<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369</id><updated>2011-12-13T19:58:34.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dramathon sa Hapon</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-3872374768347678000</id><published>2007-07-13T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T02:28:10.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Subic..Meet my teammates..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/RpdFUlgAy0I/AAAAAAAAAC4/3MwN0d0u6Fg/s1600-h/postcard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/RpdFUlgAy0I/AAAAAAAAAC4/3MwN0d0u6Fg/s320/postcard.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086610524104346434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-3872374768347678000?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/3872374768347678000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=3872374768347678000' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/3872374768347678000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/3872374768347678000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2007/07/in-subicmeet-my-teammates.html' title='In Subic..Meet my teammates..'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/RpdFUlgAy0I/AAAAAAAAAC4/3MwN0d0u6Fg/s72-c/postcard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-334865372633467099</id><published>2007-07-13T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T02:30:36.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/RpdENFgAyzI/AAAAAAAAACs/n81v8kYvvkQ/s1600-h/gabi9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/RpdENFgAyzI/AAAAAAAAACs/n81v8kYvvkQ/s320/gabi9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086609295743699762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#339999 "&gt;Playing "Is It Okay If I Call You Mine"... Nanaman! wala na bang iba?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-334865372633467099?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/334865372633467099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=334865372633467099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/334865372633467099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/334865372633467099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2007/07/playing-is-it-okay-if-i-call-you-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/RpdENFgAyzI/AAAAAAAAACs/n81v8kYvvkQ/s72-c/gabi9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-6699838725305564139</id><published>2007-07-13T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T02:31:49.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#339999 "&gt;Pictorials... sa bed...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/RpdDSFgAyxI/AAAAAAAAACc/9bq6xf_Jr8c/s1600-h/gabi6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/RpdDSFgAyxI/AAAAAAAAACc/9bq6xf_Jr8c/s320/gabi6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086608282131417874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/RpdCqVgAyvI/AAAAAAAAACM/cs990Od5qT4/s1600-h/gabi6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/RpdCqVgAyvI/AAAAAAAAACM/cs990Od5qT4/s320/gabi6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086607599231617778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/RpdCdFgAyuI/AAAAAAAAACE/zeMCfzRWGuk/s1600-h/gabi12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/RpdCdFgAyuI/AAAAAAAAACE/zeMCfzRWGuk/s320/gabi12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086607371598351074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/RpdB8lgAytI/AAAAAAAAAB8/hdiOVynAttU/s1600-h/gabi14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/RpdB8lgAytI/AAAAAAAAAB8/hdiOVynAttU/s320/gabi14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086606813252602578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-6699838725305564139?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/6699838725305564139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=6699838725305564139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/6699838725305564139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/6699838725305564139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2007/07/pictorials-ii.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/RpdDSFgAyxI/AAAAAAAAACc/9bq6xf_Jr8c/s72-c/gabi6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-4999012466697069219</id><published>2007-07-13T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T02:32:51.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/RpdDu1gAyyI/AAAAAAAAACk/_fJPXsD2-RU/s1600-h/gabi5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/RpdDu1gAyyI/AAAAAAAAACk/_fJPXsD2-RU/s320/gabi5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086608776052656930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#339999 "&gt;No cash for Booze...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-4999012466697069219?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/4999012466697069219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=4999012466697069219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/4999012466697069219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/4999012466697069219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2007/07/no-cash-for-booze.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/RpdDu1gAyyI/AAAAAAAAACk/_fJPXsD2-RU/s72-c/gabi5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-5107551829854088861</id><published>2007-07-13T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T02:35:54.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#339999 "&gt;Pictorials II... Sa Beach naman..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/Rpc9Z1gAyqI/AAAAAAAAABk/h9cUUSoIKWw/s1600-h/volley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/Rpc9Z1gAyqI/AAAAAAAAABk/h9cUUSoIKWw/s200/volley.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086601818205637282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/Rpc88VgAypI/AAAAAAAAABc/hkqgpXrgNak/s1600-h/gabi4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/Rpc88VgAypI/AAAAAAAAABc/hkqgpXrgNak/s200/gabi4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086601311399496338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/Rpc8zVgAyoI/AAAAAAAAABU/wSNUEyeWkOQ/s1600-h/gabi4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/Rpc8zVgAyoI/AAAAAAAAABU/wSNUEyeWkOQ/s200/gabi4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086601156780673666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/Rpc8JFgAynI/AAAAAAAAABM/WV-J-uGMV44/s1600-h/UNKNOWN_PARAMETER_VALUE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/Rpc8JFgAynI/AAAAAAAAABM/WV-J-uGMV44/s200/UNKNOWN_PARAMETER_VALUE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086600430931200626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-5107551829854088861?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/5107551829854088861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=5107551829854088861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/5107551829854088861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/5107551829854088861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2007/07/pictorials-on-beach.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/Rpc9Z1gAyqI/AAAAAAAAABk/h9cUUSoIKWw/s72-c/volley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-8747757988962968416</id><published>2007-07-13T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T02:36:49.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#339999 "&gt;On the Beach with Heidi&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/Rpc6HlgAylI/AAAAAAAAAA8/aVUIPEfJCYg/s1600-h/heidi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/Rpc6HlgAylI/AAAAAAAAAA8/aVUIPEfJCYg/s200/heidi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086598206138141266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/Rpc6C1gAykI/AAAAAAAAAA0/PUBx6AV62bM/s1600-h/likod2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/Rpc6C1gAykI/AAAAAAAAAA0/PUBx6AV62bM/s200/likod2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086598124533762626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/Rpc5XFgAyjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/uf4Lp7N9Qps/s1600-h/likod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/Rpc5XFgAyjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/uf4Lp7N9Qps/s200/likod.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086597372914485810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/Rpc5IFgAyiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/9zKfJlqf_XY/s1600-h/harap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/Rpc5IFgAyiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/9zKfJlqf_XY/s200/harap.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086597115216448034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-8747757988962968416?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/8747757988962968416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=8747757988962968416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/8747757988962968416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/8747757988962968416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-oT652S_5hg/Rpc6HlgAylI/AAAAAAAAAA8/aVUIPEfJCYg/s72-c/heidi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-7732093467275410189</id><published>2007-03-01T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T17:37:50.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" alt="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/H/storage/site1/files/60/29/42/602942_56167404914e54yvk9yr18.JPG" width="500" height="574" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-7732093467275410189?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/7732093467275410189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=7732093467275410189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/7732093467275410189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/7732093467275410189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2007/03/myheritage-share-black-and-white-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-115806088099461871</id><published>2006-09-12T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T04:34:41.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#009900 size=1&gt;I was reading my previous posts and I can't help but smile.&amp;nbsp; I have had this blog since 2004 and though I haven't been updating it all the time, it can still remind me of how the past years were.&amp;nbsp;I just smile even more as I remember the happy times, and I laugh at the times when I felt like my world was crumbling down on me.&amp;nbsp; It was just like when I was younger, when I thought that life could be so unfair just because I can't go out with friends or if I had no option but to follow rules. Looking back allows me to realize how my problems could be so petty at times.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#009900 size=1&gt;So here I am analyzing how I have actually changed.&amp;nbsp; Maybe it hasn't been a long time for major changes but hey, I've started to do good at work.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I'm getting better... but I guess my luck is getting worse... Can you imagine, since I moved to our new place, bad luck keeps coming my way.&amp;nbsp; Vince was bitten by a dog( can you just imagine my agony, and of course his too), plus, I spent a real lot for his medication hoping for a reimbursement, but&amp;nbsp;hey, my bag was snatched and so were the receipts.&amp;nbsp; then Vince kept getting sick( why? i dunno! must be the place) Coz if he's not sick, somebody else in the house is.&amp;nbsp; And my most recent... I lost my cellphone and I haven't had it for over a month!!! Wow!! good luck to me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I have always thought&amp;nbsp;that bad&amp;nbsp;luck&amp;nbsp;only comes in threes... Well maybe they do, every month.&amp;nbsp; --Just my luck!!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana color=#009900 size=1&gt;Hopefully, this is one period that I would just be laughing about later on.&amp;nbsp; Well I'm quite sure of that.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#009900 size=1&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-115806088099461871?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/115806088099461871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=115806088099461871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/115806088099461871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/115806088099461871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2006/09/looking-back.html' title='Looking Back'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-115612208360568964</id><published>2006-08-20T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T18:01:23.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT color=#009900&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#009900 size=1&gt;&lt;IMG style="WIDTH: 395px; HEIGHT: 267px" height=360 alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/6897scd.jpg" width=419&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#009900 size=1&gt;"the Breakfast Club"... that was what we called us.&amp;nbsp; It's pretty obvious why we called ouselves such. We have known each other for years and we never really saw each other as friends.&amp;nbsp; We were mere colleagues. It's funny how matters of the heart have brought us together.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#009900 size=1&gt;January 2006, over cups of coffe at Starbucks, we have gotten to know each other.&amp;nbsp; There's Carol, the innocent.&amp;nbsp; Mack Yu,&amp;nbsp; the heart throb gay guy...Arlyne, the confused one and of course me. There were lots of revelations and it was funny how we could have the same emotions over different circumstances.&amp;nbsp; And despite our different opinions and preferences, it's funny that we actually "clicked".&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#009900 size=1&gt;From then on, we were meeting up every morning.&amp;nbsp; It was fun and I was so happy that I have found new friends.&amp;nbsp; Though we don't get to do much, talking was enough to uplift each other's feelings.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#009900 size=1&gt;So much has came our way and it was getting harder to find time to get together.&amp;nbsp; We have to do with every spare time that we could share.&amp;nbsp; Gradually, we found new things to do and new people to be with.&amp;nbsp; And sadly, as how we started, that is how we seem to be slipping away.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#009900 size=1&gt;And though I know that we would never have those breakfasts anymore, I know that I could always count on them. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=1&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-115612208360568964?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/115612208360568964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=115612208360568964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/115612208360568964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/115612208360568964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2006/08/breakfast-club.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-115068180445284665</id><published>2006-06-18T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T18:50:04.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;SCRIPT Language=JavaScript SRC="http://www.zeocast.com/zf/z.asp?2rxjZ9Af"&gt;&lt;/SCRIPT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-115068180445284665?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/115068180445284665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=115068180445284665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/115068180445284665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/115068180445284665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-115067105591446519</id><published>2006-06-18T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T17:50:57.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the One Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT color=#33cc00&gt;&lt;FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=1&gt;A few months ago, I would rather stay within the confines of my room just staring at the ceiling or pretending to be asleep. But here I am alone in a restaurant and odd as it is&lt;SPAN class=737350817-13062006&gt;,&lt;/SPAN&gt; I feel comfortable. I dunno what it is in this place but it just puts me at ease with myself that I actually find myself enjoying every chance that I get to be here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;SPAN class=737350817-13062006&gt;I sometimes feel cloaked, as if I were invisible...But it doesn't seem like that when I am at Max Brenner.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#33cc00 size=1&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/max.jpg"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#33cc00 size=1&gt;I hear the soft music playing and its melody calms my troubled spirit. The mere presence of the crew keeps me company as they buzz around with their chores.&amp;nbsp;&lt;SPAN class=737350817-13062006&gt;The food is great too.&amp;nbsp; My favorites include the mushroom addiction, fish and chips, and belgian waffles. Not to forget the free chokishake that we get every week. I&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;usually come here with cousins and friends and those were the times when I could spend the whole time just laughing my heart out. This time, I just think of my bittersweet longing for things in the past. Good thing is, I see myself smiling knowing that somehow i've moved on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#33cc00 size=1&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/suckao.jpg"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=737350817-13062006&gt;&lt;FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#33cc00 size=1&gt;I thank my cousins who have brought me here and&amp;nbsp;for the chance that I have met new friends.&amp;nbsp; They are such good company and with them, I have found my old self again.&amp;nbsp; I have enjoyed the good times so much thatI find myself missing them most of the time.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It's only a&amp;nbsp;casual acquaintance, but I know that I would cherish all the fun that we've had.&amp;nbsp; Though I've gone to many places I know that I would always come back to this place...It's the one place...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-115067105591446519?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/115067105591446519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=115067105591446519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/115067105591446519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/115067105591446519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-one-place.html' title='It&apos;s the One Place'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-114940136251931192</id><published>2006-06-03T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T23:09:22.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/love_002.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-114940136251931192?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/114940136251931192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=114940136251931192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114940136251931192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114940136251931192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2006/06/photobucket-video-and-image-hosting.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-114710607397244797</id><published>2006-05-08T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T10:28:03.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/02_04002.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#339999 "&gt;&lt;center&gt;with cousins Ate Che and Nate at a Luau Party&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/IMG_0186.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#339999 "&gt;&lt;center&gt;with ate che, ate mela, ate, charm and anjo at Itallianis Greenhills&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-114710607397244797?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/114710607397244797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=114710607397244797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114710607397244797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114710607397244797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2006/05/with-cousins-ate-che-and-nate-at-luau.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-114700104086510790</id><published>2006-05-07T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T02:30:14.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learned to Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#339999 "&gt;We've only known each other for a while&lt;br /&gt;And you could always make me smile&lt;br /&gt;With you i could sing my heart out&lt;br /&gt;The songs that I could barely sing aloud.&lt;br /&gt;I could still remember you&lt;br /&gt;Those little eyes that greeted me with a smile&lt;br /&gt;The way you make me laugh when i'm down&lt;br /&gt;The arms that hug me when no one's around.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So please understand if now I've learned to love&lt;br /&gt;But I am a slave to my heart &lt;br /&gt;And to my feelings i could not lie.&lt;br /&gt;So little that we have shared&lt;br /&gt;But there were lots that were made&lt;br /&gt;And these I could not just deny&lt;br /&gt;Coz my eyes show it all&lt;br /&gt;That I have learned to love.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And I know that you're inlove too&lt;br /&gt;And it breaks my heart in two&lt;br /&gt;Coz this time in your eyes i see someone else&lt;br /&gt;and that letting you go is what's best&lt;br /&gt;And I would always remember you&lt;br /&gt;The songs that we used to sing&lt;br /&gt;Those hands I wanted to hold&lt;br /&gt;The way you have taught me to smile&lt;br /&gt;And how you have taught me to cry.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And I'd understand if you have never learned to love&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't hold you back&lt;br /&gt;I know...It would hurt for a while&lt;br /&gt;But it's just a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to look into your eyes again&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes would show it all&lt;br /&gt;Then I would know&lt;br /&gt;That you have never learned to love.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-114700104086510790?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/114700104086510790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=114700104086510790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114700104086510790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114700104086510790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2006/05/learned-to-love.html' title='Learned to Love'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-114539197609396139</id><published>2006-04-18T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T18:19:42.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;IMG style="WIDTH: 364px; HEIGHT: 267px" height=365 alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/IMG_0372.jpg" width=640&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#339999 "&gt;I miss my baby...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-114539197609396139?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/114539197609396139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=114539197609396139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114539197609396139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114539197609396139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-miss-my-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-114374356823849646</id><published>2006-03-30T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T02:00:53.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>later</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#339999 "&gt;how could you come with me &lt;br /&gt;when you knew all along that you had to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could you you watch me sleep &lt;br /&gt;so close to you&lt;br /&gt;pretending not to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could you memorize my name &lt;br /&gt;and forget who i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could you think &lt;br /&gt;you're still the same&lt;br /&gt;believing i can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's too late to stop pretending&lt;br /&gt;it's too late for a new beginning&lt;br /&gt;later than the sunset&lt;br /&gt;later that the rain&lt;br /&gt;later than ever to love you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could you ask for more&lt;br /&gt;with an innocent smile&lt;br /&gt;trusting me to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could you close the door&lt;br /&gt;and leave me here&lt;br /&gt;supposing im ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could you break down&lt;br /&gt;my disguise&lt;br /&gt;and uncover my fears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could you look into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;ignoring my tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's too late to stsrt pretending&lt;br /&gt;it's too late for a new beginning&lt;br /&gt;later that the sunset&lt;br /&gt;later than the rain&lt;br /&gt;later than ever to love you again&lt;br /&gt;[x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its too late&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-114374356823849646?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/114374356823849646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=114374356823849646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114374356823849646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114374356823849646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2006/03/later.html' title='later'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-114373494199611081</id><published>2006-03-30T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T08:09:03.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG style="WIDTH: 335px; HEIGHT: 206px" height=1055 alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/DSC00023.jpg" width=1211&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#009900 size=1&gt;So musta ka naman?&amp;nbsp; usap tayo kaibigan...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;IMG style="WIDTH: 337px; HEIGHT: 198px" height=1109 src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/DSC00024.jpg" width=1042&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;A href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/DSC00024.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#009900 size=1&gt;missing you...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;A href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/DSC00024.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-114373494199611081?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/114373494199611081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=114373494199611081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114373494199611081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114373494199611081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-musta-ka-naman-usap-tayo-kaibigan.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-114351468680254335</id><published>2006-03-27T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T01:57:49.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#339999 "&gt;Life could be so much like a stage play. I must say that at this point in my life,it's time that the curtains go down. Time to put on another show where new casts come in and new stories unfold. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-114351468680254335?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/114351468680254335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=114351468680254335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114351468680254335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114351468680254335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2006/03/life-could-be-so-much-like-stage-play.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-114340609227353543</id><published>2006-03-26T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T12:48:12.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/ShowLetter.bmp"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/?"&gt;&lt;IMG class=pic height=214 alt=ShowLetter1.bmp src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/ShowLetter1.bmp" width=267&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/?"&gt;&lt;IMG class=pic height=207 alt=ShowLetter3.bmp src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/ShowLetter3.bmp" width=268&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-114340609227353543?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/114340609227353543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=114340609227353543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114340609227353543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114340609227353543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-114339227448113848</id><published>2006-03-26T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T11:51:50.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#339999 "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while now and I believe that I have given myself more than enough time to sulk and wallow into depression. The time has come that I must pick up the pieces and make the best of what's left. Yesterday has changed me in a lot of ways and I no longer have the intention of bringing back the old me that I was known to be. The changes are here to stay and they would be the scars of the past.These scars are neither bad nor good, they are simply the manifestations of how I have lived. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not regret nor wish to shut the door on the past. &lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter what or where I have been. The joys and the pain are all worth the same. The good thing is that all have equally contributed to what I am now. I thank God for all these as I continue to struggle with life. I thank the people who have taken part of it all.  For all the pain and losses I would always keep in mind not to lose the lessons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pieces that are left of me are enough for me to move on. I don't have any idea on how and where to start but I trust that the means would just materialize as I go through everyday. Hope gives me the strength though I know that I could not rely to extravagant promises that this time it would be better than the last. I would still get hurt along the way but this time I will intuitively know how to handle situations which used to baffle me. I may go through the same ordeal and stumble along the way... but I will get myself back on my feet everytime... sometimes guickly... sometimes slowly. It doesn't really matter. Because in time, I would learn to comprehend the purpose of my being...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am here for a purpose and that purpose is to grow into a mountain, not to shrink to a grain of sand. Henceforth will I apply ALL my efforts to become the highest mountain of all and I will strain my potential until it cries for mercy.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-114339227448113848?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/114339227448113848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=114339227448113848' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114339227448113848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114339227448113848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-been-while-now-and-i-believe-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-114325560199318307</id><published>2006-03-24T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T11:54:07.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/prayer_requests.jpg"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#339999 "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, grant me the serenity&lt;BR&gt;to accept the things I cannot change;&lt;BR&gt;the courage to change the things I can;&lt;BR&gt;and the wisdom to know the difference&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-114325560199318307?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/114325560199318307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=114325560199318307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114325560199318307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114325560199318307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2006/03/god-grant-me-serenityto-accept-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-114299695122789168</id><published>2006-03-21T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T11:54:43.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This One's for You</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#339999 "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eraserheads - Minsan Lyrics &lt;br /&gt;minsan sa may kalayaan tayo'y nagkatagpuan&lt;br /&gt;may mga sariling gimik at kanya-kanyang hangad sa buhay&lt;br /&gt;sa ilalim ng iisang bubong&lt;br /&gt;mga sekretong ibinubulong&lt;br /&gt;kahit na anong mangyari&lt;br /&gt;kahit na saan ka man patungo&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;ngunit ngayon kay bilis maglaho ng kahapon&lt;br /&gt;sana'y huwag kalimutan ang ating mga pinagsamahan&lt;br /&gt;at kung sakaling gipitin ay laging iisipin&lt;br /&gt;na minsan tayo ay naging&lt;br /&gt;tunay na magkaibigan&lt;br /&gt;minsan ay parang wala nang bukas sa buhay natin&lt;br /&gt;inuman sa magdamag na para bang tayo'y mauubusan&lt;br /&gt;sa ilalim ng bilog na buwan&lt;br /&gt;mga tiyan nati'y walang laman&lt;br /&gt;ngunit kahit na walang pera&lt;br /&gt;ang bawat gabi'y anong saya&lt;br /&gt;repeat chorus&lt;br /&gt;minsan ay hindi ko na alam ang nangyayari&lt;br /&gt;kahit na anong gawin&lt;br /&gt;lahat ng bagay ay merong hangganan&lt;br /&gt;dahil ngayon tayo ay nilimot ng kahapon&lt;br /&gt;di na mapipilitang buhayin ang ating pinagsamahan&lt;br /&gt;at kung sakaling mapadaan baka&lt;br /&gt;ikaw ay aking tawagan&lt;br /&gt;dahil minsan tayo ay naging&lt;br /&gt;tunay na magkaibigan&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-114299695122789168?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/114299695122789168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=114299695122789168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114299695122789168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114299695122789168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-ones-for-you.html' title='This One&apos;s for You'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-114299410925049708</id><published>2006-03-21T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T11:55:51.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To a friend,</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#339999 "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't Cry Hard Enough - Bellefire&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna live my life &lt;br /&gt;Like every day's the last &lt;br /&gt;Without a simple goodbye &lt;br /&gt;It all goes by so fast &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that you've gone &lt;br /&gt;I can't cry hard enough &lt;br /&gt;No, I can't cry hard enough &lt;br /&gt;For you to hear me now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna open my eyes &lt;br /&gt;And see for the first time &lt;br /&gt;I let go of you like &lt;br /&gt;A child letting go of his kite &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There it goes, up in the sky &lt;br /&gt;There it goes, beyond the clouds &lt;br /&gt;For no reason why &lt;br /&gt;I can't cry hard enough &lt;br /&gt;No, I can't cry hard enough &lt;br /&gt;For you to hear me now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna look back in vain &lt;br /&gt;And see you standing there &lt;br /&gt;When all that remains &lt;br /&gt;Is an empty chair &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that you've gone &lt;br /&gt;I can't cry hard enough &lt;br /&gt;No, I can't cry hard enough &lt;br /&gt;For you to hear me now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There it goes, up in the sky &lt;br /&gt;There it goes, beyond the clouds &lt;br /&gt;For no reason why &lt;br /&gt;I can't cry hard enough &lt;br /&gt;No, I can't cry hard enough &lt;br /&gt;For you to hear me now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that you've gone &lt;br /&gt;I can't cry hard enough &lt;br /&gt;No, I can't cry hard enough &lt;br /&gt;For you to hear me now&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#716E6C"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From the time that i heard you sing this song, it has touched my heart... And somehow you have touched my life in a special way... I would always keep this song dear to my heart.   And though i know that it could never be the same again, just remember that you would always have me...always remember na may angel na taga makati... punta ka lang ng Kamagong....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-114299410925049708?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/114299410925049708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=114299410925049708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114299410925049708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114299410925049708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2006/03/to-friend.html' title='To a friend,'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-114237407266438852</id><published>2006-03-14T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T11:56:36.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does your name begin with: K</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#339999 "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are secretive, self-contained, and shy. You are very sexy, sensual, and passionate, but you do not let on to this. Only in intimate privacy will this part of your nature reveal itself. When it gets down to the nitty-gritty, you are an expert. You know all the little tricks of the trade, can play any role or any game, and take your love life very seriously. You don't fool around. You have the patience to wait for the right person to come along. You are very generous &amp; giving, often selfless. You are kind-natured &amp; sweet, which is found to be attractive by many. You are a good friend.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-114237407266438852?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/114237407266438852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=114237407266438852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114237407266438852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114237407266438852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2006/03/does-your-name-begin-with-k.html' title='Does your name begin with: K'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-114218109437010121</id><published>2006-03-12T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T08:31:34.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="text-align:center;border-spacing:0px; border-collapse:collapse;"&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border:1px solid #000;padding:4px;width:50%;vertical-align:top;background:#ccf"&gt; &lt;h2 style="margin:0px"&gt;Arena&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;div style="font-size:0.7em"&gt;(known to self and others)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="color:#0000FF; font-weight:bold"&gt;friendly&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#0000CC; font-weight:bold"&gt;searching&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000099; font-weight:bold"&gt;sentimental&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#0000CC; font-weight:bold"&gt;silly&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000099; font-weight:bold"&gt;witty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border:1px solid #000;padding:4px;width:50%;vertical-align:top;background:#fcc"&gt; &lt;h2 style="margin:0px"&gt;Blind Spot&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;div style="font-size:0.7em"&gt;(known only to others)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="color:#AA0000; font-weight:bold"&gt;accepting&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#550000"&gt;adaptable&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#550000"&gt;bold&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#550000"&gt;brave&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#FF0000; font-weight:bold"&gt;caring&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#FF0000; font-weight:bold"&gt;cheerful&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#FF0000; font-weight:bold"&gt;complex&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#550000"&gt;energetic&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#550000"&gt;extroverted&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#AA0000; font-weight:bold"&gt;giving&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#AA0000; font-weight:bold"&gt;idealistic&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#FF0000; font-weight:bold"&gt;independent&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#550000"&gt;kind&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#550000"&gt;knowledgeable&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#AA0000; font-weight:bold"&gt;loving&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#FF0000; font-weight:bold"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#AA0000; font-weight:bold"&gt;observant&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#550000"&gt;proud&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#550000"&gt;reflective&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#550000"&gt;relaxed&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#550000"&gt;responsive&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#AA0000; font-weight:bold"&gt;self-assertive&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#AA0000; font-weight:bold"&gt;self-conscious&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#550000"&gt;shy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#FF0000; font-weight:bold"&gt;spontaneous&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#550000"&gt;sympathetic&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#FF0000; font-weight:bold"&gt;tense&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#AA0000; font-weight:bold"&gt;trustworthy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#AA0000; font-weight:bold"&gt;warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border:1px solid #000;padding:4px;width:50%;vertical-align:top;background:#cfc"&gt; &lt;h2 style="margin:0px"&gt;Façade&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;div style="font-size:0.7em"&gt;(known only to self)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; intelligent&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border:1px solid #000;padding:4px;width:50%;background:#ccc"&gt; &lt;h2 style="margin:0px"&gt;Unknown&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;div style="font-size:0.7em"&gt;(known to nobody)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:0.8em"&gt; able, calm, clever, confident, dependable, dignified, happy, helpful, ingenious, introverted, logical, mature, modest, organised, patient, powerful, quiet, religious, sensible, wise&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;h3&gt;All Percentages&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;able (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;accepting&lt;/b&gt; (15%) &lt;b&gt;adaptable&lt;/b&gt; (7%) &lt;b&gt;bold&lt;/b&gt; (7%) &lt;b&gt;brave&lt;/b&gt; (7%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;calm (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;caring&lt;/b&gt; (23%) &lt;b&gt;cheerful&lt;/b&gt; (23%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;clever (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;complex&lt;/b&gt; (23%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;confident (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;dependable (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;dignified (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;energetic&lt;/b&gt; (7%) &lt;b&gt;extroverted&lt;/b&gt; (7%) &lt;b&gt;friendly&lt;/b&gt; (38%) &lt;b&gt;giving&lt;/b&gt; (15%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;happy (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;helpful (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;idealistic&lt;/b&gt; (15%) &lt;b&gt;independent&lt;/b&gt; (23%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;ingenious (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;intelligent (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;introverted (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;kind&lt;/b&gt; (7%) &lt;b&gt;knowledgeable&lt;/b&gt; (7%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;logical (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;loving&lt;/b&gt; (15%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;mature (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;modest (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;nervous&lt;/b&gt; (23%) &lt;b&gt;observant&lt;/b&gt; (15%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;organised (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;patient (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;powerful (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;proud&lt;/b&gt; (7%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;quiet (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;reflective&lt;/b&gt; (7%) &lt;b&gt;relaxed&lt;/b&gt; (7%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;religious (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;responsive&lt;/b&gt; (7%) &lt;b&gt;searching&lt;/b&gt; (30%) &lt;b&gt;self-assertive&lt;/b&gt; (15%) &lt;b&gt;self-conscious&lt;/b&gt; (15%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;sensible (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;sentimental&lt;/b&gt; (23%) &lt;b&gt;shy&lt;/b&gt; (7%) &lt;b&gt;silly&lt;/b&gt; (30%) &lt;b&gt;spontaneous&lt;/b&gt; (23%) &lt;b&gt;sympathetic&lt;/b&gt; (7%) &lt;b&gt;tense&lt;/b&gt; (23%) &lt;b&gt;trustworthy&lt;/b&gt; (15%) &lt;b&gt;warm&lt;/b&gt; (15%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;wise (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;witty&lt;/b&gt; (23%) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #000; padding:8px; text-align:center;background:#eee"&gt; Created by the &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Interactive Johari Window&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on 12.3.2006, using data from 13 respondents.&lt;br&gt; You can &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari"&gt;make your own Johari Window&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?view=Kitchi"&gt;view Kitchi's full data&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-114170155829676945</id><published>2006-03-06T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T11:57:55.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving Yesterday Behind</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#339999 "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you left me, I never really tried &lt;br /&gt;To put my life to where it should belong &lt;br /&gt;And I've always let the past gone by &lt;br /&gt;I'm realizing that it could be wrong &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrain: &lt;br /&gt;But now I fin'lly knew &lt;br /&gt;I had to let it go &lt;br /&gt;To make way for a brighter tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: &lt;br /&gt;So now I'm leavin' yesterday behind &lt;br /&gt;And fin'lly I've made up my mind &lt;br /&gt;So let the mem'ries stay away &lt;br /&gt;And think about today &lt;br /&gt;I'm leavin' yesterday behind &lt;br /&gt;'Cause now I'll try to live my life once more &lt;br /&gt;The way I did before &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I know that I never will forget &lt;br /&gt;The memories that made my yesterday &lt;br /&gt;I will try not to let it interfere &lt;br /&gt;The choices I will make along the way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrain: &lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm not livin' in a world of fantasy &lt;br /&gt;I'm here now in the world of reality &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: &lt;br /&gt;So now I'm leavin' yesterday behind &lt;br /&gt;And fin'lly I've made up my mind &lt;br /&gt;So let the mem'ries stay away &lt;br /&gt;And think about today &lt;br /&gt;I'm leavin' yesterday behind &lt;br /&gt;'Cause now I'll try to live my life once more &lt;br /&gt;The way I did before &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm leavin' yesterday behind &lt;br /&gt;And fin'lly I've made up my mind &lt;br /&gt;So let the mem'ries stay away &lt;br /&gt;And think about today &lt;br /&gt;I'm leavin' yesterday behind &lt;br /&gt;'Cause now I'll try to live my life once more &lt;br /&gt;Just the way I did before&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-114170155829676945?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/114170155829676945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=114170155829676945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114170155829676945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114170155829676945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2006/03/leaving-yesterday-behind.html' title='Leaving Yesterday Behind'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-114126642287795255</id><published>2006-03-01T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T10:52:16.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me And My Big Mouth</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#339999 "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many mistakes could one make in such a short time?  All I wanted is to get everything right but it seems that everything is getting worse.  And it's all because of me and my big mouth !!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is wrong with me.  My deepest and darkest secret is now open. And well not just to anybody but to the very person whom I vowed would never find out about it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-114126642287795255?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/114126642287795255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=114126642287795255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114126642287795255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114126642287795255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2006/03/me-and-my-big-mouth.html' title='Me And My Big Mouth'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-114030403667274833</id><published>2006-02-18T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T15:09:01.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#716E6C"&gt;In a relationship, it is impossible not to get hurt... so when choosing the one you'll love, let it be the one who's going to be worth all the pain.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-114030403667274833?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/114030403667274833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=114030403667274833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114030403667274833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/114030403667274833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2006/02/in-relationship-it-is-impossible-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-113952238337806431</id><published>2006-02-09T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T19:06:23.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I still remember...</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#716E6C"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just makes me realize how weird life is... the exact same moment that meant nothing to you meant everything to me... and now I can't forget...and you can't remember...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-113952238337806431?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/113952238337806431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=113952238337806431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/113952238337806431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/113952238337806431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-still-remember.html' title='I still remember...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-113923849483540134</id><published>2006-02-06T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T07:31:31.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Do We Mean To Each Other</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#716E6C"&gt;by Sergio Mendes&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#716E6C"&gt;I'd rather know if you had turned the page&lt;br /&gt;If you go faster than I do&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly it's not so clear just what I am to you&lt;br /&gt;Am I friend, am I lover, do we still need each other&lt;br /&gt;When you touch me, when you touch me baby I can tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do we mean to each other, am I friend, am I lover is it over now&lt;br /&gt;If this is it then why bother tell me where do we take it from here&lt;br /&gt;What do we mean to each other am I friend ,am I lover, is it over now&lt;br /&gt;Do you love me still or do you just mean well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see clearly how im hurting you&lt;br /&gt;Every breath gives you a way&lt;br /&gt;All we go on separate roads has gone in the way.&lt;br /&gt;Am I friend, am I lover, do we still need each other&lt;br /&gt;When you hold me, when you hold me baby I can tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do we mean to each other, am I friend, am I lover is it over now&lt;br /&gt;If this is it then why bother tell me where do we take it from here&lt;br /&gt;What do we mean to each other am I friend ,am I lover, is it over now&lt;br /&gt;Do you love me still or do you just mean well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time became a poison  looking slowly on my home&lt;br /&gt;Screwing all the memories, Is it tearing us apart&lt;br /&gt;When you touch me, when you touch me baby I can tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do we mean to each other, am I friend, am I lover is it over now&lt;br /&gt;If this is it then why bother tell me where do we take it from here&lt;br /&gt;What do we mean to each other am I friend ,am I lover, is it over now&lt;br /&gt;Do you love me still or do you just mean well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do we mean to each other, am I friend, am I lover is it over now&lt;br /&gt;If this is it then why bother tell me where do we take it from here&lt;br /&gt;What do we mean to each other am I friend ,am I lover, is it over now&lt;br /&gt;Do you love me still or do you just mean well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you love me still or do you just mean well&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-113923849483540134?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/113923849483540134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=113923849483540134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/113923849483540134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/113923849483540134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-do-we-mean-to-each-other.html' title='What Do We Mean To Each Other'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-112095255454902907</id><published>2005-12-05T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T16:42:34.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heads Up!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.TickerFactory.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://tickers.TickerFactory.com/ezt/d/4;10718;28/st/20051204/e/Vincent%27s+Birthday/dt/12/k/a798/event.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-112095255454902907?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/112095255454902907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=112095255454902907' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112095255454902907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112095255454902907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2005/12/heads-up.html' title='Heads Up!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-112907905611276496</id><published>2005-10-11T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T18:04:16.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your One Card Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT color=#666666 size=1&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#666666&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;OL&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/threepent.gif"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#999999&gt;&lt;FONT size=1&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Hurts from the past may resurface and sting you now and again. A new romance will touch on an unhealed painful emotion or a so called, "Hot button." Sometimes certain memories require revisiting. As some things about a past incident may become clearer, you now can face the truth about them. You will be ready this time to deal with those feelings and shed the heavy weight. Lucky number is 66.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/LI&gt;&lt;/OL&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-112907905611276496?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/112907905611276496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=112907905611276496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112907905611276496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112907905611276496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2005/10/your-one-card-reading.html' title='Your One Card Reading'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-112862648964058686</id><published>2005-10-06T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T14:15:46.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#716E6C"&gt;survey again...... this one's from guia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Color of most clothes you own:&lt;br /&gt;-- white...blue... pink...pastels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Number of pillows you sleep with?&lt;br /&gt;-- 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.What room are you in right now?&lt;br /&gt;-- am on the floor... one big room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.What were you doing 12AM last night?&lt;br /&gt;-- Checking out my friendster!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.How old will you be ten years from now?&lt;br /&gt;-- 34! But would still look like 24!hahhaha! Wish ko lang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.What do you think you'll be doing in 10 years?&lt;br /&gt;-- still taking calls!God Forbid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Do you have braces?&lt;br /&gt;-- none... Close up smile po toh; hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Are you paranoid?&lt;br /&gt;-- more like hypochondriac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Describe your wallet?&lt;br /&gt;-- black... nothing much to say about it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Your alarm clock?&lt;br /&gt;-- my phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Your hair?&lt;br /&gt;-- i usually wear it straight.  I like it more when curled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Tooth brush?&lt;br /&gt;-- one para sa house... one for the office... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.What color are your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;-- dark brown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.First enemy?&lt;br /&gt;-- I don't nurse grudges..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.First play/musical/performance?&lt;br /&gt;-- 15 years ago pa... piano recital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Last movie seen in cinema?&lt;br /&gt;-- Charlie and the chocolate factory  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Last person you yelled at?&lt;br /&gt;-- Isang kano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Last crush?&lt;br /&gt;-- hallur..  I only have one great crush...I was 14 at the time. you should know who i'm talking about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Last shoes worn?&lt;br /&gt;-- via venetto black pumps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Last ice cream eaten?&lt;br /&gt;--dirty ice cream?? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.Last thing written by hand?&lt;br /&gt;-- esn and msl numbers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Last time wanting to die?&lt;br /&gt;-- am hypochondriac, not suicidal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. When was the last time went out @ night?&lt;br /&gt;-- are you kidding... I work graveyard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What were you doing last night?&lt;br /&gt;-- taking calls.  What's new &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Why do you like yourself?&lt;br /&gt;-- Gotta love yourself mare!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What are your plans for tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;-- I have an appointment with my bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What was the last thing you won?&lt;br /&gt;-- I can hardly remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. When was the last time you got angry?&lt;br /&gt;-- a minute ago... damn callers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What was the last song you heard?&lt;br /&gt;-- Sa kanya by mymp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. When was the last time you entered a club?&lt;br /&gt;-- I guess that was like 2 weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. what is it about the opposite sex (physically)&lt;br /&gt;that gets you?&lt;br /&gt;-- I like brown eyes that could turn your knees into jellies; and a seemingly pouting lips( ala jude law)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. what are the three things that you cannot&lt;br /&gt;live without everyday (besides water and&lt;br /&gt;oxygen)?&lt;br /&gt;-- VIncent...need i say more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. current music that's playing?&lt;br /&gt;-- music's a no-no when at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. can you list three things that are taking up&lt;br /&gt;space on your table?&lt;br /&gt;-- monitor, avaya, keyboard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What do you want to do now?&lt;br /&gt;-- plot my destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. what's the colour of your room?&lt;br /&gt;-- Blue with a yellow padding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. what's the first thing you ate this morning?&lt;br /&gt;-- Spam? that was like yesterday morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. what shampoo do you use?&lt;br /&gt;-- Pantene total care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. how many people do you have on your&lt;br /&gt;don't know&lt;br /&gt;-- da hoooo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. what's that one music album you never got&lt;br /&gt;over?&lt;br /&gt;-- Disney soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.favourite day of the week? why?&lt;br /&gt;-- Whatever's my rest day esp if it allows me to go to baguio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. did you do anything stupid in the past 24&lt;br /&gt;hours?&lt;br /&gt;-- sent an email to the one that got away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. did anything useful in the past hour?&lt;br /&gt;-- reactivated somebody's phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. what's your MSN/Yahoo! id right now?&lt;br /&gt;-- kristinadytiapco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. if you could change your name,what would it&lt;br /&gt;be?&lt;br /&gt;-- i like my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. play any musical instruments?&lt;br /&gt;-- yes;piano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. what is yer favorite quote in life?&lt;br /&gt;-- "What you are depends on how you want to be remembered;D&lt;br /&gt;Sige na nga... smoking kills!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-112862648964058686?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/112862648964058686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=112862648964058686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112862648964058686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112862648964058686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2005/10/survey-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-112726045967269273</id><published>2005-09-20T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T17:23:08.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#716E6C"&gt;I'm so glad that i had the chance to go to Baguio even if it were just for the weekend.  Got there Saturday night and it was so good to be back home that I just felt like going out.  Tutal orlok naman na ang bagets.  I met up with PS friends and whiled the night away.  Partying had been my lifestyle back in College but that night, it felt so different. There are no longer familiar faces in the crowd.  Garsh... must be a sign of getting older.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, had fun with Toni and Jemai.  Kahit na I didn't drink much, saya pa rin.  Didn't dance much either.  Eh pano naman, sasaya ka na kapag nagalaw mo ang ulo mo dahil yun lang ang may espacio.  Kaya tama bang sabihan ako ng "been watching you dance".----Da hoo?!?  PAK... di talaga ko nagdadance eh. Kung sakali man, cige for 10 secs. Gagawa na lang kasi ng pick up line, mali pa. Kapag taga Bronx ka nga naman talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent Sunday with the kids-- Shopping galore ang mga bagets.  Sumthing i've noticed with kids.  Ang bilis mapagod.  Before we got to the toys'section aba, full of energy ang mga ito.  pagkagaling dooners biglang... gutom na ko... pagod na ko... uwi na tayo. ABuzz! Abuzz! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, i've been hoping to see an old friend but i guess, i was out of luck.  Sayang.  Been looking everywhere pa man din.  Even through friendster.--  Wherever you are, i pray that you're happy and that you have all that you wanted in life.  Missing you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with one of my closest friends in school.  Had coffee at Starbucks and just talked.   can't believe that it's been years since we last saw each other.  --So good to hear that you're doing good.  Suddenly, i miss being in highschool and college. Wish we could hang out again and have a good time, just like the old days.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then i'm back.  Back to the wonderful world of the 32nd floor Jg Summit. Nothing much to say after that.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-112726045967269273?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/112726045967269273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=112726045967269273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112726045967269273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112726045967269273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-so-glad-that-i-had-chance-to-go-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-112536246688573047</id><published>2005-08-29T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T15:04:21.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>50's Diner</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#716E6C"&gt;Eiy mga taong tambay ng Baguio.&amp;nbsp; Remember this place?&amp;nbsp; Servers on roller skates... a jukebox in the corner and a billiard table on the upper floor.&amp;nbsp; Yah-uh!! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/725632_f5990f4624_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-112536246688573047?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/112536246688573047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=112536246688573047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112536246688573047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112536246688573047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2005/08/50s-diner.html' title='50&apos;s Diner'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-112242357449938784</id><published>2005-07-26T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T17:20:44.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#716E6C"&gt;SOMEWHERE IN MY PAST&lt;br /&gt;Mon del Rosario &amp; Cooky Chua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met you just tonight&lt;br /&gt;But I keep wond'rin' why&lt;br /&gt;It seems I've always known you all my life&lt;br /&gt;I held you only once&lt;br /&gt;But I keep wond'rin' why&lt;br /&gt;It seems I held you forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;Can it be true?&lt;br /&gt;Could I be wrong?&lt;br /&gt;That somewhere in my past&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Can it be true?&lt;br /&gt;Could I be wrong?&lt;br /&gt;That somewhere in my past&lt;br /&gt;There was also me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kissed you only once&lt;br /&gt;But I keep wond'rin' why&lt;br /&gt;It seems I kissed your lips so many times&lt;br /&gt;I've known you only now&lt;br /&gt;But I keep wond'rin' why&lt;br /&gt;It seems I've known you forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;Can it be true?&lt;br /&gt;Could I be wrong?&lt;br /&gt;That somewhere in my past&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Can it be true?&lt;br /&gt;Could I be wrong?&lt;br /&gt;That somewhere in my past&lt;br /&gt;There was also me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met you just tonight&lt;br /&gt;But I keep wond'rin' why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems I've known you all my life&lt;br /&gt;I've loved you only now&lt;br /&gt;But I keep won'drin' why&lt;br /&gt;It seems I love you forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere there was you and I&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-112242357449938784?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/112242357449938784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=112242357449938784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112242357449938784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112242357449938784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2005/07/somewhere-in-my-past-mon-del-rosario.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-112156788098659505</id><published>2005-07-16T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T16:51:56.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sori Po Manong</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#716E6C"&gt;argh.... Grabe talaga.  Bakit kaya sa pagminsan kang biglang mataranta ay ang makaklimutan mo pa ay yung pinakamahalagang bagay.  at pag kinaya mo pa talaga eh sasakay ka ng taxi ng di mo nalalamang wala ka palang wallet o pera.  Kaya Manong... sensya na lang po talaga.  Di na mauulit...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-112156788098659505?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/112156788098659505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=112156788098659505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112156788098659505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112156788098659505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2005/07/sori-po-manong.html' title='Sori Po Manong'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-112147353236406556</id><published>2005-07-15T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T15:58:13.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bwisit na balakubak</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#716E6C"&gt;POTA! POTA! POTA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa kauna-unahang panahon gusto ko ng mag warla!!!!How I envy people who could tell people like you that you.....( Since hindi ko rin lang masabi at baka di pa tama ang lumabas sa bibig ko, ditech na lang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you think you know everything, that you could just start talking without even knowing what is.  You don't know anything about anything at all.  A piece of advice, before you tell me the things that i should do in this line of work,  you might as well try learning how to listen and understand before you start talking. In case you have not noticed, you just started ranting your piece without even asking me a single question about the issue. I just wonder... could you read minds?  Funny noh! kasi you don't know how to read emails eh.  For one, you have not read the email I wrote so how could you say that it has no bearing to the issue.  And to say that the email is so long that the recipient would no longer be reading it...at etoh pa ... ako pa ngayon ang nagiinsinuate na incompetent sila? pero ikaw ang nagsabi na this person do not read long emails. Thatis so unlikely for somebody in that position to do coz they're suppose to attend to employees' concerns. And to think that I only asked you to read the email to see if it's ok.  Guess what you did... you talked but didn't read.     And for you to say that my email is accusing and unprofessional... Look who's talking!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-112147353236406556?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/112147353236406556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=112147353236406556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112147353236406556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112147353236406556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2005/07/bwisit-na-balakubak.html' title='Bwisit na balakubak'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-112104000078702556</id><published>2005-07-10T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T17:00:00.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"?? Which Alcoholic Drink Are You ??"</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/truly-dippy/1061574058_pcocktail2.jpg" border="0" alt="Cocktail"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cocktail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/truly-dippy/quizzes/%3F%3F%20Which%20Alcoholic%20Drink%20Are%20You%20%3F%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;?? Which Alcoholic Drink Are You ??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-112104000078702556?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/112104000078702556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=112104000078702556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112104000078702556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112104000078702556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2005/07/which-alcoholic-drink-are-you.html' title='&quot;?? Which Alcoholic Drink Are You ??&quot;'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-112096839861838726</id><published>2005-07-09T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T16:53:39.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Commentary</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#716E6C"&gt; By now, thousands of Filipinos are already celebrating the disgrace that the Gloriagate tape has brought President Gloria Arroyo. She has lost moral credibility and the confidence to lead the country. However, much as we would not want to admit it, Gloria is just a mere symptom and result of a very corrupt government. We all know that the President is not the key to the change we are all craving for. And that whoever takes over the position would in one way or the other find his/her way to this same entrapment. For what reason?: crab mentality. Mind you… there is no clean president out there and once they’re in power, one foul play is enough for us to feast on their downfall. We never fail, do we? We just love ousting our presidents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is, even without this scandal, the may 2004 election has already been like a boxing arena where political figures fought each other.  Funnier though is that Filipinos no longer voted for whom they really thought is right for the position.  It has become a betting game that Filipinos opted to vote someone just to prevent the other candidate from winning (e.g. Voting FPJ against Arroyo and vise versa).  Funniest of all is that… now that somebody is already in position, a mistake or two  (remember…there would always be one…ergo, a lot of them) and we’re off with the charge of the light brigade.  Now let’s analyze whose fault is all these?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we blame it all to the President... OF COURSE!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-112096839861838726?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/112096839861838726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=112096839861838726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112096839861838726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112096839861838726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2005/07/commentary.html' title='A Commentary'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-112093584419689216</id><published>2005-07-09T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T16:54:43.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vincent's First Movie Experience (Fantastic Four)</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#716E6C"&gt;T'was fun spending the day with the kids. We haven't gone out much lately and  bringing them to the mall put big smiles on their faces. Nothing really special.  We were just out to see a movie. But for Vincent, it was a whole new experience....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;table border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="370"&gt;&lt;IMG HEIGHT=140 WIDTH=120 SRC="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/fantastic-four-poster.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" ALIGN=RIGHT&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#716E6C"&gt;Fantastic Four&lt;br /&gt;Release Date: July 8, 2005 - 20th Century Fox &lt;br /&gt;Cast: Ioan Gruffud - Reed Richards a.k.a. Mr. Fantastic, Jessica Alba - Susan Storm a.k.a The Invisible Girl, Michael Chiklis - Ben Grimm a.k.a The Thing, Chris Evans - Johnny Storm a.k.a The Human Torch, Julian McMahon a.k.a. Doctor Doom, Kerry Washington as Alicia Masters &lt;br /&gt;Director: Tim Story &lt;br /&gt;Screen Writer(s): Mark Frost and Michael France &lt;br /&gt;Official Site: www.fantasticfourmovie.com &lt;br /&gt;Trailers: Fantastic Four Trailer and Clips HERE &lt;br /&gt;Status: TBA &lt;br /&gt;Summary: When an experimental space voyage goes awry, four people are changed by cosmic rays into the superheroes known as The Fantastic Four. Reed Richards, brilliant scientist and team leader, is transformed into Mr. Fantastic --his body now impossibly elastic and resilient. Reeds shy girlfriend, Sue Storm, can now completely disappear and produce force fields as The Invisible Woman. Sue's little brother is Johnny Storm, and known to be a real "hot head". Now he has powers that match his fiery personality and also give him the ability to fly--lighting up the night sky as the Human Torch. Pilot Benjamin Grimm was never much to look at, but now he dates blind women because the accident turned him into a monstrous Thing --completely covered by a rocky orange hide which makes him invunerable to harm and super-strong. Together, they become the Fantastic Four, using their incredible powers against any threat to the peace of Earth. Their first test, to thwart the evil plans of egomaniacal Doctor Doom, an armored villain who wants to rule the planet as Tyrant King. Apart from saving the world, the heroes must quickly learn to how deal with the pressures of fame as the world's most famous super-family--finding it sometimes easier to save the world than to get along with each other in their new circumstances. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/9-small.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/8-small.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/6-small.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/5-small.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/4-small.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/3-small.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/2-small.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/10-small.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-112093584419689216?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/112093584419689216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=112093584419689216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112093584419689216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112093584419689216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2005/07/vincents-first-movie-experience.html' title='Vincent&apos;s First Movie Experience (Fantastic Four)'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-112050538687911085</id><published>2005-07-04T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T16:55:05.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayala Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#716E6C"&gt;I never realized that policemen have good eyesight until today.  Going home from the mall, we passed by Ayala and were surprised when we were asked to pull over.  All the while, I thought it was the cigs I was holding that was the problem.  STUPID ME! I was so overwhelmed with how much money I spent that I forgot to put on the seatbelt.  With all the shopping...and THIS!!!! I can just imagine my wallet going empty.  Desperate, we apologized and pleaded telling him "WE DON"T HAVE MONEY".  When asked where we've been, we immediately replied "SHOPPING". No money, huh? Damn... How stupid could we get?!? Frantic, I tried covering the shopping bags around which wasn't so smart at all.  And worse, the guy just won't chill out.  Thanks to hypertension (To think that I am just 24 and my cousin 29.)  HAHA!  But it's true!!! And of course, it never fails.  It always gets us off the hook...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-112050538687911085?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/112050538687911085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=112050538687911085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112050538687911085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112050538687911085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2005/07/ayala-experience.html' title='Ayala Experience'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-112044244408449475</id><published>2005-07-03T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T16:55:36.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you a Princess, Enchantress, Faerie, Mermaid or Toad?</title><content type='html'>&lt;IMG HEIGHT=140 WIDTH=125 SRC="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/mermaid.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" ALIGN=LEFT&gt; &lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#716E6C"&gt;You are a Mermaid, who sits on a rock in the sea, looking and watching all humanity with curiosity in your eyes. You have a two-sided personality - On one hand, you revel in your freedom and often prefer to live in your own private dreams and on the other hand, humanity intrigues you and you love watching on.&lt;br /&gt;You are actually very kind at heart and, hating to see people hurt, you despise injustice. You probably have one or two special friends, who mean the world to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also; you are probably quite political, wanting to see justice done in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are quite the dreamer, needing your freedom and personal space to dream your little dreams. You love to escape into a book or some good music and just drift away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of your good points are that you are sensitive, compassionate and a freethinker. Your bad points are that you may come across as cool and aloof to others and probably have a tendency to depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the ultimate dreamer with a kind - yet troubled heart.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-112044244408449475?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/112044244408449475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=112044244408449475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112044244408449475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112044244408449475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2005/07/are-you-princess-enchantress-faerie.html' title='Are you a Princess, Enchantress, Faerie, Mermaid or Toad?'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-112044002204160793</id><published>2005-07-03T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T16:55:59.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What kind of girl are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/1102887473_esromantic.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#716E6C"&gt;You're a romantic girl. You're kind, caring, loving, and peaceful. You spend a lot of your time dreaming and you're not afraid to express deep emotion, whether it be in a poem, diary, or words. You hope for love and affection from your prince charming. I have a feeling he will come around soon.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/cozmicstar/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20girl%20are%20you%3F%20(with%20pix!)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;What kind of girl are you? (with pix!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-112044002204160793?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/112044002204160793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=112044002204160793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112044002204160793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112044002204160793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-kind-of-girl-are-you.html' title='What kind of girl are you?'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-112033075225389607</id><published>2005-07-02T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T11:59:53.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet My Pet Quasi</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="dodgerblue"&gt;My name is Quasi105. I am a Kougra. Kougra's originally come from Mystery Island. Occasionally I go for picnics there with my owner kitchi501. It is great fun, they have a tour where you can see the best places on the island, a gift shop, the Training School, and best of all the Island Cooking Pot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kind faerie called Jhuidah watches over this great big cooking pot. It is supposed to be magical although I haven't made anything special there yet. It sure smells good though :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/kougra_yellow_me.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of me, as you can see I am a rather attractive Kougra, and I have been entered in the Beauty Contest many times. What makes me so special you may ask... well its my beautiful paws, ears and sparkling white teeth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/kougra_teeth.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/kougra_paw.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/kougra_ear.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take great care of my teeth, first I rinse with Mouthwash (ooh minty!), then I floss between my sharp teeth (Grackle Bugs are the worst, you get little bits of blue shell stuck in your gums - yuck!). Finally I give my teeth a good brush with my Deluxe Blue Toothbrush. Then voila, prize winning gnashers :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough of me, if you want to chat to my owner, challenge me in a battle, or just say hi, feel free to neomail kitchi501.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-112033075225389607?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/112033075225389607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=112033075225389607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112033075225389607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/112033075225389607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2005/07/meet-my-pet-quasi.html' title='Meet My Pet Quasi'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-111854738853912474</id><published>2005-06-11T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T16:56:21.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Much for Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#716E6C"&gt;I do not have many friends and I am not always in the VIP list of those I call "my friends".  But somehow, I take pride in how I value the few friends that I have.  And for these few, I gave my all and I asked for less. It didn't really matter and I was happy.  Until the bestfriend I've known for half of my life has not only turned her back on me but has also deceived me in a manner that I have not imagined.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-111854738853912474?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/111854738853912474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=111854738853912474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/111854738853912474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/111854738853912474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-much-for-friendship.html' title='So Much for Friendship'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-111854484285391265</id><published>2005-06-11T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T17:03:37.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#716E6C"&gt;"&gt;Ninenuk ko lang 'tong survey kay Toni( hope you don't mind). read on.&lt;br /&gt;Three names you go by: &lt;br /&gt;1. Kitchi (close friends call me by this name)&lt;br /&gt;2. Kristina (for teachers only)&lt;br /&gt;3. Kristine  ( para sa mga pasaway na ayaw tanggapin na di ko talaga to pangalan)&lt;br /&gt;Three screen names you have had:&lt;br /&gt;--none&lt;br /&gt;Three physical things you like about yourself: &lt;br /&gt;1. smile&lt;br /&gt;2. eyes &lt;br /&gt;3. parang ala na &lt;br /&gt;Three physical things you don't like about yourself: &lt;br /&gt;1. freckles&lt;br /&gt;2. face&lt;br /&gt;3. posture...atbp&lt;br /&gt;Three parts of your heritage: &lt;br /&gt;1. filipino(hallur)&lt;br /&gt;2. chinese(grandfather) &lt;br /&gt;3. korean????( mukha lang po)&lt;br /&gt;Three things that scare you: &lt;br /&gt;1. death of my loved ones&lt;br /&gt;2. calamities&lt;br /&gt;3. uncertainties&lt;br /&gt;Three essentials:&lt;br /&gt;1. kikay kit (really now??)&lt;br /&gt;2. BP Me (watete watete)&lt;br /&gt;3. camera&lt;br /&gt;Three things you are wearing right now: &lt;br /&gt;1. Denim skirt(kamiseta)&lt;br /&gt;2. "I love New York" na long sleeves (yikes! passe!)&lt;br /&gt;3. hot pink flat shoes( bayo kids)&lt;br /&gt;Three of your favorite bands or musical artists: &lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;br /&gt;Three of your favorite songs: recently..&lt;br /&gt;1.  &lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;br /&gt;My recent activities:&lt;br /&gt;1. movies( homeviewing lang po)&lt;br /&gt;2. taking pictures of places that i've been( syempre kasama ko sa picture)&lt;br /&gt;3. blogging&lt;br /&gt;Three things you want in a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;1. hope &lt;br /&gt;2. faith &lt;br /&gt;3. and the greatest is love&lt;br /&gt;Two truths &amp; a lie: (in no particular order) &lt;br /&gt;1. 8 hrs of sleep&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm scatterbrained&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm quitting smoking&lt;br /&gt;Three physical things about the preferred sex that appeal to you: &lt;br /&gt;1. expressive eyes&lt;br /&gt;2. smile&lt;br /&gt;3. body built&lt;br /&gt;Three of your favorite hobbies:&lt;br /&gt;1. shopping&lt;br /&gt;2. videoke&lt;br /&gt;3. zoids( pede na rin)&lt;br /&gt;Three things you want to do really badly now: &lt;br /&gt;1. ayusin ang buhay ko( I tried but i just can't)&lt;br /&gt;2. Go home to Baguio and be with my kid&lt;br /&gt;3. mahanap yung camera&lt;br /&gt;Three careers you're considering/you've considered: &lt;br /&gt;1. entrepreneur&lt;br /&gt;2. Race Jockey&lt;br /&gt;3. Home Maker&lt;br /&gt;Three places you want to go on vacation: &lt;br /&gt;1. Europe&lt;br /&gt;2. Bali&lt;br /&gt;3. Palawan&lt;br /&gt;Three kid's names you like: &lt;br /&gt;1. Vincent&lt;br /&gt;2. Miaka &lt;br /&gt;3. Claudia &lt;br /&gt;Three things you want to do before you die: &lt;br /&gt;1. win in a horse race&lt;br /&gt;2. see the world&lt;br /&gt;3. have my own grandchildren&lt;br /&gt;Three ways that you are stereotypically a girl: &lt;br /&gt;1. shopaholic &lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;br /&gt;Three ways that you are stereotypically a boy: &lt;br /&gt;1. burara&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;br /&gt;3.  &lt;br /&gt;Three celeb crushes: &lt;br /&gt;1. Richard Gere (Thunders!?!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Jude Law ( licious!)&lt;br /&gt;3.  &lt;br /&gt;Three people that i would like to see take this quiz now: &lt;br /&gt;1. Liila&lt;br /&gt;2. Che&lt;br /&gt;3. Joanna Jane&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-111854484285391265?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/111854484285391265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=111854484285391265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/111854484285391265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/111854484285391265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2005/06/ninenuk-ko-lang-tong-survey-kay-toni.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-111731635186422775</id><published>2005-05-28T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T17:04:24.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="+2" COLOR="#716E6C"&gt;In 1981&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#716E6C"&gt;The Year I was Born...&lt;br /&gt;*Ronald Reagan becomes president of the US&lt;br /&gt;*Minutes after Ronald Reagan becomes president, Iran releases 52 American hostages that had been held captive for 444 days&lt;br /&gt;*President Reagan is shot in the chest by would be assassin John Hinkley&lt;br /&gt;*Space shuttle Columbia, the world's first reusable spacecraft, is sent into space&lt;br /&gt;*A suspended walkway in the Kansas City Hyatt Regency Hotel collapses, killing 113&lt;br /&gt;*A female former lover files a "palimony" suit against tennis star Billie Jean King&lt;br /&gt;*President Reagan appoints Sandra Day O'Connor to be the first woman on the Supreme Court&lt;br /&gt;*The Pac-Man video game is introduced in the US&lt;br /&gt;*Alicia Keys, Elijah Wood, Kelly Rowland, Anna Kournikova, and Britney Spears are born&lt;br /&gt;*Los Angeles Dodgers win the World Series&lt;br /&gt;*Oakland Raiders win Superbowl XV&lt;br /&gt;*New York Islanders win the Stanley Cup&lt;br /&gt;*Raiders of the Lost Ark is the top grossing film&lt;br /&gt;*"Bette Davis Eyes" by Kim Carnes spends the most time at the top of the US charts&lt;br /&gt;*MTV debuts on cable television, playing music videos 24 hours a day&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-111731635186422775?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/111731635186422775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=111731635186422775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/111731635186422775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/111731635186422775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2005/05/in-1981-year-i-was-born.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-111680791841056982</id><published>2005-05-22T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T16:58:33.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kitchi  You are a Guru!</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE=1 color="#716E6C"&gt;(Submissive Extroverted Abstract Feeler)&lt;br /&gt;You are a GURU (SEAF)— kind, knowing, giving. Like Buddha of old, you can be a persuasive speaker, and you use your creative talents to further the objectives of your heart instead of your mind. But be careful that your friends don't take advantage of your relaxed nature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above all, you like going with the flow. That's cool. Oh yeah, you like to talk a lot. That's cool, too. Whatever.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-111680791841056982?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/111680791841056982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=111680791841056982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/111680791841056982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/111680791841056982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2005/05/kitchi-you-are-guru.html' title='kitchi  You are a Guru!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-111671860899754956</id><published>2005-05-21T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T16:58:58.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vincent</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/totoy.bmp" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE=1 color="#716E6C"&gt;For the past few months, I’ve been looking back to younger years and it made me smile.  Somehow, I miss all the fun, all the mischief and all the good times that came with it.  There were moments that I would find myself daydreaming, wishing I were back.  Back to the carefree lifestyle of a teenager… no worries… no cares; that was my life until I became a mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the nine months that I carried the growing baby inside, more questions filled my mind.  Anxiety filled my heart.  Uncertainty of what could happen clouded my mind.  And for once, I have felt fear. Anticipation was lingering as well… I can hardly wait to deliver the baby.  Surely, all these that I’m feeling would end once the baby is out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, I was wrong.  Things started to get worse when the baby arrived.  By the way, we named him Vincent.  For starters, I have stumbled through diaper changes and sleep deprivation.  I have walked around the house all day when Vincent kept crying and won’t stop.  I have stayed up all night carrying a sick toddler in my arms, wiping up barf, and saying” It’s okay, mama’s here.  It was not the lack of sleep that I hated, it was the dread that keeps you awake at 2 am just to feel your baby burning hot with fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember when Vincent fell down and had a skull fracture. I was panic-stricken. I barely slept for three months, I just stayed there watching out for symptoms even when the doctor already said that Vincent’s fine.   I prayed to God.  I was bargaining with God.  I promised to be good but he has to keep my son safe.  But nothing could calm my heart.  I prayed again… for all the trying times, all the tears and worries I knew were ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things didn’t get easier.  As Vincent grew, I have found myself pressured to earn money.    I was lucky enough to get a job here in Manila.  The first taste of being away and alone was so good to be true.  It didn’t take long when I started missing home.  Missing Vincent.  I have been here since August of 2003 and I just get to see my son once every 3 months.  Being away just compounded my fears… my worries….  There were times that I just wanted to go home.  But I can’t.  I have to be strong.  I have so many dreams for him that there’s just no turning back.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing of what I am saying now could explicitly describe what a mom goes through or how she feels.  My mom used to tell me:  Someday you would know and understand. Once you become a mother; unless, you become a mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes.  Somehow, slowly, I am starting to understand.  You do not need a bachelor’s degree to become a mom.  It does not overcome the frustrations and fears.  A career does not guarantee easy motherhood.  It does not remove the worries and the tears.  Yes, I didn’t have the money.  I have learned how to earn money.  I was young, too young perhaps… but I grew up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that there are more attached responsibilities to being a mother and I know that I have a long way to go.  But seeing Vincent asleep fills my heart with calmness.  Watching him discover new things wipes out the uncertainty that my own curiosity has brought.  Seeing Vincent’s face lit up at the sight of an ice cream erases the tensions of a long day’s work.  Hearing him shout with glee over a pasalubong makes money worth spending. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there were times that I longed for the old days. Wondering what might have been.  Asking where the dreams have gone.  What happened to the plans I have made?  But God has made me special. He has made me a mother.  He has given me the power to push my child to never give up and the sensitivity to love him under all circumstances. I am not a perfect mother and I will never be.  Vincent is not a perfect child and he will never be. But put us together and we will be the best mother and son we would ever be. And for all the hardships and sacrifices, I would never regret the day I had Vincent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now as I look back again to the younger years, and I still smile.  But this time I wave goodbye to the young girl that I used to be.  For once more I have believed that I can do anything because God has given me the most precious gift.  He has given me Vincent.  Him, who has given me strength to be the woman that I am now.&lt;br /&gt;                                                           -Graduation Speech&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-111671860899754956?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/111671860899754956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=111671860899754956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/111671860899754956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/111671860899754956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2005/05/vincent.html' title='Vincent'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-111671413301293805</id><published>2005-05-21T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T16:59:24.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories of Bali ( pirated)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/IMG_0501.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE=1 color="#716E6C"&gt;We were kind of hoping to have one real summer get away.  Just to run away from all the toxins of work and home.  From Palawan to Bora... napadpad na lang kmi sa Tagaytay.  Bitbit ang sari saring paraphernalia.  from bikinis to camera.  Wishing Bora ang pupuntahan.  Masabi lang na nagbakasyon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kunwari mga turista...Aba, di nagplano.  Kumain sa Cafe Lupe tapos naghanap ng tutulugan.  At ayon inabot ng takip silim,   ala pa rin matutulugan.  Sa wakas, nakapili din. Sa Estancia nagpalipas ng gabi.  Ewan ko ba ba't naisip namin don. Para kaming pinaglakad ng 7 bundok sa layo ng aming room. Fully booked daw kasi. But wait... fully booked ba kamo? eh ba't amin lang yung kotse don... creepy noh! takot naman namin marape noh! pero ok na din... overlooking naman daw.  Yun lang, sobrang katakot, ala rin lumabas dun sa terrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O nga pala kumain kami ng hapunan sa Carlos Pizza.  Mga engot, pumunta ng Tagaytay, ala dalang jacket.  Tuloy, kumakain ng pizza na nakakumot.  Kasi naman, gusto pa kumain sa labas.  Para daw may view... eh gabi naman.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At doon meron kaming nakilala.  Mga Kids of "Bali".  Sa sobrang alang mapuntahan, sumama na lang sa resthouse.  Ang inaasam-asam na gimik... nabulalyaso. Pano ba naman, kinantahan kami ng Glory Song.  Ano pa laban namin don.  By the way etoh yung mga newly found friends ng mga bakla:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Jun... Ung may-ari ng bahay.  Tama bang oferan kami ng red wine.  Ano kami Katanduanes?!? hmph..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si JS? ba yun?  Ewan ko.  Parang di ko ata narining nagsalita ang batang ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Ida.  Aba parang may micropono sa lalamunan.  Sobra galing kumanta.  kulang na lang buntot... hayip na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Justin... etoh naman ang favorite ko.  Tinanong kung ano wildest thing na nagawa; etoh sagot: nagswimming ng di nagpaalam at umuwi ng alas 4 ng hapon.  Ano 'to elementary?  Here's more, inaya pa kami sa New Life... See you there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At si Martin... Ewan ko ba kung anong klaseng tyan meron toh... gustong -gusto magbanyo.  Yun lang at naka white ang naaalala ko. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nabuhayan na lang ako pagsapit ng umaga.  swimming galore na po ito.  Ayun, sunbathing daw... apply naman ng apply ng sunblock... Ayaw umitim... huwaaaat?!? Pagkatapos, ayaw pang paawat. Kain pa daw bago umuwi.  Tinahak ang landas ng Sonya's Garden... ay masukal na landas pala.  Ok lang, gutom na ko.  Grabeng pagkain... Salad pa lang suko na tong tyan ko.  Eh Pinoy, kaya ayon... cge... lamon lang kahit puputok na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/IMG_0502.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa aming pagbabalik syudad, balik trabaho nanaman.  ARGHHHH! pero di jan nagtapos yung kwento.  Nakita pa namin uli yung isa sa mga Bali kids.  Aba nagsama pa.  Etoh naman kasing si Martin, ang sabi sa 'min, masgwapo daw kay justin yung pinsan ni justin.  Yun pala saksakan ng gwapo. Sinungaling na bata. At eto pa... mga walang galang sa mga matatanda... kung makahirit.  Di mo pa maintindihan ang trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Martin... gusto uminom ng nakahiga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Neil... gusto mag-isip ng pupuntahan.  kaya ayun nag gasoline station hopping na lang kami.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si JC... Ang gwapo... pero ayaw magsalita... at nagtatago sa isang sulok ng 7'11.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At pag-uwi ay dala dala namin ang mga alaala ng mga nakalipas na mga araw.  Potcha... ang sarap maging bata.  Etoh ang kwentong gugustuhin kong balik balikan... Ang Aming Memories of Bali.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-111671413301293805?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/111671413301293805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=111671413301293805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/111671413301293805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/111671413301293805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2005/05/memories-of-bali-pirated.html' title='Memories of Bali ( pirated)'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-111559263743524967</id><published>2005-05-08T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T17:05:03.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitchi, you're a Critic!</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#716E6C"&gt;You also have a thirst for adventure, whether satisfying it through physical activities, or through embarking on risk-filled business ventures. You are smart, slick and fast. You've been known to break intellectual rules, which is how you've managed to remain such an innovative thinker over the years.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-111559263743524967?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/111559263743524967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=111559263743524967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/111559263743524967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/111559263743524967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2005/05/kitchi-youre-critic.html' title='Kitchi, you&apos;re a Critic!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-110779384306597188</id><published>2005-02-07T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T16:59:47.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reveal Your Subconscious Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE=1 color=#716E6C&gt;Kitchi, your subconscious mind is driven most by Imagination&lt;BR&gt;This means you have a deep desire to use innovative ideas to enhance your life and influence the world around you. This drive influences you far more than you may realize on a conscious level.&lt;BR&gt;Your need to be innovative drives how you look at new opportunities and the kinds of experiences in life you choose to have. On an unconscious level, the reason you may be so driven by imagination is your fear of destruction, the opposite of creation. When you are unable to create due to restrictions imposed by your environment or even ones you unwittingly impose on yourself, do you feel trapped or confined? You may find these feelings of unease only get better when you find another outlet for your imagination.&lt;BR&gt;With such a strong creative orientation, you are willing to entertain a broad spectrum of ideas at any given time. The world is a fuller, richer place because you can contribute new ideas to any experience. Your natural curiosity inspires those around you and encourages them to come up with ideas they wouldn't have thought of without your help.&lt;BR&gt;Though your unconscious mind is driven most strongly by Imagination, there is much more to who you are at your core.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-110779384306597188?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/110779384306597188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=110779384306597188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/110779384306597188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/110779384306597188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2005/02/reveal-your-subconscious-mind_07.html' title='Reveal Your Subconscious Mind'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-110762945867032046</id><published>2005-02-05T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T17:00:11.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To seize the long day ahead</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/kitchie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;font color="#716E6C"&gt;Litang....?&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Antok...?&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;... mag Lucky Me Supreme ka!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-110762945867032046?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/110762945867032046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=110762945867032046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/110762945867032046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/110762945867032046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2005/02/to-seize-long-day-ahead.html' title='To seize the long day ahead'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-110659045768225392</id><published>2005-01-24T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T17:00:36.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A pretty face</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 334px; HEIGHT: 271px" height="432" alt="Hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/kitchi/Image_20.jpg" width="472" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-110659045768225392?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/110659045768225392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=110659045768225392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/110659045768225392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/110659045768225392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2005/01/pretty-face.html' title='A pretty face'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-110632834834089647</id><published>2005-01-21T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T18:55:57.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At digi cafe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29733446@N00/3613625/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos3.flickr.com/3613625_d870e682cf_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29733446@N00/3613625/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;thegang.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/29733446@N00/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;kitchi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color=dodgerblue"&gt;The first thing that came to my mind the first time I saw these people is I'll never be friends with any of them. Guess what... I thought wrong!&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-110632834834089647?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/110632834834089647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=110632834834089647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/110632834834089647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/110632834834089647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2005/01/at-digi-cafe.html' title='At digi cafe'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9795369.post-110410025381779870</id><published>2004-12-26T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T17:02:23.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>While the World Around</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#716E6C"&gt;In the wee hours of the morning, I walked my way home&lt;br /&gt;I watched how darkness turned into light&lt;br /&gt;And I sighed knowing another day has come.&lt;br /&gt;For me it was time to rest, Time to sleep&lt;br /&gt;while the world around comes to life&lt;br /&gt;I hurry home, laid down and thought.&lt;br /&gt;Lost in all that, I found myself in a dream&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember what it was&lt;br /&gt;A dream that's lost in my memory.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up after sunset with stars hovering above&lt;br /&gt;It would be so nice to just look at them&lt;br /&gt;only I was so busy thinking of what lies ahead.&lt;br /&gt;For me the day has just begun, Time to work&lt;br /&gt;while the world around falls asleep&lt;br /&gt;I hurried to work, and started the day as I always did&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9795369-110410025381779870?l=kitchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/feeds/110410025381779870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9795369&amp;postID=110410025381779870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/110410025381779870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9795369/posts/default/110410025381779870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitchi.blogspot.com/2004/12/while-world-around.html' title='While the World Around'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
