<?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-6633385653024753760</id><updated>2012-01-27T09:46:46.111+08:00</updated><category term='escapades'/><category term='special occasions'/><category term='songs of this life'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='greetings and dedication'/><category term='etc.. etc..'/><category term='hatred'/><category term='blah blah'/><category term='fairy tales'/><category term='heart blabberings'/><category term='just between us'/><category term='helping hand'/><category term='relaxation'/><category term='time out'/><category term='unconscious'/><category term='tags tags tags'/><category term='emotional insanity'/><category term='happy holidays'/><category term='lesson&apos;s in life'/><category term='caramoan getaway'/><category term='awards'/><category term='wish'/><category term='all about men'/><category term='on holidays'/><category term='work and leisure'/><title type='text'>blogkoto</title><subtitle type='html'>daily dose of life.. we all need to dance with everydays music, no matter what beat it played on us..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-1530687703683052821</id><published>2009-03-14T09:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T09:46:19.676+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helping hand'/><title type='text'>KINDLY VISIT THIS SITE</title><content type='html'>http://helpjanice.wordpress.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let us help her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls include her in our prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's a good person, a christian, a mother, a wife and a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew her way back, when we we're still active in our church choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Godbless us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jing, God loves you. my prayers are with you. God will alleviate all the pain that you are going through..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are here we love you. you may not remember me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm just here. the CYF are here. we are here for you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-1530687703683052821?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/1530687703683052821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=1530687703683052821' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/1530687703683052821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/1530687703683052821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2009/03/kindly-visit-this-site.html' title='KINDLY VISIT THIS SITE'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-3582279601868674145</id><published>2008-11-15T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T21:36:00.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just an update</title><content type='html'>post that i wasn't able to upload here coz of my hectic sched. now just for a brief wrap up on how my nonsense life is going here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nov. 2, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda busy yesterday, taking care of my godson so i preferred to visit the cemetery tonight. I brought some candles and offered it to my relatives’ tomb. I thought of my departed loved ones and friends. How i miss their company. Their laughter, their presence and their care. Their body may be gone but their memory will be 4ever cherished here in our hearts. We all know our departed ones are now in the Almighty’s side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My visit tonight in the cemetery is not like my usual routine during all souls day. This year, i wasn't able to get together with my long time friends, hang-out and have a chat with them. Tonight i was alone at the cemetery. Nobody was around but me. Simple, so quiet (well except for the annoying sound of a videoke machine on the neighboring cemetery) and sad. But i did just fine. It rained,. good thing i was able to bring my umbrella with me. I stayed for awhile. I prayed. I asked for forgiveness and guidance. This day of the dead is one special day. Oh well for me yes, definitely! May Godbless all the souls. May He bless us all too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;October 19, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of d moment i am feeling very weak. My whole being hurts. Tired so tired. So annoying to think that im feeling this kind of stuff without any accomplishments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night i've been a really bad gurl.. Wild.. And dangerous. My nightmare came to life. I dreamt of that moment the other night. I did not expect it to happen so soon. Picture this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Oct. 16, 2008&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon i was so happy. I bought him sum stuff that i know he would luv to hav. But my good mood was drained when he texted me some sort of a joke!. Oh well i did not find it funny. Tell me, will you find it funny if u asked the guy where he is and his reply was he was with another gurl? Not just any ordinary gurl but a BITCH! The joke was he's with the bitch you hate the most and you know that bitch was so obsess with ur guy. He betrayed u b4 coz of that btch. Now would you find his joke funny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, i did not find it funny. I dnt get hes joke. I dont know, but with that simple text i flared up! Jokes are half meant you know...that's what my brain say's. I hated him for reminding me of the times when he's cheating on me. I was attending mass at redemptorist that moment. Though im in such a holy place the devil in me won. Teary eyed i got out of the church. He's joke was damn wrong timing. He ruined the peace within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without any second thought, i went to the grocery bought matador long neck and sum century tuna. Boarded a jeepney and went to his place.  I prepared sum food for my pulutan. After, i looked for all the empty bottles of beer that we consumed for the past weeks. And gues what? All the bottles that my hands get hold of came flying into the air. Landing in different directions. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't care less. I was so full of rage, hatred and everything! I was in pain. All his shortcomings, his lies, and his mistakes came flashing in my mind. In a matter of seconds, the rum was full of broken glasses of beer. I was not yet contented i grab all the frames in the rum, broke it and thats it i was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the mess iv made, i went on with my drinking spree. I was crying heavily while drinking. Sad to say i did not finish the bottle. He arrived and stopped me from taking another shot. I cursed him i sweared. I wanted to kill him. I dont know how mad i was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard him whisper sorry. But i wasn't listening. I cried my self to sleep. And in the morning? We were both full of cuts and bruises.&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is, i feel good after that. But the room? It's a total wreck! That will teach him a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me crazy or over reacting bitch, i don't give a damn.. For me, sometimes it's better to let loose of our bitterness. It's pretty refreshing you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;july 5, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An open letter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tnx for taking good care of me from the time of my arrival. You're such a sweetie. Im numb inside out. I know u love me coz that's what uv been telling me. But d prob is i dnt knw if i can still believe in u. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many doubts surround me. Instances that made me realize there's sumthng wrong in us. Still i want to thank you for that love and care that u showered on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;june 4, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My morning is rotten coz of u. Of ol pipol ur d 1 iv xpctd 2 hlp me thru this. Its ur fault anyway, yet i hv to suffer alone? Gues that is not at all fair. Oh wel, maybe im jus being s2pid thinking youd be there 4 me. Y am i always counting on you wen you always fail me? My patience is running out. Been trying to understand you the past months. I gez its wrong for me to trust u or worst its damn wrong for me to even love you! I feel like im just 1 of ur toys. Uv been playing me. But becoz of my 2 mch s2pdty iv let u play me. So mch so it hurts. Iv given up so much just for you. I bet its time for me to get back on u. Just wait ul see who this gurl uv been playing with. I swear il let u fil ol d pain u caused me. Go on enjoy ur time with those bitches of your's. We'l see who will suffer in d end!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-3582279601868674145?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/3582279601868674145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=3582279601868674145' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/3582279601868674145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/3582279601868674145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-update.html' title='just an update'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-2127909299122196757</id><published>2008-07-31T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T09:33:15.603+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all about men'/><title type='text'>why men cheat</title><content type='html'>When a high-profile man is caught with someone other than his wife, it's enough to get the collective voice of women asking a whole bunch of why questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do men cheat? Why can't they control themselves? Why do they have to pay for it? The answer may seem simple at first (if he's not being satisfied at home, he'll roam the neighborhood). But the reasons are a little more nuanced than that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some guys are simply serial cheaters - think about the trail of rumors that followed Bill Clinton into the White House. But other guys seem like upstanding citizens until wham, bam, thank you ma'am, they show exactly how low they're willing to go. What is it, then, that triggers a normally faithful man to cross the line from being committed to breaking trust, from home cooking to ordering out? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Power (or Cash) &lt;br /&gt;It's not to say that entry-level men who make minimum salaries don't cheat, but it's also pretty clear that powerful men with the means to withdraw hefty sums of cash (for hotels, gifts, prostitutes) are often candidates. It's not just because they have more options; it's also because they think their invincibility in the office will also extend to their private lives, which they assume will remain private no matter how high-profile they may be. Arrogance is a form of blindness, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A Sudden Change in Status &lt;br /&gt;Maybe your guy isn't a celebrity, but has he gone from middle management to senior exec lately? Simply making the leap from corporal to captain can put a guy in a difficult spot - he's suddenly separated from his office crew, facing challenges at work that you may not relate to, and looking for someone to tell his woes to - even if it costs $1,300 to get her to keep quiet and leave after he's seemingly unburdened himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The Family Circus &lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying it's right, and I'm not saying it's fair, but some men can feel like they're last in the family pecking order once the gaggle of children dominates schedules, time, and his wife's attention. That doesn't mean that kids drive their fathers to cheat, nor does it mean that families are to blame. It just means that the situation can make some men more vulnerable to be influenced by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. An Unexpected Ego Stroke &lt;br /&gt;A note from an ex, a compliment from a co-worker, a good rapport with a server at his favorite bar. If the affection in his primary relationship dwindles as time goes on, a guy's hormones can skyrocket when he feels the charge of a new woman showing some attention. Most times, innocent bantering is just that, but coupled with other triggers, the chemical reaction is a dangerous one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Cyber 'Safety' &lt;br /&gt;Plain and simple: The Internet has made it easier for men to feel safer-in everything from looking for dates and mates to sending innuendo-laced IMs to the hot coworker on the third floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The apparent safety of flirting in his own keyboard can build an unhealthy feeling that everything he's doing is OK, making it more likely he can slip into making some very stupid choices. An addictive personality only compounds the problem. To find out if he might have one, take this important quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't live in fear, either. Here are 10 simple secrets successful spouses know that will keep a marriage firing on all cylinders for years to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-2127909299122196757?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/2127909299122196757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=2127909299122196757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/2127909299122196757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/2127909299122196757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-men-cheat.html' title='why men cheat'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-4169458511667671219</id><published>2008-07-22T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T17:16:50.664+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotional insanity'/><title type='text'>I LOVE THIS SONG.. IT'S TOTALLY ME!</title><content type='html'>TAKE A BOW - RIHANNA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh &lt;br /&gt;How bout a round of applause &lt;br /&gt;yea &lt;br /&gt;Standin ovation &lt;br /&gt;Ohh yeaa &lt;br /&gt;yea yea yea yea &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look so dumb right now &lt;br /&gt;Standin outside my house &lt;br /&gt;Tryin to apologize &lt;br /&gt;Your so ugly when you cry &lt;br /&gt;Please &lt;br /&gt;Just cut it out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't tell me you're sorry cause you're not &lt;br /&gt;Baby when i know you're only sorry you got caught &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you put on quite a show &lt;br /&gt;Really had me going &lt;br /&gt;But now it's time to go &lt;br /&gt;Curtains finally closin &lt;br /&gt;That was quite a show &lt;br /&gt;Very entertaining &lt;br /&gt;But it's over now &lt;br /&gt;So go on and take a bow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grab your clothes and get gone &lt;br /&gt;You betta hurry up &lt;br /&gt;Before the sprinklers come on &lt;br /&gt;Talkin bout girl I love you your the one &lt;br /&gt;This just looks like a re-run &lt;br /&gt;Please &lt;br /&gt;What else is on &lt;br /&gt;Ohh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't tell me you're sorry cause you're not &lt;br /&gt;Baby when i know you're only sorry you got caught &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you put on quite a show &lt;br /&gt;Really had me going &lt;br /&gt;But now it's time to go &lt;br /&gt;Curtains finally closin &lt;br /&gt;That was quite a show &lt;br /&gt;Very entertaining &lt;br /&gt;But it's over now &lt;br /&gt;So go on and take a bow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh &lt;br /&gt;And the award for the best liar goes to you &lt;br /&gt;For makin me believe that you could be &lt;br /&gt;Faithful to me let's hear your speech out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How bout a round of applause &lt;br /&gt;Standin ovation &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you put on quite a show &lt;br /&gt;Really had me going &lt;br /&gt;But now it's time to go &lt;br /&gt;Curtains finally closin &lt;br /&gt;That was quite a show &lt;br /&gt;Very entertaining &lt;br /&gt;But it's over now &lt;br /&gt;So go on and take a bow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's over now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-4169458511667671219?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/4169458511667671219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=4169458511667671219' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/4169458511667671219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/4169458511667671219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-love-this-song-its-totally-me.html' title='I LOVE THIS SONG.. IT&apos;S TOTALLY ME!'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-7365468675749606953</id><published>2008-07-22T16:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T17:07:27.717+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hatred'/><title type='text'>nothing at all</title><content type='html'>i got nothing to say at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am completely in pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life sucks!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-7365468675749606953?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/7365468675749606953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=7365468675749606953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/7365468675749606953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/7365468675749606953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2008/07/nothing-at-all.html' title='nothing at all'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-8909906159405689056</id><published>2008-07-22T16:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T12:41:58.444+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unconscious'/><title type='text'>dream moodz</title><content type='html'>my dreams for the past weeks says it all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how am i really? just read this and you'll know how i'm doing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bats &lt;br /&gt;To see bats in your dream, symbolizes uncleanness, demons, and annoyances.  Alternatively, bats also represent your need to let go of old habits for your current way of life no longer suits your new growth and outlook. It is symbolic of a rebirth. It may also mean that you are entering blindly into a situation. You need to evaluate the facts more carefully The dream may also been a pun on feeling "batty" or feeling crazy.  &lt;br /&gt;To dream of a white bat, signifies death of a family member.  To dream of a black bat, signifies personal disaster.&lt;br /&gt;To see a vampire bat in your dream, represents that a person in your life may be draining your of self-confidence and/or your resources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cell Phone &lt;br /&gt;To see or use a cell phone in your dream, indicates that you are being receptive to new information. It also represents your mobility. &lt;br /&gt;To dream that you lost your cell phone, represents a lack of communication. You have lost touch with some aspect of your feelings or your Self.  &lt;br /&gt;Telephone&lt;br /&gt;To dream that you are having a telephone conversation with someone your know,  signifies an issue that you need to confront with that person. This issue may have to do with letting go some part of yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears&lt;br /&gt;To dream that you are in tears, signifies that a healing of some sort is taking place in your life. The tears symbolize compassion, emotional healing and spiritual cleansing. Alternatively, tears may indicate pain. &lt;br /&gt;To dream that others are in tears, indicates that you need to rethink your actions and how your behavior may be affecting those around you.&lt;br /&gt;To see a teardrop in your dream, represents previous wisdom you have learned and remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drowning&lt;br /&gt;To see someone drowning in your dream, suggests that you are becoming too deeply involved in something that is beyond your control. Alternatively, it represents a sense of loss in your own identity. You are unable to differentiate who you are anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snake &lt;br /&gt;To see a snake or be bitten by one in your dream, signifies hidden fears and worries that are threatening you.  Your dream may be alerting you to something in your waking life that you are not aware of or that has not yet surfaced. The snake may also be seen as phallic and thus symbolize dangerous and forbidden sexuality. The snake may also refer to a person around you who is callous, ruthless, and can't be trusted. As a positive symbol, snakes represent transformation, knowledge and wisdom. It is indicative of self-renewal and positive changes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quarrel&lt;br /&gt;To dream that you are quarreling with a certain person, signifies that there is some hidden hard feelings and conflict toward that person and you are having difficulties talking about. This dream functions to help open that line of communication with that person in your waking life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volcano&lt;br /&gt;To see a volcano in your dream, indicates that you are unable to control emotions, particularly if the volcano is erupting.  The end result may be damaging and hurtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashes&lt;br /&gt;To see ashes in your dream, signifies bitter changes and disruptions. Ashes may represent a failed relationship or a ruinous business enterprise. You may be feeling that the good times are over and nothing of value is left in your life.  Alternatively, you may be dwelling too much on the past.  You need to learn to let go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-8909906159405689056?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/8909906159405689056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=8909906159405689056' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/8909906159405689056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/8909906159405689056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2008/07/dream-moodz.html' title='dream moodz'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-9117643008630484388</id><published>2008-06-03T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T10:19:54.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, your Sex and the City match is Carrie!</title><content type='html'>Smart, driven, and the kind of girl that could be the star of any show, it's no surprise you lead the pack. Whether trying out a new hairstyle or mixing and matching your wardrobe, with a look and a lifestyle all your own, you're sure to inspire those around you. You're honest about what you want out of life — even when all you really want is the latest Balenciaga bag or a corner table in a hot new restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But your playful exterior doesn't fool everyone — deep inside you've got a lot on your mind and it shows. Standing by your friends, working hard, and always staying a step ahead (while, of course, doing it in Manolo Blahniks), isn't exactly easy. So now that everything else is in place, we couldn't help but wonder — is your next great romance right around the corner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**hhhhahhah really? am i?**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-9117643008630484388?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/9117643008630484388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=9117643008630484388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/9117643008630484388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/9117643008630484388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2008/06/wow-your-sex-and-city-match-is-carrie.html' title='Wow, your Sex and the City match is Carrie!'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-6155479410370878042</id><published>2008-06-03T09:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:51:11.179+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etc.. etc..'/><title type='text'>on my "being emo"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/SESj51ZLW-I/AAAAAAAAAOM/N51fqJ2LM18/s1600-h/intro2.gif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/SESj51ZLW-I/AAAAAAAAAOM/N51fqJ2LM18/s400/intro2.gif.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207467283127688162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, you are a Little Bit Emo!&lt;br /&gt;Shop at second hand stores from time to time? Feel like no one understands you? Own a pair of Chucks? That's just what we thought. It's not very strong, but we can kind of see it. We're betting you mope from time to time and you've been known to sigh over an ex, even if you only do it where no one can see you. Come on, just admit it — brooding can be fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank your lucky stars, because you'd never, ever wear as much makeup at Pete Wentz or listen to Taking Back Sunday all the time. Maybe you just like to pretend that you're super-stoic, but we know that deep down you've got a heart of purest glass. So congrats — you're not totally tragic. Not even close.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-6155479410370878042?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/6155479410370878042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=6155479410370878042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/6155479410370878042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/6155479410370878042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2008/06/on-my-being-emo.html' title='on my &quot;being emo&quot;'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/SESj51ZLW-I/AAAAAAAAAOM/N51fqJ2LM18/s72-c/intro2.gif.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-7264531820716823565</id><published>2008-02-27T12:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:51:12.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my dear cute godson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R8Txj0IS7QI/AAAAAAAAAOE/dJ-QtHXxx30/s1600-h/DSC05807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R8Txj0IS7QI/AAAAAAAAAOE/dJ-QtHXxx30/s400/DSC05807.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171523869719325954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R8TvzEIS7OI/AAAAAAAAAN4/C-B9r-hmmUM/s1600-h/DSC05860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R8TvzEIS7OI/AAAAAAAAAN4/C-B9r-hmmUM/s400/DSC05860.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171521932689075426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R8Tu9UIS7NI/AAAAAAAAANw/EFTAMrcsep4/s1600-h/DSC05770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R8Tu9UIS7NI/AAAAAAAAANw/EFTAMrcsep4/s400/DSC05770.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171521009271106770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R8TupUIS7MI/AAAAAAAAANo/940yKLt2ToM/s1600-h/DSC05771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R8TupUIS7MI/AAAAAAAAANo/940yKLt2ToM/s400/DSC05771.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171520665673723074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R8Tt4kIS7LI/AAAAAAAAANg/-jFwESrgCl8/s1600-h/DSC05852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R8Tt4kIS7LI/AAAAAAAAANg/-jFwESrgCl8/s400/DSC05852.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171519828155100338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-7264531820716823565?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/7264531820716823565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=7264531820716823565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/7264531820716823565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/7264531820716823565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-dear-cute-godson.html' title='my dear cute godson'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R8Txj0IS7QI/AAAAAAAAAOE/dJ-QtHXxx30/s72-c/DSC05807.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-7266977949066573354</id><published>2008-02-17T18:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:51:12.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart blabberings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special occasions'/><title type='text'>late valentine treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R7gMQEIS7KI/AAAAAAAAANY/i_Lvs54s_VU/s1600-h/rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R7gMQEIS7KI/AAAAAAAAANY/i_Lvs54s_VU/s320/rose.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167894042533620898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had another happy day for the valentines.. thanks for pleasing me always.. thanks for  setting a side some time for me.. thanks for the flower, for the card and for the bunch of treat.. you will always be special to me. thanks for the sweet message you left for me.. you know where.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhmm i am just too glad to tell my valentine's day. guess i have to write it down on my next post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy hearts month everyone! hope you all have the happiest month of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye for now.. have a happy and blessed sunday! godbless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-7266977949066573354?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/7266977949066573354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=7266977949066573354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/7266977949066573354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/7266977949066573354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2008/02/late-valentine-treat.html' title='late valentine treat'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R7gMQEIS7KI/AAAAAAAAANY/i_Lvs54s_VU/s72-c/rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-4061460149398384056</id><published>2008-02-06T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:51:23.276+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caramoan getaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work and leisure'/><title type='text'>THE NEXT LOCATION FOR THE TV SERIES "SURVIVOR"? Gota Beach, Caramoan, Cam. Sur</title><content type='html'>This photos were taken during our Site inspection 2 days ago..&lt;br /&gt;the journey begins..on our way to the project site Caramoan National Park (GOTA 1 &amp; 2).. with my boss &amp; some of Gov. L-ray's staff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lDsNsSDJI/AAAAAAAAAKI/uXQ3bPCTek8/s1600-h/DSC01210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lDsNsSDJI/AAAAAAAAAKI/uXQ3bPCTek8/s200/DSC01210.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163732874625682578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lDsdsSDKI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/gwrDqsSUi6c/s1600-h/DSC01246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lCQtsSDEI/AAAAAAAAAJg/4cCn0z6XbG0/s1600-h/DSC01207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lCR9sSDHI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Em8pO445mJ0/s1600-h/DSC01214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lCR9sSDHI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Em8pO445mJ0/s200/DSC01214.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163731324142488690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6k8ZdsSC9I/AAAAAAAAAIo/Y4ckVwHZMuA/s1600-h/DSC01211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6k8ZdsSC9I/AAAAAAAAAIo/Y4ckVwHZMuA/s200/DSC01211.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163724855921740754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breath taking scenery along the way.. such a wonderful sight indeed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6k-btsSC-I/AAAAAAAAAIw/1cMsOhXlcsU/s1600-h/DSC01237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6k-btsSC-I/AAAAAAAAAIw/1cMsOhXlcsU/s200/DSC01237.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163727093599701986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6k-cNsSC_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/3qqq6mCDMuE/s1600-h/DSC01230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6k-cNsSC_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/3qqq6mCDMuE/s200/DSC01230.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163727102189636594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6k-ctsSDAI/AAAAAAAAAJA/0mrqZBVvFFo/s1600-h/DSC01242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6k-ctsSDAI/AAAAAAAAAJA/0mrqZBVvFFo/s200/DSC01242.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163727110779571202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presenting the Caramoan National Park Project EIA Team : Site Inspection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6k_29sSDBI/AAAAAAAAAJI/GmfSLVUfces/s1600-h/DSC01298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6k_29sSDBI/AAAAAAAAAJI/GmfSLVUfces/s200/DSC01298.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163728661262765074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6k_3NsSDCI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/HajS_cMdWoA/s1600-h/DSC01300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6k_3NsSDCI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/HajS_cMdWoA/s200/DSC01300.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163728665557732386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6k_3tsSDDI/AAAAAAAAAJY/BliXSrcGV5Q/s1600-h/DSC01299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6k_3tsSDDI/AAAAAAAAAJY/BliXSrcGV5Q/s200/DSC01299.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163728674147666994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lKtNsSDQI/AAAAAAAAALA/gY03WeyG-dU/s1600-h/DSC01301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lKtNsSDQI/AAAAAAAAALA/gY03WeyG-dU/s200/DSC01301.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163740588386946306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the project site : SURVIVOR SERIES next location? : GOTA 1 &amp; 2 : Cabanas from the outside and its inside sneak preview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lY-tsSDaI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/CsUa1CrRBfw/s1600-h/DSC01283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lY-tsSDaI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/CsUa1CrRBfw/s200/DSC01283.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163756282197446050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lY-9sSDbI/AAAAAAAAAMY/d0Q3kHatA2A/s1600-h/DSC01287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lY-9sSDbI/AAAAAAAAAMY/d0Q3kHatA2A/s200/DSC01287.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163756286492413362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lY_NsSDcI/AAAAAAAAAMg/_KTL3Uttdng/s1600-h/DSC01288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lY_NsSDcI/AAAAAAAAAMg/_KTL3Uttdng/s200/DSC01288.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163756290787380674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lY_tsSDdI/AAAAAAAAAMo/za7uKGuhI_w/s1600-h/DSC01262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lY_tsSDdI/AAAAAAAAAMo/za7uKGuhI_w/s200/DSC01262.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163756299377315282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lZANsSDeI/AAAAAAAAAMw/ta_nTz3fRBk/s1600-h/DSC01274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lZANsSDeI/AAAAAAAAAMw/ta_nTz3fRBk/s200/DSC01274.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163756307967249890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lTs9sSDVI/AAAAAAAAALo/NYveXX0tSu0/s1600-h/DSC01266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lTs9sSDVI/AAAAAAAAALo/NYveXX0tSu0/s200/DSC01266.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163750479696629074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lTtdsSDWI/AAAAAAAAALw/G5DsVjdYcAA/s1600-h/DSC01264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lTtdsSDWI/AAAAAAAAALw/G5DsVjdYcAA/s200/DSC01264.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163750488286563682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lTttsSDXI/AAAAAAAAAL4/HXsDaPaaeO4/s1600-h/DSC01259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lTttsSDXI/AAAAAAAAAL4/HXsDaPaaeO4/s200/DSC01259.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163750492581530994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lTuNsSDYI/AAAAAAAAAMA/H4Xwnv45zYo/s1600-h/DSC01302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lTuNsSDYI/AAAAAAAAAMA/H4Xwnv45zYo/s200/DSC01302.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163750501171465602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lTudsSDZI/AAAAAAAAAMI/t_wCbfnOG4Q/s1600-h/DSC01303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lTudsSDZI/AAAAAAAAAMI/t_wCbfnOG4Q/s200/DSC01303.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163750505466432914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its Time for Picture taking.. we're done with our work.. time to chill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lJG9sSDLI/AAAAAAAAAKY/7zPU4L2g7jQ/s1600-h/DSC01269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lJG9sSDLI/AAAAAAAAAKY/7zPU4L2g7jQ/s200/DSC01269.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163738831745322162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lJHNsSDMI/AAAAAAAAAKg/emHrheg9LEU/s1600-h/DSC01290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lJHNsSDMI/AAAAAAAAAKg/emHrheg9LEU/s200/DSC01290.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163738836040289474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lJHtsSDNI/AAAAAAAAAKo/swkLSjyPBj4/s1600-h/DSC01273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lJHtsSDNI/AAAAAAAAAKo/swkLSjyPBj4/s200/DSC01273.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163738844630224082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lJH9sSDOI/AAAAAAAAAKw/4edIOF6r20w/s1600-h/DSC01292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lJH9sSDOI/AAAAAAAAAKw/4edIOF6r20w/s200/DSC01292.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163738848925191394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lJIdsSDPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/TbXC0-aK88w/s1600-h/DSC01267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lJIdsSDPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/TbXC0-aK88w/s200/DSC01267.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163738857515126002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lPx9sSDRI/AAAAAAAAALI/2y0aSF9cE-A/s1600-h/DSC01263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lPx9sSDRI/AAAAAAAAALI/2y0aSF9cE-A/s200/DSC01263.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163746167549463826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lPydsSDSI/AAAAAAAAALQ/g64Ul5oM_XI/s1600-h/DSC01268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lPydsSDSI/AAAAAAAAALQ/g64Ul5oM_XI/s200/DSC01268.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163746176139398434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lPytsSDTI/AAAAAAAAALY/v3kNUF3b3gA/s1600-h/DSC01295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lPytsSDTI/AAAAAAAAALY/v3kNUF3b3gA/s200/DSC01295.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163746180434365746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lPzNsSDUI/AAAAAAAAALg/_o13-mlgKXk/s1600-h/DSC01281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lPzNsSDUI/AAAAAAAAALg/_o13-mlgKXk/s200/DSC01281.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163746189024300354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;journey home .. pretty tiring yet worth it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lbDdsSDfI/AAAAAAAAAM4/VDWM9hMdmlA/s1600-h/DSC01306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lbDdsSDfI/AAAAAAAAAM4/VDWM9hMdmlA/s200/DSC01306.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163758562825080306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lcntsSDgI/AAAAAAAAANA/vevjemykEx0/s1600-h/DSC01209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lcntsSDgI/AAAAAAAAANA/vevjemykEx0/s200/DSC01209.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163760285106966018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lcotsSDhI/AAAAAAAAANI/Eq1Snc_B_ZM/s1600-h/DSC01308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lcotsSDhI/AAAAAAAAANI/Eq1Snc_B_ZM/s200/DSC01308.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163760302286835218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lcpNsSDiI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Sk3c897ROxI/s1600-h/DSC01324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lcpNsSDiI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Sk3c897ROxI/s200/DSC01324.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163760310876769826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xempre naman halos lahat ng pictures ako ang anjan, eh blog ko po ito.. heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Photography by: CHILL C. BONACUA **&lt;br /&gt;all rights reserved 2008 CTDSI legazpi bhem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-4061460149398384056?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/4061460149398384056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=4061460149398384056' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/4061460149398384056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/4061460149398384056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2008/02/project-site-inspection-gota-beach.html' title='THE NEXT LOCATION FOR THE TV SERIES &quot;SURVIVOR&quot;? 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Sur'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R6lDsNsSDJI/AAAAAAAAAKI/uXQ3bPCTek8/s72-c/DSC01210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-8538830579918176762</id><published>2008-01-29T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:51:24.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My BDAY Celebration..</title><content type='html'>let me share with you guys one of my happiest bday celebration ever.. indulge.. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my closest comrades and colleagues at Chateau (jan.18,2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-8538830579918176762?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/8538830579918176762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=8538830579918176762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/8538830579918176762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/8538830579918176762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-bday-celebration.html' title='My BDAY Celebration..'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/R56rP9sSC1I/AAAAAAAAAHo/McV4n0StE9U/s72-c/Image00020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-1998305516019464533</id><published>2007-12-17T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T13:08:24.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my current playlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R7DRtl6CTqc&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R7DRtl6CTqc&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Teardrops On My Guitar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see&lt;br /&gt;That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be&lt;br /&gt;I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about&lt;br /&gt;And she's got everything that I have to live without&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew talks to me, I laugh cause it's so damn funny&lt;br /&gt;That I can't even see anyone when he's with me&lt;br /&gt;He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star&lt;br /&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?&lt;br /&gt;And there he goes, so perfectly,&lt;br /&gt;The kind of flawless I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love&lt;br /&gt;Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light&lt;br /&gt;I'll put his picture down and maybe&lt;br /&gt;Get some sleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart&lt;br /&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do&lt;br /&gt;He's the time taken up, but there's never enough&lt;br /&gt;And he's all that I need to fall into..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RU44VpUvrAc&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RU44VpUvrAc&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"my cuppycake"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my Honeybunch, Sugarplum&lt;br /&gt;Pumpy-umpy-umpkin, You're my Sweetie Pie&lt;br /&gt;You're my Cuppycake, Gumdrop&lt;br /&gt;Snoogums-Boogums, You're the Apple of my Eye&lt;br /&gt;And I love you so and I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;That I'll always be right here&lt;br /&gt;And I love to sing sweet songs to you&lt;br /&gt;Because you are so dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aFT4UBlmXJA&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aFT4UBlmXJA&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Bubbly"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been awake for a while now&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel like a child now&lt;br /&gt;'Cause every time I see your bubbly face&lt;br /&gt;I get the tinglies in a silly place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts in my toes&lt;br /&gt;Makes me crinkle my nose&lt;br /&gt;Wherever it goes&lt;br /&gt;I always know&lt;br /&gt;That you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;Please stay for a while now&lt;br /&gt;Just take your time&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain is falling on my window pane&lt;br /&gt;But we are hiding in a safer place&lt;br /&gt;Under covers staying safe and warm&lt;br /&gt;You give me feelings that I adore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts in my toes&lt;br /&gt;Make me crinkle my nose&lt;br /&gt;Wherever it goes&lt;br /&gt;I always know&lt;br /&gt;That you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;Please stay for a while now&lt;br /&gt;Just take your time&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I going to say&lt;br /&gt;When you make me feel this way&lt;br /&gt;I just mmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it starts in my toes&lt;br /&gt;Makes me crinkle my nose&lt;br /&gt;Wherever it goes&lt;br /&gt;I always know&lt;br /&gt;That you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;Please stay for a while now&lt;br /&gt;Just take your time&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been asleep for a while now&lt;br /&gt;You tuck me in just like a child now&lt;br /&gt;'Cause every time you hold me in your arms&lt;br /&gt;I'm comfortable enough to feel your warmth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it stats in my soul&lt;br /&gt;And I lose all control&lt;br /&gt;When you kiss my nose&lt;br /&gt;The feeling shows&lt;br /&gt;'cause you make me smile baby&lt;br /&gt;Just take your time now&lt;br /&gt;Holdin' me tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever wherever wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;Wherever wherever wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;I always know&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;Even just for a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lZMfzWc5hNg&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lZMfzWc5hNg&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-1998305516019464533?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/1998305516019464533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=1998305516019464533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/1998305516019464533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/1998305516019464533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-current-playlist.html' title='my current playlist'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-6177391909597889122</id><published>2007-12-03T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T16:09:02.345+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags tags tags'/><title type='text'>how weird i can be</title><content type='html'>Tag from Mabelle and Michael again.. hehe Thanks you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules:&lt;br /&gt;Link to the person that tagged you and post the rules on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;Share seven random and/or weird facts about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Tag seven random people at the end of your post, and include links to their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;Let each person know they have been tagged by leaving a notification on their blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Random Weirdness: (now imagine me.. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) sometimes i love eating ice cream together with hot soup hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;2.) i super duper like guys with darn neat feet. &lt;br /&gt;3.) before, i can drink a bottle of emperador alone...&lt;br /&gt;4.) i have this bed ritual at home which i love to do.. applying baby powder to my beddings.. hhmm comfy.. ( ei... thats a secret! ;) )&lt;br /&gt;5.) I can't sleep without a long pillow in b/w my legs whenever i want to rest..&lt;br /&gt;6.) I hate eating AMPALAYA (bitter melon).. eeeww&lt;br /&gt;7.) i am much awake during night time.. i have this vampire blood i guess haahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird huh?! Well, everybody has their own weirdes :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passing this to: bomberoking, coy, cultureshiok, ferdie, kartik, pepe and nash&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-6177391909597889122?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/6177391909597889122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=6177391909597889122' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/6177391909597889122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/6177391909597889122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/12/how-weird-i-can-be.html' title='how weird i can be'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-1255861078316551997</id><published>2007-12-03T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T16:39:12.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags tags tags'/><title type='text'>TAG: Birth Month</title><content type='html'>this tag came from my friend namely mabelle and michael. thank you guyz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mention the person who tagged you and create a link back to them.&lt;br /&gt;2. Copy-paste the traits for all the twelve months (see below).&lt;br /&gt;3. Pick your month of birth.&lt;br /&gt;4. Highlight the traits that apply to you.&lt;br /&gt;5. Tag 12 people and let them know by visiting their blogs and leaving a comment for them.&lt;br /&gt;6. Let the person who tagged you know when you've done it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;JANUARY:&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn and hard-hearted. Ambitious and serious. Loves to teach and be taught. Always looking at people’s flaws and weaknesses. Likes to criticize. Hardworking and productive. Smart, neat and organized. Sensitive and has deep thoughts. Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Rather reserved. Highly attentive. Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds. Romantic but has difficulties expressing love. Loves children. Loyal. Has great social abilities yet easily jealous. Very stubborn and money cautious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEBRUARY:&lt;br /&gt;Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexy. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizes dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCH:&lt;br /&gt;Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves traveling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APRIL:&lt;br /&gt;Active and dynamic. Decisive and hasty but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people’s problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Emotional. Aggressive. Hasty. Good memory. Moving. Motivates oneself and others. Sickness usually of the head and chest. Sexy in a way that only their lover can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY:&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUNE:&lt;br /&gt;Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULY:&lt;br /&gt;Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people’s feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUGUST:&lt;br /&gt;Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has leadership qualities. Knows how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride in oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious. Thinks quickly. Independent thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led. Loves to dream. Talented in the arts, music and defense. Sensitive but not petty. Poor resistance against illnesses. Learns to relax. Hasty and trusty. Romantic. Loving and caring. Loves to make friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEPTEMBER:&lt;br /&gt;Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people’s mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal but not always honest. Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves leisure and traveling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Very choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCTOBER:&lt;br /&gt;Loves to chat. Loves those who loves them. Loves to take things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn’t pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of what others think. Emotional. Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to travel, the arts and literature. Touchy and easily jealous. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced. Easily loses confidence. Loves children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOVEMBER:&lt;br /&gt;Has a lot of ideas. Difficult to fathom. Thinks forward. Unique and brilliant. Extraordinary ideas. Sharp thinking. Fine and strong clairvoyance. Can become good doctors. Dynamic in personality. Secretive. Inquisitive. Knows how to dig secrets. Always thinking. Less talkative but amiable. Brave and generous. Patient. Stubborn and hard-hearted. If there is a will, there is a way. Determined. Never give up. Hardly becomes angry unless provoked. Loves to be alone. Thinks differently from others. Sharp-minded. Motivates oneself. Does not appreciate praises. High-spirited. Well-built and tough. Deep love and emotions. Romantic. Uncertain in relationships. Homely. Hardworking. High abilities. Trustworthy. Honest and keeps secrets. Not able to control emotions. Unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DECEMBER:&lt;br /&gt;Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egotistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor. Logical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** uh uh.. some of the traits are definitely does not apply to me.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to pass this tag to the ff:&lt;br /&gt;andianka, darlene, poray, jehzlau, iamrozeh, inghinyero, cielo, anotnette, julia, ruselle, shela and zang..&lt;br /&gt;ur turn now peeps.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-1255861078316551997?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/1255861078316551997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=1255861078316551997' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/1255861078316551997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/1255861078316551997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/12/tag-birth-month.html' title='TAG: Birth Month'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-4088054103775925236</id><published>2007-11-16T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:51:25.723+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags tags tags'/><title type='text'>my award from a friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/Rz0njFsUGBI/AAAAAAAAAGw/t6QJFbH_f5k/s1600-h/award_beautiful%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/Rz0njFsUGBI/AAAAAAAAAGw/t6QJFbH_f5k/s200/award_beautiful%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133302634049181714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i grabbed this tag from my sweet friend's blog. she awarded me with this beautiful blogger award.. wow.. flattering huh... thanks Jerlalou.. how nice of her.. and along with this beautiful award comes another award.. TADAH!! (now i am blushing..) i was also given the sexy blogger award!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/Rz0oblsUGCI/AAAAAAAAAG4/7l5a5yvNg1I/s1600-h/award_sexy%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/Rz0oblsUGCI/AAAAAAAAAG4/7l5a5yvNg1I/s200/award_sexy%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133303604711790626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(am i really sexy..?) hhmm guess we are all sexy on our own little way ayt? i am going to share this award also.. to all my blog girlfriends here.. grab it now gals.. :) have a happy blogging day everyone. thanks again jerlalou.. check out her blog on my links. ;) it's worth visiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-4088054103775925236?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/4088054103775925236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=4088054103775925236' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/4088054103775925236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/4088054103775925236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-award-from-friend.html' title='my award from a friend'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/Rz0njFsUGBI/AAAAAAAAAGw/t6QJFbH_f5k/s72-c/award_beautiful%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-4562722093439185886</id><published>2007-11-16T08:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:51:26.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't love him anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RzznAFsUF_I/AAAAAAAAAGg/fHgqRBy3CPk/s1600-h/miller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RzznAFsUF_I/AAAAAAAAAGg/fHgqRBy3CPk/s200/miller.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133231664009582578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard he is gay.. hmmm i still adore him as an actor coz he is really one damn good actor.. but i am not in love with him for i heard he is gay. ahhaha eeewww flip flops? uh uh uh sad. he is so handsome but i guess i just need to accept the fact that he is just not straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RzzoNVsUGAI/AAAAAAAAAGo/oDu25qbXIP4/s1600-h/wentworth-miller-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RzzoNVsUGAI/AAAAAAAAAGo/oDu25qbXIP4/s200/wentworth-miller-5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133232991154477058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-4562722093439185886?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/4562722093439185886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=4562722093439185886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/4562722093439185886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/4562722093439185886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-dont-love-him-anymore.html' title='i don&apos;t love him anymore'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RzznAFsUF_I/AAAAAAAAAGg/fHgqRBy3CPk/s72-c/miller.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-4174664313732571708</id><published>2007-11-14T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:51:26.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im so in love with YOU</title><content type='html'>omg.. i can't believe i'll be so hooked up on this guy.. i love him so much.. arrgghhh and i love his life story on "Prison Break" yeah.. i am in love with Wentworth Miller aka "Michael Scofield" you heard me right i am talking about him nothing else. haha he is so damn gorgeous and he acts really well. i just love the way Prison Break's story goes. the lead characters are all wonderful. wanna see what a stud miller is? oh he is damn worth every cent *wink* i love his mysterious eyes.. and look at that expression.. see his picture below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet Michael Scofield (Wentworth Miller)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/Rzqiz-XD04I/AAAAAAAAAGI/FqsIGWaaJcI/s1600-h/michael-prisonbreak.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/Rzqiz-XD04I/AAAAAAAAAGI/FqsIGWaaJcI/s200/michael-prisonbreak.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132593739138847618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and his Prison Break Life:&lt;br /&gt;*Michael Scofield’s educational background leaves many questions as to why such a man would commit the crime he did. Beginning with an immaculate record at Morton East High School, he would later graduate Magna Cum Laude with a B.S and M.S. in civil engineering from Loyola University of Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scofield then found employment in Chicago as a structural engineer at the prestigious firm of Middleton, Maxwell and Schaum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, his life took an unexpected turn for the worst. Scofield was convicted of armed robbery after attempting to steal over half a million dollars from the downtown Chicago branch of United Savings Bank. At his trial, Scofield pled no contest and requested to serve time in the level one facility closest to his Chicago home. That facility was Fox River in Joliet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in Fox River, a great deal of attention was focused on Michael Scofield. Inmates were very interested in what Scofield was all about. The medical staff was concerned with his health because in addition to his scheduled visits to the prison clinic to receive his (DIABETIC DRUG), he also required emergency treatment on two occasions: first because of a severed toe, and second for a severe burn to his back. Warden Henry Pope also took an interest in Scofield and invited him to work on a personal project of his. Eventually it would come to light that Scofield was planning his escape from day one, and used his relationship with various people in the prison to facilitate the escape.&lt;br /&gt;After successfully breaking out of Fox River, Scofield eluded authorities for a period of 16 days, during which he was spotted in various locations including: Montana, Indiana and Chicago. At one point, the US Border Patrol had him in custody, but during transport he managed to escape yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time he would be seen was in the country of Panama. Scofield rendezvoused with his brother, Lincoln Burrows and Sara Tancredi. Thinking the worst was behind them, the trio boarded a sailboat which Scofield had prepared ahead of time, hoping to disappear forever. However, the FBI caught up with them.  When FBI closed in and tried to take Scofield into custody, FBI agent Bill Kim was shot and killed in the melee. Shortly thereafter, Scofield was arrested by the Panamanian Police and charged with homicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Scofield is currently awaiting trial in the Panamanian prison of Sona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT THIS HOTTIE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RzqkW-XD05I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dLRvYqRLel4/s1600-h/Wentworth+Miller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RzqkW-XD05I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dLRvYqRLel4/s200/Wentworth+Miller.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132595439945896850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I AM MADLY IN LOVE WITH THIS GUY I SWEAR!) he swept my heart away.. *blush* HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now meet his equally handsome brother (on the series)&lt;br /&gt;Dominic Purcell aka "Licoln Burrows"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RzqmRuXD06I/AAAAAAAAAGY/yQLeoP-J59c/s1600-h/lincoln-prisonbreak.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RzqmRuXD06I/AAAAAAAAAGY/yQLeoP-J59c/s200/lincoln-prisonbreak.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132597548774839202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and his character:&lt;br /&gt;Lincoln Burrows’ life began a downward spiral at the age of 15. He dropped out of Morgan Park High School in the 10th grade, and immediately found himself in trouble with the law. Prior convictions include two months for Theft; three months for Criminal Damage to Property; six months for Battery; Six months for Possession of Drug Paraphernalia and ten months for Battery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed like the natural progression of things when Burrows was charged with the murder of Terrence Steadman, a Washington lobbyist and brother of President Carolyn Reynolds. He entered a plea of “not guilty” but the jury saw otherwise and he was sentenced to death by electrocution. Borrows would wait out his remaining days at Fox River Penitentiary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the evidence was stacked against him, on May 12th Lincoln’s execution was stayed due to the appearance of new evidence that raised questions of his guilt. However, those questions didn’t lead to answers that would allow him to walk away a free man. Burrowsexecution was rescheduled for May 26th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that date arrived, Burrows escaped from Fox River with his brother, Michael Scofield, and became a fugitive from the law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burrows and his brother were spotted on various occasions during their trek across the country. At one point, Burrow was apprehended by US Boarder Patrol, but somehow managed to get away, yet again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On June 16th, Burrows was exonerated of all charges stemming from the Steadman case following the testimony of former Secret Service Special Agent, Paul Kellerman.&lt;br /&gt;Burrows is currently in Panama City, Panama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now aren't they wonderful.. hhmm yummy! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am very much excited to finish Prison Break Season 3. another Breath taking Series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*http://www.fox.com/prisonbreak/ (official website)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-4174664313732571708?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/4174664313732571708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=4174664313732571708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/4174664313732571708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/4174664313732571708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-so-in-love-with-you.html' title='im so in love with YOU'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/Rzqiz-XD04I/AAAAAAAAAGI/FqsIGWaaJcI/s72-c/michael-prisonbreak.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-6166963983766086749</id><published>2007-11-14T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T13:21:51.671+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy holidays'/><title type='text'>what in the world...</title><content type='html'>what's happening in our country today is not at all good.. after glorietta 2 now the House of Representatives (south wing) when will all the bombings and the killings end? hhhmmm i wonder what's happening with our government and the people of the philippines.. december is fast approaching, yuletide season is again at hand. how i wish, just for once we will be able to celebrate and let this year past with everyone wearing a smile on their faces.. (not with teary eyes and mourning for a lost loved one) we all deserve to have a merry christmas and a joyful new year. let us not deprive each other the happiness we are all been wishing for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope we will all have the best christmas and new year ahead.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i have to put my wish list soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-6166963983766086749?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/6166963983766086749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=6166963983766086749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/6166963983766086749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/6166963983766086749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-in-world.html' title='what in the world...'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-9073559432062285273</id><published>2007-11-12T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T12:33:28.963+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags tags tags'/><title type='text'>too lazy to work, i tagged myself instead.</title><content type='html'>this is from darlene.. hi darlene.. hope you dont mid at all? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who has your heart?&lt;br /&gt;- that i really don't know at this moment&lt;br /&gt;2. How did you wake up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;- kinda ok&lt;br /&gt;3 . Which is more romantic: sunrise or sunset?&lt;br /&gt;- Sunset &lt;br /&gt;4. Are you wearing any non clothing?&lt;br /&gt;- No &lt;br /&gt;5. What did you do last night?&lt;br /&gt;- Been drinking lol&lt;br /&gt;6. Who was the last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;- why do you want to know anyway? &lt;br /&gt;7. Would you kiss that person, again?&lt;br /&gt;- i don't know &lt;br /&gt;8. Did you brush your teeth this morning?&lt;br /&gt;- Sure i did &lt;br /&gt;9. What did you drink today?&lt;br /&gt;- mineral water &lt;br /&gt;10 . Do you like honey?&lt;br /&gt;- not that much.. but i love it with green tea&lt;br /&gt;11. What's the last thing you broke?&lt;br /&gt;- somebody else heart.. hahahh&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you know the date?&lt;br /&gt;- uuuhhhmm last week? &lt;br /&gt;13. Where's the last place you went shopping?&lt;br /&gt;- SM (lam nio na yun.. haha)&lt;br /&gt;14 . Did you sing at all today?&lt;br /&gt;- I did &lt;br /&gt;15. When is the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;- last week.. friday night to be exact. &lt;br /&gt;16. How many letters are there in your last name?&lt;br /&gt;- 6 &lt;br /&gt;17. When did you go swimming LAST?&lt;br /&gt;- that i can't barely remember &lt;br /&gt;18 . Do you love anyone other than family?&lt;br /&gt;- Friends &lt;br /&gt;19. What book did you read last?&lt;br /&gt;- memory gao (just can't remember at all) &lt;br /&gt;20. Is your shirt dirty?&lt;br /&gt;- of course not!&lt;br /&gt;21 . Do you live near your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope &lt;br /&gt;22. Are you a Bon Jovi fan?&lt;br /&gt;- Not really &lt;br /&gt;23. Are you scared of snakes?&lt;br /&gt;- oh Yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-9073559432062285273?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/9073559432062285273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=9073559432062285273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/9073559432062285273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/9073559432062285273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/11/too-lazy-to-work-i-tagged-myself.html' title='too lazy to work, i tagged myself instead.'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-9214306954234365025</id><published>2007-11-12T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T11:51:08.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANNOUNCEMENT: BAD NEWS..</title><content type='html'>I HAPPEN TO LOST MY MOBILE PHONE AHWILE AGO.. IT REALLY SADDENS ME. ALL MY FRIENDS' CONTACT NUMBERS AND OUR CLIENTS' NUMBERS ARE THERE.. :( NOW I AM BACK TO SQUARE ONE. HOPE I'LL HAVE MY SIMCARD BACK. BUT I GUESS THAT'S WAY TOO IMPOSSIBLE.. GOODLUCK TO ME. NOW I DON'T KNOW WHEN I'LL BE HAVING MY NEW PHONE, *SIGH* SO, FOR MY FRIENDS, I AM VERY SORRY BUT YOU CAN'T CONTACT ME RIGHT NOW. I'LL LET YOU KNOW IF I ALREADY HAVE MY NEW NUMBER.. THANKS.. AND TAKE EXTRA CARE OF YOUR THINGS..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-9214306954234365025?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/9214306954234365025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=9214306954234365025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/9214306954234365025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/9214306954234365025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/11/announcement-bad-news.html' title='ANNOUNCEMENT: BAD NEWS..'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-6373067630942844709</id><published>2007-11-09T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T18:55:55.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>curent emotion now playing (i love rascal flatts)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l0ODSPN4lPU&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l0ODSPN4lPU&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-6373067630942844709?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/6373067630942844709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=6373067630942844709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/6373067630942844709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/6373067630942844709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/11/curent-emotion-now-playing-i-love.html' title='curent emotion now playing (i love rascal flatts)'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-6570774132061581243</id><published>2007-11-09T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T18:51:06.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZF2ZqN1PsFQ&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZF2ZqN1PsFQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-6570774132061581243?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/6570774132061581243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=6570774132061581243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/6570774132061581243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/6570774132061581243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-1990110010940061854</id><published>2007-11-08T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:51:26.890+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotional insanity'/><title type='text'>damn.. i am so LOST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RzKJKAepRMI/AAAAAAAAAGA/DZkxqzOwV10/s1600-h/1_363020117l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RzKJKAepRMI/AAAAAAAAAGA/DZkxqzOwV10/s200/1_363020117l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130313730548647106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone kind enough to show me the right way? &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt; i promise not to ever put any heart breaking and mood wrecking post in here. but then again here i am pouring my heart out. (my apologies bloggers) my weakness, my downfall, and my insanity.. emotions.. contradictory of what the picture shows. (see that image on the the right?) i am, yes.. i guess have to let go. sooner or later. so fed up and tired of clinging on that little something we are holding on to. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*sniff*&lt;/span&gt; you are way up there while i am here drifting at the edge of this cliff. hanging on was way too much to bear. there's just nothing left worth fighting for. stupid me. i am supposed to be so over you a long time ago. but you just wont let go. how do you expect me to be happy with someone new, if you are there getting always in the way. i remember the song "because of you by kelly clarkson" the chorus goes this way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side&lt;br /&gt;So I don't get hurt &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to trust &lt;br /&gt;Not only me, but everyone around me &lt;br /&gt;Because of you &lt;br /&gt;I am afraid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn right.. because of you.. i am afraid.. you! and nothing else.. you made it so hard for me to put my complete trust and love to someone new that i guess will be the only person who would really make me happy. i've been thinking lately.. he'd been there for me ever since. through thick and thin, through all the controversies of my damn life. he was there supporting me. my ever loyal friend. but now, i don't know. i am so confused. i am so torn. something behind my mind is telling me it's worth a try for me to give us a chance, yet on the other part of this heart and mind there you are trying to push ur way again. you really don't want me to be happpy.. ur so good of making me feel guilty of something that i am not. please, help me forgive and forget. i am lost. let go.. i just want to move on.. but i just don't know how and where to start... aaaaaarrrrrrrrgggggggghhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE MYSELF FOR THAT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-1990110010940061854?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/1990110010940061854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=1990110010940061854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/1990110010940061854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/1990110010940061854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/11/damn-i-am-so-lost.html' title='damn.. i am so LOST!'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RzKJKAepRMI/AAAAAAAAAGA/DZkxqzOwV10/s72-c/1_363020117l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-1324854827965174622</id><published>2007-11-06T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T19:05:20.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>looking back</title><content type='html'>on what i've been up to, the past few days. the so called *long weekend*. oh well, let me see.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 29: &lt;br /&gt; barangay elections ALL OVER THE ARCHIPELAGO. i was not that interested to practice my right to vote. oh, what for? and so, i decided to take a rest instead. ('coz you see, we're supposed to report at work. i feel so lazy that's why i chose not to work. i don't care if i wasted a day's salary. haha) i went home and indulge myself to sleep. boo hoo what a relaxing day.. with my whole family.. what more can i ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 30:&lt;br /&gt; now, i don't have any reason not to go to our office. back to work and get some stuff done. luckily my boss decided to open the office half day only. now that rocks! well, well, well.. to celebrate the long vacation ahead we went out and jam the night away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 31:&lt;br /&gt; had a very wonderful night. talk about having too much alcohol on your system that you can't even remember all the details of what had happened. haha not some sign of aging.. nah ah.. liqour ovedose. nice hang-over though..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;November 1:&lt;br /&gt; still drunk. good thing my uncle drop by our house. We went to Sorsogon with his motorcycle as our means of transportation.. just imagine the long drive. Whew! It rained and then the sun is up again. Aaarrgghh now that I think caused this not feeling well state of my being. But it’s ok. At least I was able to visit our departed love ones there.. I miss my grandma and grandpa. Bless their souls. The best part here, I was able to feel the sea on my feet again.. wow.. I miss bacon sorsogon already.. I love it.. it’s so nice to see my other grannies.. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 4:&lt;br /&gt;i cried myself to sleep.. it hurts so bad! As in.. I just want to forgive and forget. That’s all.. though I am badly wounded I’ll try to understand you.. omg I hate myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 5:&lt;br /&gt; Back to work.. killing myself with all the pending documents.. talk about cramming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s it for now.. till nxt tym&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-1324854827965174622?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/1324854827965174622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=1324854827965174622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/1324854827965174622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/1324854827965174622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/11/looking-back.html' title='looking back'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-1748645086369126142</id><published>2007-10-27T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T17:00:49.564+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs of this life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just between us'/><title type='text'>if walls could talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gw8NC7CwIKY&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gw8NC7CwIKY&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you keep a secret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These walls keep a secret&lt;br /&gt;That only we know&lt;br /&gt;But how long can they keep it?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we're two lovers, we lose control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're two shadows&lt;br /&gt;Chasing rainbows&lt;br /&gt;Behind closed windows&lt;br /&gt;Behind closed doors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If walls could talk&lt;br /&gt;Oooh... they would say I want you more&lt;br /&gt;They would say&lt;br /&gt;Hey...ever felt like this before?&lt;br /&gt;That you'll always be the one for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If walls had eyes&lt;br /&gt;Mine...they would see the love in sight&lt;br /&gt;They would see&lt;br /&gt;Me...in your arms in ecstasy&lt;br /&gt;And with every move they'd know I love you so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two people making memories&lt;br /&gt;Just too good to tell&lt;br /&gt;These songs are never ending (?)&lt;br /&gt;When we're lying where we fell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're painting pictures&lt;br /&gt;Making magic&lt;br /&gt;Taking chances&lt;br /&gt;Making love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm feeling weak&lt;br /&gt;You give me wings&lt;br /&gt;When the fire has no heat&lt;br /&gt;You light it up again&lt;br /&gt;When I hear no violins&lt;br /&gt;You play my every string&lt;br /&gt;Stop the press&lt;br /&gt;Hold the news&lt;br /&gt;The secret is safe between me and you&lt;br /&gt;Can you keep a secret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Adlib:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh I love you baby&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh baby &lt;br /&gt;Love you love you love you so honey&lt;br /&gt;Love you love you love you so&lt;br /&gt;In your arms in ecstasy&lt;br /&gt;If they could only see you and me baby&lt;br /&gt;Just you and me baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*omg i really love celine dion.. i love the song and i love the video..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(now can you keep a secret? *naughty grin*)&lt;br /&gt;hahhhaahhahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-1748645086369126142?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/1748645086369126142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=1748645086369126142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/1748645086369126142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/1748645086369126142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/10/if-walls-could-talk.html' title='if walls could talk'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-8890131747520081850</id><published>2007-10-27T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:51:27.175+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greetings and dedication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special occasions'/><title type='text'>baby rayyah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RyL7GDn2XZI/AAAAAAAAAF0/gCfTt8F9z-Y/s1600-h/IMG0388A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RyL7GDn2XZI/AAAAAAAAAF0/gCfTt8F9z-Y/s200/IMG0388A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125935407371279762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's me and baby rayyah.. my beautiful inaanak.. this was taken during her christening.. i just wanted to greet her a Happy Happy birthday. she is celebrating her 1st bday today. i'll be there at your house in a jiffy.. (need to finish some important stuff here at the office first)wish you all the happiness ahead you my baby gurl. may god bless you always and be rest assured we will always be here for you no matter what. luvu baby! i'll see you later ok? mwah!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-8890131747520081850?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/8890131747520081850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=8890131747520081850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/8890131747520081850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/8890131747520081850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/10/baby-rayyah.html' title='baby rayyah'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RyL7GDn2XZI/AAAAAAAAAF0/gCfTt8F9z-Y/s72-c/IMG0388A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-6439081261218331443</id><published>2007-10-26T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:51:27.546+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on holidays'/><title type='text'>trick or treat the soul's... it's your choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RyHBVDn2XXI/AAAAAAAAAFk/yzTm9Ha2jYc/s1600-h/halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RyHBVDn2XXI/AAAAAAAAAFk/yzTm9Ha2jYc/s200/halloween.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125590418418195826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RyHBVDn2XYI/AAAAAAAAAFs/G6l9bWwFRu4/s1600-h/all+souls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RyHBVDn2XYI/AAAAAAAAAFs/G6l9bWwFRu4/s200/all+souls.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125590418418195842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-6439081261218331443?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/6439081261218331443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=6439081261218331443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/6439081261218331443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/6439081261218331443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/10/trick-or-treat-souls-its-your-choice.html' title='trick or treat the soul&apos;s... it&apos;s your choice'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RyHBVDn2XXI/AAAAAAAAAFk/yzTm9Ha2jYc/s72-c/halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-2490535105288107498</id><published>2007-10-26T17:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T17:35:18.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIGNS ITS TIME TO BREAK UP</title><content type='html'>NormanD got this from an online magazine written by Danny Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want this thing to be kept in my mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any relationship, there are good days and there are bad days. For instance, you might want to do something that your partner is completely opposed to. This is part and parcel of being one half of a couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lack of contact&lt;br /&gt;When you first got together with your other half, you couldn't stop contacting each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s no talk of the future&lt;br /&gt;One of the most natural and exciting parts of being involved with someone is planning the future together. You’re perfectly content to plan for the holidays, dream about where you want to make your home, and ponder possible names for your kids because it gives you a feeling of safety. These thoughts of the future perpetuate the sentiment that the two of you will always be a loving couple that grows old together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lack of effort&lt;br /&gt;Remember how, when you first got together, neither of you could come up with plans quick enough on what to do together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fighting dirty&lt;br /&gt;The two of you used to have silly little fights that were only slightly more mature than a school-yard spat. Now you’re engaged in full-on war games in which anything goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fighting quickly&lt;br /&gt;You used to see your partner's little jibes as humorous and you were able to laugh them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fighting publicly&lt;br /&gt;Fighting with your partner is bad enough, but entering a screaming match in public is a definite sign that you’re in a relationship that’s out of control. If you don’t even care who hears or sees the problems that you have, it’s a sure sign that you’ve lost all respect for your partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yearning for independence&lt;br /&gt;It used to be that you wanted to spend every single waking minute with your partner. Now all you want to do is go out with your buddies or even work double overtime just so you don’t have to spend any more time together than is absolutely necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping secrets&lt;br /&gt;The basis of any successful relationship is trust. This means sharing every intimate detail with no lies, no secrets, and no unexpected skeletons. If that suddenly disappears, what’s the point in continuing? If you can’t trust your partner with something your friend told you, or with something that might affect their own situation (either with a friend, family or work) it’s clear you no longer feel you can confide in them and it’s time to pack up and go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change in perception&lt;br /&gt;When you look at your love bug all you see are the ugly qualities -- physical or otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more sex&lt;br /&gt;We all know how animalistic our sexuality becomes when we enter a new relationship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-2490535105288107498?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/2490535105288107498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=2490535105288107498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/2490535105288107498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/2490535105288107498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/10/signs-its-time-to-break-up.html' title='SIGNS ITS TIME TO BREAK UP'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-390948835698736434</id><published>2007-10-26T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T13:34:22.246+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesson&apos;s in life'/><title type='text'>NOTED</title><content type='html'>i got this from http://gianpaolosamson.blogspot.com/#.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i copied it from his blog coz i want to share this wonderful lessons in life.&lt;br /&gt;hope you'll like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - First Important Lesson - Cleaning Lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my second month of college, our professor&lt;br /&gt;gave us a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student&lt;br /&gt;and had breezed through the questions until I read&lt;br /&gt;the last one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?'&lt;br /&gt;Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the&lt;br /&gt;cleaning woman several times. She was tall,&lt;br /&gt;dark-haired and in her 50s, but how would I know her name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I handed in my paper, leaving the last question&lt;br /&gt;blank. Just before class ended, one student asked if&lt;br /&gt;the last question would count toward our quiz grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Absolutely,' said the professor. 'In your careers,&lt;br /&gt;you will meet many people. All are significant. They&lt;br /&gt;deserve your attention and care, even if all you do&lt;br /&gt;is smile and say 'hello.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never forgotten that lesson. I also learned her&lt;br /&gt;name was Dorothy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. - Second Important Lesson - Pickup in the Rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night, at 11:30 p.m., an older African American&lt;br /&gt;woman was standing on the side of an Alabama highway&lt;br /&gt;trying to endure a lashing rainstorm. Her car had&lt;br /&gt;broken down and she desperately needed a ride.&lt;br /&gt;Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car.&lt;br /&gt;A young white man stopped to help her, generally&lt;br /&gt;unheard of in those conflict-filled 1960's. The man&lt;br /&gt;took her to safety, helped her get assistance and&lt;br /&gt;put her into a taxicab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She seemed to be in a big hurry, but wrote down his&lt;br /&gt;address and thanked him. Seven days went by and a&lt;br /&gt;knock came on the man's door. To his surprise, a&lt;br /&gt;giant console color TV was delivered to his home. A&lt;br /&gt;special note was attached..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It read:&lt;br /&gt;'Thank you so much for assisting me on the highway&lt;br /&gt;the other night. The rain drenched not only my&lt;br /&gt;clothes, but also my spirits. Then you came along.&lt;br /&gt;Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying&lt;br /&gt;husband's bedside just before he passed away... God&lt;br /&gt;bless you for helping me and unselfishly serving&lt;br /&gt;others.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Nat King Cole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - Third Important Lesson - Always remember those&lt;br /&gt;who serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less,&lt;br /&gt;a 10-year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and&lt;br /&gt;sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in&lt;br /&gt;front of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'How much is an ice cream sundae?' he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Fifty cents,' replied the waitress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy pulled is hand out of his pocket and&lt;br /&gt;studied the coins in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?' he inquired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now more people were waiting for a table and the&lt;br /&gt;waitress was growing impatient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Thirty-five cents,' she brusquely replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy again counted his coins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I'll have the plain ice cream,' he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on&lt;br /&gt;the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice&lt;br /&gt;cream, paid the cashier and left. When the waitress&lt;br /&gt;came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the&lt;br /&gt;table. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish,&lt;br /&gt;were two nickels and five pennies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, he couldn't have the sundae, because he had&lt;br /&gt;to have enough left to leave her a tip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - Fourth Important Lesson. - The obstacle in Our Path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a&lt;br /&gt;roadway. Then he hid himself and watched to see if&lt;br /&gt;anyone would remove the huge rock. Some of the&lt;br /&gt;king's wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by&lt;br /&gt;and simply walked around it. Many loudly blamed the&lt;br /&gt;King for not keeping the roads clear, but none did&lt;br /&gt;anything about getting the stone out of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a peasant came along carrying a load of&lt;br /&gt;vegetables. Upon approaching the boulder, the&lt;br /&gt;peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the&lt;br /&gt;stone to the side of the road. After much pushing&lt;br /&gt;and straining, he finally succeeded. After the&lt;br /&gt;peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed&lt;br /&gt;a purse lying in the road where the boulder had&lt;br /&gt;been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note&lt;br /&gt;from the King indicating that the gold was for the&lt;br /&gt;person who removed the boulder from the roadway. The&lt;br /&gt;peasant learned what many of us never understand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve&lt;br /&gt;our condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 - Fifth Important Lesson - Giving When it Counts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a&lt;br /&gt;hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz who&lt;br /&gt;was suffering from a rare &amp;serious disease. Her only&lt;br /&gt;chance of recovery appeared to be a blood&lt;br /&gt;transfusion from her 5-year old brother, who had&lt;br /&gt;miraculously survived the same disease and had&lt;br /&gt;developed the antibodies needed to combat the&lt;br /&gt;illness. The doctor explained the situation to her&lt;br /&gt;little brother, and asked the little boy if he would&lt;br /&gt;be willing to give his blood to his sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a&lt;br /&gt;deep breath and saying, 'Yes I'll do it if it will&lt;br /&gt;save her.' As the transfusion progressed, he lay in&lt;br /&gt;bed next to his sister and smiled, as we all did,&lt;br /&gt;seeing the color returning to her cheek. Then his&lt;br /&gt;face grew pale and his smile faded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked up at the doctor and asked with a&lt;br /&gt;trembling voice, 'Will I start to die right away'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the&lt;br /&gt;doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his&lt;br /&gt;sister all of his blood in order to save her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you have 2 choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Delete this, or&lt;br /&gt;2. Forward it to people you care about.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you will choose No. 2 and remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly.................. 'Work like you&lt;br /&gt;don't need the money, love like you've never been&lt;br /&gt;hurt, and dance like you do when nobody's watching.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW more than ever - Peace...Pass It On.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-390948835698736434?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/390948835698736434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=390948835698736434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/390948835698736434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/390948835698736434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/10/noted.html' title='NOTED'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-4000647480227819897</id><published>2007-10-24T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:51:28.683+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work and leisure'/><title type='text'>huli ako.. haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/Rx8nYIrw9fI/AAAAAAAAAFc/MtY2jT8W9JU/s1600-h/worksheet.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/Rx8nYIrw9fI/AAAAAAAAAFc/MtY2jT8W9JU/s200/worksheet.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124858196572304882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan ang larawan ng worksheet ko.. masaya magtrabaho lalo pag may internet connection ang pc mo.. haha saya2.. (kita mo ang taskbar? naka youtube na nagbablog pa..) o di ba bongga!? haha para maiwasan ang antok sa ofiz mag youtube at mag blog tapos balik worksheet naman pag nasa condition na.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o xa balik muna ako sa worksheet ko.. hehhe maya youtube naman bibisitahin ko..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-4000647480227819897?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/4000647480227819897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=4000647480227819897' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/4000647480227819897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/4000647480227819897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/10/huli-ako-haha.html' title='huli ako.. haha'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/Rx8nYIrw9fI/AAAAAAAAAFc/MtY2jT8W9JU/s72-c/worksheet.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-2484553780287546306</id><published>2007-10-22T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T15:17:23.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>overview of today's schedule</title><content type='html'>8am to 5pm &lt;br /&gt;    - report at the office&lt;br /&gt;    - finish some documents &lt;br /&gt;      *pawnshop documents for bir to be submitted at the end of the month.&lt;br /&gt;       with 25 branches guess i am in a bad shape of having 3 branches down...&lt;br /&gt;    - fone calls.. daily routine this isn't new.. how i wish they pay us on time&lt;br /&gt;    - update all statement of accounts&lt;br /&gt;    - while doing the e-files... chat chat and chat.. ahaha (i love this part)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;lunch date chorva.. weheh&lt;br /&gt;    - bank concerns in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;    - organize file folders&lt;br /&gt;    - book ticket for manila - cagsawa travel and tours&lt;br /&gt;    - client appointment b4 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;    - if ever OT again up to 7pm only.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;FUN FUN FUN&lt;br /&gt;    - NIGHT OUT with rommel&lt;br /&gt;      *hhmm looking forward for a really lovely night. bad gurls bad gurls! haha&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;SLEEP AND BEAUTY REST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it's not good for our health to have the usual routine everyday!! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-2484553780287546306?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/2484553780287546306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=2484553780287546306' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/2484553780287546306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/2484553780287546306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/10/overview-of-todays-schedule.html' title='overview of today&apos;s schedule'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-4931852388302309153</id><published>2007-10-22T11:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:51:31.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our  "Sweet Escape" 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RxwotIrw9bI/AAAAAAAAADs/iUUU2wAZSZ0/s1600-h/01102007768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RxwhI4rw9YI/AAAAAAAAADU/9MUZvzsXvVM/s200/strike+a+pose.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124006912579401090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RxwhJYrw9ZI/AAAAAAAAADc/cFGeUhCy2xY/s1600-h/gotcha.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RxwhJYrw9ZI/AAAAAAAAADc/cFGeUhCy2xY/s200/gotcha.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124006921169335698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RxwhJorw9aI/AAAAAAAAADk/ySMyMMyXn9k/s1600-h/IMG_6636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RxwhJorw9aI/AAAAAAAAADk/ySMyMMyXn9k/s200/IMG_6636.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124006925464303010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bohol escapade:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-4931852388302309153?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/4931852388302309153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=4931852388302309153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/4931852388302309153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/4931852388302309153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/10/our-sweet-escape-2.html' title='our  &quot;Sweet Escape&quot; 2'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RxwotIrw9bI/AAAAAAAAADs/iUUU2wAZSZ0/s72-c/01102007768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-3783043456360310914</id><published>2007-10-19T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:51:32.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escapades'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>our  "Sweet Escape"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/Rxg97Irw9MI/AAAAAAAAAB0/XVkCaMalVso/s1600-h/moa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/Rxg97Irw9MI/AAAAAAAAAB0/XVkCaMalVso/s200/moa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122912662286562498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/Rxg974rw9NI/AAAAAAAAAB8/qXPuEkLNIqg/s1600-h/03102007930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/Rxg974rw9NI/AAAAAAAAAB8/qXPuEkLNIqg/s200/03102007930.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122912675171464402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/Rxg974rw9OI/AAAAAAAAACE/Roksh3qN-i0/s1600-h/IMG0516A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/Rxg974rw9OI/AAAAAAAAACE/Roksh3qN-i0/s200/IMG0516A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122912675171464418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/Rxg98Irw9PI/AAAAAAAAACM/WUboZ-3LbUU/s1600-h/HAI.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/Rxg98Irw9PI/AAAAAAAAACM/WUboZ-3LbUU/s200/HAI.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122912679466431730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/Rxg98orw9QI/AAAAAAAAACU/hovQGDYLLLQ/s1600-h/IMG_6847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/Rxg98orw9QI/AAAAAAAAACU/hovQGDYLLLQ/s200/IMG_6847.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122912688056366338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few glimpses of our almost 2 weeks escapade.. away from all the stress' of our world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(while we are in manila) haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-3783043456360310914?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/3783043456360310914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=3783043456360310914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/3783043456360310914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/3783043456360310914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/10/our-sweet-escape.html' title='our  &quot;Sweet Escape&quot;'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/Rxg97Irw9MI/AAAAAAAAAB0/XVkCaMalVso/s72-c/moa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-2364095506721631484</id><published>2007-09-26T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:51:32.456+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah blah'/><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/Rvnrn9fiFZI/AAAAAAAAABs/SjE6EwHOJe8/s1600-h/IMG0251A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/Rvnrn9fiFZI/AAAAAAAAABs/SjE6EwHOJe8/s320/IMG0251A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114377923610154386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel sick.. this is not good. *sniff*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-2364095506721631484?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/2364095506721631484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=2364095506721631484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/2364095506721631484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/2364095506721631484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/09/sick.html' title='sick'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/Rvnrn9fiFZI/AAAAAAAAABs/SjE6EwHOJe8/s72-c/IMG0251A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-2267271340529732942</id><published>2007-09-24T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T12:42:13.612+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relaxation'/><title type='text'>countdown</title><content type='html'>finally.. the moment that we (tere and i)have been waiting for is just a few days away.. there's no backing out. on Thursday evening we will start to have fun and and have a life. i am, yes.. excited. who wouldn't be? a week off from my job? ooh that's something.. and being away with the people i don't want to see is big deal. now that what makes it more exciting and fun..*devilish laugh* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with this coming vacay i will carry with  me my wish list, which is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= have all the stress out of my body&lt;br /&gt;= think things over and hopefully get things right when i go back&lt;br /&gt;= take some things and some people off my mind&lt;br /&gt;= a worthy retreat..&lt;br /&gt;= a happy reunion with a friend&lt;br /&gt;= of course to have FUN&lt;br /&gt;= supah bonding experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward for this escapade.. thanks for the opportunity! mwah!&lt;br /&gt;to date, the dream vacation is 3 days away.... weeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-2267271340529732942?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/2267271340529732942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=2267271340529732942' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/2267271340529732942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/2267271340529732942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/09/countdown.html' title='countdown'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-7267405346528934764</id><published>2007-09-18T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T18:31:20.278+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags tags tags'/><title type='text'>Nah Ah... Never.. That's IT..</title><content type='html'>i've been tag by andianka. Got nothing more to do.. guess, i'll try to answer this things outright and straight. so, to kill my time.. here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food:&lt;br /&gt;never in my whole life will i dare try eat some insects.. aaaahh.. no way!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fruits:&lt;br /&gt;im the type of person who's not so into eating bananas.. i dunno.. (but i guess ill try to eat banana if it will go with ice cream.. banana split anyone?) lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veggies:&lt;br /&gt;huwwwwwaaaaaaaaa i really hate bitter melon.. bitter as in!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People:&lt;br /&gt;I don't like assholes, jerks, bitches, know-it-all type of person, totally assuming beings (who thinks they own this whole damn universe), i also hate person's who's so insensitive and most of all i totally dislike persons who plays too innocent but on the inside you'll find the greatest evil off all (not too innocent!!! mind you.. Ebil! Ebil! Ebil!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Event/Situation/Incident:&lt;br /&gt;when i just don't know what to do anymore, totally lost and left out, feeling simply STUPID! guess that's the worst scenario&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV shows/movies:&lt;br /&gt;nothing in particular am really not much into viewing any tv shows.. movies? transmorphers... hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music:&lt;br /&gt;I hate those musics with someone singing their lungs out.. yeah their lungs! god! try using your diapraghm that's one thing i learned from my music class.. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Household chores:&lt;br /&gt;what i don't enjoy much is washing the dishes. yeah.. very typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing/s around the world:&lt;br /&gt;nonsense killing.. just that's it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing/s about myself:&lt;br /&gt;right now? i totally hate myself.. i'm too much of a cry baby already.. i just want my old self back!! (old self if you happen to read this can you pls care to go back?) haha now i'm going insane.. tsk tsk tags tags tags..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-7267405346528934764?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/7267405346528934764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=7267405346528934764' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/7267405346528934764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/7267405346528934764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/09/nah-ah-never-thats-it.html' title='Nah Ah... Never.. That&apos;s IT..'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-7326028267373073060</id><published>2007-09-15T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:51:32.624+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special occasions'/><title type='text'>derick dayle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RuuvH0lTeiI/AAAAAAAAABc/oNgA7IHd3hY/s1600-h/DSC04250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RuuvH0lTeiI/AAAAAAAAABc/oNgA7IHd3hY/s320/DSC04250.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110370751091014178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our cute little angel baby dd or sometimes we call him baby pyupa.. &lt;br /&gt;i am so proud to be one of his selected few godmother. awhile ago we all welcomed him in our christian world. of course everyone was so happy to have him. finally he is now baptized. the long wait is over the preparation and the outcome is well comendable.&lt;br /&gt;though his arrival was a surprise for everyone, coz we never expected to have a godchild this early. haha really no one could ever tell what the future holds.. (yaba naunahan ka pa ni pogi.. hehe) baby pyupa is the first granchild for both parties. indeed a very lucky child and with a very lucky parents. how i wish things can be just that simple. surprise! surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has full of surprises.. let's see what happens next.&lt;br /&gt;we love you so much dd.. don't be such a cry baby ok?  i promise to be here for you always.. remember the day when you were born i am the first one to hold you right? drink enough millk so you'll grow fast and healthy.. godbless baby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i'll promise to post the baptismal pix on my next entry)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-7326028267373073060?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/7326028267373073060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=7326028267373073060' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/7326028267373073060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/7326028267373073060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/09/derick-dayle.html' title='derick dayle'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RuuvH0lTeiI/AAAAAAAAABc/oNgA7IHd3hY/s72-c/DSC04250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-563485689057233842</id><published>2007-09-13T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T16:24:41.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah blah'/><title type='text'>drawing! drawing! drawing!</title><content type='html'>lately ang mga tao lahat drawing.. hay naku dapat talaga magsolo nlng sa mundo at hirap hirap umasa sa iba.. mag isa nlng para sarili lng ang nasisisi.. anyways sarap gumimik, mag foodtrip, magsine, magparty at magswimming..&lt;br /&gt;sus sa dami ng gusto kong gawin budget na ang kulang.. hahahha&lt;br /&gt;sarap mag bakasyon kahit mga 3 araw lng o one week kung swertehin man lng.&lt;br /&gt;minsan needed din natin yung mejo magrelax ng konti,mag unwind, mag reflect sa life, o kung ano lng naka etchingan ang maisip gawin s buhay. as long as you and i are having fun and we are not doing any damage to anybody or anything.. tamang kasiyahan. we all deserve to be happy naman ano..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daming plano halos lahat naman nadrudrawing.. hay naku..&lt;br /&gt;minsan try nila wag magdrawing.. feeling artist huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, care... basta ako magrerelax n dito at tapos na work ko. past 5na kaya internet to sawa na ito.. hahahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drawing- meaning making promises na hinde naman gagawin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya ang mga hinde tumutupad sa pangako ay mga drawing! drawing! drawing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-563485689057233842?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/563485689057233842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=563485689057233842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/563485689057233842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/563485689057233842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/09/drawing-drawing-drawing.html' title='drawing! drawing! drawing!'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-425376153571221646</id><published>2007-09-13T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:51:34.115+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work and leisure'/><title type='text'>talk about relaxation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RujHUElTegI/AAAAAAAAABM/d7djTebaxSY/s1600-h/DSC04459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RujHUElTegI/AAAAAAAAABM/d7djTebaxSY/s320/DSC04459.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109552924893346306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RujHUUlTehI/AAAAAAAAABU/9KKeVSmZp4c/s1600-h/DSC04479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RujHUUlTehI/AAAAAAAAABU/9KKeVSmZp4c/s320/DSC04479.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109552929188313618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RujG3UlTecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/fWkVGg1dm0c/s1600-h/DSC04437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RujG3UlTecI/AAAAAAAAAAs/fWkVGg1dm0c/s320/DSC04437.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109552430972107202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RujG3klTedI/AAAAAAAAAA0/018YonZV064/s1600-h/DSC04476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RujG3klTedI/AAAAAAAAAA0/018YonZV064/s320/DSC04476.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109552435267074514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RujG3klTeeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ScC0rvVVU_g/s1600-h/DSC04470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RujG3klTeeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ScC0rvVVU_g/s320/DSC04470.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109552435267074530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RujG30lTefI/AAAAAAAAABE/UJOypEjqTQE/s1600-h/DSC04474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RujG30lTefI/AAAAAAAAABE/UJOypEjqTQE/s320/DSC04474.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109552439562041842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RujDZUlTebI/AAAAAAAAAAk/LF4JvNoJdtk/s1600-h/DSC04455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RujDZUlTebI/AAAAAAAAAAk/LF4JvNoJdtk/s320/DSC04455.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109548617041148338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after long week of planning here we are... CWC - Camarines Sur Water Sports Complex.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to my work i was able to get the chance to visit one of the coolest place in our region. the said tourist spot is located just right at the back of the Governor's Office at Cadlan, Pili Camarines Sur, Bicol Region. such a nice sight. though the main reason why we are there is for our works sake, as part of the EIA Team tasked to inspect the said project, we didn't let the opportunity not to have fun while doing our job. together with my 2 co-inspectors we tour around the site and help ourselves indulge and enjoy the view..&lt;br /&gt;it's damn hot but who cares! hell this is CWC.. haha (and of course.. duty calls no whinning allowed.. heheh)&lt;br /&gt;the journey was long but we definitely enjoyed a lot. with no boss around who wouldn't? (LOLs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a sight indeed. fresh, so relaxing and it really blowed my mind.. how would i love to learn wakeboarding.. aaarrgghh.. someday i'll be able to do it also.. it will take some effort though.. haha effort from my trainors.&lt;br /&gt;another place i really like is their hotels and villas. simple yet such a beauty.. judge it from the pictures that we've taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next time we visit at that place, i'll make sure i'll do wakeboarding already.&lt;br /&gt;thats one promise i need to do.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then! ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-425376153571221646?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/425376153571221646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=425376153571221646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/425376153571221646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/425376153571221646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/09/talk-about-relaxation.html' title='talk about relaxation'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RujHUElTegI/AAAAAAAAABM/d7djTebaxSY/s72-c/DSC04459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-6839423862628344314</id><published>2007-09-11T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T17:12:26.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah blah'/><title type='text'>on the brighter side</title><content type='html'>just when i thought this day is one hell of a day.. i saw somebody who amazingly lighten up my mood. well, i was so darn irritated awhile ago but when we saw each other and he hugged me aaah.. it made my day. thanks friend, you were always there to cheer me up just when i needed you the most.. guess i'll be seeing a lot of you from now on.. huh... glad we're not that far apart. i miss your company.. if we could only escape in our offices maybe we had a lot of fun jamming again for a long time..hahah but we are both running for that model employee (hahaha) rank so we could and we can never escape work .... whatta life! what's working for? it is pretty tiring...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-6839423862628344314?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/6839423862628344314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=6839423862628344314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/6839423862628344314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/6839423862628344314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-brighter-side.html' title='on the brighter side'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-2842294910535618730</id><published>2007-09-11T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:51:35.059+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fairy tales'/><title type='text'>and i cried... omg do i cry?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RuYBmJDc4uI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YeasUiYAr8M/s1600-h/021403-likeit.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RuYBmJDc4uI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YeasUiYAr8M/s200/021403-likeit.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108772582075458274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought everything will smoothly go my way. just the way i imagined it. but no.. i was totally wrong. how can i be so stupid to ever believe on happily ever after ending. guess fairy tales are not meant for the 2 of us. so bottom line? i should be thankful we came across each other amidst this world full of people. think we never are and we will never be that "one" we usually say we are... see yah! (aarrgghh but on the bitter side.,.. I JUST WISH I'D NEVER KNEW YOU!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-2842294910535618730?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/2842294910535618730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=2842294910535618730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/2842294910535618730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/2842294910535618730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/09/and-i-cried-omg-do-i-cry.html' title='and i cried... omg do i cry?!'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6f0l_EzuWlU/RuYBmJDc4uI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YeasUiYAr8M/s72-c/021403-likeit.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-943398479202850629</id><published>2007-09-06T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T10:39:33.025+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah blah'/><title type='text'>what's with me today?!</title><content type='html'>loads of work to do. piles of paper work to accomplish.. i have so many things in mind and all i want to do is go to bed and take a long peaceful sleep. it's cold here inside the office but it's damn hot outside. the weather today really annoys me. hot! hot! hot! i hate it! it makes my head ache and my skin... oh my skin.. its burning... i wonder..&lt;br /&gt;i woke up on the right side of the bed.. had a hearty breakfast prepared for me with so much love? harhar went to the office on time.. yet i don't understand why on earth i am so darn irritated today.. i don't want to work.. i want to sleep. i hate some peeps i hate this day. i hate the weather i hate my mobile fone and i hate myself.. hhmm not good for a new post. (so much bitterness!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope things will loosen up a bit. i want change.. immediate change. &lt;br /&gt;i don't want my routine lately.. i hate it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[pardon me for airing my hate]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-943398479202850629?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/943398479202850629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=943398479202850629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/943398479202850629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/943398479202850629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/09/whats-with-me-today.html' title='what&apos;s with me today?!'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-4193415100091613142</id><published>2007-09-03T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T16:32:52.344+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy holidays'/><title type='text'>ber months</title><content type='html'>september na.. start of ber months.. nararamdaman ko na ang lamig ng simoy ng hangin.. hhhmm sarap isiping magpapasko nanaman. kaya ngaun palang po binabati ko kayong lahat ng maligayang pasko! o di ba sarap pakinggan ano? kapag magpapasko na excited ang lahat. naiisip ko na ang mga regalo, ang handaan, ang reunion, salo-salo, awitan, simbang gabi, putukan.. hinde putukan ng baril ah.. hay.. sarap mabuhay. exchange gifts manito manita and greeting cards.. palara, christmas lights at kung anu-ano pa. &lt;br /&gt;wala man dito snow sa pilipinas ang pasko pa dito pa rin pinakamasaya at pinakamasarap magpasko. kasi araw2 ay pasko.. di ba?&lt;br /&gt;ikaw ano naiisip mo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-4193415100091613142?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/4193415100091613142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=4193415100091613142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/4193415100091613142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/4193415100091613142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/09/ber-months.html' title='ber months'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633385653024753760.post-903825551897096738</id><published>2007-09-03T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T16:38:05.007+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah blah'/><title type='text'>greetings!</title><content type='html'>pleasant day everyone.. finally it's lunch break already. might as well grab this opportunity to sneak some blah blahs here.. while the employees of our accounting office are enjoying there "fiesta" vacation today, some of us are here working hard to meet some deadlines. how lucky of them.. oh well.. there's nothing to be sad about.. i am not even whining. why would i be sad? at least my salary wont be messed up.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;and i am right now enjoying the net while waiting for the client to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;*yawn* im getting sleepy, the cold atmosphere of this office is so inviting. but no.. i can't sleep or even attempt to take a nap.. wrong.. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6633385653024753760-903825551897096738?l=sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/feeds/903825551897096738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6633385653024753760&amp;postID=903825551897096738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/903825551897096738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633385653024753760/posts/default/903825551897096738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugar-en-spice.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='greetings!'/><author><name>percybhem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05643317728999526206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
