<?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-9201522</id><updated>2011-10-12T23:33:45.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mY jOuRnEy...</title><subtitle type='html'>the ups and downs, 
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and wHaTeVerS...Ü</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-114523897858260865</id><published>2006-04-12T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T09:57:58.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>J-E-S-U-S!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I hope hindi maging traditional ang four days na dadaan, na mauubos lang ang bakasyon ko sa pahinga. I hope talagang pakapag rest ako ngayong Holy Week...rest in the Lord, makapag reflect sa life, how far ive grown in my faith and where i am now in my relationship with Him. &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I pray that my break be fruitful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hmmmn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4429/660/320/Names%20of%20Jesus%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blessed Holy Week to everyone!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-114523897858260865?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/114523897858260865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=114523897858260865' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114523897858260865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114523897858260865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2006/04/j-e-s-u-s.html' title='J-E-S-U-S!'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-114413514747718782</id><published>2006-04-04T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T22:29:22.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONLY SMART PEOPLE CAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Olny srmat poelpe can. I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmeneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmaibrgde Unvirestiy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tinhg is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porlbem. Tihs is bcuseae the haumn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? Yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-114413514747718782?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/114413514747718782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=114413514747718782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114413514747718782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114413514747718782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2006/04/only-smart-people-can.html' title='ONLY SMART PEOPLE CAN'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-114413376079171524</id><published>2006-04-03T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T22:43:50.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AFFIDAVIT OF LOSS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;A F F I D A V I T&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;REPUBLIC OF THE PHILIPPINES }&lt;br /&gt;__________________________ } S. S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I, &lt;strong&gt;JEANNE ROBERT B. CALIXTO&lt;/strong&gt;, of legal age, Filipino, resident of No. 39 APA Compound, Philand Drive, Barangay Pasong Tamo, Tandang Sora Avenue, Quezon City, after having been duly sworn in accordance with law, freely and voluntary, without undue pressure from anyone or fear of intimidation and by way of affidavit do hereby depose and state that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on board a jeepney bound for SM North last Sunday, 2 April 2006, at around 7:00 to 7:30 pm, the jeep was help-up at the University Avenue (UP Diliman) corner Commonwealth Avenue;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four hold-up men were armed with knives, an icepick and a gun, and because of freight and fear for my life, I did not resist when they collected our wallets and cellphones;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I am an employee of Pentathlon Systems Resources Inc., and in my wallet were my office identification card and other cards I-Bank ATM, Medserv, Dental Health, BIR, Philhealth issued to me in connection with my employment thereto;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I am executing this affidavit to be able to secure replacement for the cards I lost;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Affiant further sayeth naught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;JEANNE ROBERT B. CALIXTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Affiant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;IN WITNESS THEREOF, the undersigned has caused these presents to be executed at Makati City, Philippines, on this 3rd day of April, 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jeanne Robert B. Calixto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWORN TO THE SUBSCRIBED before me at Makati City, Philippines, on this 3rd day of &amp;shy;April, 2006, the affiant exhibiting to me her residence certificate No. 16340219 Issued at Manila on February 09, 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc. No. _______&lt;br /&gt;Page No. _______&lt;br /&gt;Book No. _______&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Series of 2006 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;NOTARY PUBLIC &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Until __________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;* * * * * * * * * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Now I know kung bakit hirap na hirap akong mag ipon ng pambili ng cellphone ko at kung bat paulit ulit akong sinasabihan ng mga friends ko na bumili ako ng hiwalay na lalagyan ng mga cards (ids, atm &amp;amp; others) para daw pag nawala ang wallet ko eh wala masyadong hassle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;That freakin' gun! Hindi tuloy ako nakatulog kagabi kakaisip kung saan na ako dadaan pag commuting ako kasi natatakot na ko sa Commonwealth....grrr! Mayabang sila palibhasa may baril sila! Haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Haaay hassel pa tuloy kasi madaming ekek pa ang pag kuha ng replacement for the IDs at magastos pa...errr nawalan ka na nga ng cellphone at pera gagastos pa ulit! Waaa if i know itatapon lang naman nila yung wallet kasi pera lang ang kailangan nila bat kasi di nalang pera ang hiningi e. Kainis andun pa yung mga so treasured pix ko with old friends. Okay lang yung pera kasi kikitain naman yun kaso kasi yung mga money cant buy na stuff sa loob eeeeee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But still i Thank you Lord okay kaming lahat, super powerful talaga name mo Jesus!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-114413376079171524?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/114413376079171524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=114413376079171524' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114413376079171524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114413376079171524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2006/04/affidavit-of-loss.html' title='AFFIDAVIT OF LOSS'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-114371221890581396</id><published>2006-03-30T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T08:22:00.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BREAK NA TAYO, AYOKO NA SAYO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;No more Starbucking... Gloria Jeans na ako... Thanks to Milks advice...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;='D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-114371221890581396?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/114371221890581396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=114371221890581396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114371221890581396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114371221890581396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2006/03/break-na-tayo-ayoko-na-sayo.html' title='BREAK NA TAYO, AYOKO NA SAYO!'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-114370175791238567</id><published>2006-03-26T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T20:21:42.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DARLING OF HEAVEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;This is for You! For all You've done for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;WORTHY IS THE LAMB&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you for the cross Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you for the price You paid&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bearing all my sin and shame&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In love You came&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And gave amazing grace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you for this love Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you for the nail pierced hands&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Washed me in Your cleansing flow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now all I know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your forgiveness and embrace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Worthy is the Lamb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seated on the throne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crown You now with many crown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You reign victorious&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;High and lifted up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus Son of God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Darling of Heaven crucified&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Worthy is the Lamb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Worthy is the Lamb &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;Once again i thank You Lord. Forever ill thank You...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-114370175791238567?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/114370175791238567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=114370175791238567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114370175791238567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114370175791238567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2006/03/darling-of-heaven.html' title='DARLING OF HEAVEN'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-114371214388207613</id><published>2006-03-05T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T08:22:20.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AFTER 6 MONTHS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Regular na akoooooooo! Hehe! By Gods grace...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Haaay, ang bait Mo talaga Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sana lang makabili na ko ng bagong phone bago mag self distruct ang phone ko, hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-114371214388207613?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/114371214388207613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=114371214388207613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114371214388207613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114371214388207613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2006/03/after-6-months.html' title='AFTER 6 MONTHS'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-114361602938782528</id><published>2006-02-25T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T20:11:00.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TLW SA MONTALBAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4429/660/1600/TLW%20059.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4429/660/320/TLW%20059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt; View from the deck &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4429/660/1600/TLW%20022.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4429/660/320/TLW%20022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Bestfriends ni Ate Vi...hehe!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4429/660/320/TLW%20035.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mica Bear, Suzy, Ate Vi &amp; Me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4429/660/320/TLW%20066.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mica Bear &amp; Ivan's Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4429/660/320/TLW%20067.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Ace, Kitch &amp; Dimp's Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4429/660/320/TLW%20068.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Liway &amp; Sarah's Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4429/660/320/TLW%20069.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Cux &amp; iYa's Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4429/660/320/TLW%20070.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Suzy &amp; Bobbie's Team &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4429/660/1600/TLW%20064.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4429/660/320/TLW%20064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt; True Love Waits Montalban! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-114361602938782528?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/114361602938782528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=114361602938782528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114361602938782528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114361602938782528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2006/02/tlw-sa-montalban.html' title='TLW SA MONTALBAN'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-114371169600669760</id><published>2006-02-14T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T08:29:29.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE SWEET DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;A bar of my favorite Butterfinger after lunch. A short walk with a friend while having Apple and lychee (Big Chill) &amp;amp; Beef Pattie (Jamaican). Sweet! Happy Valentine's Day Pips!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-114371169600669760?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/114371169600669760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=114371169600669760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114371169600669760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114371169600669760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2006/02/one-sweet-day.html' title='ONE SWEET DAY'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-114371160633941406</id><published>2006-02-12T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T00:38:32.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPARKS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It only takes one spark to start a fire burning!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;='P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4429/660/1600/B&amp;ian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4429/660/320/B%26ian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt; Joel &amp; Jewel in the Palace...haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4429/660/1600/CYM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4429/660/320/CYM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt; CYM &amp;amp; Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tiring day kahapon pero masaya! Grabe, toxic pala maring bar tender pero masaya! Haha! Basta, ang enjoy ako mag prepare and all. Ang saya-saya talaga, eva!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-114371160633941406?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/114371160633941406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=114371160633941406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114371160633941406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114371160633941406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2006/02/sparks.html' title='SPARKS'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-114371142807975117</id><published>2006-01-27T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T17:37:08.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Halos isang buwan naaaa mabait parin siya,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;winner ka talaga Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-114371142807975117?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/114371142807975117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=114371142807975117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114371142807975117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114371142807975117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2006/01/wow.html' title='WOW'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-114371133445302536</id><published>2006-01-08T04:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T08:39:57.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAC GET TOGETHER &amp; ELECTION OF OFFICERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kahapon ang first ever election of officers ng club na inattendan ko, iba talaga pag first time may hindi malilimutang experience lagi. Pero di din naman siguro nila ako iboboto kung alam nilang hindi ko kaya &amp; hindi naman ako hahayaan ni Lord na manalo kung alam kong hindi ko kaya... Bakit nga ba kasi iniisip ko na hindi ko kaya, haller Bie?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;To all RAC Paraiso Members: Thanks sa tiwala ninyo, sana kung gaano kalaki tiwala ninyo ganun din yung maging suporta ninyo sa term ko. I'm not promising na my term will be the best term ever in the history of Paraiso but a term that will make a difference. May the Lord bless us &amp; guide us always! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lord bless the ExeCom as we lead the club and please prepare me na din habang hindi pa ko nakaupo. Haaay, basta Lord pag ayoko wag kayo papayag ha?! Alam Mo naman ang tigas ng ulo ko pero alam ko din na makulit ka &amp;amp; patient ka. Kaya natin to, Jesus agenda!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-114371133445302536?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/114371133445302536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=114371133445302536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114371133445302536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114371133445302536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2006/01/rac-get-together-election-of-officers.html' title='RAC GET TOGETHER &amp; ELECTION OF OFFICERS'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-114371112281746196</id><published>2006-01-06T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T17:32:02.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RETURN OF THE COMEBACK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pahabol na regalo from my Boss na fresh from the US. Grabe workaholic ever, walang pahi-pahinga, trabaho agad siya. Infairness mabait na siya ha?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Lord ito ba gift mo sakin ngayong New Year? Well, what can I say...You never fail to surprise me! Infairness iba ka talaga!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-114371112281746196?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/114371112281746196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=114371112281746196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114371112281746196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114371112281746196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2006/01/return-of-comeback.html' title='RETURN OF THE COMEBACK'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-114371073730654947</id><published>2006-01-03T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T17:25:37.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PASOK NANAMAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tuloy ang buhay. Hay, may pasok nanaman. Parang ayoko na, di na ata ako tatagal pa dito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-114371073730654947?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/114371073730654947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=114371073730654947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114371073730654947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114371073730654947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2006/01/pasok-nanaman.html' title='PASOK NANAMAN'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-114371055751761720</id><published>2005-12-28T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T00:47:06.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PAALAM NA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4429/660/1600/PC300345.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Never ko naimagine ang mag lakad papalabas ng APA na nakasunod sa isang karo ng patay akala ko kasi matagal pa bago magumpisang malagas ang barkada, kala ko tatanda pa kami at magkakaanak na buo parin ang samahan. Sana kung gaano ko kabilis nabasa ang text ni P nung ibalita niyang wala na si Ton ay ganun din kadaling tanggapin na sumalangi na siya... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;FRIENDS ARE FRIENDS FOREVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Packing up the dreams God planted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;In the fertile soil of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I can't believe the hopes He's granted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Means a chapter of your life is through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;But we'll keep you close as always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It won't even seem you've gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;'Cause our hearts in big and small ways &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Will keep the love that keeps us strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And friends are friends forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;If the Lord's the Lord of them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And a friend will not say never &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;'Cause the welcome will not end &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Though it's hard to let you go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;In the Father's hands we know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;That a lifetime's not too long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;To live as friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And with the faith and love God's given &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Springing from the hope we know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;We will pray the joy you live in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Is the strength that now you show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;We'll keep you close as always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It won't even seem you've gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;'Cause our hearts in big and small ways &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Will keep the love that keeps us strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And friends are friends forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;If the Lord's the Lord of them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And a friend will not say never &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;'Cause the welcome will not end &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Though it's hard to let you go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;In the Father's hands we know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;That a lifetime's not too long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;To live as friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;No a lifetime's not too long To live as friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Trip to Ilocos&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tama na muna, bakasyon naman muna kasmi sa malayo para maiba. Naging mahirap ang taon na ito sana dumating ang araw na kapag binalikan ko ang mga nangyari ay akoy ngingiti at magpapasalamat sa magagandang aral na idinulot ng mga pasubok na dumaan. Kung kailan, hindi ko alam...sana lang wag matagalan. Mabigat na masyado, mukhang bibitiw na ako...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4429/660/320/PC300345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-114371055751761720?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/114371055751761720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=114371055751761720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114371055751761720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114371055751761720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/12/paalam-na.html' title='PAALAM NA!'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-114370903157400665</id><published>2005-12-27T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T17:43:35.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BABY BROTHER I NEVER HAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;A very sweet and caring friend... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;We had so much fun together... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lots of sweet memories to keep... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hmmmn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;GONE TOO SOON&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a comet&lt;br /&gt;Blazing 'cross the evening sky&lt;br /&gt;Gone too soonLike a rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Fading in the twinkling of an eye&lt;br /&gt;Gone too soon&lt;br /&gt;Shiny and sparkly&lt;br /&gt;And splendidly bright&lt;br /&gt;Here one day&lt;br /&gt;Gone one night&lt;br /&gt;Like the loss of sunlight&lt;br /&gt;On a cloudy afternoon&lt;br /&gt;Gone too soon&lt;br /&gt;Like a castle&lt;br /&gt;Built upon a sandy beach&lt;br /&gt;Gone too soon&lt;br /&gt;Like a perfect flower&lt;br /&gt;That is just beyond your reach&lt;br /&gt;Gone too soon&lt;br /&gt;Born to amuse, to inspire, to delight&lt;br /&gt;Here one day&lt;br /&gt;Gone one night&lt;br /&gt;Like a sunset&lt;br /&gt;Dying with the rising of the moon&lt;br /&gt;Gone too soon&lt;br /&gt;Gone too soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Still, I thank you Lord for the 13 years that you shared him to us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-114370903157400665?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/114370903157400665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=114370903157400665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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ang Pasko kasi birthday ni Jesus. But i have to admit na di talaga ako masaya... joyful? maybe... i don't know! Pero ayus naman kasi nagsama sama ulit kaming magkakababata, kaya lang sana sa susunod wag naman dahil sa ganung okasyon. Namiss ko sila... namiss ko ang simpleng buhay... namiss ko ang dati... sana bumalik ulit sa lahat ang dati... Asa pa ko...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-114370809606791328?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/114370809606791328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=114370809606791328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114370809606791328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114370809606791328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/12/lamay-sa-pasko.html' title='LAMAY SA PASKO'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-114370760784646089</id><published>2005-12-18T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T16:34:18.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TODAY MY BELOVED ANGEL LEFT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12:36 am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ang pagpanaw ng mahal naming bunso: Ang mensaheng galing sa kapatid ko na dumurog ng puso ko... "Wla na daw c t0n." Parang ayokong maniwala sa nabasa ko. Hindi ko na naantay mag park ng maayos si RJ, tumakbo na ako agad papasok ng ospital na tila hindi ako sinita ng guard dahil nga madaling araw na at bawal na magpapasok ng bisita. Dumeretso sa ICU, sa hallway palang lahat ay naka tungo na, si Tito Edgar palakad lakad, si P, Dhes nakatayo at umiiyak, si Andrew, maluha luhang tulala. Tumigil ako at nagtanung, "Ano na?!" Sagot sila, "Wala na". Hindi ako makaiyak, parang ayokong maniwala para kasing hindi totoo, hindi ko alam kung pano ko iintindihin... Tinanung ko kung pwede pang sumilip, oo daw. Pagpasok ko ng ICU wala na ang mga tubong nakakabit sakanya, wala na din ang kumot niya parang tulog lang. Tinulugan na niya talaga kami...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Lord, ano toh di ko gets talaga e?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-114370760784646089?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/114370760784646089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=114370760784646089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114370760784646089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114370760784646089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/12/today-my-beloved-angel-left.html' title='TODAY MY BELOVED ANGEL LEFT'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-114370608112152809</id><published>2005-12-15T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T16:08:01.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE DOOR &amp; THE KEY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The doctors gave Ton-ton 72 hours. Kelan ba mauubos ang bad news na duamrating?! Gosh, I really can't believe everything that's been happening lately, im still hoping that this is just a bad dream... Na magigising ako at okay naman pala talaga ang lahat! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt; ano bang plan mo?! C'mon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But then again if he's getting near the door i should now guide him on how to claim his key...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;By faith we prayed and he accepted Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;All glory &amp;amp; honor to you Lord...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Atleast i know that whatever happens ill see him again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kahit papaano medyo nabawasan na ng konti ang bigat ng loob ko ngayon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-114370608112152809?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/114370608112152809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=114370608112152809' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114370608112152809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114370608112152809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/12/door-key.html' title='THE DOOR &amp; THE KEY'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-114370502295549448</id><published>2005-12-14T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T15:50:22.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MASAMANG PANGINIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Galing Macro pagkatapos mag supervise ng pag-gro-grocery para sa grocery pack ng mga empleyado. Habang papalabas ng office dumating ang isang text message na galing kay Andrew, "Momi, nauntog daw kanina sa basketball si Ton-ton, di parin siya nagigising. Pupuntahan ko na si Tito Edgar tapos sabay na kami puntang ospital." Nang tanungin ko siya kung bakit anung nangyari, sabi niya basta dumeretso na ako ng ospital. Tila siryoso ito, matawagan nga...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Bobbie: Hello, ano daw nangyari?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Andrew: (nanginginig ang boses) Nauntog daw e...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Bobbie: Paano? Anung oras pa nangyari?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ndrew: Mga 6:00 daw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;*Napaisip ako sandali, 6:00 pa eh 8:00 na tulog parin?! Naguumpisa na akong kabahan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Bobbie: Asa ospital ka na?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Andrew: Oo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;*tahimik ng sandali...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Andrew: (umiiyak na) Mami, punta ka na dito... si Ton-ton... pumunta ka na dito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Bobbie: (umiiyak na din) Oo sige papunta na ako pero paalis palang ako ng office, pero dederetso na ako dyan. Sige!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Andrew: Bilisan mo ha! Mag ingat ka!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Bobbie: Oo sige, babay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Parang kagabi lang masaya pa kaming nasa party at kaninang madaling araw lang magkakasama pa kami nila Droo at P sa bahay, tamang usap... Ngayon hindi na siya nakakausap... Hindi ako makapaniwala sa nakita kong kalagayan ni Ton-ton, malala nga ang lagay niya... Parang hindi totoo, sa sinasabi ng Doctor parang alam ko na kung anung kahihinatnat nito pero umaasa parin akong hindi tama ang naiisip ko. Parang masamang panaginip, sana panaginip lang ito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Lord tulong naman! Mahal na mahal ko/namin si Ton-ton at alam mo yan... Gusto ko/namin gumising pa siya. Di pa siya pwedeng matulog Lord diba kasi di pa niya kine-claim ang key niya to heaven?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Haaay ang haba nitong araw na ito, toxic sa office tapos ganito pa... Hay, ayoko na ata talaga! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-114370502295549448?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/114370502295549448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=114370502295549448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114370502295549448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114370502295549448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/12/masamang-panginip.html' title='MASAMANG PANGINIP'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-114370372841432505</id><published>2005-12-12T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T15:52:56.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAKETEER'S CHRISTMAS PARTY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The Banquet's Christmas Party! Weee! Nanalo ko ng Plantsa! (Tama ba seplling ko? Hehe!) Basta yun, pero palit daw kami ni Ton-ton kasi mas gusto ko yung Cordless Kettle niya. Haha! Thanks Mami!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-114370372841432505?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/114370372841432505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=114370372841432505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114370372841432505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114370372841432505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/12/raketeers-christmas-party.html' title='RAKETEER&apos;S CHRISTMAS PARTY'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-114370353489837846</id><published>2005-11-29T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T15:53:50.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BERTDEY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm supposed to be celebrating today.&lt;br /&gt;But no! I'm too busy to treat myself.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too sad to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;Haaay, what a birthday...&lt;br /&gt;I think i'LL have to rest tomorrow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-114370353489837846?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/114370353489837846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=114370353489837846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114370353489837846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114370353489837846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/11/bertdey.html' title='BERTDEY'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-114058257194486005</id><published>2005-10-05T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T15:26:37.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KABUANAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One month na ako sa work, wow! Astig, infairness kinakaya ko pa naman ewan ko nga lang kung hanggang kailan ko pa kakayanin. Sana kayanin ko kasi hindi pa accomplished ang mission ko. Haaay, Lord help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-114058257194486005?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/114058257194486005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=114058257194486005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114058257194486005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/114058257194486005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/10/kabuanan.html' title='KABUANAN'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-112866282687899092</id><published>2005-09-27T04:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T13:37:10.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REALITY DAW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;They ordered one bilao of Pansit Malabon but i was the one who paid for it, why?! Cause i had no choice, yun daw ang "tradisyon" kapag unang sweldo. Everyone was happy except me. Why?! Kasi ang balak ko sila Mama muna ang unang gagastosan ko ng unang sweldo ko... haaay! Hindi ko na tuloy sila trineat outside kasi sira na araw ko...yes let it go, i know, nakain naman na din namin. I just dont like it na mas binibigyang halaga ang "tradisyon" kesa sa "respeto". Oh well, what do i expect in the secular world, kanya kanyang kuha ng plate &amp; cups (yes! kahit na kakain lahat ang pagkuha ng plates sa pantry ay kanya kanya parin), kanya kanyang serve, hinahayaan lang na nakikita ng boss at hindi manalng siya bigyan o kahit alukin manlang, and what i hate the most... guys first?! Culture shock itoh!!! Then sasabihin nila "this is reality"?! This is not reality, it cant be! Ang Rotaract &amp;amp; APA ay "reality" din pero hindi ganito! Kalokohan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sad that most people live their whole lifes in a place like this which they call "reality". Sana kahit minsan lang maexperience nila ang "life".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-112866282687899092?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/112866282687899092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=112866282687899092' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112866282687899092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112866282687899092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/09/reality-daw.html' title='REALITY DAW'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-112719581925371582</id><published>2005-09-20T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T18:19:22.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NADAPANG BATA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;On my way to the office today ay nakabangga ang jeep na sinasakyan ko bandang Manila Pen... la pa akong money dahil di pa ako sumusweldo so naka budget talaga ang pamasahe, for that i had no other choice but to walk the rest of my way to the office. Sakto lang ang travel time kapag naka jeep, dadating ako sa office ng 8:30 impunto, eh kaso nga lakad galore nanaman ako today so malamang malalate ako at ayoko sanang malate kaya hala, sige bilisan ang lakad! Kakamadali hindi ko napansin na ubos na pala ang sidewalk na nilalakaran ko at mas mababa na pala ang ground ng susunod na tatapakan ko... ayun dahil hindi pantay ay natapilok ako at natumba...Yes! Natumba as in para akong nagpapaint sa floor, ganun ka plakda. Maraming tao na nakakita?! Yes! Madami as in more than 15 siguro dahil madaming naglalakad...you know naman Makati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sad lang na sa dami ng tao, nobody bothered to help. Parang nakarelate tuloy ako sa feeling nung man going down from Jerusalem to Jeriecho sa The Parable of the Good Samaritan. Ang pinagkaiba lang namin ay nadapa lang ako at may good samaritan na tumulong sakanya. Hay, madami pa nga talagang kailangang gawin mga kapatid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pagdating ko dito sa office tinatanung ko si Lord, batok po ba yun?! Para saan?! Counted pa ba yung usapan natin dati?! Or may pinapakita ka lang?! Masakit ah! Hindi kasing sakit nung dati pero masakit din...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tinatawanan nila ako dito sa office na ang laki-laki ko na nadadapa pa ako. Kulang daw ako sa vitamins, sabi ko kulang lang ako sa balot...hehe! Tapos babarahin pa ako ni Mama ng, akala ko ba ako lang ang nadadapa?! Masakit parin tuhod ko, malamang bukas may pasa ito... may onting galos ako sa kamay ko malamang dahil sa biglang pag tukod ko sa pagbagsak, di tuloy ako makapag type at makapagsulat ng maayos. Haaay, di pala lahat ng lampa at yatot... &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;='P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-112719581925371582?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/112719581925371582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=112719581925371582' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112719581925371582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112719581925371582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/09/nadapang-bata.html' title='NADAPANG BATA'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-112717213775451349</id><published>2005-09-19T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T14:11:17.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IBANG KLASENG ASSISTANT NAMAN...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Something they see in me...&lt;br /&gt;Something they feel about me...&lt;br /&gt;Something they think that i can be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San ba galing ang "something" at hindi ko nakikita pero nasakin?! Hmmmn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kinausap ako ni Madam President Helen of Troy this morning, she's offering me a new position. I got her point, kung bat mas ok yun and mas gusto ko ang position na yun kaso more pressure kasi shemps mas mataas na &amp; parang masyado pang maaga para lumipat ako, haaa...wala pa akong isang buwan, ni hindi pa nga ako regular e. Magdadalawang linggo palang ako eh ito na ang bulung bulungan at inakala kong bulung bulungan nga lang talga siya but no totoo pala...natatakot nanaman ba ako dahil bigger ang responsibility?! Whats wrong with me?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Lord test ba to?! Tama bang infairness eh iba naman ang level nito, so does that mean i passed the first one?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You asked me how much am i willing to learn... You confirmed that i'm in the right track kahit na alangan ang feeling ko and sinabi Mo din na i'll be happy. Pero nga conditional ang plan Mo diba?! Lord, ayokong maging parang si Moses. That though you said na ibibigay mo ang promise land sakanya because he wasn't obedient enough e from a distance nalang niya nakita ng promise land... Ayokong masayang lang lahat dahil natatakot ako... Haaaa Lord, Yes! I know... and pabaon mo bago ako umalis ng comfort zone ko... &lt;strong&gt;be strong ang courageous.&lt;/strong&gt; So I ask for a strong and courageous heart dear Father...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I need prayer pips...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-112717213775451349?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/112717213775451349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=112717213775451349' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112717213775451349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112717213775451349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/09/ibang-klaseng-assistant-naman.html' title='IBANG KLASENG ASSISTANT NAMAN...'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-112667156158092293</id><published>2005-09-14T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T12:54:52.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT KATRINA CAN TEACH US, BY: MAX LUCADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What Katrina Can Teach Us?&lt;br /&gt;by Max Lucado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Who would have thought we would ever hear this phrase spoken on a radio news report in America: "Today, about 25,000 refugees were moved from the Superdome in New Orleans to the Astrodome in Houston. For days, we’ve watched the tragedy continue to unfold in Mississippi and Louisiana and, if you are like me, you’ve wrestled with feelings of shock and disbelief feelings that, over the last five years, have become all too familiar. We were barely into the new millennium when we saw towers falling in New York City and planes crashing into the Pentagon and the Pennsylvania farmland. We saw bombs over Baghdad and witnessed the ancient land of Abraham become a war zone for his ancestors. You’d think we had seen enough, but then came the tsunami–a roaring wave that sucked life and innocence out to sea. And now the fruits of Katrina. A city sitting in twenty feet of water. Citizens hacking their way onto roofs and helicopters hovering over neighborhoods. Optimistic rescuers, opportunistic looters, grateful people, resentful people–we have seen it all. And many have seen it up close. Katrina came to San Antonio in the form of 12,500 evacuees. Many of you are meeting them, feeding them, writing checks, and manning shifts. And you, as much as any, have reason to wonder. What is going on here? 9/11, Iraq, tsunami, Katrina. And I didn’t mention nor intend to minimize hurricanes Dennis and Ivan and Emily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus criticized the leaders of his day for focusing on the weather and ignoring the signals: "You find it easy enough to forecast the weather–why can’t you read the signs of the times?" Matthew 16:2-3 (MSG). What are we to learn from all of this? Is God sending us a message? I think so. And, I think we’d be wise to pay attention. There are some spiritual lessons that I think God would want us to learn through this tragedy. The first lesson we see is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. The Nature of Possessions:&lt;br /&gt;Temporary As you’ve listened to evacuees and survivors, have you noticed their words? No one laments a lost plasma television or submerged SUV. No one runs through the streets yelling, "My cordless drill is missing" or "My golf clubs have washed away." If they mourn, it is for people lost. If they rejoice, it is for people found. Could Jesus be reminding us that people matter more than possessions? In a land where we have more malls than high schools, more debt than credit, more clothes to wear than we can wear, could Christ be saying: Watch out! Be on your guard against all kinds of greed; a man’s life does not consist in the abundance of his possessions" (Luke 12:15)? We see an entire riverboat casino washed up three blocks and placed on top of a house in a neighborhood. You see demolished $40,000 cars that will never be driven again, hidden in debris. And in the background of our minds we hear the quiet echoes of Jesus saying, "What good will it be for a man if he gains the whole world, yet forfeits his soul?" (Matthew 16:26). Raging hurricanes and broken levees have a way of prying our fingers off the stuff we love. What was once most precious now means little; what we once ignored is now of eternal significance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend and I attended a worship service at Antioch Baptist Church last Sunday night. Several African American Church leaders had organized an assembly to pray for the evacuees that have ended up in San Antonio. Many of them sat on the front rows.dressed in all the clothing they owned: t-shirts, jeans. Their face were weary from the week. But when the music started and the worship began, they came to their feet and sang with tears in their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were rich. Are you that rich? Were all your possession washed away, could you still worship? Would you still worship? If not, you are holding things too tightly: "Tell those rich in this world’s wealth to quit being so full of themselves and so obsessed with money, which is here today and gone tomorrow. Tell them to go after God, who piles on all the riches we could ever manage–to do good, to be rich in helping others, to be extravagantly generous. If they do that, they’ll build a treasury that will last, gaining life that is truly life" (1 Timothy 6:17-19 MSG). Through Katrina, Christ tells us: stuff doesn’t matter; people do. Understand the nature of possessions. Be equally clear on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II. The Nature of People:&lt;br /&gt;Sinners and Saints. We see the most incredible servants and stories of selflessness and sacrifice. We see people of the projects rescuing their neighbors, we see civil servants risking their lives for people they’ve never seen. My wife Denalyn and I toured a shelter supervised by one of our neighbors here in San Antonio. We met a family of some twenty cousins and siblings. One six-year-old girl told Denalyn about the helicopter man who plucked her off a third story porch and lifted her to safety. That child will never know who that man is. He’ll never seek any applause. He saved her life. all in a day’s work. We saw humanity at its best. And we saw humanity at its worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looting. Fighting. We heard stories of rapes and robberies. Someone said, "The heavens declare the glory of God but the streets declare the sinfulness of man." The video footage in New Orleans has confirmed the truthfulness of that quote. Can you imagine not being able to sleep in the Superdome for fear that someone might try to rape your daughter if she went to the restroom in the middle of the night? We are people of both dignity and depravity. The hurricane blew back more than roofs; it blew the mask off the nature of mankind. The main problem in the world is not Mother Nature, but human nature. Strip away the police barricades, blow down the fences, and the real self is revealed. We are barbaric to the core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were born with a me-first mentality. You don’t have to teach your kids to argue. They don’t have to be trained to demand their way. You don’t have to show them how to stomp their feet and pout, it is their nature. indeed it is all of our nature to do so. "All of us have strayed like sheep. We have left God’s paths to follow our own" (Isaiah 53:6). God’s chosen word for our fallen condition has three letters- s-I-n. Sin celebrates the letter in the middle. "I". Left to our own devices, we lead a godless, out of control life of ".doing what we felt like doing, when we felt like doing it" (Ephesians 2:3 MSG).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You don’t have to go to New Orleans to see the chaos. Because of sin, the husband ignores his wife, grown men seduce the young. The young proposition the old. When you do what you want and I do what I want, humanity and civility implodes. And when the Katrinas of life blown in, our true nature is revealed and our deepest need is unveiled: a need deeper than food, more permanent than firm levees. We need, not a new system, but a new nature. We need to be changed from the inside out. Which takes us to the third message of Katrina:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;III. The Nature of God’s Grace:&lt;br /&gt;Inside Out Much discussion revolves around the future of New Orleans. Will the city be restored? Repaired? How long will it take? Who will pay for it? One thing is for certain: someone has to clean her up. No one is suggesting otherwise. Everyone knows, someone has to go in a clean up the mess. That is what God offers to do with us. He comes into sin-flooded lives and washes away the old. Paul reflected on his conversion and he wrote: "He gave us a good bath, and we came out of it new people, washed inside and out by the Holy Spirit" (Titus 3:5). Our sins stand no chance against the fire hoses of God’s grace. But he does more than cleanse us; he rebuilds us. In the form of his Holy Spirit, God moves in and starts a complete renovation project. "God can do anything, you know–far more than you could ever imagine or guess or request in your wildest dreams! He does it not by pushing us around but by working within us, his Spirit deeply and gently within us." (Ephesians 3:20 MSG). And what we can only dream of doing with New Orleans, God has done with soul after soul, and he will do so with you, if you let him. The most disturbing stories from the last week are of those who refused to be rescued. Those who spent their final hours trapped in attics and rooms regretting the choice they’d made. They could have been saved. They could have gotten out. but they chose to stay. Many paid a permanent price. You don’t have to pay that price. What rescuers did for people on the Gulf Coast, God will do for you. He has entered your world. He has dropped a rope into your sin-swamped life. He will rescue, you simply need to do what that little girl did, let him lift you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned my visit to Antioch Baptist Church last Sunday night. A local minister, Pastor L. A. Williams gave a message on this one verse: "But Noah found grace in the eyes of the Lord." (Gen. 6:8). The minister helped us see all the things Noah could not find because of the flood. He could not find his neighborhood. He could not find his house. He could not find the comforts of home or the people down the street–there was much he could not find. But what he could find made all the difference. Noah found grace in the eyes of the Lord. Noah found grace in the eyes of God. IF YOU HAVE EVERYTHING AND NO GRACE, YOU HAVE NOTHING. IF YOU HAVE NOTHING BUT GRACE, YOU HAVE EVERYTHING. HAVE YOU FOUND GRACE? If not, I urge you to do what that little girl told us she did. When the rescuer appeared on her porch, she GRABBED HIM, CLOSED HER EYES, AND HELD ON. THAT'S ALL YOU NEED TO DO. And if you never have, and would like to, I URGE YOU TO REACH FOR THE HAND OF YOUR RESCUER, JESUS CHRIST. Your Redeemer lives, too. This hurricane was his tool to get your attention. TRUST IN HIM WHILE YOU STILL CAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Max Lucado, @ 2005 This entry was posted on Saturday, September 10th, 2005 at 8:50 pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-112667156158092293?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/112667156158092293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=112667156158092293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112667156158092293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112667156158092293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-katrina-can-teach-us-by-max.html' title='WHAT KATRINA CAN TEACH US, BY: MAX LUCADO'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-112563350638298958</id><published>2005-09-02T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T14:09:49.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hmmmn... last day ko na today dito sa shop... babay na comfort zone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hay, more than 1 year din ako dito... madami din akong mga unforgettable moments, may mga petiks (hmmmn...), nakakabagot (haaaay), nakakatawa (haha), nakakakilig (hehe), nakakapikon (errr), ect. Mamimiss ko ang streaming, YM...ang unlimited access ko sa internet. Hehe! Sana kahit manlang YM meron sa opis... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;='P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Haaaaa!!! Excited na ako to start "work"ing pero kinakabahan talaga ako... deadline na dapat maubos ang kaba ko ay sa sunday para super ready na ako sa monday. Pero confident naman ako na itll be fine pero bat ganun may kaba parin?! Is it all in my mind, hmmmn... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lord please give me peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-112563350638298958?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/112563350638298958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=112563350638298958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112563350638298958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112563350638298958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/09/shop.html' title='SHOP'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-112503249811218783</id><published>2005-08-26T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T19:35:47.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OUT HERE - IN THERE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;OUT! I'm now stepping out of my comfort zone. Ito pala yung sinasabi Niya, dito pala ako nireready. As usual nung una hindi ko maintindihan kung para saanang mga paulit ulit na ipinapaalala sakin. Isasabak na pala ako sa battlefield. Grounded nga ba ako?! I'm not sure if I'm really ready for this but His timing is perfect and He called me for this so malamang time na nga. Di narin naman ako baby, isang taon mahigit na din akong Kristiyano ayoko naman maging "Bonjing"! Honestly, wala pa kong gameplan for this battle, ang dami kong "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;what if's"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; sa mind. My fear/s? Ewan! Basta kinakabahan ako pero ang sabi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;strong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;courageous&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(Joshua 1:9)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Hmmmn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;wede bang mag ocular lang muna &amp; mag observe sa battlefield Lord then saka ako gagawa ng gameplan ko?! I hope to pass every test, I hope to win every challenge, I would want to at least make You smile.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;IN! I finally accepted Pentathlon's offer as a Marketing Assistant, a professional term for "utusan"... ok lang kasi "servant" naman talaga ako. I hope to deliver what's expected of me (or more kaya parang mas ok yata yun) and I hope to fulfill His purpose for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. Haaaay I'm excited yet nervous but above all I feel blessed. I'll be starting next week and I should be ready, I will so I'll ask. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Daming fruits Lord nakakainspire naman... please tech me how to get all of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Oi enemy! Alam ko nababasa mo to tas eepal ka nanaman sa picture, pabida effect as usual. Umayos ka, malakas backer ko...pipitikers ka namin. Haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-112503249811218783?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/112503249811218783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=112503249811218783' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112503249811218783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112503249811218783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/08/out-here-in-there.html' title='OUT HERE - IN THERE'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-112515536868425105</id><published>2005-08-25T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T23:17:56.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DA WHO?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4429/660/1600/New%20Look.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4429/660/320/New%20Look.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Da who ang talikogenic (daw sabi ko, blog ko toh la ng kokontra! Ako lang pwedeng pumili ag bida dito) na ito?! Haha! Yebah! That's me! ='D Pagupit ako kanina... La lang, new look effect lang nagsawa na kasi ko sa long hair kong pasaway. Kaya yan, hmpf! Ayaw kasing makisama, for that... gupit! Pero aktali ang sabi ko shoulder level, ewan ko ba kung bakit ganyan kaiksi, wala ba kong leeg?! Hmmmn... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-112515536868425105?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/112515536868425105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=112515536868425105' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112515536868425105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112515536868425105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/08/da-who.html' title='DA WHO?!'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-112476628152307377</id><published>2005-08-23T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T12:25:26.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PALpak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ang layo ng PAL Placement! Grabe, dulo dulo... imagine from Tandang Sora to Pasay?! Grabe na itetch! Buti nalang may MRT at kung hindi malamang 10yrs bago ko nakarating doon, at hindi lang malamang ngarag na ko pagdating doon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinamahan ako ni Papang (Thanks Pang!) para hindi ako mahirapan maghanap (kasi hindi naman ako Manila Girl, QC girl kasi ako,hehe!). 8:30 ang sinabing time and dumating ako ng 8:25, just in time para makahinga pa ko ng mabuti bago magstart ang interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Impact Interview" ang tawag nila doon sa klase ng interview na ginawa samin kasi daw titignan kung ano daw ang impact samin ng nagsasalita sa maraming tao. Mala first day of class effect, na say something about yourself na shemps yung hindi nakalagay sa resume then lalakad ka papunta sa interviewer ito naman ang rampa effect kasi pati lakad eh tinitigan then saka ka na tatanungin ng kung ano man ang trip nila itanung nila sayo. Then pag tapos na lahat isa isa kayong tatawagin at aabutan ng papel na kung saan nakalagay ang verdict if youre in or out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of 12 (6 boys &amp;amp; 6 girls) eh 1 lang ang nakuha samin. Shempre rant rant ang drama ng iba habang papalabas, ako naman ok lang kasi mej alam ko na kung ano...hehe! Gugutom na kasi ako so nagmamadali na din ako umalis para makapunta na ko sa office ni Mama at makakain kasi sabi ko sabay kami. Tsaka nakapagusap naman kami ni Lord na cocomfort niya ko agad kasi ayoko na sasama loob ko pag di ako nakuha, so yun ayus lang kahit PALpak...hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-112476628152307377?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/112476628152307377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=112476628152307377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112476628152307377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112476628152307377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/08/palpak.html' title='PALpak'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-112441792248403155</id><published>2005-08-19T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T10:23:39.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DIE BOBBIE! DIE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;10am - Pentathlon Asia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My first interview went well, i got the position pero hindi ko pa tinatanggap. Its an IT company kasi, eh nenung ko sa IT... ala naman akong ka-ayja ayja sa IT kahit na ba documentation palang, nenung ko sa terms ng mga IT chuvaness pag nag report ako. Hay, natatakot lang ba ako?! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;='S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2:30pm - C-Gull Teleservices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Final interview na (supposedly). Ayon sa mga nag evaluate sakin ay ok naman daw ang diction, ok naman daw ang fluency, at ang voice quality kaso nga lang... kulang daw sa confidence. Yun lang naman daw ang naging problema kaso kasi malaking factor daw yun. So ang naging tanung ay "Saan ba galing yung lack of confidence? Can we do something about it? Sige, do you want to say something?" Pwede bang sumagot ng, "Yes Sir, something!"? Hay eh di sinabi ko ang totoo na first time ko kasi at andito ako sa shop nun at nagtratrabaho kaya makakailang. So ulitin daw ang survey sa 25 para ma check kung kaya kong i-improve. Hmmmn... hanggang sa boses pala nalalaman na hindi ako confident. Hanu vah?! Aaaah, san ko ba nakuha tong sakit na toh?! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;May isa pa kong interview sa monday. Sa PAL naman, yun walang dudang related sa course ko pero... frontline position?! Kinda vague ang description. Frontline?! Eh wala nga akong experience pa na related sa tourism. Hmmmn, sana lang nabasa nilang mabuti ang resume ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sa tinagal tagal ng panahon na nagpasa pasa ako ng resume sa kung saan-saan ngayon palang nagyaring may tumawag sakin kaya windang na halos sabay sabay pa sila. Answered prayer infairness! &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Thank You Lord!&lt;/span&gt; At first exciting kasi C-Gull palang so hindi mahirap pumili kaso nung dumagdag ang Pentathlon Asia naging debate na, ngayong dadagdag pa ang PAL stress na itoh! 3 choices at lahat galing kay Lord so its a choice between good, better, or best. If i wont make it sa PAL eh better or best nalang. Ano nga kaya?! Ano bang gusto ko? Alin ba ang dapat?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sabi nga na pag debate na between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;your will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;God's will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;eitherway&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;someone has to die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and eitherway eh &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ako&lt;/span&gt; yun. If I choose to follow my will, in the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;end talo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ako kasi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hindi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ko &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;napili ang God's best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;for me. If I choose to follow God's will eh i have to sacrifice what i want, in short:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;die to self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hindi ko alam kung ang mapapasukan kong trabaho ay panghabambuhay na, pero ang alam ko malaking factor ito sa magiging buhay ko in the future. I want what's best for me kahit na mahirap basta yung sa huli hindi ako talo. Die Bobbie! Die...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Friends pagpray nyo naman ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Lord, discernment po...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-112441792248403155?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/112441792248403155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=112441792248403155' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112441792248403155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112441792248403155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/08/die-bobbie-die.html' title='DIE BOBBIE! DIE...'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-112425527819047176</id><published>2005-08-10T11:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T10:42:29.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXPECTANT HEART</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;R&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;etreat's Main Text: Luke 5: 17-26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;h5 style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jesus Heals a Paralytic &lt;/h5&gt; &lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" id="en-NIV-25117"&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;One day as he was teaching, Pharisees and teachers of the law, who had come from every village of Galilee and from Judea and Jerusalem, were sitting there. And the power of the Lord was present for him to heal the sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" id="en-NIV-25118"&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Some men came carrying a paralytic on a mat and tried to take him into the house to lay him before Jesus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" id="en-NIV-25119"&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When they could not find a way to do this because of the crowd, they went up on the roof and lowered him on his mat through the tiles into the middle of the crowd, right in front of Jesus. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;    &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25120"&gt;20&lt;/sup&gt;When Jesus saw their faith, he said, "Friend, your sins are forgiven." &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;    &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25121"&gt;21&lt;/sup&gt;The Pharisees and the teachers of the law began thinking to themselves, "Who is this fellow who speaks blasphemy? Who can forgive sins but God alone?" &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;    &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25122"&gt;22&lt;/sup&gt;Jesus knew what they were thinking and asked, "Why are you thinking these things in your hearts? &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25123"&gt;23&lt;/sup&gt;Which is easier: to say, 'Your sins are forgiven,' or to say, 'Get up and walk'? &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25124"&gt;24&lt;/sup&gt;But that you may know that the Son of Man has authority on earth to forgive sins...." He said to the paralyzed man, "I tell you, get up, take your mat and go home." &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25125"&gt;25&lt;/sup&gt;Immediately he stood up in front of them, took what he had been lying on and went home praising God. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25126"&gt;26&lt;/sup&gt;Everyone was amazed and gave praise to God. They were filled with awe and said, "We have seen remarkable things today."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Session 1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(Why are you here?) akala ko nakarelate lang ako sa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;friends of the paralytic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;kasi same na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;we went to Jesus with an expectant heart&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;pero during the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Cell Group Devotion#1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;feeling ko combination na ako ng &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;friends &amp; crowd &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;kasi nasa retreat din pala ako to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;make usi &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ang difference lang eh hindi ako passive sa pag-uusi ko kung anung gimik ni Lord. Nung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Session 2 &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(You and your faith) narealize kong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;may something sa faith kong kailangang maayos &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;then nung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Session 3 &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(What Jesus did) narealize ko na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;in a way eh paralytic din pala ako&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;dahil nga may mali sa faith ko and kailangan ma-heal yun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So recharged from the retreat I can say that I'm still in an emotional high right now. I went with an expectant heart @ akala ko sobra yung inexpect ko pero I got more than what I was expecting, I got not just what i wanted but also what I needed. Hindi lang ako na-heal na-forgive pa ako. Never talagang sakto lang yung binibigay ni Lord laging more than enough, hay super galante talaga bast amag trust ka and willing ka na mag claim. Astig, He never fails to amaze me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;For Christians earth is just a temporary place to live in, this isn't our "home". So ano palang reli ng araw-araw na ibinubuhay namin dito?! Kasi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every day is a journey home to heaven&lt;/span&gt; kaya we have to live each day para makarating kami sa aming "home". Pero hindi pwedeng ganun lang na gigising at gagawa ng kung anu-ano hanggang matapos ang araw. Dapat like what the pralytic did &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when he received healing and forgiveness we should go home praising God too&lt;/span&gt;. We should live each day doing something that glorifies Him. Easy for me to say kasi "high" pa ako?! Kung i-see-seek naman talaga natin ang face Niya, kung kukulitin natin si Lord to reveal to us kahit one &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kingdom Secret&lt;/span&gt; a day, and if we wake up every morning na may something na gagawin or ipapagawa si Lord satin, hindi ba exciting yun?! All we need is that thing called FAITH plus that PASSION for HIM... Yes it is not that easy but knowing that God is there to back me up eh why not chocknut?! So what now?! Eh di may bago kong commitment dahil hindi na ako paralytic, magiging friend of the paralytic na ako. Because i'm healed, i'll bring paralytic friends (shemps hindi yung literal diba?!) to Jesus for healing and to be forgiven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-112425527819047176?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/112425527819047176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=112425527819047176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112425527819047176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112425527819047176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/08/expectant-heart_10.html' title='EXPECTANT HEART'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-112313688883677471</id><published>2005-08-04T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T17:12:33.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IM SO EXCITED &amp; I JUST CANT FIGHT IT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;RETREAT NA BUKAS...WEEEEE!!! Super excited ako, ewan ko kung bakit pero hindi talaga ito normal sakin. Naka ilang retreats na din ako since naging christian ako and never pa akong naka feel ng ganitong excitement. Ewan, iba talaga to hmmmn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;ano bang gimik natin Lord, wazzup ba?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hehe! Ano kayang hanppenings @ ganito nalang ako ka-excited?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ATTENTION!!! Youth leaders: Cux, Tiara &amp; Aldrin &amp;amp; UPCYM ExeCom: Carla, Salvs, Earla, Dimps &amp; Ace (may nakalimutan pa ba ko?), hallur!!! Pressure!!! Pressure kayo dyan!!! Haha! Friends tayo ha?! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;='D&lt;/span&gt; Gandahan nyo ha?! Yung tipong sa sobrang ganda ayoko ng maging participant next retreat dapat ma-inspire ako na gugustuhin ko na din mag lead sa susunod. Ha?! (Grabe ma-mressure hehe!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;='P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Basta, ito tunay na im coming with an expectant heart. I hope everyones as excited as i am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Lord!!!&lt;/span&gt; Lets go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I can't wait to see na kung anung gagawin mo... nahi-hyper ako (ADHD?!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Haaay, prepare our hearts Lord...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-112313688883677471?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/112313688883677471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=112313688883677471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112313688883677471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112313688883677471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-so-excited-i-just-cant-fight-it.html' title='IM SO EXCITED &amp; I JUST CANT FIGHT IT'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-112304528636749388</id><published>2005-08-03T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T12:30:31.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(CHARLIES ANGELS: FULL THROTTLE)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;Sometimes were too busy looking for something thats right in front of us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;sometimes im guilty of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;( 08-01-05, 11:00pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;, @ home, HBO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-112304528636749388?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/112304528636749388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=112304528636749388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112304528636749388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112304528636749388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/08/charlies-angels-full-throttle.html' title='(CHARLIES ANGELS: FULL THROTTLE)'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-112286727392429557</id><published>2005-08-01T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T10:35:26.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(IF ONLY)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;DEATH DOESN'T PUT AN END TO LOVE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so true, sobrang nakarelate ako...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(07-30-05 / 9:30pm / with  Tot / SM North Edsa / Cinema 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-112286727392429557?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/112286727392429557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=112286727392429557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112286727392429557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112286727392429557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/08/if-only_01.html' title='(IF ONLY)'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-112243448318175439</id><published>2005-07-25T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T14:04:06.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A NEW FRIEND</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Guinea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Guinea.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Cute noh?! Meet my new friend GUINEA. Half dog half guinea pig siya, LoLz mukha kasi siyang guinea pig kaya yan ang name na binigay ko sakanya. He looks lonely noh?! May sakit kasi siya, di siya makawiwi ng maayos kasi swollen yung genitalia niya... Wawa naman noh?! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;='(&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-112243448318175439?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/112243448318175439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=112243448318175439' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112243448318175439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112243448318175439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/07/new-friend.html' title='A NEW FRIEND'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-112243593995932057</id><published>2005-07-21T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T14:08:50.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOODBYE c2 HELLO the ONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/theOne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/theOne.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ayoko na ng c2, nanawa na ako sa flavors nila. May bago na kong fave drink...Oo na pasaway na ko, bawal nga ang tea e... E masarap e! Hehe! Try niyo to, masarap siya promise!  Manufactured by Zesto Corp.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-112243593995932057?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/112243593995932057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=112243593995932057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112243593995932057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112243593995932057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/07/goodbye-c2-hello-one.html' title='GOODBYE c2 HELLO the ONE'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-112126998360019455</id><published>2005-07-13T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T14:07:55.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TO BESSY &amp; BUM FROM BOBBIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Miss kita Bessy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sine... nachos mo, pizza ko. Retreats. Sumbungan. Bonding-an.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Miss kita Bum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Kambalism! Mga tampuhan. Summer camps. DVCS. Crush-crushan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ang buhay nga naman minsan hindi mo matancha. Magugulat ka nalang, mag isa ka nalang pala. Akala ko noon walang magbabago, parang hindi mangyayaring maghiwa hiwalay kaming tatlo. Alaala nalang ang lahat ngayon, ganun man lahat ay nakatanim sa puso ko. Itinanim ko, at habambuhay kong itatago dahil masarap balik balikan ng aming nakaraan, masayang alalahanin ang pinagsamahan, mga hirap na pinagdaanan at nagpatibay ng aming pagkakaibigan. Sana maulit pa… sana makapag kita-kita pa… sana magka sama-sama pa… sana kahit marami ng nagbago... kahit matagal na kamiy nagkalayo.. sana sa muli naming pagkikitay magkakakilala parin ang aming mga puso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" href="http://www.thevirtualillusion.com/music/tr-info.php?id=302"&gt;FRIENDS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;(to hear the song: click on the TITLE, then click PLAY NOW...Enjoy!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Packing up the dreams of God planted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;In the fertile soil of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Can't believe the hopes He's granted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Means a chapter in your life is through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But we'll keep you close as always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It won't even seem you've gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Cause our hearts in big and small ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Will keep the love that keeps us strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And friends are friends forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;If the Lord's the Lord of them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And a friend will not say "never"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Cause the welcome will not end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Though it's hard to let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;In the Father's hand we know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;That a lifetime's not too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;to live as friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;With the faith and love God's given&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Springing from the hope we know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And we will pray the joy you'll live in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Is the strength that now you show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;No a lifetimes not to long,to live as friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Malamang naaalala nyo tong song na to... Junior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Choir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;?! Mga cute pa tayo nun... Haaaaaay miss you guys sooooooo much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-112126998360019455?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/112126998360019455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=112126998360019455' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112126998360019455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112126998360019455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/07/to-bessy-bum-from-bobbie.html' title='TO BESSY &amp; BUM FROM BOBBIE'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-112104561388743603</id><published>2005-07-11T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T12:09:32.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WORDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Got this through email, as usual...share ko lang para pangulit, enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;='D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Forget traditional dictionaries. Keep this  list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1. Achuchu (A-chu-chu).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;This refers to the pointless  insincerities being said during long, involved conversations about nothing at  all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. Ano (A-noh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The all-around, all-purpose word for  everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(1) Pronoun in interrogation: Ano? (What)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(2) Noun: Where is  your ano? (Where is your father/mother/dead-uncle's-second-cousin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(3) Verb:  Anuhin this. (Paint/kill/maim/castrate this.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(4) Adjective: This is so ano.  (This is so pretty/big/astounding.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(5) Interjection: Ano! (What the  hell!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(6) Substitute for genitalia: Did you ano your ano?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The use of  ano is quite dangerous for the untrained ear, and must be put into the proper  setting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Honey, the ano is too long, we have to cut it,"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; must  be accompanied by the proper understanding of the context, as results maybe  critical to a couple's future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3. Booba (boo-bah).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A female blessed  with larger than usual mammary glands, which can be used as weapons of mass  destruction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;4. Checheboreche (Che-che-boh-re-che)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Same as achuchu. It is interesting to ponder on the reason why there are so many words in the Filipino language that beautifully describe meaningless chatter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;5. Epal  (Eh-pal).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;An individual who believes he is God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;6. Gigil  (gee-gil).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;An uncontrollable desire to bite something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;7. Hipon  (Hee-pon).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Literally "shrimp," whose body is eaten while its head is thrown away, this refers to a female whose body is to die for and whose face looks like it belongs to the dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;8. Kikay (kee-kay).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Refers to individuals who carry a brush, hand wash, moisturizer, lip-gloss and various other facial enhancements in a case (aptly called a kikay kit) inside her bag. Recent inspections of various backpacks have led to the conclusion it is not a purely female trait. This breed cannot resist checking themselves out on mirrors, glass windows, bread knives, sidewalk puddles and plastic-covered notebooks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;9.  Kaekekan (Ka-ek-e-kahn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Same as achuchu and chechebureche.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;10. Kilig  (keel-leg).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A rush of excitement due to the actions, presence or even mention  of he whom you see as the future father of your children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;11. Laglag-brip  (lag-lag-brip).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The female counterpart of laglag-panti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;12.  Laglag-panti (lag-lag-pan-tee).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A man so incredibly hot, so heart-stoppingly gorgeous and oozing with masculinity that female underwear (whether worn by males or females) falls to the ground without effort whatsoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;13.  Indyanero (In-jan-neh-ro).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;An individual who fails to appear at an appointment without prior warning. Not to be confused with individuals who appear according to Filipino time (approximately 10 minutes before the meeting is to end)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;14. Japorms (Jah-porms).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Describes an individual dressed  differently from the usual (typically involves clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;that have been  laundered and pant legs of roughly the same length).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;15. Lagot  (Lah-got)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A prophesy of evil things to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;16. Para (Pah-rah).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A term that informs the driver of a jeep to stop and pause (usually in the middle of the road) as the individual speaking intends to leave the vehicle. Dangerous for individuals as drivers seem to believe having one foot in the air is all that is necessary for descent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;17. Takusa (Ta-kuh-sa).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Derived from takot sa asawa (afraid of wife), this is a used to describe the silent (very silent) minority of males married to feminine reincarnations of Hitler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;18. Torpe (tore-peh).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A gentleman who is desperately attracted to a female yet by some strange compulsion is reduced to a frozen mound of stuttering male whenever that female is near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Armed with this list and a smile, you will be sure to make the proper impression not just on your new relations, but on your loved one as well. Now let's practice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Honey, when I first saw you, I made laglag brip, and was almost torpe. When I finally got the nerve to date you, I almost became indyanero, because I didn't think I had the right japorms. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When you're around, I'm kilig, when you're not, I get gigil. You may think all this is achuchu, kaekekan, just chechecoreche, but in truth, my love, I'm so ano with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-112104561388743603?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/112104561388743603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=112104561388743603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112104561388743603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/112104561388743603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/07/words.html' title='WORDS'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-111983818423694421</id><published>2005-06-27T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T14:53:43.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY HEALTHY TUMMY</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/HealthyTummy.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh diba botchog na botchog?! Pwede na nga ata ako sa commercial ng mga buntis e. Sabi nga ni Han, B for Botchog na daw hindi na B for Bobbbie...hehe! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;='P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-111983818423694421?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/111983818423694421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=111983818423694421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111983818423694421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111983818423694421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-healthy-tummy.html' title='MY HEALTHY TUMMY'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-111943767220876861</id><published>2005-06-22T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T15:54:13.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PRESIDETS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*ERAP @ a shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sales Lady: Good morning Sir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Erap: Good morning, pabili nga ng ballpen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sales Lady: Ay sorry sir hindi po kami nagtitinda ng ballpen dito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Erap: Ano?! Wala kayong ballpen?! Penshoppe tapos wala naman pala kayong ballpen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;**GLORIA &amp; a reporter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Reporter: Madam, bakit po hindi na kayo tumangkad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Gloria: Eh kasi maaga akong naulila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Reporter: Ano naman po ang kuneksyon nun?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Gloria: Naturalmente walang nagpalaki sakin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;***CORY in an interview&lt;br /&gt;Inteviewer: Mam, kung buhay pa po si Ninoy ngayon, presidente rin kaya siya?!&lt;br /&gt;Cory: Bilanggo siguro.&lt;br /&gt;Interviewer: Bilanggo po?!&lt;br /&gt;Cory: Oo.&lt;br /&gt;Interviewer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Bakit naman po bilanggo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Cory: Baka napatay na niya si Kris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joke time...Take your pick, ako fave ko yung kay Cory. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-111943767220876861?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/111943767220876861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=111943767220876861' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111943767220876861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111943767220876861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/06/presidets.html' title='PRESIDETS'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-111925707179420273</id><published>2005-06-20T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T19:42:39.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOTCHOG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;    Nights of dining out ~*burp*~ dinner buffets ~*burp*~. Mornings of having “cancer breakfast” (sad to say but i love it) ~*burp*~ and complimentary breakfasts (aha that means buffet breakfast) ~*burp*~. Yes, I love to eat…I know! Haaay is so hard to say no pag masarap ang food. Discipline!!! But no, im doing the “SEEfood diet” again. Tuloy, I feel so heavy lately, bakit kaya?! Haha! Feel? In denial?! LoLz! Ang healthy healthy na ng tummy ko, hmmmn... healthy pa nga bang maitatawag o abuso na sa katawan ang gingawa ko?! Oh well, malapit na din naman matapos… papayat na ulit ako next month, hehe papayat?! Nagiilusyon nanaman ako!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;=’P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;La na ganito na ata ko for life, botchog!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; ='D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-111925707179420273?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/111925707179420273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=111925707179420273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111925707179420273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111925707179420273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/06/botchog.html' title='BOTCHOG'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-111865425796621312</id><published>2005-06-13T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T13:17:56.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT DOES LOVE MEAN?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Touching words from the mouth of babes…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore.&lt;br /&gt;So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love."&lt;br /&gt;*Rebecca- age 8&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different.&lt;br /&gt;You just know that your name is safe in their mouth."&lt;br /&gt;*Billy - age 4&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other."&lt;br /&gt;*Karl - age 5&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs."&lt;br /&gt;*Chrissy - age 6&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."&lt;br /&gt;*Terri - age 4&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK."&lt;br /&gt;*Danny - age 7&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more.&lt;br /&gt;My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss"&lt;br /&gt;*Emily - age 8&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen."&lt;br /&gt;*Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate,"&lt;br /&gt;*Nikka - age 6&lt;br /&gt;(we need a few million more Nikka's on this planet)&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday."&lt;br /&gt;*Noelle - age 7&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well."&lt;br /&gt;*Tommy - age 6&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling.&lt;br /&gt;*He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore."&lt;br /&gt;Cindy - age 8&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"My mommy loves me more than anybody .&lt;br /&gt;You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night."&lt;br /&gt;*Clare - age 6&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken."&lt;br /&gt;*Elaine-age 5&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford."&lt;br /&gt;*Chris - age 7&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day."&lt;br /&gt;*Mary Ann - age 4&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones."&lt;br /&gt;*Lauren - age 4&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you." (what an image)&lt;br /&gt;*Karen - age 7&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross."&lt;br /&gt;*Mark - age 6&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget."&lt;br /&gt;*Jessica - age 8&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the final one -- Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there.&lt;br /&gt;When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said,&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing, I just helped him cry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ang cute noh?! La lang tamang share, ikaw din share kahit di ka baby…hehe! Whats  love for you?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;=’D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-111865425796621312?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/111865425796621312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=111865425796621312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111865425796621312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111865425796621312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/06/what-does-love-mean.html' title='WHAT DOES LOVE MEAN?'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-111890974352441421</id><published>2005-06-12T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T16:20:28.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOP's 1st YEAR ANNIV!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lafang to the max @ Kamayan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;June 11, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;…Sama Sama Together…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/AnnivPic1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;KilikiliErnie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/AnnivPic3.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Halo-halo: Barbs, Ate Lean &amp; Kuya Ernie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/AnnivPic2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yuck Mekol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/AnnivPic4.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Amazed Baxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/AnnivPic5.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;Kuhol&lt;/st1:city&gt; &lt;st1:state&gt;Pa&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/AnnivPic6.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dessert Ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/AnnivPic7.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yuck Baxx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/AnnivPic8.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-111890974352441421?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/111890974352441421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=111890974352441421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111890974352441421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111890974352441421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/06/shops-1st-year-anniv.html' title='SHOP&apos;s 1st YEAR ANNIV!'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-111804860326385346</id><published>2005-06-06T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T17:08:52.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MISS KO SIYA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sinalubong ko si Mamang (Lola ko) nung sabado, pagkaraan ng dalawang taon muli nanaman kaming nagkita. Natuwa ako kasi makakasama ko siya ng halos isang buwan. Pero halos maiyak ako nung makita ko siyang nakaupo sa wheelchair habang palabas ng arrival area. Dati kasi hindi siya nag whee-wheelchair dahil kaya parin naman niyang lumakad basta may aalalay sakanyan, kaya lang ngayon magisa nalang siya. Wala na si Daddy na aalalay sakanya tuwing umuuwi sila. &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Namimiss ko si Daddy at alam kong hindi magtatagal ay si Mamang din ay mamimiss ko ng ganito. Minsan tuloy ayokong makipagusap sakanya, ayoko ng mapalapit… para saan pat iiwan din naman niya ako?! Masasaktan ulit ako… pero kahit naman anung gawin ko sa ganung paraan naman talaga natatapos ang istorya ng buhay ng bawat tao. Pag tumanda tanda pa ako susunod din ang mga magulang ko, mga kamag anak, kaibigan at mga kakilala. Ako man… lilisanin din ang mundong ito at tutungo sa pangakong paraiso. &lt;st1:place&gt;Doon&lt;/st1:place&gt; makikita ko ulit sila, kaya lang hindi ko na sila makikilala. &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Nalulungkot parin ako pag naaalala kong wala na siya. Madalas naiiyak pa kapag naaalala ko ang &lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="12"&gt;noon&lt;/st1:time&gt;, ang mga pangyayari, ang mga lugar, ang mga bagay at tuwing lumalabas ang mga katangiang namana ko sakanya.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Naiisip ko lang minsan na &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;sana&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; pwedeng sumilip sa langit, mapagmasdan manlang siya kahit sandali. Makita kung gaano siya kasaya sa piling ng Ama.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-111804860326385346?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/111804860326385346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=111804860326385346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111804860326385346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111804860326385346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/06/miss-ko-siya.html' title='MISS KO SIYA...'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-111779237098920257</id><published>2005-06-03T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T17:53:47.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HANNIYAH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Han!!! Galit ka?! Di ka pa nagtetext sakin today... kung san san ka na napadpad, kung anu-ano nang nangyari sayo, umuwi ka na! Asan ka na ba?! Naiinis tuloy ako sayo! Hmmmn... di mo pa nakikita pictures ko, dapat may pictures ka din kasi mas matagal ang tour mo. Ingatz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-111779237098920257?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/111779237098920257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=111779237098920257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111779237098920257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111779237098920257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/06/hanniyah.html' title='HANNIYAH!'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-111778307031342185</id><published>2005-06-03T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T16:04:15.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IF I NEVER GET TO HEAVEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i heard this song the other night sa wave. La lang share ko lang, its nice...i Love it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;='D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;*just click on the title to hear a part of the song:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg1.allmusic.com/cg/smp.dll?link=mt4rjanjanixuei6gou7wb4&amp;z=MP3&amp;amp;r=20.asx"&gt; -IF I NEVER GET TO HEAVEN-&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;BY: JAVIER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;     What does your love mean to me&lt;br /&gt;It's something I can't answer easily&lt;br /&gt;Just like the air that I breathe&lt;br /&gt;You fill me up inside,&lt;br /&gt;you give me all that i need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a bird flying high on a summer's day&lt;br /&gt;You're the wind that carries me away&lt;br /&gt;To a place where you and i will always stay&lt;br /&gt;Forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;If I never get to heaven,&lt;br /&gt;then at least I will have known&lt;br /&gt;I had an angel here on earth,&lt;br /&gt;that I could call my very own&lt;br /&gt;And if this world should end tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Boy (Girl) this much I know is true&lt;br /&gt;I found my piece of heaven,&lt;br /&gt;the day that I found you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longer than poets will rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Boy (Girl) my love will burn for you,&lt;br /&gt;until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;If I should die before tomorrow comes&lt;br /&gt;I wont regret a single day,&lt;br /&gt;because I had your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be something in the way you say my name&lt;br /&gt;It takes away my worries and my pain&lt;br /&gt;Boy (Girl) I know we'll  make it through the rain together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bridge:&lt;br /&gt;Like a river flows and a flower grows,&lt;br /&gt;My love for you will never fade&lt;br /&gt;Like the sun will rise in the morning sky&lt;br /&gt;You know that i am here to stay... forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Asan na ba kasi yung kakantahan ko dapat nito?! Hmmmn... THE ONE! ASAN KA NA BA?! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-111778307031342185?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/111778307031342185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=111778307031342185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111778307031342185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111778307031342185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/06/if-i-never-get-to-heaven.html' title='IF I NEVER GET TO HEAVEN'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-111777585427904978</id><published>2005-06-01T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T19:41:52.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIYAHE TAYO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: justify;"&gt;Medical-Dental Mission &amp; Alternative Food Seminar ang main reason kung bakit nag ilocos. Tulad ng nakasanyan akala namin ay whole day ang project pero 5 hours lang pala. Kinda disappointed kasi hindi marunong mag host ang host, hindi pa sanay mag project. Sino ba naman hindi maiinis, imagine traveling for 10 hours for a joint project na magattagal lang pala ng 5 hours. Wala na ngang shinoulder ang host na nag invite kahit manlang 1 way, papakainin ka pa ng tira-tira. Ok lang &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;sana&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; kasi it’s an outreach project kung walang wala din &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;sana&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; yung host… but no RC sila. Haaay walang reli!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mabuti nalang masaya ang side trip… ang bait talaga ni Lord (noh Droo?! Haha!)… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Lord ang ganda ng art mo, grabe na… who can grasp Your infinite wisdom?! Thank you Lord for a safe &amp; happy trip! Mwahugz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;DAY 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patapat Viaduct&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Patapatblogcopy.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagudpud: Boracay of the North&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Pagudpudblog.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paraiso ni Anton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Paraisoblog.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Windmill Farm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Banguiblog.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cape Bojeador Lighthouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Lighthouseblog.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karayan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Karayanblog.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fort Ilocandia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Fortblog.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paoay Church &amp; Bell Tower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Paoayblog.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currimao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Pangilblog.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;    *Click nalang my flickr for more pix or check my friendster: Bluetooth Adventure Album &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;='D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-111777585427904978?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/111777585427904978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=111777585427904978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111777585427904978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111777585427904978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/06/biyahe-tayo.html' title='BIYAHE TAYO'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-111682653354134860</id><published>2005-05-24T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T15:59:07.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEEP PAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It’s aching…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's hurting so much…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It feels like breaking…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This excruciating pain is torturing me…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Aaah… my head is throbbing!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ano bat oh…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;kagabi pa… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)" face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ang sakit sakit ng ulo kooooooo…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255); FONT-FAMILY: trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;errr san pwedeng tanggaling muna!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-111682653354134860?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/111682653354134860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=111682653354134860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111682653354134860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111682653354134860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/05/deep-pain.html' title='DEEP PAIN'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-111638595812490454</id><published>2005-05-19T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T15:23:10.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TENCHU TENCHU!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 204);"&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Special thanks to the following pipolertz:            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;        (In alphabetical order para fair…&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Ü&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                       &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;*Pips who shared their blessings and effort… &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;='D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben&lt;br /&gt;Bet&lt;br /&gt;Dimps&lt;br /&gt;Droo&lt;br /&gt;Kuya Ian&lt;br /&gt;Jay&lt;br /&gt;Manang Gay&lt;br /&gt;Mang Joe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Pastor Bing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;P!&lt;br /&gt;RJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Tio Ben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tita Lottie &amp; family&lt;br /&gt;Tita Maya &amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp; family&lt;br /&gt;Tita Miriam &amp; family&lt;br /&gt;Tita Norma&lt;br /&gt;Tita Peng &amp;amp; Tito Danny&lt;br /&gt;Ton-ton&lt;br /&gt;Tot&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;*Pips who prayed and praised (haha!)…Ü&lt;br /&gt;Ace&lt;br /&gt;Ate Vi&lt;br /&gt;Cux&lt;br /&gt;Han&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;*Pips who showed their support, hehe!&lt;br /&gt;Ate Tess&lt;br /&gt;Eric&lt;br /&gt;Hera&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Kevin&lt;br /&gt;Tita Gin &amp; Tito Joe&lt;br /&gt;Tita Claire &amp;amp; family&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; …thank you so much for helping me make the event a success, may God bless you always… Mwahugz! And shemps to the one who made everything possible,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;thank you so very much Big Daddy for all the answers, for the lessons, for the guidance, for the strength, for the blessings, for providing, etc. Thanks for everything. Thank youuu!!! Haaay...Lord ako din ha aabot ng matagal para cute?! Hehe! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I LOVE YOU MAMA &amp; PAPANG, kahit pasaway kayo minsan... parang ako... hehe kanino pa nga ba ko magmamana! Haha! Mwahugz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-111638595812490454?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/111638595812490454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=111638595812490454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111638595812490454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111638595812490454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/05/tenchu-tenchu.html' title='TENCHU TENCHU!!!'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-111639650930834858</id><published>2005-05-17T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T14:08:29.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CLARK</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Whew, the &lt;st1:place&gt;Clark&lt;/st1:place&gt; event is done. Just two more to go… weee!!! Enjoy naman ang huling hirit ng raket, mas feel ko na ang pagiging “bus guide” effect ko (or dahil hindi puno ang bus ko?! Hehe!). It wasn’t so paguran naman compared nung sa Tagaytay, pero mas feel kong coordinator ako &lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="12"&gt;noon&lt;/st1:time&gt;. Aktali napagod din naman ako pero hindi sa work kundi dahil pinagod ko lang talaga sarili ko sa kakalakad lakad para maexplore ang clearwaters kasi bored ako sa station ko lalo na pag walang magic show (nakakainis yung magician ang bilis ng kamay, di ko mahuli). Kaso kaka gala ko… ang napala ko, nognog na ako! Kasi tamang nakaupo lang ako sa tabi ilalim ng puno, parang hindi work. Ganun pala feeling ni Ben nung event sa Tagaytay but the difference is ako pwedeng umalis sa sation pag gusto ko, hehe! Pero ok lang, enjoy naman ang experience isama na ang people with an attitude, haha too bad that bus driver hit my “maldita button”, tsk tsk tsk! Nasira tuloy ang araw niya. LoLz! Basta enjoy maging coordinator… hay, I want more! &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Sana&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; may raket pa ulit… Lord?! Hihi…Ü&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-111639650930834858?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/111639650930834858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=111639650930834858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111639650930834858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111639650930834858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/05/clark.html' title='CLARK'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-111638528951995695</id><published>2005-05-12T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T11:01:29.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WALANG RELI</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Bawal iced tea, bawal coke, bawal powdered juice drink. Dapat atleast 10-12 glasses of water a day and fresh juice. Yan lang ang drinks na dapat allowed sakin. Medicine na I’ll have to take for 30 weeks. And another medicine na I’ll have to take for 2 weeks naman. yan ang sabi ng Doctor during my check up last April 26.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The other day while muni-muni-ing, I realized na… wala! Haha, wala… wala parin akong tigil sa kaka-c2 at kaka-coke. Wala pang araw na dumaan na nakaubos ako ng 2.5 liters (10 glasses) of water at wala parin akong nabibiling gamot, so malamang wala parin akong naiinom kahit isa hanggang ngayon. Yeeeey ang saya-saya!!!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Para&lt;/st1:place&gt; saan pa kayang nagpa check-up ako?! Wala akong reli, hehe!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-111638528951995695?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/111638528951995695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=111638528951995695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111638528951995695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111638528951995695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/05/walang-reli.html' title='WALANG RELI'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-111638510619950274</id><published>2005-05-09T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T11:06:50.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PASAWAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Haaay mga taong pasaway sa tagaytay tsk tsk tsk... Oh well, thank God its over. TOXIC but it was good, i had fun and shemps twas worth the pay. Hehe! Samamat ng marami Bet --mwahugz!&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;God is so good, he always provides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*Thank you Big Daddy! ='D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Whew! One event down, three more to go... grabe talaga ang month na ito, sobrang DEAD ang social life. All weekends taken, hopefully by June everythings back to normal na...(",)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-111638510619950274?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/111638510619950274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=111638510619950274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111638510619950274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111638510619950274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/05/pasaway.html' title='PASAWAY'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-111518876892624609</id><published>2005-05-03T05:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T14:57:09.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE GROWING (wider and wider) GIRLS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/GrowingGirls.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ang "Growing Girls" ng Rotaract Club of Paraiso, QC District-3780&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Picture taken sa aming dorm nung District Conference 2005 sa Antipolo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;From left to right: Yours truly...Ü Jeanne Robert "BOBBIE" Calixto (Secretary), Rella Lee "RELLY" Ortiz (District Rotaract Representative Elect), Kharolyn "KHAROL" Serion (Immediate Past President), and Jennielyn "JENNS" Mendoza (President).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Parang pang Noontime Show daw yung pic sabi nung tatlo,parang ba?! Haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-111518876892624609?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/111518876892624609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=111518876892624609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111518876892624609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111518876892624609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/05/growing-wider-and-wider-girls.html' title='THE GROWING (wider and wider) GIRLS'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-111416071560113692</id><published>2005-04-14T05:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T18:28:23.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY FIRST CARAVAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;WHAT: UPCYM Caravan&lt;br /&gt;WHEN: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:date year="2005" day="4" month="4"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;April  4-11, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;WHERE: Calapan, Oriental &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Mindoro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;WHY: Why nga ba?! Chorvaness!!! Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;WHO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;andres a.k.a chumpungin&lt;br /&gt;ate vi a.k.a chanplawer girl (pic coming soon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ben a.k.a chulikba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;bobbie a.k.a chitu (daw, haha!) sa CYF "chubibo", pili nalang...Ü&lt;br /&gt;carla a.k.a chebony&lt;br /&gt;earla a.k.a chayvory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;jc a.k.a chondak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;jp a.k.a choyat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;js a.k.a chorvang chingkit&lt;br /&gt;kuya ian a.k.a chorva / chuper tIyAN (pic coming soon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lao a.k.a chulala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;leslie a.k.a chongkad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tiara a.k.a chilichiling jabarin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tessa a.k.a chututen&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;***_S_P_E_C_I_A_L_S_***&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                               &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;*SPECIAL MOMENT KO ITO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;andres- ang 2 days of "wala akong pakealam" drama (pang oscars,winner!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ate vi- every minute with the sunflower hat (may pic to, coming soon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ben- befriending the sea urchin (dahil kaya introvert? Hmmmn...Ü)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;bobbie- "hindi ko mahanap...growth gap ako e" (Hahahahahahah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;carla- :( nagogrowth gap ako... la kong maisip!&lt;br /&gt;earla- "ano pagkatapos mo kaming puyatin kagabi, makikipagsayawan ka &lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;mamaya? Ian, susunugin kita!"&lt;br /&gt;jc- "tatalunin ko si tessa... derecho ako mag swim, promise" effect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;jp- nang matuto akong mag hulahup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;js- :( nagogrowth gap din ako... la din akong maisip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;kuya ian- presenting "super tIAN" (may pic din to, coming soon din)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lao- tulala (na lagi naman ata, hehe!) "saan ako nagkulang? SpEd pa ako." effect&lt;br /&gt;leslie- "waaah...waaah... ay mababawa pala, hahaha!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tiara- ang pagdating ng jabar na talagang kailangang ibroadcast sa earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tessa- ang "close na kami ni Kuya ian kaya ok lang na mag fart ako habang naglalakad kami" &amp; stargazing with Leslie &amp;amp; JP... "mag aral kaya ako ng deuteronomy?!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;...so sino pag nagtataka bat si tessa ang caravan icon?! LoLz!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;**SPECIAL PIPOL AND THEIR ISPEYSIAL SOMEONE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ben- and his daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;bobbie- and the istoker (hindi na tuloy ever nakapag beach...white pa naman kaso may sea urchin, haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;jc- and the textmate (yihee! ano na nga name ulit nun?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;leslie- and the admirer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;***SPECIAL MEMORIES TO KEEP:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kids: their innocent faces, genuine smile, voice and "sar" / "madam"; the place: the mountains, fresh air, white sand and mangyan houses; the experience: dancing &amp; singin with the kids, preparing materials for the next day, sunrise at the beach, silent nights, "poso" pumping and one week of "kamayan" festival; others: cute hyper kids (baby goats), star fish, and pugita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-111416071560113692?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/111416071560113692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=111416071560113692' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111416071560113692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111416071560113692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-first-caravan.html' title='MY FIRST CARAVAN'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-111214901319233750</id><published>2005-03-31T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T10:16:53.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>INTERESTING CONVERSATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Again, an email that I received… share ko ulit…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;An atheist professor of philosophy speaks to his lass on the problem science has with God, The Almighty. He asks one of his new Christian students to stand and.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Professor:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You are a Christian, aren't you, son?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Student:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yes, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Prof:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Student:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Absolutely, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Prof:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Is God good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Student:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Prof:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Is God all-powerful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Student:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Prof:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to God to heal him. Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But God didn't. How is this God good then? Hmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(Student is silent.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Prof:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You can't answer, can you? Let's start again, young fella. Is God good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Student:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Prof:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Is Satan good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Student:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Prof:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Where does Satan come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Student:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;From...God...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Prof:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;That's right. Tell me son, is there evil in this world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Student:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Prof:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Evil is everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything. Correct?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Student:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Prof:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So who created evil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(Student does not answer.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Prof:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred?  Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Student:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yes, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Prof:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So, who created them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(Student has no answer.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Prof:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Science says you have 5 senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Tell me, son...Have you ever seen God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Student:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;No, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Prof:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tell us if you have ever heard your God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Student:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;No, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Prof:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Have you ever felt your God, tasted your God, smelt your God? Have you ever had any sensory perception of God for that matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Student:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;No, sir. I'm afraid I haven't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Prof:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yet you still believe in Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Student:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Prof:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;According to empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your GOD doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Student:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nothing. I only have my faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Prof:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yes. Faith. And that is the problem science has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Student:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Professor, is there such a thing as heat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Prof:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Student:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And is there such a thing as cold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Prof:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Student:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;No sir. There isn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(The lecture theatre becomes very quiet with this turn of events.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Student:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat. But we don't have anything called cold. We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold. Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(There is pin-drop silence in the lecture theatre.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Student:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Prof:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yes. What is night if there isn't darkness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Student:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light....But if you have no light constantly, you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? In reality, darkness isn't. If it were you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Prof:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So what is the point you are making, young man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Student:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Prof:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Flawed? Can you explain how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Student:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sir, you are working on the premise of duality. You argue there is life and then there is death, a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, science can't even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life: just the absence of it. Now tell me, Professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Prof:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes, of course, I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Student:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(The Professor shakes his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument is going.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Student:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a preacher?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(The class is in uproar.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Student:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor's brain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(The class breaks out into laughter.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Student:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Is there anyone here who has ever heard  the Professor's brain, felt it, touched or smelt it?.....No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, sir. With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures, sir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(The room is silent. The professor stares at the student, his face unfathomable.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Prof:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I guess you'll have to take them on faith, son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Student:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;That is it sir.. The link between man &amp; God is FAITH. That is all that keeps things moving &amp;amp; alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB: I believe you have enjoyed the conversation...and if so...you'll probably want your friends/colleagues to enjoy the same...won't you?...forward them to increase their knowledge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Test Everything. Hold on to the Good. Avoid every kind of Evil."&lt;br /&gt;- 1 Thessalonians 5:21-22 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For False Christs and false prophets will appear and perform great signs and miracles to deceive even the elect -if that were possible."&lt;br /&gt;- Matthew 24:24 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The weapons we fight with are not the weapons of the world. On the contrary, they have divine power to demolish stongholds. We demolish arguments and every pretension that sets itself up against the knowledge of God, and we take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ."&lt;br /&gt;– 2 Corinthians 10:4-5 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I charge you before the Lord to have this letter read to all the brothers." 1 Thessalonians 5:27 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you? Do you believe? Do you have faith?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;=’D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-111214901319233750?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/111214901319233750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=111214901319233750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111214901319233750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111214901319233750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/03/interesting-conversation.html' title='INTERESTING CONVERSATION'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-111156608715754175</id><published>2005-03-23T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T16:22:50.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAGETS</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is a nice reflection guide in time for Lenten....&lt;br /&gt;Lenten Season Message: 'Bagets'&lt;br /&gt;by Fr. Gerry Orbos BACK in 1990, when my brother, Manong Oscar, was the secretary of the Department of Transportation and Communications (DOTC), I also introduced&lt;br /&gt;myself as the secretary of transformation and Communion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, the whole Lenten season is simply the call toward real conversion and transformation of one's heart and character, and, toward a deeper, more personal communion with God and others, especially the less fortunate in our midst. Its the time to be renewed and vibrant, to be BAGETS (not bakets-Ilocano word for old woman) in our spiritual life once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's go B-A-G-E-T-S for Lent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B-Balik Panginoon:&lt;br /&gt;Let us bring back God into our hearts by making a good confession. When was the last time you really humbled yourself and asked to be forgiven by your God? Right away, the evil one will tell you that you have no real sins (denial), that it's really not that bad so there's no need to go to confession (rationalization) and that you go to confession. "tsaka na lang" (postponement).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-Alis Galit:&lt;br /&gt;Look into your heart and dispose all the useless junk you've been carrying in your heart all these years. You are not obliged to be miserable in this life! Forgive and you are free. Continue to be angry and resentful and you are miserable. You have been forgiven much. Be grateful. Be forgiving. End your private wars and battles. In the end, nobody wins if nobody forgives. Forget your favorite refrain that says "Me and me against the world." And stop being calculating and exacting in your relationships. Dapat give na give ka, huwag lang one-give, two gives, three gives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G-Gawa Mabuti:&lt;br /&gt;Share naman. You, who have much in life, please help the many people suffering around. I raise again the question: How much money do you really need in this life to be happy? How much of that money you are accumulating and holding on so can you take along with you when you leave this world? Remember, to whom much is given, much is also required. Again, be reminded that the riches (time, talent, and treasure) that you give away are the only riches you bring with you to eternity. Use your money for your salvation, not for your condemnation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E - Express your Love:&lt;br /&gt;Slow down and take time for God and people, and also for yourself. A very good practice is to kneel down as soon as you wake up and before you sleep to express! your adoration, contrition, thanksgiving, supplication (ACTS) to your God. Another doable and very renewing practice is to drop by a church just to spend some moments of quiet and prayer-the candle glow once more! On the human level, it is amazing how we can "starve" other people of our love. We give only the comfortable installment, as it were, with a plan to give the lump sum when the person is dead or dying already. When it comes to loving, regular daily shower is better than a long drought with a final big downpour. Little things mean a lot, and it takes very little to make our loved ones happy. A phone calls. A smile, a pat on the back, a hug, very doable. Just do it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T - Tanggal Bisyo:&lt;br /&gt;Someone once told me that he had no temptations. Why? Because as soon as temptation comes, he'd give in right away! We must not give up fighting our vices and weaknesses. We must continue to! try and avoid the occasions and persons that lead us to sin. It would be a good idea to chart once the stages and steps that led you to a particular sinful moment. Once you know that road, avoid it. That's right: take the "road less traveled." It leads to peace. It leads to Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S - Sacrifice:&lt;br /&gt;The "mardi-gras" and the carnival started as pre-Lenten celebrations to accentuate the spirit of sacrifice, the spirit of fasting and abstinence of cuaresma (40 days). Carnival comes from the Latin word carne (meat) and vale (goodbye). Lent is the time to say goodbye to whatever or whoever is dragging you down in your spiritual life. So, what would it be? Goodbye girls? Goodbye gambling? Goodbye kurakot? Take your pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S - Smile:&lt;br /&gt;Whatever sacrifice or good deeds you do, do it with a smile. God loves a cheerful giver, and God blesses a generous grateful! (not resentful) heart. Take away that "Good Friday look" from your face and that "far-away look" in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S - Secret:&lt;br /&gt;If you want to experience real joy, do all of the above in secret. Let it be something just between you and your God, and you'll experience a joy, which the world cannot give or take away. Come to think of it, maybe this is the reason I started this with a note about being a secretary-a reminder to keep our Lenten project of transformation and communion a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A MOMENT WITH THE LORD:&lt;br /&gt;Lord, you are calling me again towards deeper conversion. Today, this moment, I hear your voice. Help me not to harden my heart. Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Naaliw ako sa email kaya share ko ulit...hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Have a wonderful time with the Lord brothers and sisters... a blessed holy week to everyone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;;'D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-111156608715754175?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/111156608715754175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=111156608715754175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111156608715754175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111156608715754175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/03/bagets.html' title='BAGETS'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-110966318988037375</id><published>2005-03-02T07:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T14:31:27.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DID YOU KNOW?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Again, for the nth time natanggap ko nanaman ‘tong mail na ‘to. Malamang nabasa nyo na din 'to, la lang gusto ko lang i-share ulit kasi... oo nga mej totoo, nakarelate ako sa iba… ikaw baka gusto mo i-share kung saan sa 1-8 ka nakartelate?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;=’D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1-Did you know that those who dress in black, are those who want to be unnoticed and need your help and understanding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-Did you know that when you envy someone, it's because you really like that person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-Did you know that those who appear to be very strong in heart, are real weak and most susceptible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-Did you know that those who spend their time protecting others are the ones that really need someone to protect them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-Did you know that people who occupy themselves by keeping others company or helping others are the ones that actually need your company and help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-Did you know that those who need more of you are those that don't mention it to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-Did you know that it's easier to say what you feel in writing than saying it to someone in the face? But did you know that it has more value when you say it to their face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8-Did you know that the three most difficult things to say are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you, Sorry&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Help me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people who say these are actually in need of them or really feel them, and are the ones you really need to treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-110966318988037375?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/110966318988037375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=110966318988037375' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110966318988037375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110966318988037375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/03/did-you-know.html' title='DID YOU KNOW?'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-111519135488529369</id><published>2005-02-27T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T15:34:11.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TLW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center&lt;img src=" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/TrueLoveWaits.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;True Love Waits Part 2, February 25, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sinusubukan namin gayahin yung logo ng True Love Waits...gaya ba?! Hehe! Back: Vinci: "star", Kitchie: "L" , Tiara: "O", Tessa: "V", Me: "E" (kaso natakpan), Aldrin: "heart" (pero pang McDo, haha!). Front: Micah: "T", Dimples: "L", Acielle: "W"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-111519135488529369?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/111519135488529369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=111519135488529369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111519135488529369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/111519135488529369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/02/tlw.html' title='TLW'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-110943827750126029</id><published>2005-02-26T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T19:08:21.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 WHITE PUFFY FLOWERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; ganda naman ng flowers pero 14 lang?! Sana mas madami pa... sige paramihin ko daw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung una excited pa ko... pero ngayon napapagod na koh...parang ayoko na ata... Ayokong gamitin muli ang linyang "AYAW MO, WAG MO"... mali eh... asan na ang love kung basta basta nalang mag gi-give-up, diba Love is patient?! But... aaargh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahirap kasi eee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P_L_E_A_S_E_!_!_!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 THESSALONIANS 3:6-15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Warning Against Idleness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;In the name of the Lord Jesus Christ, we command you, brothers, to keep away from every brother who is idle and does not live according to the teaching you received from us. For you yourselves know how you ought to follow our example. We were not idle when we were with you, nor did we eat anyone's food without paying for it. On the contrary, we worked night and day, laboring and toiling so that we would not be a burden to any of you. We did this, not because we do not have the right to such help, but in order to make ourselves a model for you to follow. For even when we were with you, we gave you this rule: “If a man will not work, he shall not eat.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hear that some among you are idle. They are not busy; they are busybodies. Such people we command and urge in the Lord Jesus Christ to settle down and earn the bread they eat. And as for you, brothers, never tire of doing what is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone does not obey our instruction in this letter, take special note of him. Do not associate with him, in order that he may feel ashamed. Yet do not regard him as an enemy, but warn him as a brother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-110943827750126029?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/110943827750126029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=110943827750126029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110943827750126029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110943827750126029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/02/14-white-puffy-flowers.html' title='14 WHITE PUFFY FLOWERS'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-110896883372920467</id><published>2005-02-20T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T14:29:42.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PRAMIS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I PROMISE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord You know my heart and all my desire&lt;br /&gt;And the secret things I’ll never tell&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You know them well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I may be young&lt;br /&gt;I see and understand&lt;br /&gt;That at times, like a sheep we go astray&lt;br /&gt;And things get out of hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I promise to be true to You&lt;br /&gt;To live my life in purity as unto You&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the day, when I hear You say:&lt;br /&gt;“Here is The One I have created just for you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then oh Lord&lt;br /&gt;I will be content&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that true LoVe will come someday&lt;br /&gt;It will only come from You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I have seen&lt;br /&gt;The suffering that loneliness can cause&lt;br /&gt;When we choose to give our LoVe away&lt;br /&gt;Without a righteous cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Here is The One I have created just for you!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/TLW.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-110896883372920467?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/110896883372920467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=110896883372920467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110896883372920467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110896883372920467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/02/pramis.html' title='PRAMIS!'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-110860778654784050</id><published>2005-02-18T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T14:28:17.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUTAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;20 minutes late for work, binibilisan ang lakad&lt;br /&gt;Eeerrrr late nanaman!!! Daliii!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Malapit na sa kanto ng Romulo Hall&lt;br /&gt;malapit na, makakasakay na ko…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Biglang may nahulog galing sa bulsa&lt;br /&gt;Kinapa ang bulsa: Huh, ano yun?! Aaarrsh phone… NooOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Butas pala ang bulsa ng pantalon, lumusot ang cellphone, nahulog, dumulas, na shoot papasok sa butas ng drainage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nakatayo naiiyak-iyak na naiinis, may lumapit na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;manong maintenance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;MM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ano yun miss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;B:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yung phone ko po nahulog, na-shoot po doon. (sabay turo sa drainage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;MM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sigurado kang dyan mo nahulog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;B:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oo, nakita ko po.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;MM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Naku malalim yan. May pasok ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;B:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Opo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;MM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sigurado ka dyan talaga ha?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;B:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Opo. Dyan po talaga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lumapit si MM kay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;manong guard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;MM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bay (tama ba spelling? Ü), may barena ba dyan? Nahulog kasi cellphone niya e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MG:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Saan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;MM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dyan sa drainage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MG:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(nakatingin sakin) Siguradong kang dyan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;B:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Opo. Haaaa… (naiinis na naiiyak)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Alis si manong guard habang sinisilip silip ni MM yung butas at sinusubukang kapain baka hindi pa nahulog sa loob ang phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;MM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(tumayo) hindi maaano yun, wala naming tubig dyan e, wala kasing ulan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;B:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Haaa…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Lord… please...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pabalik na si MG at may dalang barena, inabot na kay MM at sinimulan na ang pag bakbak sa seal ng takip ng drainage. Naalis na, dumapa na si MM para silipin ang phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;MM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Wala naman e, sigurado ka bang dito talaga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;B:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Opo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;MM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(inaabot kay MG ang barena) Teka bay, hawakan mo aabutin ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;B:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nakita nyo na po?! Eeeei… (kinikilig kilig)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Inabot ni MM ang phone sakin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;B:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(maalikabok… punas sa harap, sa lik…) Ay wala po yung housing sa likod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MG:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Wala?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;B:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Wala po.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MG:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Asana napunta yun?! (silip-silip parin si MM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;MM:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ano ba yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MG:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yung case sa likod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;MM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ano ba itsura nun?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MG:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ayun yata natakpan ng malaking dahon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;MM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Hinawi ang mga dahon) Wala e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;B:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dibale nalang po&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;MM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Baket?! Mapapalitan ba yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;B:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Opo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MG:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mura lang naman ata yun e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;B:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Opo mura lang po yun. Hayaan nyo na po.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tumayo na si MM at si MG at ibinalik na ang takip ng drainage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;B:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Abot ng tsiih kay MG) Ito po Manong pang meryenda nyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MG:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sakanya nalang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;B:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Abot kay MM) Ito po o pang meryenda nyo. Thank you po!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;MM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(nagkamot ng ulo [hindi ko napansin kung nag blush,hehe!]) Nako, salamat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lakad na ulit, pagsakay sa jeep&lt;br /&gt;Haaay…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thank you Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pagdating sa shop habang hinihimas himas ang phone&lt;br /&gt;Sira na ang housing, hmpf! Dibale bibili nalang ako bukas… bwisit na butas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isip-isip&lt;br /&gt;Yan kasi text ng text pa kagabi, nag alarm na nga na time for QT na… imbis na mag QT inuna pa pagtetext… Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sorry Lord... sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; =’(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-110860778654784050?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/110860778654784050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=110860778654784050' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110860778654784050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110860778654784050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/02/butas.html' title='BUTAS'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-110835877737964172</id><published>2005-02-15T05:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T14:40:36.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IN HIS PERFECT TIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Time for Everything &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"There is a time for everything,&lt;br /&gt;and a season for every activity under heaven:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a time to be born and &lt;strong&gt;a time to die&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a time to plant&lt;/strong&gt; and a time to uproot,&lt;br /&gt;a time to kill and &lt;strong&gt;a time to heal&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;a time to tear down and &lt;strong&gt;a time to build&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a time to weep&lt;/strong&gt; and a time to laugh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a time to mourn&lt;/strong&gt; and a time to dance,&lt;br /&gt;a time to scatter stones and &lt;strong&gt;a time to gather them&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a time to embrace&lt;/strong&gt; and a time to refrain,&lt;br /&gt;a time to search and &lt;strong&gt;a time to give up&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a time to keep&lt;/strong&gt; and a time to throw away,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a time to tear and a time to mend&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a time to be silent and a time to speak&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;strong&gt;a time to love &lt;/strong&gt;and a time to hate',&lt;br /&gt;a time for war and &lt;strong&gt;a time for peace&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He has made everything beautiful in its time...&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 &amp;amp; 11~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's day, time to LoVe?! Sige... tapos bukas time to hate naman kasi hindi na 14, LoLz!&lt;br /&gt;In His perfect time... everything will be fine...&lt;br /&gt;HaPpY VaLeNtiNe'S DaY to aLL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-110835877737964172?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/110835877737964172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=110835877737964172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110835877737964172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110835877737964172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/02/in-his-perfect-time.html' title='IN HIS PERFECT TIME'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-110791604861138009</id><published>2005-02-10T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T14:40:13.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-I called you DAD-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In stature you stood above the rest,&lt;br /&gt;A man of strength you faced each test&lt;br /&gt;Your smile could warm the coldest heart&lt;br /&gt;Your voice brought light in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Securely wrapped in spiritual prayers,&lt;br /&gt;I always knew that you were there&lt;br /&gt;You lived your faith in many ways,&lt;br /&gt;Never seeking earthly praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched examples set for me,&lt;br /&gt;In you ‘twas Christ I’d always see,&lt;br /&gt;You made my heart so very glad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How blessed I was to call you Dad&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;aaah... Lord, nami miss ko si Daddy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-110791604861138009?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/110791604861138009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=110791604861138009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110791604861138009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110791604861138009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/02/dad.html' title='DAD'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-110762046998920444</id><published>2005-02-04T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T14:39:50.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BROKENHEARTED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;He loves pets, he loves to cook, he loves to give, a sweet person, caring, humble, loving, responsible, very strong, formal, wise, etc.. I admire him, to me he is perfect. Others are so lucky to have him. I’m praying to have someone like him in the future. He has everything I would ever want in a guy. If people ask me to describe “THE ONE” , I always answer it should be someone like him. A “GODLY” version of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, things seemed so heavy, I felt like I hated everything around me. I knew it was coming, I knew I should have prepared myself --it was not that easy. I did not expect that “soon” was “now”. I thought I would still be able to greet him on his birthday this coming May. I prayed if He could let him stay until June for the family reunion. I was expecting I would still be able to hug him tight, kiss him, thank him for everything and tell him how much I love him. But it was not His will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s so sad that it’s over…though it’s breaking my heart, I have to accept that all these now belong to the past. Fond memories will stay, it’s difficult, but … it’s now time to say-- &lt;em&gt;goodbye&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-110762046998920444?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/110762046998920444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=110762046998920444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110762046998920444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110762046998920444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/02/brokenhearted.html' title='BROKENHEARTED'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-110724539013651049</id><published>2005-02-02T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T14:38:58.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIRAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Hiram-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko kukunin dahil hindi naman akin,&lt;br /&gt;‘Di ko rin aangkinin kasi alam kong pahiram lang yan sa’kin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Wag mo naman sabihin na inaagaw ko,&lt;br /&gt;Kasi alam mong hindi rin yan sa’yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At imposibleng gawin ko ang iniisip mo,&lt;br /&gt;Ang mang agaw ay ni minsan hindi sumagi sa isip ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana huwag mong ipagdamot sa ibang tao,&lt;br /&gt;Hindi naman yan ginawa para lang sa’yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Wag mong higpitan at paglaruan,&lt;br /&gt;Maawa ka may buhay din yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Wag mong ikulong, ‘wag mong diktahan,&lt;br /&gt;Hayaan mo lang, marunong mag isip yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakawalan mo, huwag ikubli,&lt;br /&gt;Dahil ito’y mas makakabuti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaibigan pakatandaan mo,&lt;br /&gt;Wala kang pag-aari sa mundong ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya ‘wag mong sabihin na yan ay sa’yo.&lt;br /&gt;Tulad ng buhay mo, pahiram lang din yan ng Diyos sa’yo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-110724539013651049?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/110724539013651049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=110724539013651049' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110724539013651049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110724539013651049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2005/02/hiram.html' title='HIRAM'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-110300347519336154</id><published>2004-12-14T05:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T14:38:35.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEIRD BUT NICE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It’s weird that after feeling so sick for the past 3 days (actually until now pero ubo nalang), I feel so light today. Kahit kulang nanaman sa tulog, hindi ako tinamad bumangon kanina. Tapos walang traffic sa Tandang Sora (imagine?!) and for that hindi ako late for work. Dabah?! Happy talaga!!! Weee!!! Sana walang munang bad news, hay… I just hope that this day would end na light parin. Nice day… light &amp;amp; easy... carefree!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;God is good!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thank you Lord! Mwahugz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-110300347519336154?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/110300347519336154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=110300347519336154' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110300347519336154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110300347519336154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2004/12/weird-but-nice.html' title='WEIRD BUT NICE'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-110299301673193284</id><published>2004-12-09T07:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T14:37:54.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THANK YOU PIPS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Thank you pips for being there and for your prayers, please po let’s keep praying.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry kung parang ang kulit ko. I just really need to be reminded, sometimes…&lt;br /&gt;Thanks ulit… Mwahugz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; KUYA IAN &lt;- 12/07/04 [ 10:04: 23] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;GOD IS IN CONTROL . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;–&gt; JASON &lt;- 12/07/04 [10:05:51] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sure bobsh..ü&lt;br /&gt;Godbless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;–&gt; KUYA IAN &lt;- 12/07/04 [22:07:20] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;anyone who kneels before God can stand up before anything! Be strong in the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; KUYA BART &lt;- 12/07/04 [22:08:47] &lt;em&gt;Don’t wory. Lets pray for dat bobbie ü. Prov 3:5-6.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; COOKIE &lt;- 12/07/04 [22:20:22] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be strong, girl!&lt;br /&gt;Claim His promises.&lt;br /&gt;You’re not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; TIARA &lt;- 12/07/04 [22:21:31] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bt remmbr, it is only in dying dat we r born in2 eternal lyf. We r entitld 2 b sad. bt dnt 4get dt God is wid ur family…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; ATE VI &lt;- 12/07/04 [23:15:57] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hang in der, d Lord s wachng ovr u&amp;amp; shal get u thru dis storm, just cling 2 Him. 1petr5:7&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah43:1-2&lt;br /&gt;2cor4,prayn4u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; MILKY &lt;- 12/08/04 [o5:33:39] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though the wrong seems oft so strong, God is the ruler yet. Bobbie, u n ur fam wl b n my prayers. God blesü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; HANNIYAH &lt;- 12/08/04 [10:20:13] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1 PETER 1:1-12.&lt;br /&gt;God bles. Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Loves u! Psalm&lt;br /&gt;55:22.ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-110299301673193284?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/110299301673193284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=110299301673193284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110299301673193284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110299301673193284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2004/12/thank-you-pips.html' title='THANK YOU PIPS!'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-110249733368392826</id><published>2004-12-08T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T14:37:34.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAD SOBRA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tio Ben told Mama to ready ourselves kasi hindi din magtatagal we will lose Daddy. Sobrang nakakagulat na nasabi ni Mama yun samin ng wala ni isang patak ng luha na tumulo. Wala na daw operation na gagawin kasi wala din naman effect, hindi din naman niya mapreprevent yung pag spread. Tio Ben asked the doctors if Daddy would be in pain, sabi daw nila, &lt;em&gt;We will make it easy for him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo nga tama naman si Tio Ben eventually lahat tayo mamamatay (alam ko din naman yun) kaso kasi napakadaling sabihin parang ganun-ganun lang pero ang hirap tanggapin. Ang panget talaga ng feeling na alam mong you're loosing someone tapos ayaw mo kaso wala kang magawa. Haaay, sad… sobra… &lt;em&gt;Lord help...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Teach me-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach me how to understand,&lt;br /&gt;Then teach me how to surrender.&lt;br /&gt;Teach me how to accept,&lt;br /&gt;Then teach me how to let go.&lt;br /&gt;Teach me Lord how…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Lord God, I believe in You (John 11:27) and&lt;br /&gt;I trust in You. (Psalm 31:14)&lt;br /&gt;I know that You’re in control. (Philippians 3:21)&lt;br /&gt;I know that nothing is impossible with You. (Mark 10: 27)&lt;br /&gt;That everything has a purpose. (Romans 8:28)&lt;br /&gt;I ask You to help us get through this. (Isaiah 43:1-2)&lt;br /&gt;I know You care for us. (1 Peter 5:7) and&lt;br /&gt;I know you have plans for us (Jeremiah 29:11)&lt;br /&gt;I’m claiming all of these promises for my family, Father… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-110249733368392826?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/110249733368392826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=110249733368392826' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110249733368392826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110249733368392826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2004/12/sad-sobra.html' title='SAD SOBRA...'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-110196214328332105</id><published>2004-12-03T05:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T14:36:57.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AAAAH… MAY BAGYO NGA!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I was having a hard time getting up this morning kasi umuulan, masarap matulog (ang baboy ko talaga) but I have to get up na kasi opening ako sa shop today. Classes suspended in all levels and Mama didn’t go to work because of super typhoon Yoyong, scary nga naman kasi siya ang laki-laki. I had second thoughts of going to work kasi baka mahirap na umuwi mamaya pero naisip ko hindi naman nawawalan ng tao sa UP kahit walang pasok, so fine papasok ako. Mama sat with me while having my breakfast -- may bagyo din pala siyang dala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tio Ben (Mama’s younger brother) called daw last night and gave her an update regarding Daddy. Suspect daw ng Doctors niya na may cancer siya sa stomach (I don’t know what they call it) and today daw malalaman kung positive or not then doon i-ba-base kung ooperahan ba o hindi, so I assumed na hindi naman ganun kalala. But hearing that Daddy’s not really fine…makes me want to cry pero naisip ko mas mabuting hindi para hindi din bumigay si Mama. Medyo ok pa ko but when Mama said na she’ll be going to the states soon to see Daddy, parang na-confuse ako kasi hindi sila normally ganun magplano. Naisip ko tuloy hindi kaya may tinatago sila…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I just want to cry but I know that it wouldn’t make a difference and it’ll be better pa if I pray. (sigh) God is good…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I’m holding on to you Lord, please help our Daddy… we love him so much… I know you love him too… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-110196214328332105?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/110196214328332105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=110196214328332105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110196214328332105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110196214328332105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2004/12/aaaah-may-bagyo-nga.html' title='AAAAH… MAY BAGYO NGA!!!'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-110181205949553536</id><published>2004-11-30T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T14:36:16.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Bdayko04001.jpg" width="200" align="left" /&gt; Parang sasabog bahay namin. Si Leo may patalon-talon pang nalalaman, muka tuloy siyang kaluluwa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Bdayko04003.jpg" width="200" align="left" /&gt; Sige smile parin kahit kumakain... huli tuloy si Kuya Ian, hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Bdayko04004.jpg" width="200" align="left" /&gt; Hala! Si Jason oh dinadaan sa smile... Hording ng chicken!!! Ayan na si Mama oh, lagot! May kasama pang resbak, si Papang. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Bdayko04005.jpg" width="200" align="left" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;color:#ffffff;"&gt;LoLz! Sowi pipz, ako yung nag move muka tuloy kayong masaSadako lahat...Hehe! Soreyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Bdayko04006.jpg" width="200" align="left" /&gt; Inch, sana nakikihalubilo tayo sa mga tao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Bdayko04007.jpg" width="200" align="left" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Jason &amp; Ben naguunahang matapos para makapag 2nd round na. Dinadaan nyo talaga sa ngiti ha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Bdayko04009.jpg" width="200" align="left" /&gt; Stolen shot nanaman kuno. Nice try Ben, halatang fake na tuloy! Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Bdayko04010.jpg" width="200" align="left" /&gt; Friends Forever!!! ...i'LL be waiting.. everlasting... like the sun... ay! sowi! viva forever pala yun, hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Bdayko04012.jpg" width="200" align="left" /&gt; Sowi guys, malabo ulit... My bad again. Sensya na! Tao lang! Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Bdayko04013.jpg" width="200" align="left" /&gt; Garage na. Papang taking the picture. Kodakan before ng magstart ang Praise &amp;amp; Worship thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Bdayko04014.jpg" width="200" align="left" /&gt; Papang still taking the picture. Kanong anit yan?! Nakakasilaw! JoKe lang! Texters challenge ba ito Alfred &amp; Jason?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Bdayko04015.jpg" width="200" align="left" /&gt; Kanya kanyang buhay... Halata talaga mga takaw picture, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Bdayko04016.jpg" width="200" align="left" /&gt; Sige smile lang kahit hindi na kayo kita... Smile like there's no tomorrow,hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Bdayko04018.jpg" width="200" align="left" /&gt; Napakahirap kumuha ng stolen shot pag mga UPCYMians ang kukunan, hindi ata tinuturo sa UP ang konsepto ng stolen shot. Suggest ko nga, kahit sa SBF lang, hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Bdayko04020.jpg" width="200" align="left" /&gt; Ang serious ah! Parang totoo! Hehe! Pipz writing their bday letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Bdayko04022.jpg" width="200" align="left" /&gt; Me &amp;amp; my Momi iYa (Spiritual Mom / Discipler) Ang saya-saya, noh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Bdayko04023.jpg" width="200" align="left" /&gt; Ewan, basta ako masaya ako, KEBS ko sainyo!!! Nyaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Bdayko04-2003.jpg" width="200" align="left" /&gt; Ei, there's my ... nyaha! Maganda na sana kaso kita yung sampayan namin... =O/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Bdayko04-2008.jpg" width="200" align="left" /&gt; Dibale ng may-ma-miss sa pag-d-DVD marathon basta makapag smile sa picture, dedma na muna ang movie, grabe talaga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Bdayko04-2012.jpg" width="200" align="left" /&gt; Left to Right (speak no evil, hear no evil, see no evil) Halata bang bagong gising kaming tatlo?! Si JP diba oo?! LoLz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Bdayko04-2015.jpg" width="200" align="left" /&gt; Ang pinakabagong LoVe Team ng CRL, Nyahahahah! Ang cute nila noh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Bdayko04-2018.jpg" width="200" align="left" /&gt; Pero shempre mas cute yung amin ni Tol, Chong, Pare, Dude, Pepito gud! Hehe! Hay nako Andres, hindi ako papayag! Mas cute parin ang picture namin ni JP kahit na weird yung pose nya. Hmpf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Bdayko04-2019.jpg" width="200" align="left" /&gt; Morning of November 29 at the breakfast table with some friendly friends, birthday ko na talaga! Weeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/biecalixto/Bdayko04-2021.jpg" width="200" align="left" /&gt; Yuuum...sarap ng pandesal...Hehe! Nice trip JP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO: Ate Vi, (CYFers) Jason, Leo, Mica, Tessa, Tiara &amp; Vinci, (UPCYMians) Alfred, Andres, Ben, Deosa, Dimples, Ian, JS, Lao, Leslie, Milky, Pepito &amp;amp; Suzzane maraming salamat po sa inyong pagdalo, you guys really made me happy. Answered prayer kayo &amp;amp; shempre blessing kayong lahat sakin. Thank you sa mga prayers, wishes, letters, and gifts nyo. May God bless you always! Mwahugz to all!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-110181205949553536?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/110181205949553536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=110181205949553536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110181205949553536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110181205949553536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-110172713908917761</id><published>2004-11-29T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T14:35:30.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAILED THE TEST, BUT LEARNED SOMETHING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Warning: This is a loooong entry, PROMISE!!! Kanin muna kayong &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;pacencia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; baka ndi nyo kayanin. Hehe, ang corny ko!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-The Test-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually jog every Sat (with Leo, Andres &amp; JP na never pang sumipot kahit minsan… =P). I don’t know kung bakit ako tinatamad last Saturday pero tumuloy parin ako. Meeting time is 5:30-6:00am at Church then finished na dapat by 8am kasi mag aasist kami ni Leo sa Medical Mission ng Women’s Guild. I was almost 10mins late, wala na si Leo &amp;amp; Andres, so text ako to ask kung asan ana sila para if ever derecho na kong Acad Oval kaso dedma sila pareho. I kept on texting, wala parin. I decided na tumambay muna sa UPCYM &amp; watch nalang ng TV while waiting. Feeling ko iniwan na nila ako dahil late ako at naisnis na sila kaya no reply sila. After several texts, finally nag crok-crok na ang phone ko, aba akalain mong kakagising lang ni Leo?! I was like, &lt;em&gt;Huwaaaat, kakagisisng lang?! Anung petsa na?!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Nagreready na sila Mang Joe for the Med Mission, grabe!&lt;/em&gt; Then I realized siguro not meant na mag jog today, so watch nalang ako while (still) waiting for Leo kasi walang magandang show… for that, inatake ako ng pagka-OC ko so I decided to clean the UPCYM tambayan (Btw, kaninong alaga pala yung mga munggo sa cabinet nyo?! Sowi kasi tinapon ko na. =P) . Then my cuz Manang Gay arrived, then Leo &amp;amp; Micah, then Aciell (tama ba spelling? :D), nung una nanunuod lang sila then later on tumulong na tutal wala pa naman yung mga Doctors sa Med Mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late din nagstart ang Med Mission kasi nga late ang Doctors, though we finished earlier than expected &amp; just in time for lunch. (YeHeY!!! Salamat naman at makakakain na ko, kasi hindi pa ko nakakapag breakfast, si Leo kasi, hindi tuloy kami nakapag taho, hmpf!) Anyway, after lunch I had to go to the Shop kasi iiwan ko ang CD &amp;amp; list of songs na ipapaburn ko for my Bday thingy the next day. Then went home, then nag ligpit-ligpit parin sa house for the Bday thingy parin. Then went to the grocery (with my Mama, Papang &amp; M'g Gay) and yes! still for the Bday thingy. (Halata bang excited ako?! Hehe!) We prepared na the menu kaso Mama changed her mind the last minute, so medjo natagalan pa lalo mag grocery pero enjoy naman kasi noon nalang ulit ako nakasama sa pag-gro-grocery, bonding na din. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited cause I know &amp;amp; I have planned that my Bday celebration will be different although I was praying na maayos ang UPCYM issue kasi nga hindi magiging effective yung prayer prayer thingy na plan ko kung may &lt;strong&gt;dipagkakaunawaan&lt;/strong&gt; sila, shemps hindi clean (tama ba term? Oh whatever, getz nyo naman e) ang heart&amp;mind, and ayoko naman na meron hindi masaya. I thought yun lang yung problem ko, but wait there’s more! I heard Mama &amp;amp; Manang Mel talking sa kitchen while unloading the grocery bags, the only clear phrase I heard was “&lt;em&gt;ni Daddy?&lt;/em&gt;” (ilocano which in tagalong is “si Daddy?” Btw, Daddy is Mama’s father), I didn’t pay attention kasi kala ko wala lang, but no! Mamang (my Lola) called nung nasa grocery kami &amp; she was crying daw kasi Daddy was rushed to the hospital kasi “mahina na”, and I was like, &lt;em&gt;Huwaaaat?! Ayoko naman magcelebrate kung hirap ang isang loved one ko! Noooo!!!&lt;/em&gt; (Not unless makita kong ok naman siya, eh hello?! Sana pwedeng i-jeep ang T. Sora - Daly City), but then naalala ko I can pray naman for Him although shempre hindi mawawala yung pagaalala. So I asked Mama to text them to ask kung anung latest development then before dinner Mamang called na and Daddy was OK na daw (OK is an understatement!) kaso nasa hospital parin. We were in the middle of dinner when P! (my brother) arrived from school, he was about to seat nung bigla siyang nagsabi kay Mama na ito-tour nila yung visitors ng rotaract tomorrow, tapos whole day daw. Like, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Huh?! Tomorrow?! Eh tomorrow ako magcecelebrate e! Pano na yung plan ko na ipagppray sila kung wala siya dun?! Aaaaaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to cry, I can’t even finish my plate anymore, I can’t describe the feeling, it was so so so heavy. I took a deep breath and pushed myself to finish my plate then I went out for a walk to get some fresh air and think. I was asking myself if it’s the enemy or it’s God, but if it’s God why is He allowing these things to happen?! My mind was screaming, &lt;em&gt;Ok lang sana kaso kelangan ba talagang sa Bday ko ba talaga dapat mangyari lahat?! Lord, ano ba?!&lt;/em&gt; I felt bad, inis ako, galit ako, pikon ako, at gusto kong umiyak. But I knew na hindi dapat kasi kasalanan ko din. I never asked God if my the plans I made for my birthday was also His plan for me, alam ko mali pero yun talaga yung gusto ko. I said to myself paninindigan ko na, nakapag invite na ko, nakapag grocery na kami &amp;amp; Mama started cooking the jellies already, ano pang magagawa ko?! Bahala na bukas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t sleep, I didn’t do my quiet time, I didn’t want to commune with Him, I didn’t open my bible, I can’t remember if I closed my eyes when I prayed “&lt;em&gt;Lord, si Daddy. Take care of Daddy.&lt;/em&gt;”, but for sure I didn’t want any vision or anything from Him that night. Ganun kasama ang loob ko. I was forcing myself to sleep but it didn’t work, I realized kelangan ko palang basahin yung lesson for Sunday School kasi magteteach kami ni Tiara and assignment kong gumawa ng activity/game for the CYF to introduce the lesson and to make their Q&amp;A attendance. But I can’t concentrate, the only thing na naiisip ko was: Daddy, P, UPCYM &amp;amp; pano bukas?! I ended up just staring at the paper pero sa kakatitig nakatulog ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After almost 5 hrs of sleep nagising ako, may light na, masyado pang maaga to get up puwede pang mag extend ng 2hrs. I tried to go back to sleep but I can’t na. Nakipagdebate pa muna ako kung kakausapin ko na ba siya o hindi, then finally I decided to talk. Heavy talaga yung feeling so start palang I cried na… nagsorry sorry for being so stubborn &amp; for crawling off the altar (again for the nth time), thanked Him for waking me up, for being so patient with me and for loving me parin, asked for guidance &amp;amp; blessing not just for me but for my family, relatives &amp; friends, and finally prayed that may His will be done (kahit na nahihirapan akong tanggapin mas alam naman nya kung anung makakabuti sakin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had hot choco for breakfast (as usual it’s a Sunday so no solid food until I reach church) then prepared for church. While on the way I started reading the lesson, finally nagetz ko na siya, so may game na ko. Everything was much lighter compared yesterday until Ate Vi talked to me about something I did na hindi ko dapat ginawa, I felt the heavy thing with me again pero tuloy ang araw, finally vesper na, hindi ako naglead sa band (shemps, hindi naman pwede yun) and mas kelangan kong mag worship, floating parin ang mind ko during the service then kneeling time na, I finally surrendered na, ilang minutes nalang magcecelebrate na ko, wala na kong magagawa, I just prayed na sana masaya naman although feeling ko hindi (what's that again? Do not depend... haha!) basta bahala na siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masaya naman ang mga pipolertz after service. After the ExeCom meeting na anung petsa na natapos (hehe!), we had to drop by yakal to pick up Suzanne, Leslie &amp;amp; JP, then YeY! nakaalis na din kami sa UP… Let’s get the party started na, but wait there's more! We were almost home when I saw my Kuya walking and I was like, &lt;em&gt;Si P!!! andito na si P!!! Waaah, Thank You Lord. &lt;/em&gt;Haha, kala ko hindi siya makakasama sa prayer kasi akala ko aabutin ng madaling araw (usually kasi ganun talaga) yung pag tour nila sa mga Singaporians. The party was good, happy happy naman lahat, hindi lang ako sure kung nabusog lahat. Basta ang saya although may onting iyakan part. Everything was more than what I prayed for… Haha! In my face noh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, ito na matatapos na ko… lesson part na… While doing may quiet time kanina, ito ang sabi ni Lord…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-The Lesson-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain’s Purpose&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 12: 7-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Affliction, when we accept it with patience and humility, can lead us to a deeper, fuller life. “Before I was afflicted I went astray,” David wrote, “but now I keep Your Word” (Psalm 119:67). And again, “It is good for me that I have been afflicted, that I may learn your statutes.” (v.71).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain, far from being as obstacle to our spiritual growth, can actually be the pathway to it. If we allow pain to train us, it can lead us closer to God and into His Word. It is often the means by which our Father graciously shapes us to be like His Son, gradually giving us the courage, compassion, contentment, and tranquility we long and pray for. Without pain, God would not accomplish all that He desires to do in and through us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you one whom God is instructing through suffering and pain? By His grace you can endure His instruction patiently (2 Corinthians 12:9). He can make the trial a blessing and use it to draw you into His heart and into His Word. He can also teach you the lesson He intends for you to learn, and give you His peace in the midst of your difficulties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible tells us, “Count it all joy when you fall into various trials” (James 1:2). God is making more out of you than you ever thought possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Through trials we learn to overcome,&lt;br /&gt;Through Christ our victories are won;&lt;br /&gt;Come lay your burdens at His feet&lt;br /&gt;And find this inner peace so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Halsey&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Christ can transform painful trials into glorious triumphs.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dear Lord,&lt;br /&gt;I Praise You and Thank so much for being so patient with me though I often crawl off the altar, for being so faithful to Your promises and for always being there for me, thank You for loving me though I’m so unlovable and I’m unworthy of that love. Thank You for everything Father God. Thank you so much. Without You I’m nothing. Thank You for choosing, for allowing me to be Your daughter, Your servant, Your soldier. You’re all I want Lord, You’re all I ever needed. Thank You Lord God for being my all. Thank You for saving me! Thank You! I LOVE YOU! Mwahugz to You DAD!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-110172713908917761?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/110172713908917761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=110172713908917761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110172713908917761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110172713908917761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2004/11/failed-test-but-learned-something.html' title='FAILED THE TEST, BUT LEARNED SOMETHING'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-110110911580845427</id><published>2004-11-22T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T14:32:04.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KINDA DIFFERENT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A week from now birthday ko na, YeY! I’m planning to do it in a different way… first, kasi I’m doing it on the 28th na usually every 30th ko ginagawa (dahil walang pasok at walang excuse ang mga pipol na hindi makapunta dahil holiday naman)… second, kasi alcohol free ang celebration na usually bumabaha ng alcohol… third, limited ang guests to 20 (dahil mej short ako ngayon) na usually ay min-40 max-50… fourth, majority ng pupunta ay &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;new friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (hindi ba ang ganda yun?! Hehe!) na usually &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kadas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ko lang… fifth, it’ll be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;praise and worship&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; celeb na usually &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;get together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and drama. Bakit naiba? Si Lord kasi… He’s near na…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And now that You're near&lt;br /&gt;Everything is different&lt;br /&gt;Everything's so different, Lord&lt;br /&gt;And I know I'm not the same&lt;br /&gt;My life You've changed&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna be with You&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So yun, kaya iba na. But actually I’ve known Him since Sunday School and I’ve accepted Him as my God, pero last May (CYF retreat) ko nalang talaga siya inaccept sa life ko as my Lord. Then after that, everything changed na. (Iba ka talaga Lord, You’re SIMPLY AMAZING!!!) I owe everything to Him…this life, the family that He gave me, friends (old and new) that He has blessed me with, all that I have (talents / skills / abilities – material things). Situations that I’ve been through (good &amp;amp; bad) which molded me to a better, stronger and mas faithful na person. Kaya yun, gusto ko THANK YOU ko sa kanya yung birthday celebration ko, kasi I wouldn’t be here now breathing in this wonderful world and I wouldn’t reach this age if not because of Him. So in return dalawa kaming star dapat sa birthday ko, hindi lang ako. Dabah?! Bongga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pinagppray ko lang na sana mangyari yung naiisip ko, sana masaya, sana makapunta lahat ng &lt;strong&gt;SWATerz&lt;/strong&gt;!!! Kelangan may gift lahat, pero sa Sunday nyo na din malalaman kung ano yun kasi samin nyo siya gagawin. Hehe! Hay… kakainis ndi makakasama si Hanniyah… =’( Haaaaaaaaaann!!! Pagpray mo nalang ako, ha?! Enchu! Miss na kita! Mwahugz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out nalang for the Pix, soon… ochey?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;='P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-110110911580845427?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/110110911580845427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=110110911580845427' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110110911580845427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110110911580845427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2004/11/kinda-different.html' title='KINDA DIFFERENT'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9201522.post-110084987093409162</id><published>2004-11-19T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T13:42:29.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEALING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Now that we have gotten through one more fall&lt;br /&gt;I can just admit I’ve got it all&lt;br /&gt;’Cause I do&lt;br /&gt;’Cause I’ve got You&lt;br /&gt;We’ve crossed these battle lines&lt;br /&gt;Too many times&lt;br /&gt;It passes through the heart&lt;br /&gt;But it never leaves a mark&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;’Cause Your love just keeps on healing me&lt;br /&gt;No matter how I bruise&lt;br /&gt;If I just trust You&lt;br /&gt;Your love just keeps on dealing me&lt;br /&gt;One more cure&lt;br /&gt;One more chance that wasn’t there before&lt;br /&gt;In Your arms no pain can harm the way&lt;br /&gt;I’m feeling&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I know that Your love is healing&lt;br /&gt;I’ve kicked around these lines&lt;br /&gt;In my head&lt;br /&gt;But I never listened to the words that You said&lt;br /&gt;See where it’s led&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know I have it now&lt;br /&gt;’Cause You showed me how&lt;br /&gt;And all I had to do&lt;br /&gt;Was just to keep my eyes on You&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;’Cause Your love just keeps on healing me&lt;br /&gt;No matter how I bruise&lt;br /&gt;If I just trust You&lt;br /&gt;Your love just keeps on dealing me&lt;br /&gt;One more cure&lt;br /&gt;One more chance that wasn’t there before&lt;br /&gt;In Your arms no pain can harm the way&lt;br /&gt;I’m feeling&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I know that Your love is healing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9201522-110084987093409162?l=bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/feeds/110084987093409162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9201522&amp;postID=110084987093409162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110084987093409162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9201522/posts/default/110084987093409162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bobbiebaibsh.blogspot.com/2004/11/healing.html' title='HEALING'/><author><name>bobbiedibabidibuh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384858051725898263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pics.homere.jmsp.net/t_24/64x64/040225_coeur.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
