAAAAAAABLg/kUlyTSN-LIg/s320/DSC_0097.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417141976907458706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sy2N7DtPfoI/AAAAAAAABLY/LmEee6_VwyA/s1600-h/DSC_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sy2N7DtPfoI/AAAAAAAABLY/LmEee6_VwyA/s320/DSC_0094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417141972543438466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Syr0QGxAYBI/AAAAAAAABKo/gRHIqo1tf5Q/s1600-h/DSC06828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Syr0QGxAYBI/AAAAAAAABKo/gRHIqo1tf5Q/s320/DSC06828.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416410059397685266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Syr0P1tlMpI/AAAAAAAABKg/ia-R6A2_MoI/s1600-h/DSC06840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Syr0P1tlMpI/AAAAAAAABKg/ia-R6A2_MoI/s320/DSC06840.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416410054819918482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Syr0PQoUYoI/AAAAAAAABKY/agTPejSR7nc/s1600-h/DSC06850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Syr0PQoUYoI/AAAAAAAABKY/agTPejSR7nc/s320/DSC06850.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416410044865733250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Syr0O5bPblI/AAAAAAAABKQ/FcA6lejTaqY/s1600-h/DSC06854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Syr0O5bPblI/AAAAAAAABKQ/FcA6lejTaqY/s320/DSC06854.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416410038636867154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Syr0Op9hceI/AAAAAAAABKI/35idetFp8J4/s1600-h/DSC06839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Syr0Op9hceI/AAAAAAAABKI/35idetFp8J4/s320/DSC06839.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416410034485686754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not to forget what this season means to us and the real purpose why there is Christmas after all. Sure there will be more gifts to be given as well as received, but its high time not to expect anything in return and be fully complete with whatever this time of joy brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 has proved to be a tough year and there is something we should be thankful for- the many friendship that has withstood the test of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-6833942215133278780?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/6833942215133278780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=6833942215133278780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/6833942215133278780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/6833942215133278780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/12/xmas-parties-09.html' title='Xmas Parties 09'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sy2Ozk4dHHI/AAAAAAAABMg/1D9q-P8pcZU/s72-c/DSC_0188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-1683273754006244727</id><published>2009-12-12T20:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T07:00:40.523-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arellano University School of Law. Hail to the Chiefs.'/><title type='text'>Purple Pride.</title><content type='html'>I am tasked to write something for the school's Alumni Affairs Office. And with a glad heart, i thought i could give it a shot. Given the theme, "Building the path towards rekindling the sense of legacy and the sense of family in our dearest Alma Mater" i pursued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year, Arellano University School of Law has been producing a substantial number of lawyers, majority of them, have been successful in the profession. Needless to say, they are those who have comprised topnotch positions in the bureaucracy. Yearly, graduates have proven competitiveness and strength of character (regardless of resiliency of the times) and in each individual runs the true test of character- A Chief's Pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than ever, the purple pride never stops until one lands a successful position either in the private or public sector or has found love in Lawyering as a profession. Coming from an Alma Mater who has a sole purpose of inspiring its students to be worthy advocates of the Law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a humble cause, this institution of learning has been supportive of its output for generations now and it has continuously evolved to the needs of every aspirant. Now the time has come to actually promote and harness the school's commitment through its alumni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arellano University School of Law has been acknowledged to be one of the top law schools of this country and it has withstood the test of time and has consistently exceeded expectations of the Law academe in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;To be able to sustain, we need people to carry on with the mission of the school. AUSL's lifeblood is its Alumni.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sustainability is what every Law graduate must efficiently seek to promote and students, to address. The virtues of commitment and dedication to the cause of this Law school should be evident in each Alumni. If paying forward is to support the barristers, then there is no better chance of returning the favor than to support the school's mission and vision through its annual projects and activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gearing towards reviving the legacy of the school, there is a greater challenge for all of us now, to be able to find oasis in every Arellano University School of Law graduate. To be able to restructure ourselves with the rest of the community in every part of the globe. To be able to associate ourselves once more with the school that once taught us to love a road less traveled- Law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collectively, we delight on the fact that we hail the chief's time and time again. And it is high time every alumni gear up themselves for the glory of the school. There is no family that one can better associate oneself with than Arellano University School of Law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Protecting the legacy, staying strong and the purple pride lives on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-1683273754006244727?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/1683273754006244727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=1683273754006244727' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/1683273754006244727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/1683273754006244727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/12/purple-pride.html' title='Purple Pride.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-2987289555491386905</id><published>2009-12-10T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T08:00:01.260-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><title type='text'>SPAM</title><content type='html'>No, not the food, but even here at blogspot or any network sites for that matter, i get a lot of spam messages. Unusual as it may seem, but some people have all the time in the world throwing or experimenting on a lot of "garbage."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, in relation to Spam, i am quite unsure of facing a canned or even a spoiled, rotten Christmas. But i am still hoping that it will turn out to be one of the best. It's too early to tell, with high hopes still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one wish: can someone just forgo his ambition and be human just once. Being human connotes being considerate and to go down from that ivory tower. (A leaning or even sinking tower that is.) (After all, you've been through that and you know how it feels causing people sleepless nights, moral anxiety and even shock.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can the person i am referring try to understand that life is not as perfect as he would want it to be? There's one who is trying (read BEST) and that's me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-2987289555491386905?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/2987289555491386905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=2987289555491386905' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/2987289555491386905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/2987289555491386905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/12/spam.html' title='SPAM'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-7871046295264810902</id><published>2009-11-24T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T07:43:09.227-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood. Ink. Paper. Media.'/><title type='text'>DARK DAY FOR PRESS FREEDOM.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Swv_BDfxfDI/AAAAAAAABJg/HOe3zHwctDM/s1600/SKJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Swv_BDfxfDI/AAAAAAAABJg/HOe3zHwctDM/s320/SKJ.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407696171171937330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we breathe normal lives in the Metro, it's hell and jungle out there in Maguindanao. While i sip a refreshing hot coffee after a day's work, people in that side of the country have nothing but their soul's on, no comfort. A modern-day tragedy, so to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The killing of at least 13 journalists in Maguindanao has been dubbed as the largest casualty of journalists in any one incident. There is too much violence, and we cannot help it but fear for our lives if this becomes uncontrollable, irresistible and gruesome. Not just any plain, simple local insurgency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was deliberate, considering the abduction and execution. Meaning, there was plan to sow fear. No war spurred and the victims were not caught in a crossfire. There was proper execution of the evil plan, and these terrorists (God bless your souls) managed to achieve it, swiftly and precisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we read and hear the sad news, all we can think of is chaos. What is happening, really? What was the Local Government thinking? It is highly impossible for them not to get to the situation fast. Far from any reasonable man not to act upon it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this "evil" will be tolerated, i know, and i must agree with authors and the National Union for Journalists of the Philippines (NUJP) that there was a total breakdown of law as well as total loss of governance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is more dignifying that i am a student of law, and that the government of this country lacks the TEETH to enforce it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It is also reported that lawyers alongside these journalists were killed. How bad can it be? I'd say, worst.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Prayers for the eternal repose of the victims who, until their last breathe thought of nothing but Press Freedom and Democracy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-7871046295264810902?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/7871046295264810902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=7871046295264810902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/7871046295264810902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/7871046295264810902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/11/dark-day-for-press-freedom.html' title='DARK DAY FOR PRESS FREEDOM.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Swv_BDfxfDI/AAAAAAAABJg/HOe3zHwctDM/s72-c/SKJ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-8237522282822055783</id><published>2009-11-23T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T08:10:11.198-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tequila'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Mig Light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alfonso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bacardi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ice.'/><title type='text'>ALCOHOLISM</title><content type='html'>If to relieve myself of being tipsy, drunk and all is to blog, then i do not regret being sober. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a taste of freedom, although restricted and regulated, i have never had the sincerest fun of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to impart that it has never been useless taking glasses of alcohol, besides, we all have to be quite unsure of ourselves before we can finally mean what we say that it's game over and it's time to truly move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is in this light, i say good night and cheers to all. *Burp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-8237522282822055783?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/8237522282822055783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=8237522282822055783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/8237522282822055783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/8237522282822055783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/11/alcoholism.html' title='ALCOHOLISM'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-7829551606426200222</id><published>2009-11-22T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T08:46:39.544-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Efren Penaflorida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CNN'/><title type='text'>H E R O</title><content type='html'>As far as the generation i belong to are concerned, we are bereft with only very few committed men and women. Committed in the sense that they've been "sacrificial lambs" for the longest time in exchange for freedom/ democracy, pride. They are those whose lives have been devoted to real public service, setting aside reel motives and personal interests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so now, we have someone to be proud of. I met Efren Penaflorida during one of Senator Dick Gordon's launch of his own moral force movement. With eyes on the man of the hour, i thought he deserved all the attention notwithstanding the endless text messages i have through my cellular phone on one hand. He was not known, but to few people who believed in him, he has truly been the most popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has lifted my spirits up. Especially when i have my own personal issues to bear. He made me realize that no man too small, unpopular can match up to his own version of service. He has an unmistakable identity, a modern day Filipino, indeed. He has diverted my seemingly loose connection to this country who has been "show-buzzed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot help but to write something for him. I am just in awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being our hero, not just in CNN (whose prestige spans across the universe) but for being a hero to us, to our respective lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*applause. *standing ovation. *gratitude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-7829551606426200222?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/7829551606426200222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=7829551606426200222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/7829551606426200222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/7829551606426200222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/11/h-e-r-o.html' title='H E R O'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-4001413000730846284</id><published>2009-11-18T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T21:33:49.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harder that it used to be.</title><content type='html'>Please do not give up.Try holding on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-4001413000730846284?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/4001413000730846284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=4001413000730846284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/4001413000730846284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/4001413000730846284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/11/harder-that-it-used-to-be.html' title='Harder that it used to be.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-2778791655620334894</id><published>2009-10-25T08:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T08:52:50.345-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Three. Cake. Church.'/><title type='text'>TO SVETLANA</title><content type='html'>You just don't know how fulfilling it is to see you grow to be that healthy, inquisitive little baby. Your energy never ceases to amaze me. And i am glad you just love the camera. More memories for us. :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You deserve all the love and security this world and us, your parents can give you. And so quoting Desiderata: "You are the child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars, you have the right to be here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep drawing those odd shapes using my recycled papers. Minimize watching too much cartoons. By now, you already know who's-who at Cartoon Network and Disney Channel anyway. Keep that bubbly self in you. Keep asking, it is through those questions that you learn day by day. Thank you for being sweet. Thank you for the strength, inspiration and the calming factor whenever i am stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As parents, being your mom, i have a heavy task. That is to keep you secured and guided as always. I will be true to that even if it takes me to be on guard 24/7, i will. You see, the world is entirely different that what a usual "idealistic" growing person like you would have. I fear for the next generation- your batch, if this "chaos" in the world would still continue. There's too much hatred, violence, corruption and power-tripping, i cannot shield you if i will let this slip away. If i will not be wiser in choosing leaders for our future. If i will not do my part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For someone who wasn't born with a silver spoon, i want to instill in you the value of independence and hard work. I will permanently pray for you. Fear God. Be kind and obey your elders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope someday, you will read this and know that i'd rather write to you now since you can barely understand the nooks and crannies of the world. I may not be at home most of the time to play with you, but as i have always emphasized on my very self, it's the quality of time that is important. More time for us to bond, i promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOMMY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-2778791655620334894?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/2778791655620334894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=2778791655620334894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/2778791655620334894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/2778791655620334894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-svetlana.html' title='TO SVETLANA'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-7131502686030053799</id><published>2009-10-21T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T08:36:51.356-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presidentiables'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010 Elections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Executive Clemency'/><title type='text'>Shooo!!</title><content type='html'>I am not writing anything about Erap and why we should not vote for him. I am not! I am to tell the world (or at least within my Facebook zone how crazy Filipinos are if he gets elected (re-elected, mind you!) True, Filipinos are the most forgiving people. They forget and let bygones be bygones. There has to be exceptions and i can name three at this state of "shock." 1. Those who do not forget what he has done. 2.Those who still hope for the best for this country. 3. And those who would still want a good future for the generations to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't buy him as my President. And as i have posted and written and blabbed about time and time again, I am never persuaded by his true intentions. Why do we even let him become. For the second time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably it is too early to tell NOT until he has filed a certificate of candidacy. But if ever he gets away with it, we rest our faith with the Supreme Court to rule on this matter. With 100% of the magistrates saying: "ENOUGH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a jungle and hell out there if he wins! And we could not anymore forgive ourselves for letting a good opportunity to pass us by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foremost before October 31, 2009, we must register to be eligible to vote!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERAP + whoever believes in him= UNBELIEVABLE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-7131502686030053799?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/7131502686030053799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=7131502686030053799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/7131502686030053799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/7131502686030053799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/10/shooo.html' title='Shooo!!'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-2070784271445837142</id><published>2009-10-09T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:31:23.779-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No one is as colorful as you.'/><title type='text'>To myself.</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Girl. I know you have been through a lot and i can sense your passion to stand up and move on for every piece of instability in your life. You have conquered your fears and re-learned maturity as the years passed by. You have learned to manage your time well, but you really need to focus more on your priorities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very eager to achieve almost everything you have started. You have measured time and meeting things collectively. But you have to invest on your emotions. You have been tested, tried and is continuously being tested. Life is never a bed of roses. Never give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have your wishes and dreams at hand, you have to work on its realizations.Dream big, girl. Do not stop believing. After all, this is the life you chose to live. Trust in the Lord. He makes our ways easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always be here to guide, press you in the achievement of your goals and support you whenever things gets too complicated, unexplainable and worst, unfinished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have me, always and forever, and i will wish nothing but the very best. Since the day you became me, i thought you should change, always for the better. Do not give up and try not to please everybody. Remember that some people lack understanding and even the wisdom to decipher things as they are. Ignore them as they would not demand too much from you. But we are all human. You may think its debatable that we are born to make mistakes, but accept the fact, it's a reality check, that things, all being equal has its flaws. Understanding is the key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do what you love the most-write. Seize every moment God has given you. Share your blessings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday and may you always be that gutsy girl i knew since October 10, 1984.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kucil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-2070784271445837142?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/2070784271445837142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=2070784271445837142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/2070784271445837142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/2070784271445837142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-myself.html' title='To myself.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-1844018424219166836</id><published>2009-10-07T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T00:06:48.649-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Calendar.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ballons'/><title type='text'>A Year Older.</title><content type='html'>Birthdays are supposed to make man more than being older, a wiser one. He must have been a survivor of the past year's uncertainties and gutsy enough to face life's opportunities with a magnitude of positivism and high respect for life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthdays are supposed to teach us, the younger generation, the means to preserve a country where we are all lessee's of the land and we owe due diligence to its lessor, the creator. That despite Ondoy's havoc, we can still save everyone and everything from perishing. That we have to be somebody's hope for someone in this pressing times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this 25th year i have become, i wish to convey that i, too, whose life is devoted to being proactive has encountered a number of ups and downs. That without pure strength of character and the will to move on, i could be depressed by now, or might be slowly losing faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am possessed with thanksgiving to people who made life worthwhile. That the joys and sorrows of breathing has become more meaningful with friends, love ones and those who hope for the best. If celebrating a life and looking forward to it is something every birthday celebrator should have, then COUNT ME IN!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-1844018424219166836?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/1844018424219166836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=1844018424219166836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/1844018424219166836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/1844018424219166836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/10/year-older.html' title='A Year Older.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-6107645048919651618</id><published>2009-09-26T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T10:40:35.490-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='water. flood. garbage. trees.'/><title type='text'>A Boat-y Ride</title><content type='html'>While we can always look forward to more heat than cold in a tropical country such as the Philippines, we have been too complacent with what becomes a normal situation- Heat, Sunblock, SPF, Airconditioners, Shade. Little than what we know, this country, more specifically Metro Manila cannot contain a vast amount of water neither garbage in every drainage elsewhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for a tricycle ride supposedly for school, i realized that we, cannot blame all these flooding to the MMDA, DPWH or any government agency. After all, when the water rises from canals, creeks or any depot we see plentiful garbage or when thousands of photos have been uploaded to this site, for example, all we can see are high-rise buildings but never trees surrounding it. I wanted to conclude that more than issues on global warming, self-discipline is the primary argument to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, it's still more trees and less or zero waste disposal.If only we can turn the crops or plants from FARMVILLE (an application here at facebook) into a reality, we can lessen the water level brought about by this typhoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twitter and Facebook has been the most visited site when issues affecting public interests sets in. We read hundreds from the profile pages of concerned individuals a blow by blow account of what's happening within the Metro. It's good that we make the most out of the Bayanihan culture, we, as Filipinos have. But we can only do so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have noticed that some excavation projects, (atleast in Paranaque and Pasay where i frequent the most) have been left unfinished by some private entities like the Maynilad which sadly contributed to the pressing calamity. It's a disturbing sight indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, i knew that i have no means like a rubber boat to lend rescuers or do the rescuing myself, however, i have realized something more precious. It's not about elevating our own respective residences, or living in condos, but it's about being able to provide an extra mile of civic work to society. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure i pay taxes (half of my salary, i guess), which this government must reciprocate through good drainage systems, but i could not be depending on them too much. For when all else fails, we still depend on ourselves and on others for survival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the Metro as a big swimming pool, and if we cannot do something about it, we will all drown!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-6107645048919651618?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/6107645048919651618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=6107645048919651618' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/6107645048919651618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/6107645048919651618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/09/boat-y-ride.html' title='A Boat-y Ride'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-2650343788270715437</id><published>2009-08-17T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T10:45:52.647-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wowowee.'/><title type='text'>Willie The Bully.</title><content type='html'>This is not about speaking now, or forever holding one's peace. This is something that draws the line between Freedom of Speech and of the Press and regulating one's speech and action through the state. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Willie Revillame had enough. This is a concern more than television ethics. More than wife-battery and molestation issues or the wearing of skimpy, unacceptable and ultra-sexy outfits by the show's dancers, this is a case of the “grossly unethical conduct” of “Wowowee” host Willie Revillame during the show’s Aug. 3 episode. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am never a fan and i do not like the gutsy feel of this noon-time host. This is not a hate blog but i think majority of the viewers have spoken on this issue, as the Philippine Daily Inquirer published: "Many viewers are apparently not as forgiving. At press time, 48,165 have signed an online petition seeking to ban Revillame from show biz. And when i was writing this, an invite from Facebook popped out revealing an anti-Revillame protest, and with all probability, i joined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, Willy is smart and so is his smart answer to the petition: “Even if I have the support of the network and the advertisers, kung ayaw na ng tao sa akin, what’s the use?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, let's face it, the television plays an important role in shaping the Filipino viewer's attitude, conduct and even, future. This is not about plain charisma and talent, this is the state through the MTRCB saying, the era of psychological violence on TV has ended. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can make people laugh, cry without putting too much effort at the expense of others and even the dead. Spare Tita Cory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-2650343788270715437?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/2650343788270715437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=2650343788270715437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/2650343788270715437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/2650343788270715437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/08/willie-bully.html' title='Willie The Bully.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-2382234281864594467</id><published>2009-08-16T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T01:35:34.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ALL OUT WAR</title><content type='html'>As President Gloria Macapagal Arroyo vowed to crush members of the Abu Sayyaf after 23 soldiers were killed during an observance of a ceasefire, she comfortably used the term, ANNIHILATE. To annihilate the extremists groups in Basilan and sooner, to end the war on terrorism. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, we look up to a dictionary to ascertain what the term means, and whether such is achievable:&lt;br /&gt;an·ni·hi·late   (ə-nī'ə-lāt')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v., -lat·ed, -lat·ing, -lates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v.tr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A.&lt;br /&gt;         1. To destroy completely: The naval force was annihilated during the attack.&lt;br /&gt;         2. To reduce to nonexistence.&lt;br /&gt;         3. To defeat decisively; vanquish.&lt;br /&gt;   B. To nullify or render void; abolish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of the term, we need rapid results. Not just mere lip service. The Abu Sayyaf (including both the offensive and defensive stances of the government) has been a problem for years now and we need not wait for more casualties. It should have been an ALL OUT WAR even then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, they will continue to sow fear and fear is what haunts us every moment we try to breathe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-2382234281864594467?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/2382234281864594467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=2382234281864594467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/2382234281864594467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/2382234281864594467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/08/all-out-war.html' title='ALL OUT WAR'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-4388734914322274187</id><published>2009-08-12T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T08:47:00.580-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dollar. Extravagance.'/><title type='text'>Its Expensive To Be The Country's President!</title><content type='html'>The Washington Post has it. Amidst the many hungry, poverty-stricken Filipinos, the President and her filthy rich entourage enjoyed rib-eye steak and premium wines.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's either their budget is half-empty or half-full. Burp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suggest they review modesty and all that is prescribed by law concerning public officials lifestyle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-4388734914322274187?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/4388734914322274187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=4388734914322274187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/4388734914322274187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/4388734914322274187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-expensive-to-be-countrys-president.html' title='Its Expensive To Be The Country&apos;s President!'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-8716399730153208139</id><published>2009-08-08T09:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T09:06:31.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLEED.</title><content type='html'>Anticipating for something that we thought commensurate to our hard work oftentimes bring us to expecting too much and ending up with too little. However, unfair as it may seem, we feel alone and oftentimes, dismayed by the circumstances. Wounded by these experiences, we could try to push our limits further and farther. Like there is no giving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a vast array of options, we choose the easier way to alleviate the numbing pain. We resort to a lot of reasoning and decisions we thought, at first, could easily fit into the jar of "wealth". This jar encapsulates everything from the mistakes in the past, to the silly arguments after class, to a troubled relationship or just a mood swing of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We might not really appear weak at most instances, since, there is a silver lining in all of these. We just let our hearts bleed for the moment, we cry for a moment and we smile and look forward to the next morning to come. The output, even if it does not turn out to be the most admired with a most sold-out tickets or a must-see signifies a deeper meaning. A deeper intention. The deepest sacrifice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-8716399730153208139?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/8716399730153208139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=8716399730153208139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/8716399730153208139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/8716399730153208139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/08/bleed.html' title='BLEED.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-6333049081968994408</id><published>2009-07-18T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T09:55:53.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bittersweet Pill.</title><content type='html'>In an attempt to camouflage the many concerns of the Department of Health on the well-being of every Filipino, we are once again, surrounded by issues concerning Republic Act 9502, or the "Universally Accessible Cheaper and Quality Medicines Act of 2008", and it surely haunts pharmaceutical companies today. The impact of lowering retail prices of important, "life and death" medicines is something which calls for a long-term planning. Be that as it may, if all "affected" pharmaceutical companies would be forced to comply with the maximum retail price (MRP), then, we see the industry as a survival of the "fittest", then more lay-off's to come and closure of liaison offices, branch offices or regional headquarters to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his article in Philippine today, Primer C. Pagunuran wrote brilliantly that effectively perhaps, bigger drug companies will lose their significant market share when buyers prefer to buy at other smaller drug outlets, or even in supermarkets for non-prescription or over the counter medicines. Taking more drugs or medicines from the shelves of bigger pharmaceutical companies will mean that the State would want businesses now to go bankrupt under a regime of state-run price control mechanisms that are oppressive, cruel and unstudied. If this grand experiment fails to yield its intended results, everything reverts back to the old way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Largely unpopular, Secretary Duque, in case he throws hat in the political ring, might use this launching pad. Still, in the general context of health care system, lowering the prices of drugs or medicines that the patients buy from available markets remains an ambiguity unless hospitals and doctors are to be subjected to a similar mechanism that sets to regulate or control the table of fees demanded from patients under treatment. Absent that, the law is only cosmetic even perhaps useless for its shortsighted motive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can just see so much, or put it, too many generic medicines of all sorts proliferate and abound the drugstore's shelves, has the BFAD been regulating each and every medicine sold? Are there by chances, fake medicines being sold? I would still want to put my bet on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered how this country depended on rice importation. I see the same for the new law which allows parallel importation of drugs, a temporary relief to hide a hard to admit condition of this ailing country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-6333049081968994408?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/6333049081968994408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=6333049081968994408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/6333049081968994408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/6333049081968994408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/07/bittersweet-pill.html' title='Bittersweet Pill.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-7599525313374167962</id><published>2009-07-18T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T08:37:01.999-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Speedo. Goggles. Swim Cap.'/><title type='text'>JUST ADD WATER. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmHrzTY9ABI/AAAAAAAABIw/QH0QxWDLdCk/s1600-h/IMG_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmHrzTY9ABI/AAAAAAAABIw/QH0QxWDLdCk/s320/IMG_0014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359824298158391314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmHrzCbDOdI/AAAAAAAABIo/tqaraStlVIw/s1600-h/IMG_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmHrzCbDOdI/AAAAAAAABIo/tqaraStlVIw/s320/IMG_0027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359824293603785170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmHry4Gl-dI/AAAAAAAABIg/2gIb5ezhZF4/s1600-h/IMG_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmHry4Gl-dI/AAAAAAAABIg/2gIb5ezhZF4/s320/IMG_0043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359824290833627602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmHryef_4dI/AAAAAAAABIY/i9Xgh8PwMZ4/s1600-h/IMG_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmHryef_4dI/AAAAAAAABIY/i9Xgh8PwMZ4/s320/IMG_0028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359824283960861138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmHryKJZ3eI/AAAAAAAABIQ/MHCclFUgTYg/s1600-h/IMG_0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmHryKJZ3eI/AAAAAAAABIQ/MHCclFUgTYg/s320/IMG_0065.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359824278497385954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming- the only sport i know..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-7599525313374167962?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/7599525313374167962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=7599525313374167962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/7599525313374167962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/7599525313374167962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-add-water.html' title='JUST ADD WATER. :)'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmHrzTY9ABI/AAAAAAAABIw/QH0QxWDLdCk/s72-c/IMG_0014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-100241486485798038</id><published>2009-07-17T05:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T05:52:35.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CEBU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmBysUzk-II/AAAAAAAABII/hZuqVTGm4s4/s1600-h/DSC05544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmBysUzk-II/AAAAAAAABII/hZuqVTGm4s4/s320/DSC05544.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359409662395742338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmBysKxKjFI/AAAAAAAABIA/9BKH-c2YArk/s1600-h/DSC05528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmBysKxKjFI/AAAAAAAABIA/9BKH-c2YArk/s320/DSC05528.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359409659701267538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmByruESbHI/AAAAAAAABH4/tFY1VWUB-LM/s1600-h/DSC05512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmByruESbHI/AAAAAAAABH4/tFY1VWUB-LM/s320/DSC05512.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359409651996847218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmByrbmAF-I/AAAAAAAABHw/Ca75FOmY8R4/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmByrbmAF-I/AAAAAAAABHw/Ca75FOmY8R4/s320/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359409647037978594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmByrZj-TFI/AAAAAAAABHo/oq0zEw6PZic/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmByrZj-TFI/AAAAAAAABHo/oq0zEw6PZic/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359409646492601426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmBxFr-xpaI/AAAAAAAABHg/I6fBuB0mu9A/s1600-h/DSC05540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmBxFr-xpaI/AAAAAAAABHg/I6fBuB0mu9A/s320/DSC05540.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359407899090199970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmBxFEf7NNI/AAAAAAAABHY/JraWLhWkeAo/s1600-h/DSC05530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmBxFEf7NNI/AAAAAAAABHY/JraWLhWkeAo/s320/DSC05530.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359407888491820242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmBxE8tqHoI/AAAAAAAABHQ/eFq-hD7wkj8/s1600-h/DSC05527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmBxE8tqHoI/AAAAAAAABHQ/eFq-hD7wkj8/s320/DSC05527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359407886401937026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmBxEm3hCTI/AAAAAAAABHI/rUWOII-W61A/s1600-h/DSC05470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmBxEm3hCTI/AAAAAAAABHI/rUWOII-W61A/s320/DSC05470.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359407880537704754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmBxD4bNRGI/AAAAAAAABHA/w8SgL7EG-VI/s1600-h/DSC05511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmBxD4bNRGI/AAAAAAAABHA/w8SgL7EG-VI/s320/DSC05511.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359407868070937698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmBvMijRUMI/AAAAAAAABG4/gmH-AmL99gg/s1600-h/DSC05472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmBvMijRUMI/AAAAAAAABG4/gmH-AmL99gg/s320/DSC05472.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359405817794744514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmBvMQTNBiI/AAAAAAAABGw/EkvyiiAwCt0/s1600-h/DSC05446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmBvMQTNBiI/AAAAAAAABGw/EkvyiiAwCt0/s320/DSC05446.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359405812895516194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmBvL0UQ0NI/AAAAAAAABGo/npy7JZ3wC60/s1600-h/DSC05431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmBvL0UQ0NI/AAAAAAAABGo/npy7JZ3wC60/s320/DSC05431.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359405805383766226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmBvLpbNtII/AAAAAAAABGg/36vLkVNGKXs/s1600-h/DSC05383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmBvLpbNtII/AAAAAAAABGg/36vLkVNGKXs/s320/DSC05383.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359405802460132482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmBvLBf_xLI/AAAAAAAABGY/MEzX1MINb40/s1600-h/DSC05384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmBvLBf_xLI/AAAAAAAABGY/MEzX1MINb40/s320/DSC05384.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359405791742772402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the most enjoyable midyear conference ever! My fifth time to visit Cebu and it truly never ceases to amaze me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-100241486485798038?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/100241486485798038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=100241486485798038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/100241486485798038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/100241486485798038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/07/cebu.html' title='CEBU!'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SmBysUzk-II/AAAAAAAABII/hZuqVTGm4s4/s72-c/DSC05544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-5142023976063975836</id><published>2009-07-07T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T08:03:45.866-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarao.'/><title type='text'>Extraordinary Diligence.</title><content type='html'>While i had the chance to have the car's brake pad replaced, i decided to commute to a doctor's clinic nearby who did not have enough parking space anyway. An attempt to ride the jeepney became an exciting feat and so before i was able to get in, the driver drove in a fast speed, leaving all other passengers very angry and my samples, cluttered on the floor. As i was composing myself and gripping tightly to the steel railing, i told manong "kuya dahan dahan naman kayo, muntik na kami mahulog ah!" He just gave that lousy smirk and increased the volume of his radio. To my dismay, i said, mabuti na lang, "maswerte kayo at wala pang naaksidente!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as the jeepney pulled over i immediately got down disgusted with how illiterate the driver has been of simple manners beyond traffic rules and regulations. I wanted to get the plate number but i was too busy finding another ride and spoke to myself instead "may-araw ka rin Kuya!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As simple as our day to day ride with public utility vehicles, drivers seem to forget how important their roles are in this society where Jeepney's proliferate busy streets and annoy defensive drivers. I perceive buses as "the Megatron of all." They are good at cutting my speed and worst, wouldn't care because small cars are like "bumble-bee" to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, precisely why their existence is being regulated by the LTFRB. As any common man would put it, no one is above the law. And so whether the likes of manong-driver understands the great catastrophe he is insinuating, he cannot fully escape liability. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the case of Dangwa Transportation Co. Inc vs Court of Appeals 202 SCRA 574, the Supreme Court explained that "once a public utility bus or jeepney stops, it is in effect making a continuous offer to bus riders. Hence it is the duty of the drivers to stop their conveyances for a reasonable length of time in order to afford passengers an opportunity to board and enter and they are liable for injuries suffered by boarding passengers resulting from the sudden starting up of the carrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, the Law on Transportation provides that there has already been a contract of carriage when the passenger is deemed to be accepting the offer when an attempt to board the conveyance is made. I accepted the offer when that *dang jeepney accorded me a supposedly full stop! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Law students can really get a dose of their own medicine and we think its easy because the law is in place to punish them if ever they commit breaches. But it is not! But there should be one guarantee, Article 1755 of the Civil Code provides for the degree of diligence every Man behind the PUV wheel should possess, that is, a common carrier is bound to carry the passengers safely as far as human care and foresight can provide, using the utmost diligence of every cautious person, with a due regard for circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, i only commute whenever i can but this rare incident should not be taken for granted. Lest, we make impossible drivers go on with their acts. As always, when there's risk on the part of these common carriers, presumption of negligence applies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-5142023976063975836?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/5142023976063975836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=5142023976063975836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/5142023976063975836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/5142023976063975836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/07/extraordinary-diligence.html' title='Extraordinary Diligence.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-5133351738877419031</id><published>2009-07-02T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T08:49:03.971-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Election 2010'/><title type='text'>Celebrities in a play called SABOTAGE.</title><content type='html'>As a diminishing chance for this country to experience a computerized 2010 elections becomes clear to us, we are left with prospects, that despite the fiasco on the withdrawal of Total Information Management Corp. from the poll automation contract, remedies can still be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether in defraud of the Filipino voters was the reason behind it as some refer to it as a sabotage, or in good faith, we need to progress as a nation and bring back electoral reforms. The issue is never about the candidates, since we will be promised heaven and the stars anyway. The meat is how to bring back genuine faith in this country where election is an unprotected issue and where the voice of the people is the supreme law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, we smell campaign strategies and non-stop politicking, let us not be blinded that these elected government officials have unfinished businesses with respect to pending issues before them. Moreover, that GMA, should not "gracefully" exit her term without having to answer for all the allegations thrown against an apparently derailed administration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filipinos will forget and as usual, forgive. As always, its like everything in a soap opera, film or theatrical performance. The casts, before the ending of any season, act or episode, antagonists or "contrabidas" will change. They will ask for forgiveness and renew ties with the "bida". Sometimes, they'd kill themselves or be killed because they deserve to die (because the script says so.) But that depends on an eerie and exaggerated theme anyway. But it wont happen in reality. Hara-kiri (like in Japan), among Filipino leaders is an absurd act, therefore, not going to happen. NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, we are left with tales and more commercial breaks. To give us a climactic feel or a suspended thrill. Then we start all over again with another season, with different casts or co-stars (read those who are reelected.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In every play, soap opera, film, performance, Filipinos are the "bida". They are the ones who gets beaten to a pulp, sheds a bucket of tears, sacrifices lives, lives in coma and sometimes die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need not expound who constitutes the antagonists in a play we call ACT 1 Scene 1: The Philippine Government. I leave fate in the hands of the scriptwriters- the Filipino voters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-5133351738877419031?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/5133351738877419031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=5133351738877419031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/5133351738877419031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/5133351738877419031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/07/celebrities-in-play-called-sabotage.html' title='Celebrities in a play called SABOTAGE.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-1527151070655621835</id><published>2009-07-01T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T10:28:12.278-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brain.'/><title type='text'>Kiss the rain.</title><content type='html'>How do we face life? With a smile? &lt;br /&gt;How do we handle the unexpected? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do we value relationships? Is it more than our lives?&lt;br /&gt;What is important to our lives anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do we catch the dewdrops? With bare hands? How can we stop the rain from falling?&lt;br /&gt;It is like asking God not to let the sun shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Just some irrational thoughts for a rational human being on a late Wednesday night..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-1527151070655621835?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/1527151070655621835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=1527151070655621835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/1527151070655621835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/1527151070655621835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/07/kiss-rain.html' title='Kiss the rain.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-4871751533347575247</id><published>2009-06-29T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T23:10:43.026-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Underwear. Jobs'/><title type='text'>Bra-Less.</title><content type='html'>As workers of Triumph International hang bras and panties in protest for the near closure of Triumph factories in Taguig City, 1,605 employees at the two factories and 57 employees at the company’s head office in Makati City will lose their jobs. It said the factories and offices would close August 28.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another reality workers have to face, in the light of the global recession. Under any extreme market conditions, companies are forced to close down leaving its employees with severance payment arrangements that can only tend their respective families for a month or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Triumph, is my brand. The company that manufactures and sells women lingerie. But, given the existing economic conditions, i doubt if in the future, Filipino women could still have the best lingerie so far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many workers, no jobs. This is us, our country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-4871751533347575247?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/4871751533347575247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=4871751533347575247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/4871751533347575247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/4871751533347575247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/06/bra-less.html' title='Bra-Less.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-3510930897341915870</id><published>2009-06-27T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T07:31:39.745-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pen. Paper. Keyboard.'/><title type='text'>The Habit of Journalling, Now Blogging.</title><content type='html'>True, i started writing Dear Diary during the days when autographs were the "in" thing for grade schoolers. That perfumed stationaries was a collection we opted to exchange with other friends. That kisses, when pressed "hard" will multiply leaving us, poor girls, with the belief "na nanganganak un." Now, it's all i-touch, gameboy, Wii, PS3, PS2 or anything techie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The habit of keeping everyday journals was a practice i acquired from mom, from her mini-planner to her letters for me. I remembered the many times i would lose the key to the mini lock of my diary and the unanticipated instances when mom will read all my entries and know my crushes. And my brother would use it to black-mail me for a favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, that technology have evolved into something easier, with all the thesaurus and dictionary available for look up when we ran out of words, writing has never been fun. I really have so much to say about anything that matter to me in this world. So that when my time comes, and i'd be a grandmother (not until Raya finished LLB or M.D or Ph.D), ill tell all my grandchildren that their Lola was a blabber-blogger and a frustrated writer for some published magazine or newspaper. That all my views about life, love and even, the study of law was applicable during my time and i hope they'd learn from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That if i cannot publish my own autobiography, my accounts can vouch that i've lived a life. I will always keep writing as something i treasure. And with this, i temporary rest my case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-3510930897341915870?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/3510930897341915870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=3510930897341915870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/3510930897341915870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/3510930897341915870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/06/habit-of-journalling-now-blogging.html' title='The Habit of Journalling, Now Blogging.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-2571893423383206090</id><published>2009-06-25T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T20:53:01.090-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Jackson.'/><title type='text'>FINAL CURTAIN CALL OF THE MAN IN THE MIRROR</title><content type='html'>According to one of MJ's Defense Counsels: There was naivety in Michael Jackson while he was going through the Case (Child Molestation). He's the most lonely person I've met and dealt with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, will remember an Icon and everything about him. Every fan, is devastated. And the world is grieving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There'll be no other Man in the Mirror to heal the world and rescue the music business with his greatest hits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-2571893423383206090?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/2571893423383206090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=2571893423383206090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/2571893423383206090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/2571893423383206090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/06/final-curtain-call-of-man-in-mirror.html' title='FINAL CURTAIN CALL OF THE MAN IN THE MIRROR'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-5678167380337119299</id><published>2009-06-24T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T18:29:28.722-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wet Expedition.'/><title type='text'>Forecast.</title><content type='html'>When will an accurate weather forecast by PAG-ASA ever become 100% reliable? But its better than having a no weather bureau at all. Will end up with windmills and barometer and sun-dance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so there's typhoon, its June. The season of much talked-about wet escapades. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-5678167380337119299?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/5678167380337119299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=5678167380337119299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/5678167380337119299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/5678167380337119299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/06/forecast.html' title='Forecast.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-6951593994428137289</id><published>2009-06-24T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T00:47:57.806-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health. Safety. Philippines.'/><title type='text'>Irony of the Swine-y.</title><content type='html'>With so much people suffering from the paranoia of being afflicted with the swine virus, hyped publicities about its potential damage if not prevented, has been written. I've read almost all health magazines while cueing in my doctors clinic and all have stories on the 5 W's and 1 H (read what, when, where, who, and why and how?) of the AH1N1 scare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, why not do it with the CON-ASS? Why not talk about the potential damage one gets from being blinded by those juicy, sweet and intellectually stimulating propaganda of our congressmen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because of Charles' query: I had an answer for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What- what is the matter with congress? no more issues to tackle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where? -Where the h*ll are you going to spend the budget left for your rspective districts? granting its their last term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When?- When will you (congressmen) stop being immature, dorks and corrupt?... Read More&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who?- Who are you going to place as President? GMA again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?- Why of all issues, you (congressmen) decided to put CON-ASS at the forefront?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How?- How in the world will the Philippines, our very own, be saved from recession because of this brilliant CONASS thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-6951593994428137289?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/6951593994428137289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=6951593994428137289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/6951593994428137289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/6951593994428137289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/06/irony-of-swine-y.html' title='Irony of the Swine-y.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-5614283018185104483</id><published>2009-06-23T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T06:41:07.418-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kenny Rogers. Mall of Asia. Vios.'/><title type='text'>My work buddies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SkDbQ7izRPI/AAAAAAAABGQ/HceFz8f2d_8/s1600-h/IMAGE_795%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SkDbQ7izRPI/AAAAAAAABGQ/HceFz8f2d_8/s320/IMAGE_795%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350517441224197362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just glad i have good counterparts in my area.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-5614283018185104483?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/5614283018185104483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=5614283018185104483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/5614283018185104483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/5614283018185104483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-work-buddies.html' title='My work buddies.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SkDbQ7izRPI/AAAAAAAABGQ/HceFz8f2d_8/s72-c/IMAGE_795%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-884913262048933960</id><published>2009-06-20T15:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T16:09:01.920-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pasay City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MOA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='L.A.X Superclub'/><title type='text'>Where my party people at?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1q9ProBnI/AAAAAAAABGA/wGkhJcmdr-A/s1600-h/DSC05268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1q9ProBnI/AAAAAAAABGA/wGkhJcmdr-A/s320/DSC05268.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349549532800091762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1q8qehMWI/AAAAAAAABF4/lj3IHmLCJuk/s1600-h/DSC05243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1q8qehMWI/AAAAAAAABF4/lj3IHmLCJuk/s320/DSC05243.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349549522813006178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1q8d0e7NI/AAAAAAAABFw/1L4Gn6ia0xY/s1600-h/DSC05230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1q8d0e7NI/AAAAAAAABFw/1L4Gn6ia0xY/s320/DSC05230.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349549519415471314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1q8DyJxAI/AAAAAAAABFo/Fv4CS-r7Oj4/s1600-h/DSC05222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1q8DyJxAI/AAAAAAAABFo/Fv4CS-r7Oj4/s320/DSC05222.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349549512426374146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1q7-QDvWI/AAAAAAAABFg/_GQB_PDnDfg/s1600-h/DSC05208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1q7-QDvWI/AAAAAAAABFg/_GQB_PDnDfg/s320/DSC05208.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349549510941195618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1ppPQd8lI/AAAAAAAABFY/WjDyI2zeiS4/s1600-h/DSC05277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1ppPQd8lI/AAAAAAAABFY/WjDyI2zeiS4/s320/DSC05277.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349548089577173586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1po5XDEkI/AAAAAAAABFQ/-sagm45OmPU/s1600-h/DSC05235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1po5XDEkI/AAAAAAAABFQ/-sagm45OmPU/s320/DSC05235.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349548083699192386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1posXrETI/AAAAAAAABFI/rEo1RXamj9I/s1600-h/DSC05228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1posXrETI/AAAAAAAABFI/rEo1RXamj9I/s320/DSC05228.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349548080212152626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1poLnGsVI/AAAAAAAABFA/pgpXc0UpvBE/s1600-h/DSC05221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1poLnGsVI/AAAAAAAABFA/pgpXc0UpvBE/s320/DSC05221.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349548071418507602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1pn7hxXpI/AAAAAAAABE4/b0v0A0nrvWc/s1600-h/DSC05210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1pn7hxXpI/AAAAAAAABE4/b0v0A0nrvWc/s320/DSC05210.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349548067101171346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1oSd2jOZI/AAAAAAAABEw/Ed7VrRNDfjw/s1600-h/DSC05269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1oSd2jOZI/AAAAAAAABEw/Ed7VrRNDfjw/s320/DSC05269.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349546598846380434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1oSEiJbbI/AAAAAAAABEo/TlUp65NWAt0/s1600-h/DSC05270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1oSEiJbbI/AAAAAAAABEo/TlUp65NWAt0/s320/DSC05270.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349546592049917362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1oRj9AKOI/AAAAAAAABEg/0LVqGcbFEVc/s1600-h/DSC05225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1oRj9AKOI/AAAAAAAABEg/0LVqGcbFEVc/s320/DSC05225.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349546583304186082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1oRY66-iI/AAAAAAAABEY/GqNZJSJW-KI/s1600-h/DSC05214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1oRY66-iI/AAAAAAAABEY/GqNZJSJW-KI/s320/DSC05214.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349546580342667810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1oRDvY36I/AAAAAAAABEQ/QkoZEjqmD4Y/s1600-h/DSC05204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1oRDvY36I/AAAAAAAABEQ/QkoZEjqmD4Y/s320/DSC05204.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349546574657150882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This long-overdue partying was unexpected, im glad there's L.A.X. After the fun, we are all going to switch to the usual course of business, study mode. But, as always, we study hard, and party harder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-884913262048933960?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/884913262048933960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=884913262048933960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/884913262048933960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/884913262048933960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/06/where-my-party-people-at.html' title='Where my party people at?'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sj1q9ProBnI/AAAAAAAABGA/wGkhJcmdr-A/s72-c/DSC05268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-6220279262171042427</id><published>2009-06-18T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T19:09:23.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fridays.</title><content type='html'>I really don't look forward to Fridays, which is supposed to be the end of the week, which signifies a time to rest and probably take a break from the usual party-deprived life of a working man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just do not feel like saying "Thank God Its Friday." I just don't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-6220279262171042427?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/6220279262171042427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=6220279262171042427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/6220279262171042427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/6220279262171042427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/06/fridays.html' title='Fridays.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-5748585248454923202</id><published>2009-06-16T07:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T08:06:01.491-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ortigas Fly-over. Greenhills. Bonaventure Building.'/><title type='text'>Why traffic can be very entertaining.</title><content type='html'>And so I'm running late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SjetXkcjFoI/AAAAAAAABEA/XZvF97tvBW0/s1600-h/DSC05126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SjetXkcjFoI/AAAAAAAABEA/XZvF97tvBW0/s320/DSC05126.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347933702957766274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were times i wished i am inside that MRT and arrive at my destination on time, but no. This concept has to change, or i will forever be the complaining Juan de la Cruz. I thought to document the "pitt stop" and finally be able to prove, that this is what my country has to offer its productive citizens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SjetXSQDlBI/AAAAAAAABD4/618EE6k-hQg/s1600-h/DSC05174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SjetXSQDlBI/AAAAAAAABD4/618EE6k-hQg/s320/DSC05174.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347933698073531410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SjetXLomwzI/AAAAAAAABDw/XdlYECelndk/s1600-h/DSC05166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SjetXLomwzI/AAAAAAAABDw/XdlYECelndk/s320/DSC05166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347933696297452338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SjeryPtrroI/AAAAAAAABDo/N8TVv-OnLUI/s1600-h/DSC05156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SjeryPtrroI/AAAAAAAABDo/N8TVv-OnLUI/s320/DSC05156.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347931962225700482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sjerx0kXK8I/AAAAAAAABDg/qnRtCPqTWck/s1600-h/DSC05138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sjerx0kXK8I/AAAAAAAABDg/qnRtCPqTWck/s320/DSC05138.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347931954938850242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SjerxgRWU_I/AAAAAAAABDY/ZeD0CG2n6e8/s1600-h/DSC05131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SjerxgRWU_I/AAAAAAAABDY/ZeD0CG2n6e8/s320/DSC05131.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347931949490394098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SjerxB75URI/AAAAAAAABDQ/BmU0jg-iusA/s1600-h/DSC05125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SjerxB75URI/AAAAAAAABDQ/BmU0jg-iusA/s320/DSC05125.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347931941347348754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sjerw5l3X5I/AAAAAAAABDI/09EdtNoan08/s1600-h/DSC05124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sjerw5l3X5I/AAAAAAAABDI/09EdtNoan08/s320/DSC05124.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347931939107463058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such idea to be productive today was prompted by a two-hour bumper to bumper scenario while driving towards the office on a rainy Tuesday. The usual impression whenever someone is indispensable in the middle of some place with plenty of cars in sight is to be bored, uncomfortable, reactive or sleepy. Well, in my case, i chose not to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a given fact that traffic is unacceptable in Metro Manila, that some drivers should be revoked their license for being too reckless or naive about the traffic laws. That being a "road watcher" for an hour or more within the Greater Manila Area is indeed a part and parcel of what constitutes a busy schedule we call our lifestyle. Glad, i have my camera in tow, which makes me think productive than destroy my composure for the day plus the fact that the rain is terrible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such idea changed my life, although in a moment. Still, it changed the way i perceived the inevitable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-5748585248454923202?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/5748585248454923202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=5748585248454923202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/5748585248454923202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/5748585248454923202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-traffic-can-be-very-entertaining.html' title='Why traffic can be very entertaining.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SjetXkcjFoI/AAAAAAAABEA/XZvF97tvBW0/s72-c/DSC05126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-8640704228274095458</id><published>2009-06-15T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T12:17:46.790-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pier I.'/><title type='text'>BLAME IT ON THE A-A-ALCOHOL I.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SjaeSNt7HFI/AAAAAAAABDA/0opD9Yy_mAc/s1600-h/Image127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SjaeSNt7HFI/AAAAAAAABDA/0opD9Yy_mAc/s400/Image127.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347635643306155090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SjaeSGvTHxI/AAAAAAAABC4/uRRJwwT22b8/s1600-h/Image128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SjaeSGvTHxI/AAAAAAAABC4/uRRJwwT22b8/s400/Image128.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347635641432874770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-8640704228274095458?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/8640704228274095458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=8640704228274095458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/8640704228274095458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/8640704228274095458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/06/blame-it-on-a-alcohol-i.html' title='BLAME IT ON THE A-A-ALCOHOL I.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SjaeSNt7HFI/AAAAAAAABDA/0opD9Yy_mAc/s72-c/Image127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-8404789756891617770</id><published>2009-06-12T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T12:40:55.685-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Study table. Books. Water.'/><title type='text'>Breaking Monotony</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SjKvFs-At3I/AAAAAAAABCw/_vC543eB7ls/s1600-h/DSC05122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SjKvFs-At3I/AAAAAAAABCw/_vC543eB7ls/s400/DSC05122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346528220147660658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SjKvFb25IbI/AAAAAAAABCo/dlEeOH7jehc/s1600-h/DSC05123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SjKvFb25IbI/AAAAAAAABCo/dlEeOH7jehc/s400/DSC05123.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346528215554400690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SjKsNaYSzII/AAAAAAAABCg/B3MnsX5XMu4/s1600-h/DSC05118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SjKsNaYSzII/AAAAAAAABCg/B3MnsX5XMu4/s400/DSC05118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346525054061694082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SjKsNEuR8fI/AAAAAAAABCY/8TGB1Lk_1Cw/s1600-h/DSC05117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SjKsNEuR8fI/AAAAAAAABCY/8TGB1Lk_1Cw/s400/DSC05117.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346525048248332786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, the usual set-up of my own study table at home... A desk is not a desk until it is filled with miscellaneous stuff. (Atleast, this is the disorganized part of me showing.) This usual scene happens when midterms is due the next day, or, i am finishing something crucial which needs the biggest concentration left. I wonder if i become an office girl someday, apart from being assigned in the "field", would i be able to maintain a professional desk? Well, that's up for discovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my comfort zones actually, next to Starbucks Powerstation.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-8404789756891617770?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/8404789756891617770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=8404789756891617770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/8404789756891617770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/8404789756891617770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/06/breaking-monotony.html' title='Breaking Monotony'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SjKvFs-At3I/AAAAAAAABCw/_vC543eB7ls/s72-c/DSC05122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-1449689863865473761</id><published>2009-06-12T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T07:11:56.553-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Booklet. Law Books. Fountain Pen.'/><title type='text'>Wishes.</title><content type='html'>I leave everything to God for tomorrow's exam. And Lord, you know my wishes, the ramblings of my heart. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-1449689863865473761?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/1449689863865473761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=1449689863865473761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/1449689863865473761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/1449689863865473761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/06/wishes.html' title='Wishes.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-263726134629867392</id><published>2009-06-11T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T09:53:22.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>psssst.</title><content type='html'>I am missing someone. very much. and you know who you are.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-263726134629867392?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/263726134629867392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=263726134629867392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/263726134629867392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/263726134629867392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/06/psssst.html' title='psssst.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-9066709687887670495</id><published>2009-06-09T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T09:49:13.824-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doll Domination.'/><title type='text'>JAI-HO!</title><content type='html'>My horoscope at Facebook is believable. Well, for some objections, i reserve. I've never been reliant in horoscopes, but i am astounded by the fact that some were literally true. Even if it were generic descriptions of what Libran's are, i still say, we create our own destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The all female/singing group, the Pussycat Dolls has for their number one theme in Slumdog Millionare the song "Jai-ho", which means, "my destiny." The song is a number one hit. We dance to the tune of it. Some disc jockeys would say, it is the gayest song of the year! On the contrary, we can never be certain of what life has to offer, but we can change things about our lives and we may opt to breathe to a fullest extent possible. We can even create our own storyboard. Although, i believe, that LIFE IS BEST PLAYED WITHOUT A SCRIPT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can change the course of things. Like habits, we can overcome them- bad or good. We may try to be somebody for someone and create joy unto the person's life, whichever way we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can remain passive and let things be. We can strive harder to attain a quality life or just remain begging for some allowance from dad. We may become the most cruel human to our fellow beings and then, regret the chance of maintaining peace and harmony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These things, as i see it doesn't fall within what our horoscopes or "kapalaran" say. Or what the "bolang krystal" perceives. No tarot cards/ readings can ever replace man's choices- that is whether we choose the lesser evil or the more justified deed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreso, we cannot blame someone for our misfortunes or misgivings. At the end of the day, it's nothing but us- and our Creator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i see it, let these wordings incorporated in our horoscopes guide us, but never dictate us on what to do next. No luck is as important as hard work, perseverance and prayer. It's giving our best, or make it, in a superlative context, bestest, that makes things possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with this, i now rest my case. Jai-Ho!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-9066709687887670495?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/9066709687887670495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=9066709687887670495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/9066709687887670495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/9066709687887670495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/06/jai-ho.html' title='JAI-HO!'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-2846197848732266294</id><published>2009-06-08T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T19:03:13.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE GUTS</title><content type='html'>I can't believe ERAP still has the nerve to grace a tv show with other public luminaries, sponsored by ANC entitled leadership forum: countdown to 2010 elections held at UP Diliman. I saw the episode last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet, he will, is planning or might run for the presidency once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His is a clear indication of "let bygones be bygones." Now, this is evil. Way too evil. I'm sorry, but i still cannot forgive his omissions and even mortal sins to the Filipino people. Sure, i am one of the many, who will not forget what he has done. Sabihin mo pa na dapat beyond reasonable doubt before we convict him. No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't stand how Filipinos, our "servant " leaders can condone such. I'm thinking of HARAKIRI for him. He should not further add disgrace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haay.. we are literally going to the dogs. Living with scraps and garbage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-2846197848732266294?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/2846197848732266294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=2846197848732266294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/2846197848732266294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/2846197848732266294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/06/guts.html' title='THE GUTS'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-2906136296136868607</id><published>2009-06-08T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T08:14:58.484-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pink page. laptop.'/><title type='text'>AN INVITE TO TWEET!</title><content type='html'>Hello friends! I invite you to my twitter account, check www.twitter.com/cutie_kucil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-2906136296136868607?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/2906136296136868607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=2906136296136868607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/2906136296136868607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/2906136296136868607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/06/invite-to-tweet.html' title='AN INVITE TO TWEET!'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-7795282637028118001</id><published>2009-06-05T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T03:42:07.484-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Masks. Hand Sanitizer.'/><title type='text'>Swine Flu at DLSU in Vito Cruz = less traffic, more alarm for Arellano.</title><content type='html'>And guess what, driving to and from Arellano and passing through Vito Cruz was a relief, for a driver, like me. La Salle Taft is like a ghost-town and with students all over the place kicking off from its tri-semester program, its very unusual to see a clean and less polluted Vito Cruz (read less cars parked under a hazard mode, jitneys scattered and pedestrians causing security to pause traffic.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my doubts whenever i think of photocopying at the nearby establishments under the LRT station, beginning today. I am saddened by the fact that i, too must observe double precautionary measures while traversing that area. (Think twice about going to Starbucks V. Cruz, a drive-thru at MCdo, or a breakfast at Tapaking.) But again, no amount of relief must be felt since Arellano, too, must be vigilant about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, Swine Flu is also at Makati Medical Center and some Medical Representatives were forced to go home early for fear. San Lazaro Hospital and Jose Rizal Memorial Medical Center have admissions too. I am just glad that my two hospitals, San Juan de Dios and Manila Adventist Medical Center have not reported on scary swine incidents yet. Emphasis on the "yet" part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am unable to respond immediately when people asks me if Arellano will suspend classes or postpone it to a latter date, but a reassurance from the school's administration that it will not. Save ofcourse, if some student would go public that he or she is down with the "FLU".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, students in AUSL must not panic. Lessen contact with various people, and read, other than our must-read law books, public advisories on the AH1N1 virus as well as the symptoms that go with it. I hope this blog could help pacify some queries. That's about it, i hope i am not to blog about informing people of what we do not want to happen next. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if i may add, the drama here is "panic you lose." :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-7795282637028118001?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/7795282637028118001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=7795282637028118001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/7795282637028118001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/7795282637028118001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/06/swine-flu-at-dlsu-in-vito-cruz-less.html' title='Swine Flu at DLSU in Vito Cruz = less traffic, more alarm for Arellano.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-2101180008244763903</id><published>2009-06-03T08:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T08:50:42.056-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rihanna.'/><title type='text'>HATIN' ON THE CLUB!</title><content type='html'>Just when photos of friends would always show their fun times inside a resto/ bar or club, i would just S-I-G-H and tell myself, oh well, time has never given me enough to go clubbin'. But, on the brighter side of everything, i have my time on something more that requires my cerebrum to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it, so much for being a party girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-2101180008244763903?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/2101180008244763903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=2101180008244763903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/2101180008244763903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/2101180008244763903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/06/hatin-on-club.html' title='HATIN&apos; ON THE CLUB!'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-60478346128887455</id><published>2009-06-02T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T10:38:50.914-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tadic. ICT.'/><title type='text'>Drive.</title><content type='html'>I bet i need more readings on International Humanitarian Law. Its something addictive. Something worth being passionate about. More luck. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-60478346128887455?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/60478346128887455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=60478346128887455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/60478346128887455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/60478346128887455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/06/drive.html' title='Drive.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-5260118244739346076</id><published>2009-05-30T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T09:19:46.372-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ticket.'/><title type='text'>LIGHT RAIL TRANSIT</title><content type='html'>Just when i thought i could qualify as a race car driver for getting to some of my routinary destinations on time or in a fast pace, i was mistaken. I can never underestimate the power of Philippines' very own, Light Rail Transit known to a common man as the LRT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special mention to the not so rusty railings of the faster means of transportation our country has and the uneven railtracks, Filipino commuters would not mind since it has been a way of life. And my question is, has the government thought of actually overhauling the railroad system of this country? The one which has a Manila to Bicol destination. The one which exposes those who cannot afford a plane or bus fare, to an inevitable harm. Try driving along the stretch of Osmena highway, moreso, the major road we call the South Superhighway and you'll see amidst the high-rise wall with the attempt to camouflage the community of squatters aka "Home Along The Riles" that indeed there's so much to do. Some of which includes to ensure safety of cars passing across the railroad through visible warning signs and a concrete boom to inform incoming vehicles that a train is approaching. Oh well, i do not see bullet trains coming for the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LRT is the topic of my blog today since i was very amused of the 20-minute commuting I've had from school to Metropolitan Hospital in Bambang to implement Blitz among the doctors of my area mate.As i was rushing to be at school on time, LRT saved me. Good decision to leave the car at the school's parking lot. I saved energy (fuel) and the strength to survive one hectic day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More people from advanced countries or nationalized industries should give premium on how to improve the means of transport in a country flooded with fly-overs. Or else, we'll forever be stuck in traffic and wait until we progress, should i say, for this country to progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-5260118244739346076?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/5260118244739346076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=5260118244739346076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/5260118244739346076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/5260118244739346076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/05/light-rail-transit.html' title='LIGHT RAIL TRANSIT'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-4093250609141193623</id><published>2009-05-27T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T10:31:42.257-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cruiser in Cappucino and Chocolate.'/><title type='text'>BLAME IT ON THE A-A-ALCOHOL.</title><content type='html'>When Jamie Foxx performed on Ellen Degeneres show i thought the dance made him look quite young and yes! sexy! His music and song Blame it on the Alcohol actually relieves me of any stress whenever i am driving. I'm no drunkard but, his novelty song placed alcohol in a level of causing people to do something- regrettable at the end of the day, which, somehow made me think- where is the control anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of alcohol, i thought a Vodka Cruiser is fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-4093250609141193623?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/4093250609141193623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=4093250609141193623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/4093250609141193623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/4093250609141193623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/05/blame-it-on-a-alcohol.html' title='BLAME IT ON THE A-A-ALCOHOL.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-8863184719404633304</id><published>2009-05-27T03:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T03:18:39.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Syndrome.</title><content type='html'>Now im speechless.&lt;br /&gt;Over the edge and just breathless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-8863184719404633304?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/8863184719404633304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=8863184719404633304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/8863184719404633304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/8863184719404633304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/05/syndrome.html' title='Syndrome.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-7600692428729384213</id><published>2009-05-22T03:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T03:15:35.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIX YOU.</title><content type='html'>Stuck in reverse. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-7600692428729384213?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/7600692428729384213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=7600692428729384213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/7600692428729384213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/7600692428729384213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/05/fix-you.html' title='FIX YOU.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-7333797396938781398</id><published>2009-05-21T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T01:47:37.631-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Network. Communications. Debate.'/><title type='text'>SUPERFICIAL- That's all i can say!</title><content type='html'>I accompanied the Arellano Team for the season II Square-Off CVC Law Debates and i have yet to see myself more angry than i was last night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been the most unreasonable woman on earth, in fact, as a debater, we are to look at both sides effectively and weigh everything, in order to anticipate any possible argument which will leave us dumbfounded. But, no, not until this receptionist in Tower II, ABS-CBN refused us entrance to the ANC studio for lack of I.Ds or passes. The more kawawa of all is that, she recommended us to walk towards another gate to secure those darn passes! Still, i collected the ID's of those with me. (i mumbled, what's happening?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dismay, i told the receptionist, "Mam, the invitation to this debate required us to bring at least ten (10) audience members and we complied. Now you're saying that we can't pass thru this gate because the id's are not enough?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she said, "Di po kasi kami nasabihan na marami kayo." For heaven's sake, why don't you call the coordinator and ask her to fetch us instead, i insisted. And so a call was made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After, i was again told, "mam di po kayo masusundo dahil malayo daw po dito, dun nalng daw po kau sa kabila talaga." With my voice one pitch higher, i uttered, "Magpapaguest-guest kayo dito tapos di niyo man lang maalagaan mga bisita ninyo, anu bang klaseng sistema meron kayo, kung alam lang namin na madedelay kami dito, sana di nlng kami nagpunta!" and it was already quarter to seven, and i know that the three debaters should at least be prepping up at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i said, "mam, di ko na pipilitin na lahat kami makapasok, pero can you please extend the same courtesy kahit sa tatlong debaters namin, they're going to be late!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lacking the discretion, the receptionist again called Faiqah, the supposed ANC coordinator (read coordinator) to make paalam. Then, she gave the three debaters a go signal to enter, (including Vanessa- an Arellano student who has a talent for make-up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so with some of the Forensic boys with me, we walked to Esguerra Gate. (Argh! in my stilettos!) "Then i thought, what the heck! i'm going to Starbucks for some refreshment, di ko kinaya and drama ng lola mo!" While some went to the studio itself, Me, Emjae and JP found our way to Starbucks and to meet Patty and Khalid as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While cooling off my fury, i prayed na lang instead, Patty's prayers resounded inside my head the night before the competition, for the Lord to grant us the strength to face things we cannot change. Overall, I'm satisfied with how the debaters gave a good showing in the elimination rounds, although we lost, we felt, more than winners. Everybody, did their part and for that i am proud to have witnessed the transformation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to write about this if i felt ABS-CBN gave the much needed courtesy for its visitors. In fact, they're the ones who invited us to be there anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than ever, i look forward to the International Humanitarian Law Cup! Viewers minus a judges' prejudice knows who prepared and argued well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wholeheartedly accepted the defeat, but ABS-CBN's attitude towards its "student-guests" should be changed! We weren't there to win some WOWOWEE prize or to apply for a job neither are we there to plug or promote something for the school, we were there upon their invitation and at least, to defend the crown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABS-CBN's claim of being a "KAPAMILYA" is very very very superficial. Yes,they're family to those who are wealthy or prominent in this society, but they are otherwise to those who still have to prove themselves- students like us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-7333797396938781398?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/7333797396938781398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=7333797396938781398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/7333797396938781398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/7333797396938781398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/05/superficial-thats-all-i-can-say.html' title='SUPERFICIAL- That&apos;s all i can say!'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-1585936119045641565</id><published>2009-05-16T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T07:33:28.433-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arellano University School of Law'/><title type='text'>Bonding with AUSL Student Leaders. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sg7Njx0AW-I/AAAAAAAABCQ/O-G3e8ZgXYY/s1600-h/DSC04977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sg7Njx0AW-I/AAAAAAAABCQ/O-G3e8ZgXYY/s400/DSC04977.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336428623031196642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sg7NjlgO5PI/AAAAAAAABCI/p_AInWkKbXM/s1600-h/DSC04963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sg7NjlgO5PI/AAAAAAAABCI/p_AInWkKbXM/s400/DSC04963.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336428619727037682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sg7Nju7B4mI/AAAAAAAABCA/Svs20ZxqLRA/s1600-h/DSC04962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sg7Nju7B4mI/AAAAAAAABCA/Svs20ZxqLRA/s400/DSC04962.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336428622255350370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sg7NjeeHymI/AAAAAAAABB4/T8mFMUe4XD0/s1600-h/DSC04960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sg7NjeeHymI/AAAAAAAABB4/T8mFMUe4XD0/s400/DSC04960.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336428617839135330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sg7NjOTUKDI/AAAAAAAABBw/0oB8X09e_Bw/s1600-h/DSC04950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sg7NjOTUKDI/AAAAAAAABBw/0oB8X09e_Bw/s400/DSC04950.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336428613498841138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, its eating up most of my time for almost everything, but its fun! It's something that i do for the school and ultimately for the bar candidates. My version of paying it forward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-1585936119045641565?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/1585936119045641565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=1585936119045641565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/1585936119045641565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/1585936119045641565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/05/bonding-with-ausl-student-leaders.html' title='Bonding with AUSL Student Leaders. :)'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sg7Njx0AW-I/AAAAAAAABCQ/O-G3e8ZgXYY/s72-c/DSC04977.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-2498822011456052070</id><published>2009-05-13T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T07:48:48.081-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in 2 it. loreal. hair.'/><title type='text'>JUST WHEN I LEARNED THE BEAUTY OF MAKE-UP.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SgrPiOkPRKI/AAAAAAAABBo/roViWZIE8OQ/s1600-h/DSC04837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SgrPiOkPRKI/AAAAAAAABBo/roViWZIE8OQ/s400/DSC04837.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335304895506367650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SgrPiM7ON0I/AAAAAAAABBg/3Qx8z4enaGw/s1600-h/DSC04830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 391px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SgrPiM7ON0I/AAAAAAAABBg/3Qx8z4enaGw/s400/DSC04830.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335304895065896770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SgrPh6hxemI/AAAAAAAABBY/POBy95aUhNo/s1600-h/DSC04821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 396px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SgrPh6hxemI/AAAAAAAABBY/POBy95aUhNo/s400/DSC04821.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335304890127317602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SgrPht3qY3I/AAAAAAAABBQ/PNjI5O2_B4U/s1600-h/DSC04808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SgrPht3qY3I/AAAAAAAABBQ/PNjI5O2_B4U/s400/DSC04808.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335304886729466738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SgrPhZIbcDI/AAAAAAAABBI/NQO6VSet1JQ/s1600-h/DSC04806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SgrPhZIbcDI/AAAAAAAABBI/NQO6VSet1JQ/s400/DSC04806.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335304881162645554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream come true came in a jiffy for a crash course on cosmetology. I've really been hoping to learn about this side of vanity. What is wanting is the time but the drive is there. Sometimes, when things wouldn't work out as it is supposed to be, the only warm body that i can count on is the very same person who felt defeated, frustrated and stressed- me. (Well, given the fact that love ones will never leave.)So why bury oneself over some things that cannot make us happy, when we can do something to make us feel better. (The slightest consolation we can give to ourselves.) The sad part about life is that it only gives us little time to make the most out of it. Then, we grow old, decay, decompose... we die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SgqtnYOcamI/AAAAAAAABBA/m1MCgC-sYec/s1600-h/DSC04802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SgqtnYOcamI/AAAAAAAABBA/m1MCgC-sYec/s400/DSC04802.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335267600603310690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SgqtnDIV0NI/AAAAAAAABA4/g_B4e2hpyDg/s1600-h/DSC04797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SgqtnDIV0NI/AAAAAAAABA4/g_B4e2hpyDg/s400/DSC04797.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335267594940567762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sgqtm6KE_BI/AAAAAAAABAw/nuh6Ch4TtAE/s1600-h/DSC04790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SgqpymZPnyI/AAAAAAAAA_4/M2kCMPhz6u0/s400/i+like+the+most.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335263395338755874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SgqpyRhAf8I/AAAAAAAAA_w/cZeO6D-ioEw/s1600-h/DSC04772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SgqpyRhAf8I/AAAAAAAAA_w/cZeO6D-ioEw/s400/DSC04772.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335263389734174658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The product&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-2498822011456052070?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/2498822011456052070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=2498822011456052070' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/2498822011456052070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/2498822011456052070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-when-i-learned-beauty-of-make-up.html' title='JUST WHEN I LEARNED THE BEAUTY OF MAKE-UP.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SgrPiOkPRKI/AAAAAAAABBo/roViWZIE8OQ/s72-c/DSC04837.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-4477694478079014894</id><published>2009-05-11T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T23:32:33.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>POUND FOR POUND TRAFFIC</title><content type='html'>Just when Manny Pacquiao was too eager to be welcomed by hundreds of Filipino spectators, he risked our lives by actually disobeying the health advisory of the World Health Organization, the Philippine government and other concerned and responsible citizens (that is to delay his trip back to our country amidst possibilities of bringing in the swine flu virus and if ever, quarantine himself along with his team, and refrain from making handshakes, beso-beso and other "hospitable" gestures once he's arrived at the airport.) But all of them, he refused to obey saying that thermal scanners did not reveal any symptoms of said virus on his person and the rest of his entourage. What the heck! Health experts say that it takes 5 days for one to exhibit signs of the deadly virus. Precisely, the need to be quarantined. Haay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, he's here. Today, he's caused tremendous traffic through his motorcade within the important areas in Metro Manila. I was one of the drivers caught in a bumper to bumper traffic and i never saw him pass by. Anyway, i have written previously on my blog about his congressional bid, and this one, i won't ever doubt he'd risk for another try (he lost once.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was proud of Manny when he has beaten (constantly by T.K.O) international contenders to a pulp, but on this health issue, i'm saddened by his gross disobedience. Probably, he thought he can violate or do away with regulations, since he's a boxing god, a superstar, a champion of all time. Unlike us, mere citizens or spectators, who are expected to take caution of all possibilities of being affected by the swine epidemic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as you said Manny, it's all "trabaho lang, walang personalan."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-4477694478079014894?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/4477694478079014894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=4477694478079014894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/4477694478079014894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/4477694478079014894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/05/pound-for-pound-traffic.html' title='POUND FOR POUND TRAFFIC'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-5563666371328044813</id><published>2009-05-10T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T07:22:46.469-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OATH.'/><title type='text'>COMMITMENT 101</title><content type='html'>When we pledge to do something, do we really mean it? Are we really ready to sacrifice some things? If this is so, then such commitment should be translated into action. Whatever is necessary out of that commitment, we should really do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-5563666371328044813?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/5563666371328044813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=5563666371328044813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/5563666371328044813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/5563666371328044813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/05/commitment-101.html' title='COMMITMENT 101'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-1091048565955826420</id><published>2009-05-10T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T07:21:04.278-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nivea.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coppertone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPF 20'/><title type='text'>SUNSCREEN (Lyrics to live by)</title><content type='html'>Next to Desiderata...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by&lt;br /&gt;scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable&lt;br /&gt;than my own meandering experience…I will dispense this advice now.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; &lt;br /&gt;you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth &lt;br /&gt;until they have faded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and&lt;br /&gt;recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before&lt;br /&gt;you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you&lt;br /&gt;imagine. Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that &lt;br /&gt;worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by &lt;br /&gt;chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that&lt;br /&gt;never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm&lt;br /&gt;on some idle Tuesday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do one thing everyday that scares you Sing Don’t be reckless &lt;br /&gt;with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.&lt;br /&gt;Floss. Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes&lt;br /&gt;you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with&lt;br /&gt;yourself. Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you&lt;br /&gt;succeed in doing this, tell me how. Keep your old love letters, throw away &lt;br /&gt;your old bank statements. Stretch Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what &lt;br /&gt;you want to do with your life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know &lt;br /&gt;at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year&lt;br /&gt;olds I know still don’t. Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees, &lt;br /&gt;you’ll miss them when they’re gone. Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, &lt;br /&gt;maybe you’ll have children,maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, &lt;br /&gt;maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…&lt;br /&gt;what ever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your&lt;br /&gt;choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your body,use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people&lt;br /&gt;think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own.. Dance…even if you have&lt;br /&gt;nowhere to do it but in your own living room. Read the directions,&lt;br /&gt;even if you don’t follow them. Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only&lt;br /&gt;make you feel ugly.Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for&lt;br /&gt;good. Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the&lt;br /&gt;people most likely to stick with you in the future. Understand that friends come and go,&lt;br /&gt;but for the precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in&lt;br /&gt;geography and lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you&lt;br /&gt;knew when you were young. Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes&lt;br /&gt;you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will&lt;br /&gt;philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize&lt;br /&gt;that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were&lt;br /&gt;noble and children respected their elders. Respect your elders. &lt;br /&gt;Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,&lt;br /&gt;maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one&lt;br /&gt;might run out. Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will&lt;br /&gt;look 85. Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who&lt;br /&gt;supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of&lt;br /&gt;fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the&lt;br /&gt;ugly parts and recycling it for more than&lt;br /&gt;it’s worth. But trust me on the sunscreen…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-1091048565955826420?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/1091048565955826420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=1091048565955826420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/1091048565955826420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/1091048565955826420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/05/sunscreen-lyrics-to-live-by.html' title='SUNSCREEN (Lyrics to live by)'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-1909877232051947413</id><published>2009-05-10T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T07:10:27.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>POTTY TRAINER.</title><content type='html'>Just when i have received around 20 messages today reminding me how Sunday is truly devoted to mothers, then congratulating me for a job well done on Rayah this early, i suddenly realized how this society really put premium on women's child bearing capacity as well as surrogate role for others. True enough, rearing kids are difficult, coupled with the dilemma that today's age may not be ours, that we may not fit in to the demands of this society. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very overwhelming to note that a young mom as i am, i have quite learned from raising a bibbo kid. When i was pregnant, i was too scared to actually portray the "disciplinarian kind of parent" since i recall how i pity my schoolmates then, for having such strict parents. I boo my friends for not being able to experience growing up with bruises all over, for not being able to join overnight camps and even to the point of commuting. I saw how hard it was for them to challenge the "status quo" and impose on their parents to relax the "house rules."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, the scary thought enabled me to overcome the fear of spanking and raising my voice. But this is how kids should learn- if it equates to being hard but reasonable and eventually not spoiling them. I recall the first time i got mad at Raya, i saw her cheeks trembling in fear, if she could just blab, "Ma, you really got a temper!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motherhood, as any other job, does not give us the option of resignation when we are too exhausted, neither, does it compensate us, even, reasonable per diems for rendering extraordinary work in the household.Tough job, but God saw us, as the most capable specie to bring light unto the lives of our little treasures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, i end this day- my day, as i claim it, with thanksgiving and pride. No matter how things can be silly and unbearable, we still look forward to having that bond with our onesies. We call it rejuvenation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-1909877232051947413?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/1909877232051947413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=1909877232051947413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/1909877232051947413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/1909877232051947413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/05/potty-trainer.html' title='POTTY TRAINER.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-4226879880165538946</id><published>2009-05-06T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T08:16:19.284-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rain. Fettucine.'/><title type='text'>Faith in the investment climate of our country.</title><content type='html'>I am lucky to have braved the heavy downpour this morning (despite the number coding scheme) to attend a lecture-forum on Recent Developments in International Investments Law featuring a world-renowned expert in International Laws Prof. Dr. Dr. Rudolf Dolzer (heavy credentials, indeed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the prestigious Asian Institute of Management as venue, the flooded streets of Makati weren't a big deal for me and Charles, even if we were the only Arellano students among the Ateneo and UP schools and other Asian delegates in attendance aside from the carefully selected associates of high-end law firms like ACCRA, SGV etc. and the government representative, Board of Investments (thanks for the correction.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Dolzer gave a brief lecture on how law advocates should carefully address the concepts in international law such as the Most Favored Nation (MFN) clause which applies to all substantial guaranties. Dr. Dolzer treated MFN as a most controversial subject now in treaties. He also tackled treaties with arbitration clauses and its relevance, as well as crucial concepts on International Investments. He stressed that any treaty containing a fair and equitable clause is central in dealing with foreign investors. Also, as with any other dealings, good faith is an essential element.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was able to give a bird's eyeview of what kind of investment climate we are in. Fortunately for us, in the Philippines, he said that we are somehow stable, unlike Germany and Japan, among others, whose economy is experiencing sudden collapse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UP Dean, who i look up to very well, Dean Marivic Leonen gave a brilliant clarification on whether the changes in the Philippine Constitution following the CHACHA, which strengthens foreign ownership and land utilization would affect investments and soon, the condition of our economy. Dr. Dolzer said that if we will open up that aspect to foreign investors and exploit the land and natural resources of our country, we might want to look or review once again the NAFTA (Metalclad case) or the recent Methonex case. The jurisprudence explains although indirectly the impact CHACHA amendments will have on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i am back to my usual work in the hospital. But i feel so lucky to have been part of this Dolzer lecture. If only law students will hear him speak and read his works, no kind of law firm or even a foundation can bring such a brilliant speaker in Dr. Dolzer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-4226879880165538946?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/4226879880165538946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=4226879880165538946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/4226879880165538946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/4226879880165538946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/05/faith-in-investment-climate-of-our.html' title='Faith in the investment climate of our country.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-3868094303653031107</id><published>2009-05-05T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T23:53:48.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile.</title><content type='html'>If people will at least strive to be happy, i think this will be the most suitable place to live in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-3868094303653031107?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/3868094303653031107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=3868094303653031107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/3868094303653031107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/3868094303653031107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/05/smile.html' title='Smile.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-2058335799827457907</id><published>2009-05-01T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T01:49:42.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINDING NEMO a.k.a Oceanarium visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sfq3ZLBtGzI/AAAAAAAAA_o/rzLRvodJ_Sg/s1600-h/DSC04718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sfq3ZLBtGzI/AAAAAAAAA_o/rzLRvodJ_Sg/s400/DSC04718.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330774752030956338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sfq3Y379OsI/AAAAAAAAA_g/iSp_YA5z3j8/s1600-h/DSC04727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sfq3Y379OsI/AAAAAAAAA_g/iSp_YA5z3j8/s400/DSC04727.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330774746906573506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sfq3Yjc3BUI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/BTp420Uq2sU/s1600-h/DSC04746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sfq3Yjc3BUI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/BTp420Uq2sU/s400/DSC04746.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330774741407434050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sfq3YcBXrLI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/RrAXz99Kzh4/s1600-h/DSC04738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sfq3YcBXrLI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/RrAXz99Kzh4/s400/DSC04738.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330774739413085362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sfq3YDylGUI/AAAAAAAAA_I/gWRf9HVLd7A/s1600-h/DSC04732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sfq3YDylGUI/AAAAAAAAA_I/gWRf9HVLd7A/s400/DSC04732.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330774732908599618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Celebration after one tito of mine passed the 2008 Bar Exams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SfqyTRttAEI/AAAAAAAAA_A/LvBzDhCsWbk/s1600-h/DSC04743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SfqyTRttAEI/AAAAAAAAA_A/LvBzDhCsWbk/s400/DSC04743.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330769153188757570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SfqyTPYrUzI/AAAAAAAAA-4/eBYR67KO9Ew/s1600-h/DSC04725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Thinner. Eraser. Water.'/><title type='text'>CLUMSY</title><content type='html'>I am, admittedly a clumsy chick. I easily dirty my clothes and spill it with even the tiniest droplet of liquid either from a soda can or just from any drinking bottle. I must say, this is an uncontrollable habit of mine. Like any other kid, i lack the foresight on this one. Like if i eat a hotdog sandwich with mustard on it or a Shawarma with garlic sauce, i would again leave a stain on my shirt and loiter around like a baby without a bib after a meal. Or like if i order a coffee, i would immediately sip on it and forget that its extremely hot and live a busy day with an "burnt" tongue. Or if i am carrying a Filofax or papers inside a folder, i would drop pieces of paper or even a post-it and unknowingly wait for someone to pick said papers and hand it to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clumsiness makes me feel that i was born really with some childish act to portray even to the extent of reminding me that amidst the pressures, we can always look back at the funny things about life. It is something which, bothers and irritates me as well, but somehow gives me the sense of taking precaution every time i do, or touch something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like when making real decisions in life, one mistake sometimes is a game over. I thought, i must not be those who will always say "ang pagsisisi ay nasa huli."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Truly, the stains in our life should not lead us to a dead-end but rather to keep us vigilant on every decision we do and its consequences.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stains can be washable or leave a permanent mark on our clothes or things. It's also like life, we reconcile with people we've hurt, we rebuild friendship and learn from the mistakes of the past. But there are also things in life that no amount of "thinner" can erase and those are the things which makes us stronger and wiser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, i always keep my guard on whenever i am wearing something formal, and to never ever do anything clumsy or else, i am certain, my day will end up a total disaster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-6479827165577756391?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/6479827165577756391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=6479827165577756391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/6479827165577756391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/6479827165577756391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/04/clumsy.html' title='CLUMSY'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-3572244405512862142</id><published>2009-04-20T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T03:38:38.323-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discipline 101'/><title type='text'>Learning Discipline.</title><content type='html'>If people today would not care less about changing themselves, then the time has come for us to expect nothing. Bad habits bring us decay and stagnation. Controlling the thirst to do something humanly exciting may actually harm us, morally. There is a saying "mahirap na putulin ang sungay pagmatanda na." True enough, we may be stubborn on some things which will make us break the innermost of ourselves. We may not imbibe righteousness if we start looking for the easiest way out. Starting from finding time to focus on something, to study habits to supressing the urge to do something wrong. We begin our day with an end in mind, hoping that we start it right and improve things to our advantage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids today should learn discipline, the hard way. Likewise, it requires mature people to do the hardest part- to re-learn discipline.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-3572244405512862142?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/3572244405512862142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=3572244405512862142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/3572244405512862142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/3572244405512862142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/04/learning-discipline.html' title='Learning Discipline.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-6187961804169365399</id><published>2009-04-18T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T03:22:40.022-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exhaust Fan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Airconditioner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trees.'/><title type='text'>HEAT</title><content type='html'>And so i thought this country needs a gigantic exhaust fan. It is so hot and yet i am not certain if the air above, beside or even around us circulates properly. I can just sense the evil effects of global warming. Rather than hitting the beach for a splash, i thought, it's a better time to catch up on missed readings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly, it's one sizzling hot month!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-6187961804169365399?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/6187961804169365399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=6187961804169365399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/6187961804169365399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/6187961804169365399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/04/heat.html' title='HEAT'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-3890330170504493849</id><published>2009-04-11T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T08:05:21.391-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slex.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Batangas. Petron'/><title type='text'>What The Lenten Season Means To Us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SeCxjNMztTI/AAAAAAAAA9w/FNlXZUdr6OU/s1600-h/DSC04473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SeCxjNMztTI/AAAAAAAAA9w/FNlXZUdr6OU/s400/DSC04473.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323449977948845362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SeCxi_9DFLI/AAAAAAAAA9o/zlkKOPY4_AE/s1600-h/DSC04461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SeCxi_9DFLI/AAAAAAAAA9o/zlkKOPY4_AE/s400/DSC04461.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323449974393083058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SeCxig03zVI/AAAAAAAAA9g/afxxWcGv0Uo/s1600-h/DSC04457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SeCxig03zVI/AAAAAAAAA9g/afxxWcGv0Uo/s400/DSC04457.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323449966037290322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SeCxiXHadzI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/9YjZvKFuo8k/s1600-h/DSC04454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SeCxiXHadzI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/9YjZvKFuo8k/s400/DSC04454.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323449963430704946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SeCxhKV_czI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/xGaWpGT2bHU/s1600-h/DSC04452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SeCxhKV_czI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/xGaWpGT2bHU/s400/DSC04452.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323449942822318898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SeCuFQw_eiI/AAAAAAAAA9I/q3TivUnTFy8/s1600-h/DSC04432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SeCuFQw_eiI/AAAAAAAAA9I/q3TivUnTFy8/s400/DSC04432.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323446164974959138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SeCuFEgeZuI/AAAAAAAAA9A/5ZdgzZ2tgLg/s1600-h/DSC04428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SeCuFEgeZuI/AAAAAAAAA9A/5ZdgzZ2tgLg/s400/DSC04428.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323446161684457186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SeCuE2lDMpI/AAAAAAAAA84/E9Yx9Eggqvw/s1600-h/DSC04423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SeCuE2lDMpI/AAAAAAAAA84/E9Yx9Eggqvw/s400/DSC04423.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323446157945549458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SeCuEvuiF7I/AAAAAAAAA8w/KvciKrhvTTY/s1600-h/DSC04422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SeCuEvuiF7I/AAAAAAAAA8w/KvciKrhvTTY/s400/DSC04422.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323446156106274738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SeCuEVM-2ZI/AAAAAAAAA8o/_GLTF1Bdu0g/s1600-h/DSC04416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SeCuEVM-2ZI/AAAAAAAAA8o/_GLTF1Bdu0g/s400/DSC04416.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323446148986231186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photos speak for itself. It's a time to be with family. To nurture relationships and move as one. To be thankful for everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-3890330170504493849?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/3890330170504493849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=3890330170504493849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/3890330170504493849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/3890330170504493849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-lenten-season-means-to-us.html' title='What The Lenten Season Means To Us.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SeCxjNMztTI/AAAAAAAAA9w/FNlXZUdr6OU/s72-c/DSC04473.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-1874256504771974957</id><published>2009-04-08T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T07:24:57.399-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yellow Pad. Legazpi Setting.'/><title type='text'>THE MOST PRECIOUS LETTER.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SeCoGGdt1lI/AAAAAAAAA8g/5A_avp1trDk/s1600-h/DSC04389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SeCoGGdt1lI/AAAAAAAAA8g/5A_avp1trDk/s400/DSC04389.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323439582319859282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SeCoF6m1RWI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/okFAwxRE04Y/s1600-h/DSC04387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SeCoF6m1RWI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/okFAwxRE04Y/s400/DSC04387.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323439579136869730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Originally from my Facebook blog.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i do not opt for a spectacular vacation this holy week, i thought it's one of the many moments given to me to actually ponder on the things that has happened and to finally thank God for all the blessings he has given this far. Truly, he has done a lot of marvelous things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was sorting out stuff for our house transfer, i came across some of my past belongings, including a letter from mom. I smiled at the mere sight of a crisp yellow paper with cursive writings on red ink. Soon enough plenty realizations rushed in. Being a mother of a toddler, i suddenly remembered how things changed for the past 9 years and now, remains a challenge on how i will guide my daughter at this day and age. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it's personal, i decided to share this with young parents and single ladies as well. One of the many dilemma a parent may face as regards handling teenagers. Since it is holy week, i am re-typing the letter since this is a time to really see things in a better perspective for myself and to actually preserve the wisdom incorporated on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so goes the letter by Ma. Arlene N. Jacob-Cortez' to a 15 year-old Rochelle Marie Jacob Cortez. (No edits made.) Also note the exclamation marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Rochelle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm mad at you!!! Before you came at 9:30 this evening, i was hell worried about you! Every parent will really worry especially if a daughter is still out of the house during night time. Besides, the rain comes on and off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you came home. I was happy because, i thought you were home already. You came home because your blouse is WET. What happened? Where have you been? I thought you were just inside the Astrodome. I need your explanation!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, you had my permission for this Saturday affair. But going home very late is no joke already- 9:30 is still ok, but to leave again and be home very late is something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rochelle, you think i can sleep soundly?? Of course not! I will be waiting for you and praying for your safety. Also Rochelle, when you're not home yet at 6:00pm, especially during school-days, i always get butterflies in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please understand Rochelle that I love you very much. Times are hard now and crimes are rampant. Drugs (pushers and users) are on the rise and i don't want you to be a VICTIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out often, esp. at night, exposes you to such things. As much as possible Rochelle, i want to PROTECT you from all the evils of the world, because i care about you. But how can i do these things when it causes friction between us? Whenever i reprimand you or give you pieces of advice, you sometimes take it against me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to spread your wings but your wings are still too FRAGILE. You're only 15 my dear!! Temptations abound and it would be better for you to avoid such situations. "It is better to avoid temptation, than to face one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please avoid going out especially when it is dark already. (Well, when you have a practice, that is an exemption!!!) Choose your friends/ companions very WISELY. They should be God-loving and fearing. If they have these qualities, they will be afraid to commit SINS- for it will hurt God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rochelle, you are a very intelligent and witty young lady. It is in your hands to steer your life to goodness. Parents are here on earth to guide you and mold you. It is up to you to take it, be grateful or to just shrug it off. You have your own free will. I just hope and pray that you will take the road to goodness and holiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S&lt;br /&gt;I am not angry anymore!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i posted this, i called up mom to say how i really miss her. And ended the call with the words, "Thanks for being the greatest mom."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-1874256504771974957?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/1874256504771974957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=1874256504771974957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/1874256504771974957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/1874256504771974957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/04/most-precious-letter.html' title='THE MOST PRECIOUS LETTER.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SeCoGGdt1lI/AAAAAAAAA8g/5A_avp1trDk/s72-c/DSC04389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-5954557130079060886</id><published>2009-04-06T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T07:55:33.411-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Human Rights. Red Cross. Terrorists.'/><title type='text'>ICRC AND GMA'S ABUSE OF PARDONING POWER.</title><content type='html'>While we are on the look-out for whatever happened to the Abu Sayyaf hostages, we feel that this government should do something to actually eradicate this "come-and-go problem." It has already been years since we've become a haven of terrorists and yet we still sleep soundly amidst a shocking revelation of this bandits. I am ashamed of what this government have failed to do. No wonder, we are literally going to the dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a big supporter of the Philippine Red Cross and the International Committee of the Red Cross while in college, and the International Humanitarian Law now in law school through the Moot Court Competitions i have attended. I have advocated even joining the PNRC's advance survival team in swimming in Legazpi City to be of service to the community since i thought i cannot donate money or even give something i do not have then like the sons and daughters of politicians in our locality. I thought joining the rescue team would help a lot because i am "chicken" to participate in any of their blood-letting program (since i fear needles a lot.) Yet, I continued with such advocacy. Something which is not obligatory. Something that will teach us to give back to our country something worth the time of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so when i learned how these bunch of losers threatened to behead one of the hostages if the military got too close to their lair, i honestly felt betrayed. I felt that all my concepts of giving back something in the aspect of volunteerism are all wiped out in exchange for a shameful act of one senseless act of violence, as Senator Richard Gordon puts it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These three people, Swiss Andreas Notter, Italian Eugenio Vagni and Filipino Mary Jean Lacaba – all volunteers of the International Committee of the Red Cross (ICRC), are living fair and square (READ: VOLUNTEERS.) They do not deserve evil! We do not deserve evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the government is preserving the security and good of the majority (as people in the echelons of the government believe it to be), we have failed to secure the freedom of these three. We have never showed that we, too, can protect individuals whose lives are at risk. We should be able to ELIMINATE this atrocities and literally wipe Abu Sayyaf out of the map of the Philippines. Send the bravest and courageous men in Mindanao. Bring sophisticated weapons and even the craziest machines (if it means sending bumblee-bee and the rest of the cast of Transformers) to do the ACT, so be it! There's nothing more justifiable, than to give them what they deserve and for once, to let peace reign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GMA is really committing grave abuse of authority in exercising one most sacred of the privileges of the Executive Department which is the Pardoning Power through the issuance of executive clemency left and right, here and there. Appearing such grant in consonance or under the cloak of due process, powerful individuals who have erred under the law are now restored their fullest and most meaningful human right- liberty. I see this as a political move to appease and even "please" the rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need not predict anything, i'll leave it all to her brilliant poltical advisers. But all i am sure of is that ---- if a massive rally to oust her happens- i would not think twice of joining. She has done a lot, and sadly, all of it are nothing but a showcase of power. She has just celebrated her 62nd birthday, and i wish her sanity and the best of the wisdom of her years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-5954557130079060886?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/5954557130079060886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=5954557130079060886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/5954557130079060886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/5954557130079060886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/04/icrc-and-gmas-abuse-of-pardoning-power.html' title='ICRC AND GMA&apos;S ABUSE OF PARDONING POWER.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-8393172007098031054</id><published>2009-04-05T07:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T08:10:52.011-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Purple Sash.'/><title type='text'>PURE PURPLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sdoa139SJvI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/ESPRCjzqx-Y/s1600-h/DSC04349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sdoa139SJvI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/ESPRCjzqx-Y/s400/DSC04349.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321595422548043506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sdoa1mUaXrI/AAAAAAAAA8I/Q-KTMv7JRdE/s1600-h/DSC04366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sdoa1mUaXrI/AAAAAAAAA8I/Q-KTMv7JRdE/s400/DSC04366.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321595417813212850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SdjG6DJDbqI/AAAAAAAAA8A/cEf4UjavLSg/s1600-h/DSC04384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SdjG6DJDbqI/AAAAAAAAA8A/cEf4UjavLSg/s400/DSC04384.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321221660316233378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SdjG6Lmv3oI/AAAAAAAAA74/OSrvZBuXoLA/s1600-h/DSC04361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 384px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SdjG6Lmv3oI/AAAAAAAAA74/OSrvZBuXoLA/s400/DSC04361.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321221662588264066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SdjG5rGFD3I/AAAAAAAAA7w/ofwimGKcR8I/s1600-h/DSC04372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SdjG5rGFD3I/AAAAAAAAA7w/ofwimGKcR8I/s400/DSC04372.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321221653861306226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SdjG5scjE7I/AAAAAAAAA7o/n37Uq2MaLD0/s1600-h/purepurple1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SdjG5scjE7I/AAAAAAAAA7o/n37Uq2MaLD0/s400/purepurple1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321221654223983538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SdjG4_pV6fI/AAAAAAAAA7g/Mb7S28Dytnk/s1600-h/purepurple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SdjG4_pV6fI/AAAAAAAAA7g/Mb7S28Dytnk/s400/purepurple.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321221642198051314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PASSION FOR LAW IS EVIDENTLY SEEN WITH ARELLANO HOMECOMING CELEBRATION.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-8393172007098031054?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/8393172007098031054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=8393172007098031054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/8393172007098031054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/8393172007098031054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/04/pure-purple.html' title='PURE PURPLE'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sdoa139SJvI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/ESPRCjzqx-Y/s72-c/DSC04349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-1967805255517963967</id><published>2009-03-31T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T04:21:03.553-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Straw. Glass'/><title type='text'>Strawberry Milkshake and April Fool's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SdH8PmPviTI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/_SJSrYHHgsY/s1600-h/DSC04274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SdH8PmPviTI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/_SJSrYHHgsY/s400/DSC04274.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319309979796080946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday is my most busy day. I thought its summer already and the weather is humid. Its April 1 tomorrow, an omen which tells us that it's time to hit the beach. And so with anticipation today, i chose to wear the most colorful blouse i have. Just to brighten one hectic day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopping from one doctor's clinic to another is part of my job, good thing i have good friends from work, although we belong to different companies. Today over lunch, we talked about recession and how it has affected some of them. Multinational companies like Glaxosmithkline and Pfizer to name a few, have already retrenched some of their personnel. Reason why i only see few of the usual people along the corridors of the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although tomorrow is tagged as April Fool's Day, I hope there'll be no pranksters around. No car accident for me or anything foolish to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SdH0dY8A72I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/umD-mnyAiJA/s1600-h/DSC04281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SdH0dY8A72I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/umD-mnyAiJA/s400/DSC04281.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319301420648820578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending my day while waiting for one more doctor, i thought i'd order one strawberry milkshake from Madonna's, a restaurant beside the hospital where they bake the creamiest chocolate cake i ever tasted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i were to rate their shakes, and the one i had, indeed, a perfect TEN (10).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-1967805255517963967?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/1967805255517963967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=1967805255517963967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/1967805255517963967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/1967805255517963967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/strawberry-milkshake-and-april-fools.html' title='Strawberry Milkshake and April Fool&apos;s Day'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SdH8PmPviTI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/_SJSrYHHgsY/s72-c/DSC04274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-4393214997497602379</id><published>2009-03-27T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T00:14:45.677-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos. Yahoo.'/><title type='text'>NOSTALGIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sc3OQqpgrhI/AAAAAAAAA7I/R0tOCgPsj7c/s1600-h/baga2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sc3OQqpgrhI/AAAAAAAAA7I/R0tOCgPsj7c/s400/baga2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318133520716049938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sc3OQCjBOvI/AAAAAAAAA7A/ys_k_oXhQps/s1600-h/baga1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sc3OQCjBOvI/AAAAAAAAA7A/ys_k_oXhQps/s400/baga1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318133509951404786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sc3NdwoXl6I/AAAAAAAAA64/uVNs_N46lFQ/s1600-h/rc4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sc3NdwoXl6I/AAAAAAAAA64/uVNs_N46lFQ/s400/rc4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318132646148544418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sc3Mo3viokI/AAAAAAAAA6w/o6aOw-EiyqM/s1600-h/rc2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sc3Mo3viokI/AAAAAAAAA6w/o6aOw-EiyqM/s400/rc2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318131737524609602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sc3MoDZR_CI/AAAAAAAAA6o/4KmDPsNo56o/s1600-h/rc1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sc3MoDZR_CI/AAAAAAAAA6o/4KmDPsNo56o/s400/rc1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318131723472600098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sc3Luad_8OI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/_OgyLTpRT_g/s1600-h/unilab2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sc3Luad_8OI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/_OgyLTpRT_g/s400/unilab2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318130733233991906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night while tinkering with some features of my yahoo mail, i came across some old photos of my law school freshmen days. I thought, it was during those days that i have not grown up. Never thought i would be some mature old person who will responsible for something. As i look back four years ago, i cannot help but to think, time flies really fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously, i wrote something entitled RC1-1, the name of a regular freshmen section at school. Now, from my own photos and some of my classmates, we really have evolved into something really positive and we never thought we could.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-4393214997497602379?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/4393214997497602379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=4393214997497602379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/4393214997497602379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/4393214997497602379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/nostalgia.html' title='NOSTALGIA'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/Sc3OQqpgrhI/AAAAAAAAA7I/R0tOCgPsj7c/s72-c/baga2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-5135535568318755876</id><published>2009-03-27T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T05:56:23.851-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Invites.'/><title type='text'>THE GRAND ALUMNI HOMECOMING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SczMHa9FQSI/AAAAAAAAA6I/3CXKjSXGgYI/s1600-h/puretri.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 169px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SczMHa9FQSI/AAAAAAAAA6I/3CXKjSXGgYI/s400/puretri.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317849687884382498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APRIL 4, 2009, 6:00PM&lt;br /&gt;Location: Le Pavillon Place, Macapagal Ave., Pasay City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Reception &amp; Registration: gates open at 5:30pm. Early birds welcome to wine tasting, street entertainers and showband.&lt;br /&gt;2. Election of Arellano Law Alumni Association Board Members and Officers: balloting open at 6:15pm to 8:00pm.&lt;br /&gt;3. Buffet Dinner service opens at 7:15pm. The Arellano Law Singers serenade alumni and guests with a special musicale review.&lt;br /&gt;4. Homecoming and Recognition Program&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Colors Parade&lt;br /&gt;2. Doxology and National Anthem&lt;br /&gt;3. Welcome Remarks&lt;br /&gt;4. Roll of Batches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Formal Turnover of Books by Justice Bernardo Pardo to the Arellano Law Library.&lt;br /&gt;6. Announcement and Induction of the Arellano Law Alumni Association Board Members and Officers&lt;br /&gt;7. Presentation of the Arellano Law Foundation Board of Trustees&lt;br /&gt;8. Introduction of Principal Guest of Honor&lt;br /&gt;9. Exhortation by Reynato S. Puno, Chief Justice of the Supreme Court of the Philippines&lt;br /&gt;10. Recognition Awards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Distinguished Roster of Former Deans&lt;br /&gt;2. Achievement Awardees&lt;br /&gt;3. Gawad Cayetano Arellano Award&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Pinning of Alumni Pin&lt;br /&gt;12. Arellano Law Hymn&lt;br /&gt;13.Entertainment Fare featuring: The Dawn and various artists.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-5135535568318755876?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/5135535568318755876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=5135535568318755876' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/5135535568318755876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/5135535568318755876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/grand-alumni-homecoming.html' title='THE GRAND ALUMNI HOMECOMING'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SczMHa9FQSI/AAAAAAAAA6I/3CXKjSXGgYI/s72-c/puretri.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-5802700184403434354</id><published>2009-03-26T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:58:02.695-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portable DVD player. Junk Diet.'/><title type='text'>Shopaholic Slumdog.</title><content type='html'>Wednesday evening was one rare moment that i can be home early. Following my pledge that after the exams, i would update myself with the current flicks the entertainment scene had to offer and so with the usual microwavable popcorn and a glass of cola, I started with the film Confessions of a Shopaholic. It was the usual. Like how women adore shopping too much leaving them indebted with tons of tons of credit card bills and in the end regret the splurge. I am glad i have learned to put a halt with the addiction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i became a mommy, i realized that indeed, there is a big difference between need and want. That i buy because it is about to be used. Drawing from the character of Isla Fisher, she was quite funny and smart, she carried the clothes well and gave justice to the "green scarf". Best of all, portraying as a journalist in the movie gave more meaning that ideas, (although revolves in the world of fashion and saving up) can be very well conveyed through writing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A twist of a fabulous life in Confessions of a Shopaholic began to die down when a DVD copy of Slumdog Millionaire started to run. Here, the worse conditions of the slums in Mumbai, India was depicted and how Jamal, the boy who had lots of "diskarte" survived every downfall of his life and managed to trace the girl he loved along with his million Rupees when he won the game "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, Slumdog tells us that it need not take you to become a genius to win a contest even if cheating is alleged to destroy composure and focus. Sometimes luck and everything that life teaches us can give us the answers to even the most profound game show question there is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-5802700184403434354?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/5802700184403434354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=5802700184403434354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/5802700184403434354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/5802700184403434354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/shopaholic-slumdog.html' title='Shopaholic Slumdog.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-5835775956744765988</id><published>2009-03-25T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T03:12:05.887-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coupon Bonds. Ink. Printer. Laptop.'/><title type='text'>Grade From A Blog Paper.</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite subjects actually in law school. :) It is something which gives me liberty to freely choose which topic to write about and so i chose something really close to my heart-blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad i have completed the writing phase. Although i enrolled it during the summer of 2008, i was only given a grade now (the day i wrote this). I am glad to have finally stated my piece on how i view blogging as an instrumental tool to advance people's freedom of expression, to become an advocate of something and be able to inspire people to write. On the other hand, why blogging sometimes is misused to hurt people and challenge legal standards, case in point is that of Brian Gorrel and Dj Montano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was rushing from work to talk to my professor, i came to school just in time. After introducing myself and showing a reprint of the paper i passed a semester ago, she asked me if i maintain a blog and i said yes, she told me, "good, at least, it is a first hand experience of yours, Ms. Roxas, yes i remembered what you've submitted." After exchanging email addresses, she vowed to visit this site. I told her, "Mam, it's nothing very extraordinary, i do not design my blog as most passionate bloggers do. It's just pink and i keep it like an online diary too." Before riding her car, she told me, "Write more, Ms. Roxas, don't stop until you retire, you have a good paper." With a good laugh before she closed her door, i thought i understood what she meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so i am ending my day with a smile while i remembered what just happened an hour ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-5835775956744765988?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/5835775956744765988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=5835775956744765988' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/5835775956744765988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/5835775956744765988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/grade-from-blog-paper.html' title='Grade From A Blog Paper.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-8834845375709577169</id><published>2009-03-23T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T00:05:11.302-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David&apos;s Salon. Scissors.'/><title type='text'>HAIRDONE.</title><content type='html'>While browsing through the pages of the latest fashion magazine such as Mega and Vogue, i came to realize that i really need to have my hair done. Not for any reason, but it has been months since i visited my favorite parlor, and i need a boost. Something that could rejuvenate. Things small such as an activity to the parlor may work for women whose lives revolve around the busy metropolis. Men may not see the point but its actually a psychological issue or a myth perhaps, that it is an effective tool or should i say, a workable stress-buster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-8834845375709577169?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/8834845375709577169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=8834845375709577169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/8834845375709577169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/8834845375709577169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/hairdone.html' title='HAIRDONE.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-5784620422642053523</id><published>2009-03-22T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T07:19:07.137-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ipod Touch. PDI. Wifi.'/><title type='text'>RISE AND FALL.</title><content type='html'>Craig David in one of his songs in the album Slicker Than Your Average declared, "Sometimes in your life you feel the fight is over... Once your picture becomes tainted, its what you call, rise and fall."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading the Daily Inquirer after attending the 7:00pm mass at Mary Help of the Christians church kept me in a quite disturbing thought. Some parish priest before, who now is the Governor of Pampanga is gunning for Presidency in the 2010 elections. I'm sure, whoever is the "pambato", "manok" of GMA to replace her seat and sustain her projects would have to suffer. From a very bad performance of a successor, i doubt if he'd win. (Though his credentials would have the making of a good leader.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back, if the priest-on-leave will decide despite all odds, he'd have my vote.If this is the kind of leader that will really cleanse the irreparable dirt SOME current government officials have caused, then i guess, i won't have to predict how our country will survive after 2010. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tough conviction indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-5784620422642053523?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/5784620422642053523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=5784620422642053523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/5784620422642053523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/5784620422642053523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/rise-and-fall.html' title='RISE AND FALL.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-2781437794456398716</id><published>2009-03-18T07:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T07:55:20.852-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caffeine. Books.'/><title type='text'>WHY I AM TRADING STARBUCKS MOCHA COFFEE FOR.</title><content type='html'>It's cheaper, of course. I thought it's also fattening (on the side). But i loved the flavor and the smell of its aroma. A coffee for all seasons. Try the 7/11 Coffee. It's only P55 pesos which comes in large and medium sizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/ScELF6HFUeI/AAAAAAAAA54/jD3ptg0WaPM/s1600-h/DSC04045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/ScELF6HFUeI/AAAAAAAAA54/jD3ptg0WaPM/s400/DSC04045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314541231400112610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no endorser for anything, but i thought it's a cent's worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite company while final exams are slowly killing me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-2781437794456398716?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/2781437794456398716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=2781437794456398716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/2781437794456398716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/2781437794456398716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-i-am-trading-starbucks-mocha-coffee.html' title='WHY I AM TRADING STARBUCKS MOCHA COFFEE FOR.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/ScELF6HFUeI/AAAAAAAAA54/jD3ptg0WaPM/s72-c/DSC04045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-7619321163756449334</id><published>2009-03-18T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T07:50:16.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just When Finals Has Arrived.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/ScEGmkxljQI/AAAAAAAAA5w/93Gid8lWot4/s1600-h/DSC04046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/ScEGmkxljQI/AAAAAAAAA5w/93Gid8lWot4/s400/DSC04046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314536295050349826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/ScEGmAOgc1I/AAAAAAAAA5g/pHSokXPYWbc/s1600-h/DSC04044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/ScEGmAOgc1I/AAAAAAAAA5g/pHSokXPYWbc/s400/DSC04044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314536285239538514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/ScEFxvnpHbI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/rwd39HGJgSU/s1600-h/DSC04043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/ScEFxFTd8UI/AAAAAAAAA5I/fR4FaCOkS7I/s400/DSC04040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314535376069456194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/ScEFxMT1rdI/AAAAAAAAA5A/KLSmEFdphTc/s1600-h/DSC04039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/ScEFxMT1rdI/AAAAAAAAA5A/KLSmEFdphTc/s400/DSC04039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314535377950059986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/ScEFv1fkOMI/AAAAAAAAA44/wG-Dj-ngIOQ/s1600-h/DSC04038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/ScEFv1fkOMI/AAAAAAAAA44/wG-Dj-ngIOQ/s400/DSC04038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314535354645362882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the continuous juggle between work and school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, studying can really be fun, with a good company to wake you up when things get a little boring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your brain would want to reboot at any given time when it becomes a little interrupted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But so far, everything has been given the right schedule and the right timing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most that i can say is to bring it on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-7619321163756449334?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/7619321163756449334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=7619321163756449334' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/7619321163756449334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/7619321163756449334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-when-finals-has-arrived.html' title='Just When Finals Has Arrived.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/ScEGmkxljQI/AAAAAAAAA5w/93Gid8lWot4/s72-c/DSC04046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-2850185011151898067</id><published>2009-03-16T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T10:48:30.633-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newspapers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Radio and TV reports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electioneering'/><title type='text'>Some Heavy Joke.</title><content type='html'>Someone, jokingly claimed that even the guardians of Philippine corporations cannot anymore protect the rights of "small, hopeless individuals with their claims and redress of grievances." And so goes the Securities in Exchange For A Commission" previously known as Securities and Exchange Commission, (SEC for brevity, despite the controversy) with all the hullabaloos surrounding it. There goes an issue about washing dirty linen in public between the SEC Commissioner and his wife, allegations pertaining to onerous gifts partaking in a form of a luxurious car and a mansion at BF Homes, Paranaque, among others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anomaly confronting the Securities and Exchange Commission should not be buried alongside issues about the VFA vis-a-vis debates about the custody of U.S Citizen Smith (in a Subic rape case) and Defense Secretary Gilbert Teodoro running for the Presidency in 2010. Although a slight diversion interests me when Tony Blair will speak before students of the Ateneo. I wonder what actually prompted him to grace such a speaking engagement here in our "tupsy-turvy" country. I hope i can attend, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Makati Mayor Jojo Binay is busy putting up posters in disguise of a "Let Jojo Binay be the President campaign," students across the country are heavily looking forward to survive the final examinations and for graduates to be conferred once and for all. Nursing Licensure Board Examinations has announced its successful examinees, leaving, licensed Nurses queuing before placement agencies for a chance to work abroad, for a better, greener pasture that is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These all, are the constant shocking revelations we Filipinos face, as we drink coffee to perk up a busy morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-2850185011151898067?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/2850185011151898067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=2850185011151898067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/2850185011151898067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/2850185011151898067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/some-heavy-joke.html' title='Some Heavy Joke.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-3576626654105957559</id><published>2009-03-14T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T23:36:19.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate.</title><content type='html'>I have never felt so much dismay on someone these past few days. Diplomacy is what i ask. Let bygones be bygones, moving on sometimes have to make our paths cross, after all, the world we live in is very small. I don't know how to be mad at someone, i can easily forgive and forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, if this is the best option, so be it. I wish you all the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-3576626654105957559?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/3576626654105957559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=3576626654105957559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/3576626654105957559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/3576626654105957559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/hate.html' title='Hate.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-2069735134724063472</id><published>2009-03-12T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T22:39:18.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Luck This Friday-The-13th.</title><content type='html'>And so i do not believe in bad luck. I think it is the most depressing belief any human being has. Let me expound on it a little later, i have class now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-2069735134724063472?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/2069735134724063472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=2069735134724063472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/2069735134724063472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/2069735134724063472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-luck-this-friday-13th.html' title='All Luck This Friday-The-13th.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-7688786726854249201</id><published>2009-03-12T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T21:48:11.100-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffin. grief.'/><title type='text'>MY COUSIN. MY DEAREST FRIEND.</title><content type='html'>Kuya Eric Jacob, you will always remain to be my dearest cousin. I regret the times that i was not there for you. But i will always treasure our childhood moments with Xyldrae, Xyldrun and Audrey. I feel sorry that i was not around during your last remaining days, although i know you completely understood that my life revolves around here in Manila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will pray for your soul. I will always remember you. Please watch over me together with our relatives there in heaven and guide my path to righteousness. I'm sorry kuya if we never had the chance to assemble or organize a reunion for the rest our cousins. I'm sorry for the pain you went through against the strong current at sea which was the cause of your death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, as you join your creator, we will pray for you and i know Tita Judy will remain strong. I love you kuya and i will always remember the pieces of advice you gave me when we were still hanging out before. Your insights about life are impressive and i wish i can always live with those. Truthfully, i regret it when during the last text you sent me was when i was to visit you at Ateneo Professional Schools, but my boss called for a meeting instead, our supposed meeting was cancelled- I thought i can still make it up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuya Ec, thank you for everything. You were one of those people who listened to my debates in college and even the minor extemporaneous speeches i gave. I will hold you dear in my heart. Goodbye kuya, may your soul rest in peace. I love you always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-7688786726854249201?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/7688786726854249201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=7688786726854249201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/7688786726854249201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/7688786726854249201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-cousin-my-dearest-friend.html' title='MY COUSIN. MY DEAREST FRIEND.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-1424788418669695933</id><published>2009-03-12T21:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T21:26:41.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Defending Champions</title><content type='html'>And so an invitation for AUSL to join the season II of ANC Square Off: The CVC Law Debates was sent just today. Not being anymore the Prime Minister of the Forensic Guild, I felt i just had to do something ministerial: that is to forward all communications to the current officers and also to the school administration. But, i cannot help the fact that i must support 100% the three persons who will represent Arellano. Ofcourse, i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than prestige, i felt something really worth than the coveted prize should be garnered at the end of season's II debate. It is the honor of sustaining whatever has been started and by sending "battle-proof" debaters not just to win but to give a competent and challenging debate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must have the confidence to actually give a good show. To each his own, but whatever happens, the whole Arellano community will be there, we are more than proud for what has been achieved and will continue to be reaped by our Alma Mater through us, dedicated students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The art of argumentation and debate is something that has to be practiced vigorously. Voracious readings and proper self-confidence supplements what we call a team of "champions."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so as i write this blog, i am very excited. The show commences sometime on April this year. earlier than ours during the first season. I will tag everybody i know from school to solicit their prayers and support (as early as now) for the team who will be there on Wednesdays from April to October starting with the Elimination ending with the Championship rounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something great guys and i know, without a final team of debaters yet, your prayers will matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIL TO THE CHIEFS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-1424788418669695933?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/1424788418669695933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=1424788418669695933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/1424788418669695933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/1424788418669695933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/defending-champions.html' title='Defending Champions'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-1659855779866288871</id><published>2009-03-12T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T21:25:42.871-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diploma.'/><title type='text'>The look of graduates.</title><content type='html'>Two nights ago after our practice court class, came to my realization that finals is just around the corner. With some graduating students absent, i thought they needed more time to study. Right after dismissal, i had some chit-chat with Froi Pitpit and Philipp Bacani, they, among others represent the look of perseverance and high hopes that March is indeed their month.Before this month ends, they will be conferred as graduates, and soon, as candiidates for the Bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept telling them that they can do it. With all good fervor, i just told them, "nakakatakot naman kayo tingnan, kinakabahan tuloy ako.." Ofcourse aside from merely studying, they had to keep up with tons of cases left to be digested under Atty. Brondial and Atty. Uribe's respective classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited for them. Especially this is the batch where i have good friends. This is the batch where my term as the Student Coucil President will be made to apply. The year of Bar Operations where i will serve with all my heart and soul. The year where my two batchmates in the sorority belongs to. I am particularly excited for Teejay. This is his batch too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all graduating students, my prayers are with you. This is Arellano's year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-1659855779866288871?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/1659855779866288871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=1659855779866288871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/1659855779866288871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/1659855779866288871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/look-of-graduates.html' title='The look of graduates.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-64774063099867440</id><published>2009-03-06T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:01:22.940-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3 stars and a sun.'/><title type='text'>HE IS ALIVE. (FRANCISM)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SbIbI0L4BfI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/hwvhUE1otAg/s1600-h/kiko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SbIbI0L4BfI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/hwvhUE1otAg/s200/kiko.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310336748884592114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;above photo taken along with his last blog about his 4th chemotherapy session dated January 14, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;*peace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading the blog entries of the late Francis Magalona entitled A FREE MIND via his multiply account makes me think that he is just around town, doing shows, gigs, hosting etc. I thought that if i post a message, ask him where to buy his 3 stars and a sun merchandise (a baby tee-shirt), he would reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, his blog is his on-line diary too. From his chemotherapy sessions, to bone-marrow transplant, to his short recovery (out of Medical City), he's written about it.I am so amazed by his will power to survive likewise how he is able to convey his thoughts on even the most private happening in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am his fan. I am no rapper. Not even some singer. But i believed in him, not only because he brought a different twist in the music industry, but because he loves this country so much. His songs are very meaningful. Something that would prove Filipinos can withstand almost anything. If people in the bureaucracy would listen to his songs, or just even read its lyrics, the message is quite clear: change for the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so while the Filipino music industry are plagued with too much novelty songs, with redundant lyrics and unpleasant melodies. Revival and remake hits, we remember someone whose effort is to unite people of this country and impart meaningful messages through his songs (rap or non-rap).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francis Magalona's attitude to keep the fire burning and uplift our morals shall forever stand in this kaleidoscope world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-64774063099867440?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/64774063099867440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=64774063099867440' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/64774063099867440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/64774063099867440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/he-is-alive-francism.html' title='HE IS ALIVE. (FRANCISM)'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SbIbI0L4BfI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/hwvhUE1otAg/s72-c/kiko.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-828758620162589100</id><published>2009-03-06T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T22:20:19.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JOSE CUERVO</title><content type='html'>Its been a while that i got sober. And so i blame it on the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SbIRlDZ5QjI/AAAAAAAAA4I/qX4R5Txat1k/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SbIRlDZ5QjI/AAAAAAAAA4I/qX4R5Txat1k/s400/5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310326238889984562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SbIRk3ScNqI/AAAAAAAAA4A/v6ytlicO0b0/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SbIRk3ScNqI/AAAAAAAAA4A/v6ytlicO0b0/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310326235637495458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SbIRkeg1xyI/AAAAAAAAA34/aRzYIDeEzNE/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SbIRkeg1xyI/AAAAAAAAA34/aRzYIDeEzNE/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310326228987004706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SbIRkP671zI/AAAAAAAAA3w/7asSP2udRLw/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SbIRkP671zI/AAAAAAAAA3w/7asSP2udRLw/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310326225069922098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SbIRjzvnDyI/AAAAAAAAA3o/IAgVZvwnDzc/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SbIRjzvnDyI/AAAAAAAAA3o/IAgVZvwnDzc/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310326217506230050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-828758620162589100?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/828758620162589100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=828758620162589100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/828758620162589100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/828758620162589100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/jose-cuervo.html' title='JOSE CUERVO'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SbIRlDZ5QjI/AAAAAAAAA4I/qX4R5Txat1k/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596758496576024455.post-8376717782166394744</id><published>2009-03-04T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T00:10:08.940-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Speech. Horse&apos;s Mouth.'/><title type='text'>And So March is Women's Month.</title><content type='html'>Speaking to the members of the Philippine Women Justices Association, early today, President Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo reiterated the need to advocate women's rights (since the event coincided with the Women's Month) more through a speedy disposition of cases particularly involving human rights violations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never saw the sincerity, neither was she able to manifest some impressive measures on how to go about it. Foremost, human rights violations have increased since she sat in power. One of which is the non-stop killing of journalists/ broadcasters in the country, men and women alike. Even the international community has condemned the killings and even placed Philippines in the top 5 countries which places media men in danger. Which, if left with a choice, bans international reporters from doing their coverage in this country. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her call is something which provokes more than inspires. Her commendation to the Women Justices is of course proper but her conviction to actually suppress violations of human rights without even providing extensive mechanism for such approach leaves us again, as audience, viewers and the electorate frustration. She never, ever since, deserved any standing ovation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5596758496576024455-8376717782166394744?l=icanwritesomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/feeds/8376717782166394744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5596758496576024455&amp;postID=8376717782166394744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/8376717782166394744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5596758496576024455/posts/default/8376717782166394744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icanwritesomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-so-march-is-womens-month.html' title='And So March is Women&apos;s Month.'/><author><name>K U C I L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05494415841179463992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzZJq6okXgk/SyO8_sUXqqI/AAAAAAAABJo/EK3JWBUGE24/S220/DSC06804.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
