<?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-34559834</id><updated>2011-12-15T11:04:59.672+08:00</updated><category term='good news'/><category term='under confusion'/><category term='motherhood'/><category term='dog lover'/><category term='bruno'/><category term='wedding churvaness'/><category term='Kat Macasinag'/><category term='hot yoga'/><category term='ultrasound'/><category term='baking cookies'/><category term='Hatton'/><category term='Incubus in the Philippines'/><category term='jan michael'/><category term='updates'/><category term='Goodbye'/><category term='baby boy'/><category term='tambay ni lola'/><category term='wackmoments'/><category term='silicon nipples'/><category term='Ate'/><category term='Bull'/><category term='Summer Break'/><category term='anger'/><category term='Tag Me'/><category term='quagi antenna'/><category term='pekingese puppies'/><category term='the notebook'/><category term='paints'/><category term='Fab Awards'/><category term='Scandal'/><category term='boredom'/><category term='2nd month'/><category term='Charrisse Pempengco'/><category term='3rd month'/><category term='Graduation'/><category term='pug'/><category term='Clothes'/><category term='Jay Contreras'/><category term='blog advertising'/><category term='expat'/><category term='andrea bethyneil'/><category term='christmas wrapper'/><category term='past time'/><category term='Sad'/><category term='Love'/><category term='dog video'/><category term='eheads'/><category term='off'/><category term='Grades'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='inuman'/><category term='SM recycling advocacy'/><category term='Cookies'/><category term='Gift'/><category term='pet'/><category term='heart&apos;s day'/><category term='countrystory'/><category term='benok'/><category term='earn money'/><category term='school happenings'/><category term='Friendship'/><category term='Beware'/><category term='Cocker Spaniel'/><category term='Choco Crinkles'/><category term='prettyandrea'/><category term='internship'/><category term='payperpost'/><category term='gifts'/><category term='yoga'/><category term='Moni Session'/><category term='survey'/><category term='gundina'/><category term='Mother&apos;s Day.'/><category term='mom'/><category term='father&apos;s day'/><category term='chele yarza'/><category term='Hearty'/><category term='baby. ala kalae'/><category term='i want'/><category term='kdrama'/><category term='siopao maniac'/><category term='Give aways'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='noob'/><category term='happy'/><category term='eraserheads'/><category term='Valentines'/><category term='baby wishlist'/><category term='face'/><category term='Pasalubong'/><category term='Joyce Ira'/><category term='Mommy'/><category term='dismay'/><category term='Pacquiao'/><category term='body changes'/><category term='blogger'/><category term='Ala Kalae'/><category term='breastfeeding'/><category term='christmas presents'/><category term='the reunion concert'/><category term='a day at school'/><category term='dog washer'/><category term='hiatus'/><category term='I tag YOU'/><category term='lazyME'/><category term='fat'/><category term='family member'/><title type='text'>for your eyes only</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog constructed by the creative intellect of Chele Yarza. Trying to live as a writer who holds head and heart together in the words, and writes in hope and passion that one person will be better because he or she reads what I wrote.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>212</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-7367398062630871052</id><published>2010-02-12T07:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T07:20:47.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Forward</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;Blogspot,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;you've been really good to me, for almost four years you've been there whenever i want to write, you've been there in the times i am alone and you showed comfort by letting me rant as much as want to. I really appreciate your love for me. But I think it's time to move on.. you know when facebook suddenly appeared and people started moving from friendster, that exact feeling.. Now people started to blog using &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;tumblr&lt;/span&gt;, and i'm uncertain if i should follow the trend, though i know it's very rare that i write. But i don't want to leave u.. But just in case..  you know, i follow the trend, please keep my old stories, so that i can read them in the future... Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-7367398062630871052?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/7367398062630871052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=7367398062630871052' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/7367398062630871052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/7367398062630871052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2010/02/moving-forward.html' title='Moving Forward'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-3649086739802187104</id><published>2009-12-17T04:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T04:49:25.021+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas presents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas wrapper'/><title type='text'>Christmas Thingy</title><content type='html'>I'll be recycling Starbucks' paper bags as Christmas wrappers for my gifts. I suddenly felt like using them since I have countless pieces already. That would be my contribution for mother earth this yuletide season. Cool? or Cheap..? oh well..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SylHVM9m5wI/AAAAAAAABEk/VtEQywpJonc/s200/sb.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415938456472184578" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Suggestions? Violent Reactions? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-3649086739802187104?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/3649086739802187104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=3649086739802187104' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/3649086739802187104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/3649086739802187104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-thingy.html' title='Christmas Thingy'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SylHVM9m5wI/AAAAAAAABEk/VtEQywpJonc/s72-c/sb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-1824944950261137737</id><published>2009-11-12T09:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T09:56:11.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Samsung Tap &amp; Take Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;guys, i'll be needing your help to win the samsung tap &amp;amp; take contest.&lt;br /&gt;just click the "like" button in ala's photo entry and leave a comment! thanks much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SvtpztMOTpI/AAAAAAAABEc/Opv7PU9k3yU/s1600-h/P1010128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SvtpztMOTpI/AAAAAAAABEc/Opv7PU9k3yU/s200/P1010128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403028514986151570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Be a fan and start voting &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo_search.php?oid=105794809876&amp;amp;view=all#/photo.php?pid=4054474&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;o=all&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=105794809876&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;oid=105794809876&amp;amp;id=594963713&amp;amp;fbid=200334153713" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&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/34559834-1824944950261137737?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/1824944950261137737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=1824944950261137737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/1824944950261137737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/1824944950261137737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/11/samsung-tap-take-challenge.html' title='Samsung Tap &amp; Take Challenge'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SvtpztMOTpI/AAAAAAAABEc/Opv7PU9k3yU/s72-c/P1010128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-7421622392478635061</id><published>2009-10-21T09:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T04:23:38.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A week (almost) after my birthday, this is a  very late post indeed. I've been really busy with work that I don't get to visit happy sites no more. Hence, not permitting me to update my blog as well. I celebrated my birthday with family. I got work that day and as much as I wanted to be absent, I am not allowed. Anyhow, I was happy that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..My Sentiments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24, the number look old yet I still feel young. Being on this age gave me a different outlook in life. I now look ahead with positive thinking. Little by little I am beginning to realize what I wanted to be in the future, what I wanted to have and where I wanted to be. It was actually a long process before I came to the point where I can finally say that hey, these are all I wanted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also proud to have a son at this age, some say I am still young to enter motherhood life but I don't really care. I'm happy cos I already have one that I'll just take care. We'll grow old together with a little difference in age and I think it's cool. Oh well, he's already 7mos old. It's now easier for me to bring him everywhere. If only I can bring him to the office! hahaha! He's beginning to mumble words and he now eats a lot! He also have 2 teeth too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much reasons to be thankful. I am lucky that I am employed. It's not that high paying but at least I have a source of income, eh? I am also thankful to meet wonderful people at work. People who appreciate me as I am. Plus, people who admire me despite of having a baby and fat body, hahahah. j/k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna write plenty of things that happened but I can't find the right momentum. Guess I'll just update this entry when I'm already in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my 24th bday pic to end this post :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/St9p0vUVqII/AAAAAAAABEU/DTffMBxT1WM/s1600-h/10-15-09_0923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/St9p0vUVqII/AAAAAAAABEU/DTffMBxT1WM/s200/10-15-09_0923.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395147233389029506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/34559834-7421622392478635061?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/7421622392478635061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=7421622392478635061' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/7421622392478635061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/7421622392478635061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/10/24.html' title='24'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/St9p0vUVqII/AAAAAAAABEU/DTffMBxT1WM/s72-c/10-15-09_0923.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-762653013123223685</id><published>2009-10-04T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T20:14:42.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Lord</title><content type='html'>Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Our country is still devastated by the effect of the past typhoon yet another had come and now another will come. Pasig and Marikina and other areas are still flooded and many people are suffering. Many lives were taken away. Many families are badly affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for the continuous support coming from other countries and fellow Pinoys. It made me realize that no matter how diverse our culture is, we still have a big heart to help one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's not too much to ask, please help our country by preventing the rain to pass by. I believe that we already received enough amount of rain for this year. Another typhoon will make our situation worst. Please help us to recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-762653013123223685?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/762653013123223685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=762653013123223685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/762653013123223685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/762653013123223685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-lord.html' title='Dear Lord'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-191421865112079141</id><published>2009-10-03T04:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T04:51:35.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want</title><content type='html'>I mentioned in my previous post that i don't want to plan ahead for my bday. But I can't really help it coz it's a special day for me and I wanna do something different from the past celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want it to be a simple celebration with my closest girls. I wanna watch an animated/cartoon/disney movie in imax  and dine in a very good resto. I wanna have Vietnamese food - spring rolls and banh mi!!!! KOrean foods will do also, I suddenly miss my sister here. tsk. If only we are together, I'm sure she's gonna throw a dinner party for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No drinking sessions please.. I told you, I want this one to be different :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS&lt;br /&gt;we can have a different session if you will insist. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-191421865112079141?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/191421865112079141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=191421865112079141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/191421865112079141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/191421865112079141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-want.html' title='i want'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-6983389058409806386</id><published>2009-10-02T21:06:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T04:34:49.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jinxed</title><content type='html'>There's something really weird today that most that happened prior to me going to work were all ugly things. I don't know if I am bewitched whatsoever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is kind of embarrassing  to write, but maybe others can relate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out of the house giving a span of 2hours and 30mins for my travel time since I am staying in Cavite but it usually takes only an hour for one to reach MOA from our place. Imagine how early I should be at work with that time allowance?? unluckily.. (1) I waited 30mins before the bus arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept in the bus because I was so feeling sleepy, I woke up near Baclaran and to my surprise it's already 8pm! hello, I need to time in at 8!!!!!! omg. It simply means that I was caught in a bad traffic while I was having my oh so good sleep in the bus.. so this will be my 2nd jinx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3) The everyday-there multicab stop/lane in Bacalaran is unfortunately not present because of typhoon, and that made me walk for 15mins just to reach the other stop. That's not so acceptable coz I am in a hurry. well, I have no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4) I rode the multicab and somehow my mood was lift when I saw a former teammate. When I was about to make myself comfortable sitting, the dispatcher asked for cards. I am not even aware the we need to purchase a card first before riding the multicab, and that'll be your ticket. ohmy. So I went off the cab and bought a ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(5) I rode the cab again and decided to sit near the door so I can get out easily since I'm already late. On our way to MOA, I realized that my bra was somewhat lose, too late for me to find out that it got unstrapped! Goodthing that my bust was not completely revealed but I am conscious coz I am wearing a very light shade of shirt and it will be noticeable for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(6) On my way to the office, I passby my former teammates, I was totally surprise to see them specially that I'm guilty with the "bra-thing" although I had my front covered with bag. And since I'm super late already, I decided to run slow, first to escape myself being caught by my former teammates and them to notice secretly my situation, second to fix my thing in the washroom and third to get the chance to login!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7)I went straight to the washroom to fix my thing and run again to my station to login. I did everything so quickly and as I sat, I noticed that a part of my left shoe went off. It's really shameful if other would notice it! (and here I am ranting it) Luckily, I'm in jeans so I can simply hide it behind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(8) Just now, I noticed that I lost my hanky. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so conscious, I can't even stand and I won't even try to leave my station. Who knows, something more shameful might happen next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**quick follow up**&lt;br /&gt;the good side of being jinxed?&lt;br /&gt;all night avail at work :)&lt;br /&gt;that's a big relief-all night petiks!&lt;br /&gt;walang benta tho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-6983389058409806386?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/6983389058409806386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=6983389058409806386' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/6983389058409806386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/6983389058409806386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/10/jinxed.html' title='Jinxed'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-8659037565814093873</id><published>2009-10-01T07:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T08:11:38.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohh October</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's the first day of the month. 14 days to go and it'll be my special day. I wonder how I'm gonna celebrate it in this time of crisis. hay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that flood in Pasig will subside soon. It is still knee-deep and most of our appliances are still immersed. I left my other half there and I'm uber worried. I just want everything be back in to normal. Though I know it's like starting over again. Not only for us but to other families as well. Dad told me that there's still no electric current and I can totally think and feel how difficult that situation is. No ac nor electric fan and it's almost a week now. Plus staying in the second floor day and night. Doing everything there. All cellphones are battery drained and there's even no dial tone. It really like the world stop revolving when you are there. It's an urban place yet it seem so far from everything. I still can't imagine how great nature is, being able to destroy everything we have in just one day. I know a lot are more affected. Many have lost more valuable things and for others even life. I should be thankful that for dad's family, it's only material things. No matter how pricey they would be, what matters is the family is complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I think I should not be planning anything for my birthday. Hence, I still want to celebrate it even in the simplest way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everything will fall into places in 14days.&lt;br /&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/34559834-8659037565814093873?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/8659037565814093873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=8659037565814093873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/8659037565814093873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/8659037565814093873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/10/ohh-october.html' title='Ohh October'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-5513529314014323864</id><published>2009-09-30T15:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T16:23:00.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Last Day With GORDY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SsMUvYLcEGI/AAAAAAAABEM/OU-BqWIewKg/s1600-h/gordy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SsMUvYLcEGI/AAAAAAAABEM/OU-BqWIewKg/s200/gordy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387172383442079842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gordy is one great dog of our family. Papa and my older sister, Joyce, bought him in Vietnam when he was still a puppy. He was suppose to be a German Shepperd, unfortunately he just look like one, he's shorter but that's about it. He possessed all the skills a German Shepperd should have. Amongst our dogs, Gordy is the brightest and he served as the leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is my dad's bestfriend and favorite pet. They like playing together and they look really funny when they run in the house. Gordy is such a sweet dog. He is almost like a human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the best guard dog ever! He'll make sure that his bosses are safe if he smells danger in a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we bid goodbye to this lovely pet. He passed away after lunch making sure that all of us were there to witness. All of us in the family gave our last words and thanked him for the long service he had given us. We witnessed all his dying moments and its really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family believes that if a pet dies, there is a disease that is meant for a family member but redirected to a pet instead. Maybe, that is the reason why Gordy died. And for that we will always be thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss him, especially the knocks in my room every morning, the lick on my face whenever I'm sleeping, his obedience, and the cam whoring sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'll now join the good Lord together with dags, yoda and bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's my favorite pic with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SsMSPQdrpVI/AAAAAAAABEE/vhXo6u9D8zg/s1600-h/683046032l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SsMSPQdrpVI/AAAAAAAABEE/vhXo6u9D8zg/s200/683046032l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387169632592045394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Gordy, thanks for catching the disease, I know you just want us to be safe so you've taken the risk and gave your life instead. I love you and will always miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-5513529314014323864?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/5513529314014323864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=5513529314014323864' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/5513529314014323864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/5513529314014323864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/09/our-last-day-with-gordy.html' title='Our Last Day With GORDY'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SsMUvYLcEGI/AAAAAAAABEM/OU-BqWIewKg/s72-c/gordy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-1688997425143831409</id><published>2009-09-28T00:27:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T19:57:25.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Typhoon Ondoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The most remembering typhoon effect I can think of is that our roof was completely blown by typhoon Rosing back in 1996 (I'm not so sure if I remember the year correctly). I was in grade 3 then. I still can recall the exact scenario on how my older sister and I saw how our roof was being blown away. We are so afraid that time. Completely immersed in the rain while transferring our belongings to the nearest neighbor. It took us almost a month I think before we completely recovered, including all the structures reconstructed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But never in my whole life have I experienced flood. It's a complete no-no for Mama to see us playing in the flood. We'll be scolded if we get caught nor if we just attempted. Me and my siblings are all afraid to soak our feet in the flood., for we know the possible danger it will bring us. All the germs, bacteria, garbage floating,..ewww.. I don't wanna sound "maarte" but I know most can relate with my reaction about flood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never have I imagined that I'll immerse half of my body in the blood. But I did. I just did yesterday and today. And I still can't believe. I know it isn't a big issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The issue is the real thing that happened to my husband's place- Pasig, Pinagbuhatan to be specific and other nearby towns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning yesterday when we get notified by some barangay kagawad(s) that there'll be water dispensation from the Pasig river/Marikina river which I don't really paid attention. I was actually laughing on my own, throwing jokes, coz my in law was actually worried together with my husband. They were both checking for the furnitures that will need a lift. I was at ease coz I know that our house(they're house actually) has a high floor level. Too late for me to realise that my assumption was completelt wrong. Came 30 mins and flood was already inside the house. We then crammed lifting electronic devices including fridge, washing machine, electric fans and others. We are out of men too coz my husband's siblings were all assigned in the provinces to work. So it was just me, my husband, his mom and sister in law. So imagine the girl power? tsk. hardwork really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two hours after and flood is almost knee-high. Two hours more and it's already waist-high. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept on praying yesterday for the rain to stop pouring and flood to stop flowing and it did, during the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all slept in the second floor, all jampacked in 2 rooms with all the appliances and our babies. No electric power, no dial tone, no celphone signal, plus drained celphone batteries. Shoot. How are we gonna call for rescue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... fast forward ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now in the office. My parents went to fetch my son earlier to bring him in a safer place at least far from the flood in Pasig. That is all I can think of for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go home in Cavite and will be staying there for awhile, 'till the flood subside but the other half of me is left in Pasig coz my husband is left there to stay with his family. I want them to stay in Cavite but they refused. I am worried..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God please stop the rain from pouring..&lt;br /&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/34559834-1688997425143831409?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/1688997425143831409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=1688997425143831409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/1688997425143831409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/1688997425143831409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/09/typhoon-ondoy.html' title='Typhoon Ondoy'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-2406083911981402299</id><published>2009-09-01T17:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T17:34:17.318+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ala Kalae'/><title type='text'>Downtime</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;During the saddest time of my life, I wanna be with my favorite kids in the world. Coz I know that they are always there to comfort, give hug or throw even the silliest joke just to make you smile. Unluckily, they're not always around,. guess I'll  be contented with pics now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Spzm4E3GY_I/AAAAAAAABD0/4nI8MiYCzeQ/s1600-h/Image%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Spzm4E3GY_I/AAAAAAAABD0/4nI8MiYCzeQ/s200/Image%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376425906225439730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Spzn3Qj_CdI/AAAAAAAABD8/izD-18plUGk/s1600-h/DSC-0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Spzn3Qj_CdI/AAAAAAAABD8/izD-18plUGk/s200/DSC-0014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376426991698250194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I miss them, specially the two naughty kids here.&lt;br /&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/34559834-2406083911981402299?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/2406083911981402299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=2406083911981402299' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2406083911981402299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2406083911981402299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/09/downtime.html' title='Downtime'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Spzm4E3GY_I/AAAAAAAABD0/4nI8MiYCzeQ/s72-c/Image%28001%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-5188485536826780125</id><published>2009-08-22T06:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T07:01:09.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Hey, it has been awhile since my last post. This has been my first liner for most of my come back post, eh? But really, i missed writing. It's like I lost the drive in writing recently, maybe because I got busy working/training in a new company. A lot had happened, some were important but I lost track to jot them down here. But.. It's good to be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm in a new company. New people, new friends, new trainers.. hmm alot of new things actually. I was able to pass US101 (luckily) and I'm under PST as of the moment. Trainer's really good plus the account too. Colleagues are so-so. I'm not close to all of them that's why. Some are okay, some are like "hi-i-know-everything" type, some are aloof, others judgmental. So there are really few that I spend my time with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, enough of the colleague stories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this new "crush" for quite sometime now. I won't name him coz he might drop by my page in the future, hehehe. But this person drops me off my feet, hahah! I can't remember the last time I admire someone this much, high school days maybe?? I know, I already have a husband, I'm not trying to be flirty here, understand?? It's just that I really admire this person. He's very intelligent when he speak and has very good fashion style! He always look neat, formal but with a huge humor. Oh, that's about it. I just like him for some reasons. I'm very sure that other girls would notice the traits that I like about him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'till next post :)&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-5188485536826780125?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/5188485536826780125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=5188485536826780125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/5188485536826780125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/5188485536826780125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/08/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-2883823317677770722</id><published>2009-06-21T23:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T23:25:03.511+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='father&apos;s day'/><title type='text'>Para kay Papi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Huli man daw at magaling, atrasado pa din &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sj5N9iEj6XI/AAAAAAAABDE/z1gQghfhgWc/s1600-h/1238895774-113956.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 20px; height: 20px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sj5N9iEj6XI/AAAAAAAABDE/z1gQghfhgWc/s200/1238895774-113956.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349799126876023154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Father's Day sa nyo mga Papi  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sj5OQbLh-RI/AAAAAAAABDM/uEhaA04DwS0/s1600-h/1237896199-275509.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 20px; height: 20px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sj5OQbLh-RI/AAAAAAAABDM/uEhaA04DwS0/s200/1237896199-275509.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349799451443722514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sj5PMXZsZyI/AAAAAAAABDU/Ok83Z7IuaFA/s1600-h/217057224l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sj5PMXZsZyI/AAAAAAAABDU/Ok83Z7IuaFA/s200/217057224l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349800481221535522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy Itchie (my favorite husband) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sj5PhibCv7I/AAAAAAAABDk/eGOqwsJPPfU/s1600-h/02A0933.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 20px; height: 20px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sj5PhibCv7I/AAAAAAAABDk/eGOqwsJPPfU/s200/02A0933.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349800844957237170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sj5PMv2N_5I/AAAAAAAABDc/XGDZadvHHHk/s1600-h/1_846045097l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sj5PMv2N_5I/AAAAAAAABDc/XGDZadvHHHk/s200/1_846045097l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349800487783628690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Papa Jun (the most wonderful father)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love you both! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sj5P8rGX-dI/AAAAAAAABDs/aHqQxA5fWlI/s1600-h/02A0940.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 20px; height: 20px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sj5P8rGX-dI/AAAAAAAABDs/aHqQxA5fWlI/s200/02A0940.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349801311142934994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-2883823317677770722?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/2883823317677770722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=2883823317677770722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2883823317677770722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2883823317677770722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/06/para-kay-papi.html' title='Para kay Papi'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sj5N9iEj6XI/AAAAAAAABDE/z1gQghfhgWc/s72-c/1238895774-113956.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-3252470350318912563</id><published>2009-06-13T23:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T21:33:55.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inuman'/><title type='text'>I did it again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After a year of being alcohol free, I finally gave in to my urges.. Yeah, I joined last night's drinking session in Pasig. Friends went to visit my son, so we danced the night away by sharing stories while having beer and brandy. I quite increased my alcohol tolerance, perhaps I just miss drinking beer.  I don't like the hangover though, and I kept on saying earlier that I won't be drinking anything alcoholic in the next days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed hanging out and chit chatting with these girls specially Ate Arnie! I just met Da-Be (the one in black shirt) that night. A whole night is never enough for those endless "kwento" and sweetie arguments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SjPM7H-MZgI/AAAAAAAABC0/3JenEWAzEY0/s1600-h/P1010017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SjPM7H-MZgI/AAAAAAAABC0/3JenEWAzEY0/s200/P1010017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346842498743166466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half of the visitors went home early but to sum that night, was totally awesome and fun! I'll be hoping to see these guys again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SjPM7R03AaI/AAAAAAAABC8/aRN2kSIAcVI/s1600-h/P1010019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SjPM7R03AaI/AAAAAAAABC8/aRN2kSIAcVI/s200/P1010019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346842501388370338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And oh, about my last post, I've decided not to delete my blog, I realized that whenever I write entries, I don't really care much about who's going to read and who's not. I just like writing for my future use. Hey this is an online diary, eh!?&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-3252470350318912563?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/3252470350318912563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=3252470350318912563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/3252470350318912563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/3252470350318912563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-did-it-again.html' title='I did it again!'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SjPM7H-MZgI/AAAAAAAABC0/3JenEWAzEY0/s72-c/P1010017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-7069685158215556904</id><published>2009-06-09T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T22:18:21.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WooWeet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just recently, I've been busy with my son's multiply page that I almost forget to update mine. I can't find the words that will exactly describe the things I wanna write for my own site. There are actually lots of things happening but I can't put them all into words!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seem that I am not happy anymore with my blogging style. I'm thinking whether to continue this or just delete the entire blogsite. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If writing won't make me feel happy, then what's the sense of writing? I'm not even sure if someone will waste his time droppin' by my page and read my damn entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/34559834-7069685158215556904?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/7069685158215556904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=7069685158215556904' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/7069685158215556904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/7069685158215556904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/06/wooweetjust-recentl.html' title='WooWeet'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-614733136564217305</id><published>2009-06-03T21:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T23:49:29.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAKE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Plastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if it's the appropriate term, but that's the only word I can think of now. I'm referring to those people who pretend to be your friend because they need something from you, and recently I just discovered one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've known this person for quite sometime and we never argued. We shared stories and stuffs before. Give advices whenever someone's down or simply be there to accompany one another. I even did her a great favor that brought her to where she is now. It made me realized that I have done the wrong move. I have no regrets though, it just made me realized that she's a fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World isn't really fare always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta meet wrong friends first before you find real ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons learned the hard way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-614733136564217305?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/614733136564217305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=614733136564217305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/614733136564217305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/614733136564217305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/06/fake.html' title='FAKE'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-610007555826467351</id><published>2009-05-30T22:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T21:06:00.864+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='andrea bethyneil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gundina'/><title type='text'>Ate's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Miles apart from the Philippines, A year of being away from our family, but not the first time to celebrate her birthday without us. I miss my niece terribly. She's going to celebrate her birthday tomorrow, unfortunately she's sick and suffering from measles. I wonder if it's painful and how it affects my little niece's body. I hope she'll be fine, soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she's turning 8 but I'm not so sure. I hope to be right though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 long years. Our little girl is starting to age..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the little miss who always loved to dance/perform;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SiFBzZp9BHI/AAAAAAAABCk/NSIGL71YARU/s1600-h/1_976422388l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SiFBzZp9BHI/AAAAAAAABCk/NSIGL71YARU/s200/1_976422388l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341622984354104434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the naughtiest who tries to fit everything;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SiFBzMYRDnI/AAAAAAAABCc/K1Rt9wr-Miw/s1600-h/1_638196512l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SiFBzMYRDnI/AAAAAAAABCc/K1Rt9wr-Miw/s200/1_638196512l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341622980790259314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my ever favorite wacky moments partner;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SiFBy7Tz2eI/AAAAAAAABCU/D16c4TWBU5A/s1600-h/1_752325972l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SiFBy7Tz2eI/AAAAAAAABCU/D16c4TWBU5A/s200/1_752325972l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341622976208165346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now starting to be conscious and fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SiFBy7p27cI/AAAAAAAABCM/JW2K4hCe3J8/s1600-h/1_269682572l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SiFBy7p27cI/AAAAAAAABCM/JW2K4hCe3J8/s200/1_269682572l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341622976300641730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little girl but the Big Ate for her siblings - Andea Bethyneil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Si_QVSUSucI/AAAAAAAABCs/7axcfYNXH7g/s1600-h/2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 20px; height: 20px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Si_QVSUSucI/AAAAAAAABCs/7axcfYNXH7g/s200/2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345720346824849858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just be good Andrea, always be good. Study more because I know you are very smart. I hope to see you this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-610007555826467351?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/610007555826467351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=610007555826467351' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/610007555826467351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/610007555826467351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/05/ates-birthday.html' title='Ate&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SiFBzZp9BHI/AAAAAAAABCk/NSIGL71YARU/s72-c/1_976422388l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-162333748698996539</id><published>2009-05-26T22:41:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T22:04:58.627+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3rd month'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby. ala kalae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family member'/><title type='text'>Ala's 3rd Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Parang kelan lang nung mag celebrate si Ala ng 2nd month. Ngayon 3rd month na, ang bilis talaga ng araw! Parang wala pa din nagbago, pero pag tinignan yun mga litrato nya nung baby, makikita na ang dami na pala nag-iba. Ang taba-taba na ngayon at mejo lumaki naman. Ini-expect ko na di siya masyado tatangkad, dahil maliit kaming parents niya. Hopefully makadapa na siya mag-isa para mas masaya. Ngayon, mas feel na niya gumala. Sakay lagi sa gundam (stroller) niya. Tuwing umaga pasyal kami lagi kahit wala naman masyado mapasyalan dito sa lugar namin sa Pasig. Mas matindi na din ang pag tawa niya ngayon, ang kulit sobra! Minsan nakakainis din pag may tantrums., gusto pag matutulog nakasiksik sa kilikili! tapos kukurutin ng kukurutin ang tenga nia. I wonder saan nian natutunan yun!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/ShwJ60EMIrI/AAAAAAAABB0/TCR41Wz_MGw/s1600-h/P5240016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/ShwJ60EMIrI/AAAAAAAABB0/TCR41Wz_MGw/s200/P5240016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340154164167844530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/ShwCcpMlJCI/AAAAAAAABBM/wi3POi7k0xw/s1600-h/P5240015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/ShwCcpMlJCI/AAAAAAAABBM/wi3POi7k0xw/s200/P5240015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340145949272777762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bagong look ng crib niya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/ShwJ6m94UUI/AAAAAAAABBs/PAloqIvbpws/s1600-h/P5240006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/ShwJ6m94UUI/AAAAAAAABBs/PAloqIvbpws/s200/P5240006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340154160651718978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/ShwJ6CJnv5I/AAAAAAAABBk/ULcXfHxB86w/s1600-h/P5250028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/ShwJ6CJnv5I/AAAAAAAABBk/ULcXfHxB86w/s200/P5250028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340154150768852882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kita naman sa face kung gano kasaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may bago na naman aso sa bahay (sa Cavite)&lt;br /&gt;ayan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/ShwDJNeT0jI/AAAAAAAABBU/bvjaifNcPIg/s1600-h/P1010001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/ShwDJNeT0jI/AAAAAAAABBU/bvjaifNcPIg/s200/P1010001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340146714925060658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/ShwDJiAPfWI/AAAAAAAABBc/Z6HrqkIr_40/s1600-h/P1010004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/ShwDJiAPfWI/AAAAAAAABBc/Z6HrqkIr_40/s200/P1010004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340146720436092258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pangalan nia gogo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-162333748698996539?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/162333748698996539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=162333748698996539' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/162333748698996539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/162333748698996539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/05/alas-3rd-month.html' title='Ala&apos;s 3rd Month'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/ShwJ60EMIrI/AAAAAAAABB0/TCR41Wz_MGw/s72-c/P5240016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-4777918587862992251</id><published>2009-05-18T16:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:53:58.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smile it all away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When the world seem unfair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/ShEddQOKu4I/AAAAAAAABBE/uL1JKUtWPrc/s1600-h/P5170053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/ShEddQOKu4I/AAAAAAAABBE/uL1JKUtWPrc/s200/P5170053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337079421818551170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;everything will be okay.&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/34559834-4777918587862992251?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/4777918587862992251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=4777918587862992251' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/4777918587862992251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/4777918587862992251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-world-seem-unfair.html' title='smile it all away'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/ShEddQOKu4I/AAAAAAAABBE/uL1JKUtWPrc/s72-c/P5170053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-1321283860807622101</id><published>2009-05-10T21:49:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T23:08:44.604+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ala Kalae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother&apos;s Day.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy'/><title type='text'>Hey I'm a Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am just a fresh mom, neophyte I must say. My son's just two months old. I am still learning the details on how to raise my baby well. As early as now, I am already dreaming and somehow making plans about his future. Two months old, yet I am already thinking about which school he's gonna be going., how old he's gonna be dating., what course he's gonna be taking in college.. Yeah, those things that in reality will take years to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am like the typical mothers who wants the best for their kid. I bought in advance the things he'll be needing; clothes, feeding bottles, stroller, crib, and other baby stuffs that he needs to have. I don't wanna miss a single event that is happening to my son that I account them all, I try to write everything, taking pictures every now and then, capturing every moments, taking videos so that he'll see how he was like when he aged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SgbkxhNM1II/AAAAAAAABA0/g_f-fQMm3pM/s1600-h/111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SgbkxhNM1II/AAAAAAAABA0/g_f-fQMm3pM/s200/111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334202348045390978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now a mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a mother made me realize the things my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;mama &lt;/span&gt;has done for my siblings and I. The career that she gave up just to be by our sides., The opportunity to have her social life, meet others and gain more friends. The chance to earn her own money, to have her own job. All the hardships she went through as she raised us alone while &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;papa&lt;/span&gt; was abroad. I am so much thankful for all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is only now that things are sinking in to my system. Realities, on how bad I am before, how bad I treated my Mama. For all the house rules that I didn't follow and simply by just being a headache, doing actions without thinking how it affects my mama., and yes, for hurting her a lot of times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, that I already belong to the motherhood stage, I became more  affectionate with  mama.  I try to inform her about everything that has been happening to me. I have changed. I'm crediting all the changes to my son. Being a mother is a wonderful experience. You get to love someone without expecting to be loved in return. You give unconditional love to your kid, sacrifices, and still you feel happy at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motherhood is something that will complete the woman's life, for God created us (women) to bear children.. with that, I am so much thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;For all the nanay(s), mama(s), mom(s), mommy(s), whatever you call the woman who gave life to you..&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Happy MOTHER's DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SgbmjerS-hI/AAAAAAAABA8/HFqucyNiaGQ/s1600-h/1_277273104l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SgbmjerS-hI/AAAAAAAABA8/HFqucyNiaGQ/s200/1_277273104l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334204305871403538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/34559834-1321283860807622101?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/1321283860807622101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=1321283860807622101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/1321283860807622101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/1321283860807622101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/05/official-mom.html' title='Hey I&apos;m a Mother'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SgbkxhNM1II/AAAAAAAABA0/g_f-fQMm3pM/s72-c/111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-9214215728034511130</id><published>2009-05-03T12:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T12:06:48.260+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pacquiao'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hiatus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hatton'/><title type='text'>off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sf0X7lAppyI/AAAAAAAABAs/SjL28VR5XKU/s1600-h/hiatus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sf0X7lAppyI/AAAAAAAABAs/SjL28VR5XKU/s200/hiatus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331443846191097634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiatus muna.. First day sa work bukas, Kailangan ko galingan at magseryoso, naks! Balik ako agad pag di na busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacquiao-Hatton fight na, kanino ka??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/34559834-9214215728034511130?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/9214215728034511130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=9214215728034511130' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/9214215728034511130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/9214215728034511130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/05/off.html' title='off'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sf0X7lAppyI/AAAAAAAABAs/SjL28VR5XKU/s72-c/hiatus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-2120375440266797005</id><published>2009-04-30T12:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T12:22:25.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kilig</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My favorite showbiz couple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SfkmYa9WWhI/AAAAAAAABAk/pSAmsPZpCgc/s1600-h/life-pic03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SfkmYa9WWhI/AAAAAAAABAk/pSAmsPZpCgc/s200/life-pic03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330333834965047826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ganda ng wedding nila, noh?&lt;br /&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/34559834-2120375440266797005?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/2120375440266797005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=2120375440266797005' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2120375440266797005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2120375440266797005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/04/kilig.html' title='Kilig'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SfkmYa9WWhI/AAAAAAAABAk/pSAmsPZpCgc/s72-c/life-pic03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-3370393573116067354</id><published>2009-04-24T19:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T20:15:01.337+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2nd month'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ala Kalae'/><title type='text'>2nd Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SfGlCDV3HKI/AAAAAAAABAU/i3TczqbzF0o/s1600-h/P1010007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SfGlCDV3HKI/AAAAAAAABAU/i3TczqbzF0o/s200/P1010007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328221288831327394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;happy(ing)-happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy second month son! I love you so much!!! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SfGtNcZJ-BI/AAAAAAAABAc/Bm-EX-YdCrM/s1600-h/1.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 20px; height: 20px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SfGtNcZJ-BI/AAAAAAAABAc/Bm-EX-YdCrM/s200/1.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328230280627615762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/34559834-3370393573116067354?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/3370393573116067354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=3370393573116067354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/3370393573116067354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/3370393573116067354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/04/2nd-month.html' title='2nd Month'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SfGlCDV3HKI/AAAAAAAABAU/i3TczqbzF0o/s72-c/P1010007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-7796167371285982913</id><published>2009-04-21T17:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T17:26:21.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bruno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog lover'/><title type='text'>Bruno 'd Lolli Eater</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Se2NyHcceJI/AAAAAAAABAM/OCl7sBWMiX4/s1600-h/P1010110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Se2NyHcceJI/AAAAAAAABAM/OCl7sBWMiX4/s200/P1010110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327069826380494994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Who says lollipops are only for human consumption? Well you're definitely wrong cuz that is Bruno's favorite dessert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this video and you'll prove yourself wrong :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4256285&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4256285&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/4256285"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user680050"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;note:&lt;br /&gt;idk what happened, but the video copy became dark when i uploaded it., tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/34559834-7796167371285982913?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/7796167371285982913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=7796167371285982913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/7796167371285982913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/7796167371285982913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/04/bruno-d-lolli-eater.html' title='Bruno &apos;d Lolli Eater'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Se2NyHcceJI/AAAAAAAABAM/OCl7sBWMiX4/s72-c/P1010110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-2089544406262198347</id><published>2009-04-21T15:53:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T16:54:55.429+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ala Kalae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joyce Ira'/><title type='text'>Ala's New set of Clothes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Se18KwSi8YI/AAAAAAAAA_k/tcXPThscyzU/s1600-h/P1010046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Se18KwSi8YI/AAAAAAAAA_k/tcXPThscyzU/s200/P1010046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327050458452390274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Se18v4ZZh6I/AAAAAAAAA_s/Z5njman6DLI/s1600-h/P1010048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Se18v4ZZh6I/AAAAAAAAA_s/Z5njman6DLI/s200/P1010048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327051096283776930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Se19hN6T-UI/AAAAAAAAA_0/ycc6xSqsWbI/s1600-h/P1010049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Se19hN6T-UI/AAAAAAAAA_0/ycc6xSqsWbI/s200/P1010049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327051943872559426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Se1-FP-a5AI/AAAAAAAAA_8/nSHR6Lbn1po/s1600-h/P1010052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Se1-FP-a5AI/AAAAAAAAA_8/nSHR6Lbn1po/s200/P1010052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327052562901951490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All courtesy of Tita Joyce.. Thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ate&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Se2CwUmjFRI/AAAAAAAABAE/_mj4HiVrruU/s1600-h/P1010087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Se2CwUmjFRI/AAAAAAAABAE/_mj4HiVrruU/s200/P1010087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327057700924888338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;fit so right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/34559834-2089544406262198347?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/2089544406262198347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=2089544406262198347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2089544406262198347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2089544406262198347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/04/alas-new-set-of-clothes.html' title='Ala&apos;s New set of Clothes'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Se18KwSi8YI/AAAAAAAAA_k/tcXPThscyzU/s72-c/P1010046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-6465607619080887678</id><published>2009-04-21T15:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T15:52:53.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ligo Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Se15WjatTRI/AAAAAAAAA_c/ybcYpybfQXc/s1600-h/P1010026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Se15WjatTRI/AAAAAAAAA_c/ybcYpybfQXc/s200/P1010026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327047362620509458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Superman&lt;/span&gt;? no.. He's &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Super&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt; too but that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;M &lt;/span&gt;stands for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ster&lt;/span&gt;, hahaha! So yeah he's the newest &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;swimmer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in our family. Watch out for he'll be a good swimmer like his cousins when he aged.&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/34559834-6465607619080887678?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/6465607619080887678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=6465607619080887678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/6465607619080887678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/6465607619080887678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/04/ligo-time.html' title='Ligo Time'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Se15WjatTRI/AAAAAAAAA_c/ybcYpybfQXc/s72-c/P1010026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-7033859051087749053</id><published>2009-04-11T20:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:21:27.196+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><title type='text'>Easter with a Sad Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeCOrWDfjjI/AAAAAAAAA9k/zJlf9Ue1M1g/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 78px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeCOrWDfjjI/AAAAAAAAA9k/zJlf9Ue1M1g/s200/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323411634857676338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's gonna be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow. Where do you plan to spend the day&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeyDd8rpj3I/AAAAAAAAA9s/r3fllRlcW5g/s1600-h/B05.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 12px; height: 12px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeyDd8rpj3I/AAAAAAAAA9s/r3fllRlcW5g/s200/B05.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326777009801105266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;whom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeyEXgnaX4I/AAAAAAAAA-E/LyOueac-9I0/s1600-h/1238282896-493992.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 20px; height: 20px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeyEXgnaX4I/AAAAAAAAA-E/LyOueac-9I0/s200/1238282896-493992.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326777998699552642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeyErA5lDYI/AAAAAAAAA-M/yt4ta3Cn5O0/s1600-h/02A0933.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 20px; height: 20px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeyErA5lDYI/AAAAAAAAA-M/yt4ta3Cn5O0/s200/02A0933.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326778333783199106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;well, I'm just gonna stay with my son &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeyEKzfIMEI/AAAAAAAAA98/RG4axfFNX8g/s1600-h/1235802643-566413.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 20px; height: 20px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeyEKzfIMEI/AAAAAAAAA98/RG4axfFNX8g/s200/1235802643-566413.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326777780426780738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (and the rest of hammy's family) at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;home.&lt;/span&gt; Speaking of home.. I just wanna go home and be alone for some time. My mind's too occupied of things. I sometimes get tired of being a wife.. I then realized that being single is still the best way of life. No worries at all. But that doesn't mean that I have a problem or something. Its just that I want an &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeyD4VrLxOI/AAAAAAAAA90/Xk2-7Z1l76o/s1600-h/B97.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 12px; height: 12px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeyD4VrLxOI/AAAAAAAAA90/Xk2-7Z1l76o/s200/B97.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326777463186638050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/34559834-7033859051087749053?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/7033859051087749053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=7033859051087749053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/7033859051087749053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/7033859051087749053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-with-sad-heart-img.html' title='Easter with a Sad Heart'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeCOrWDfjjI/AAAAAAAAA9k/zJlf9Ue1M1g/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-8441144631930498637</id><published>2009-04-11T20:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:25:04.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noob'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jan michael'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='benok'/><title type='text'>New Blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know that this is kind of late cuz I don't have much time to blog., But yeah, I would like to welcome my brother &lt;a href="http://bhenok.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;bE&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  to the blogger's world&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeyFR8GOXKI/AAAAAAAAA-c/kQmMJ4NSaks/s1600-h/02A0930.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 20px; height: 20px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeyFR8GOXKI/AAAAAAAAA-c/kQmMJ4NSaks/s200/02A0930.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326779002508958882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He's a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;noob&lt;/span&gt; but definitely with the heart and passion in writing too. I hope you'll drop by his page as you visit &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeyFCejI4NI/AAAAAAAAA-U/H2YLT-ieXvA/s1600-h/1238314271-646901.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 20px; height: 20px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeyFCejI4NI/AAAAAAAAA-U/H2YLT-ieXvA/s200/1238314271-646901.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326778736879132882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeCKVyeocnI/AAAAAAAAA9c/xBg6n068dKQ/s1600-h/..+nyie+pnget%21+..%28035%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeCKVyeocnI/AAAAAAAAA9c/xBg6n068dKQ/s200/..+nyie+pnget%21+..%28035%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323406866484064882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeyFgsUatKI/AAAAAAAAA-k/pehGFeqhmgE/s1600-h/02A0299.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 20px; height: 20px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeyFgsUatKI/AAAAAAAAA-k/pehGFeqhmgE/s200/02A0299.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326779255971558562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/34559834-8441144631930498637?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/8441144631930498637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=8441144631930498637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/8441144631930498637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/8441144631930498637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-blogger.html' title='New Blogger'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeyFR8GOXKI/AAAAAAAAA-c/kQmMJ4NSaks/s72-c/02A0930.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-7921894517056303340</id><published>2009-04-09T23:06:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:29:51.564+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby. ala kalae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='face'/><title type='text'>Happy Face</title><content type='html'>My son's very rare &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt; is captured not only once in a single day. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeyGEgygIUI/AAAAAAAAA-s/AvA_xdfqj2Q/s1600-h/1231653996-876316.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 20px; height: 20px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeyGEgygIUI/AAAAAAAAA-s/AvA_xdfqj2Q/s200/1231653996-876316.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326779871351808322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He don't look "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;sup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;lado&lt;/span&gt;" here, eh? &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeyGMNbIhNI/AAAAAAAAA-0/PA6UVtN-5GA/s1600-h/1233206483-216269.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 20px; height: 20px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeyGMNbIhNI/AAAAAAAAA-0/PA6UVtN-5GA/s200/1233206483-216269.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326780003592471762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sd4P8Emna5I/AAAAAAAAA84/lByc1vtz_kk/s1600-h/1_667747266l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sd4P8Emna5I/AAAAAAAAA84/lByc1vtz_kk/s200/1_667747266l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322709334300781458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sd4PfmfN6iI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/wgmNbKN1c4k/s1600-h/1_201771192l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sd4PfmfN6iI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/wgmNbKN1c4k/s200/1_201771192l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322708845180348962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sd4PstBd1QI/AAAAAAAAA8o/nyj0z-7ZZyw/s1600-h/1_362540332l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sd4PstBd1QI/AAAAAAAAA8o/nyj0z-7ZZyw/s200/1_362540332l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322709070272910594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sd4QJbogIHI/AAAAAAAAA9A/WLfeoZkuv7M/s1600-h/1_821783471l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sd4QJbogIHI/AAAAAAAAA9A/WLfeoZkuv7M/s200/1_821783471l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322709563821006962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sd4PynuLMaI/AAAAAAAAA8w/Hlp9z7fqrb0/s1600-h/1_364228606l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sd4PynuLMaI/AAAAAAAAA8w/Hlp9z7fqrb0/s200/1_364228606l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322709171929035170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sd4QO1pWAFI/AAAAAAAAA9I/Cc0dJIQti-Y/s1600-h/1_896436908l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sd4QO1pWAFI/AAAAAAAAA9I/Cc0dJIQti-Y/s200/1_896436908l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322709656703205458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sd4PYl1kv1I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/EUNX9EVGRzM/s1600-h/1_151218657l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sd4PYl1kv1I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/EUNX9EVGRzM/s200/1_151218657l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322708724746600274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeCH1FTrORI/AAAAAAAAA9U/tdjQjKaHUNg/s1600-h/1_113374234l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeCH1FTrORI/AAAAAAAAA9U/tdjQjKaHUNg/s200/1_113374234l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323404105579444498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after his most "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;kilig&lt;/span&gt;" smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sd4Pjhp6PfI/AAAAAAAAA8g/aiuLJWtKQLg/s1600-h/1_283512116l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sd4Pjhp6PfI/AAAAAAAAA8g/aiuLJWtKQLg/s200/1_283512116l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322708912602496498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;went&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;off&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sleep&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeyGhFwshfI/AAAAAAAAA-8/59kTKciLvOA/s1600-h/1237783525-919767.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 20px; height: 20px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeyGhFwshfI/AAAAAAAAA-8/59kTKciLvOA/s200/1237783525-919767.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326780362312680946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/34559834-7921894517056303340?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/7921894517056303340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=7921894517056303340' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/7921894517056303340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/7921894517056303340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-face.html' title='Happy Face'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SeyGEgygIUI/AAAAAAAAA-s/AvA_xdfqj2Q/s72-c/1231653996-876316.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-3702326986616577324</id><published>2009-04-09T19:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T20:07:32.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smilies </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just wanna thank &lt;a href="http://babydoll.nu/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Jays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for sending me cute smilies and am very excited to use them&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/30clqfq.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oh well you'll see more of those smilies on my future posts here&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/2vvt4au.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/27xdn3r.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-3702326986616577324?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/3702326986616577324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=3702326986616577324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/3702326986616577324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/3702326986616577324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/04/smilies.html' title='Smilies &lt;a href=&quot;http://tinypic.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i42.tinypic.com/oihxkw.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image and video hosting by TinyPic&quot;&gt;'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i39.tinypic.com/30clqfq_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-2546341090866872147</id><published>2009-04-09T00:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T00:23:54.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post April Fool's day Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;April 1 is known to everyone as April fool's day. Oh well I haven't watched any serious jokes on tv  though unlike the previous years. Moving on., That day's meaning did not apply to me cuz I was phoned by 3 companies and was scheduled for interviews the following day. It was great, eh? It was like a day that I submitted my resume on line and voila! I was answered really fast!!  I was praying to have at least one but I was given 3 companies to go instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SdzO8iuxzxI/AAAAAAAAA8A/H-Cpha62Wk8/s1600-h/AprilFools.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SdzO8iuxzxI/AAAAAAAAA8A/H-Cpha62Wk8/s200/AprilFools.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322356399155564306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't fooled that day., I was so blessed! and happy!!!&lt;br /&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/34559834-2546341090866872147?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/2546341090866872147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=2546341090866872147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2546341090866872147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2546341090866872147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/04/post-april-fools-day-post.html' title='Post April Fool&apos;s day Post'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SdzO8iuxzxI/AAAAAAAAA8A/H-Cpha62Wk8/s72-c/AprilFools.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-790938032775495071</id><published>2009-03-24T09:38:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T16:02:18.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ala's First Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We celebrated today my son's first month of being born. I still can't imagine how days passed by so  fast. There have been many changes with regards to my son - Ala. He's now bigger and heavier. He now consumes 3oz of milk every 2hours. His navel has been off already and he had his first manicure but not pedicure yet cuz I'm afraid to cut his toenails. He likes to be outside the house to look at the bright sky though he can't really see yet. He now smiles more often compared to his first week. Nevertheless, he really is starting to grow, and yeah he's growing really fast so I am enjoying every single day spent with him. Sometimes I get annoyed when Ala cries during late nights. You know, the time when you're really sleepy and tired then suddenly he'll cry just to catch your attention so you'll feed him milk. That is the hard part. But then I know that its part of having a baby and Ala should not be blamed for that. He's just a baby and I'm just being "praning" to be mad at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a bit sad though that we spend this occasion here in Pasig. Hmm., okay I am happy, but I prefer if I'm with my family in Cavite, after all they are the one who's with me during delivery. Anyhow, my in law has been really good that she cooked yummy foods for my son (Thanks Nanay). Aunt Flocer together with her daughter in law-Che(with her baby girl) were Ala's visitors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a nice day of chit chat and baby comparison. Oh, cuz Ala had 2 baby visitors, both cousins and girls. So if you can imagine the "nanays" (us) talking about medicines, milk and all  other baby stuffs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm glad Ala's the first baby boy born in Tabenas clan. That's a thing yenoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See how happy my son is during his first month celebration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sc8qrvVyKRI/AAAAAAAAA7w/Z3wGDZ9HStQ/s1600-h/DVC00194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sc8qrvVyKRI/AAAAAAAAA7w/Z3wGDZ9HStQ/s200/DVC00194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318516615878420754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all gums shown, lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/34559834-790938032775495071?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/790938032775495071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=790938032775495071' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/790938032775495071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/790938032775495071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/03/alas-first-month.html' title='Ala&apos;s First Month'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sc8qrvVyKRI/AAAAAAAAA7w/Z3wGDZ9HStQ/s72-c/DVC00194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-4634082482630056119</id><published>2009-03-11T21:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:32:04.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHat ALa wants</title><content type='html'>Two weeks being on earth,  Ala already likes to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sleep&lt;br /&gt;- drink a lot of milk&lt;br /&gt;- go outside to see the bright sky&lt;br /&gt;- pee &amp;amp; poo a lot!&lt;br /&gt;- smile while sleeping&lt;br /&gt;- snore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just obsessed in watching over him.. simple joys of being a mom, yenoe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-4634082482630056119?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/4634082482630056119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=4634082482630056119' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/4634082482630056119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/4634082482630056119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-ala-wants.html' title='WHat ALa wants'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-8891340418567675731</id><published>2009-03-08T15:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T21:41:09.504+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silicon nipples'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kat Macasinag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breastfeeding'/><title type='text'>Thanks Kat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sbe_MBKPFII/AAAAAAAAA7o/6VG8xqI86oo/s1600-h/IMGP6497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 185px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sbe_MBKPFII/AAAAAAAAA7o/6VG8xqI86oo/s200/IMGP6497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311924498697491586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received my very first gift after giving birth from a very sweet friend - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Kat&lt;/span&gt;. I got pair of silicon nipples/nipple shield that I needed badly cuz I'm having difficulties in nursing my son.. I tried them on awhile ago and it really worked! I'm so happy that I can now breastfeed Ala, knowing that mother's milk are more nutritious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, for others who doesn't know the use of silicon nipples, it is usually used by women who have inverted nipples that is, a problem for women who wants to breastfeed their child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My big thanks to Kat Macasinag :) xoxo&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/34559834-8891340418567675731?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/8891340418567675731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=8891340418567675731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/8891340418567675731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/8891340418567675731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/03/thanks-kat.html' title='Thanks Kat'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/Sbe_MBKPFII/AAAAAAAAA7o/6VG8xqI86oo/s72-c/IMGP6497.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-2650909780604852971</id><published>2009-03-07T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T23:15:40.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quagi antenna'/><title type='text'>GUEST</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have been really busy the past days being a new mommy but I make it a point to update my blog and read my followers/guests' comments somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this guest that left a message on my message board (at the right side of my blog) asking for help about the quagi antenna design. I understand what you go thru folk, but how am I suppose to help you if you forgot to put your name and email add?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you drop by again my page, READ: Kindly type in your name and email add at the box provided in my message box corner, so that I can share something about your project, ok?&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/34559834-2650909780604852971?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/2650909780604852971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=2650909780604852971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2650909780604852971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2650909780604852971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/03/guest.html' title='GUEST'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-3009237301323680908</id><published>2009-03-07T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T23:06:11.042+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eraserheads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the reunion concert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eheads'/><title type='text'>Jealous</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SbKKJrdHAwI/AAAAAAAAA7g/Ly11G-kQhOk/s1600-h/eheads.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SbKKJrdHAwI/AAAAAAAAA7g/Ly11G-kQhOk/s200/eheads.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310458809511510786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am super Jealous., because hammy's watching tonight the Eraserheads' Reunion Concert at the Mall of Asia Concert Grounds.. damn! I really am dying to be there, but yenoe I can't because it was just a week since I gave birth. I prayed for the repeat of the concert and God answered my prayer apparently I am not able to watch again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just pray for the concert to be aired after..&lt;br /&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/34559834-3009237301323680908?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/3009237301323680908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/3009237301323680908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/03/jealous.html' title='Jealous'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SbKKJrdHAwI/AAAAAAAAA7g/Ly11G-kQhOk/s72-c/eheads.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-4708706219457537377</id><published>2009-03-06T14:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T15:07:48.763+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cocker Spaniel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goodbye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bull'/><title type='text'>Farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;just now.,  our cocker spaniel dog named bull, died. he suffered from an unknown disease that made him weak for a week. God knows what's best for him, maybe. at least he won't suffer anymore. i'll definitely miss him. words aren't enough to express my family's love for him. be happy in God's arms Bull.. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SbDJDxex2iI/AAAAAAAAA6o/pRTtc9fefaI/s1600-h/IMGP6025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SbDJDxex2iI/AAAAAAAAA6o/pRTtc9fefaI/s200/IMGP6025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309965027329038882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and oh, kasabay nia namatay today si Francis Magalona..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/34559834-4708706219457537377?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/4708706219457537377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=4708706219457537377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/4708706219457537377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/4708706219457537377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/03/farewell.html' title='Farewell'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SbDJDxex2iI/AAAAAAAAA6o/pRTtc9fefaI/s72-c/IMGP6025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-6032075694706591777</id><published>2009-03-01T21:17:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T18:01:43.794+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chele yarza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tambay ni lola'/><title type='text'>Dalaw</title><content type='html'>my son's first dalaw from friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SbIx6mxiMII/AAAAAAAAA6w/TXKJxG14Gxc/s1600-h/IMGP6361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SbIx6mxiMII/AAAAAAAAA6w/TXKJxG14Gxc/s200/IMGP6361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310361793533718658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ala with tito ike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SbIzqRJkoqI/AAAAAAAAA64/HGI3euXfrhs/s1600-h/IMGP6362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SbIzqRJkoqI/AAAAAAAAA64/HGI3euXfrhs/s200/IMGP6362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310363711874310818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with tito dondi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SbJBopSoKhI/AAAAAAAAA7A/93WnoK9-mEg/s1600-h/IMGP6364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SbJBopSoKhI/AAAAAAAAA7A/93WnoK9-mEg/s200/IMGP6364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310379077157792274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with tito sol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SbJCe0rPULI/AAAAAAAAA7I/bsF0GH_vHNI/s1600-h/IMGP6367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SbJCe0rPULI/AAAAAAAAA7I/bsF0GH_vHNI/s200/IMGP6367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310380007926747314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my boys, heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SbJDqu7lMuI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/y9tnhhO2VRI/s1600-h/IMGP6372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SbJDqu7lMuI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/y9tnhhO2VRI/s200/IMGP6372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310381312054735586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ala with tita kat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SbJEcczMaOI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/lFJf3PmHnzE/s1600-h/IMGP6375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SbJEcczMaOI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/lFJf3PmHnzE/s200/IMGP6375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310382166181177570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with tita Alice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a great feeling for me to be visited by my friends, knowing that I'm hours away from Manila. I know that though y son can't understand at the moment, he will surely appreciate it as he grows older. Thank you thank you friendships!!!&lt;br /&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/34559834-6032075694706591777?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/6032075694706591777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=6032075694706591777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/6032075694706591777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/6032075694706591777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/03/dalaw.html' title='Dalaw'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SbIx6mxiMII/AAAAAAAAA6w/TXKJxG14Gxc/s72-c/IMGP6361.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-310300368241536917</id><published>2009-02-26T20:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T01:50:34.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of a Kind Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;February 24, 2009 - Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave birth to my first born named Ala Kalae Yarza Tabenas, a bouncing baby boy with a weight of 7.5 lbs, he was big opposed to what my OB was expecting. I still can remember the whole experience. It was about 12 in the midnight when my lower back starts aching, I thought it was just the same pain I'm experiencing normally due to my big tummy. But the pain didn't subside, good thing that Mama was sleeping beside me that time. I was hesitant to wake her up at first, but finally gave in when I can't tolerate the pain no more. She decided to phone the midwife first cuz we were still thinking that what I was feeling might be a false sign like the previous I have had. We went to the clinic at 2am. I was surprise to hear that I was actually labouring that time and about to deliver after a few more hours.  The pain was terrible, that I was actually scratching my nails on the wall and my toes on the floor. My lower back was too painful that I can't sit neither lie down on the bed. Hours passed with that scenario, until 5:40 in the morning, I finally gave birth. I became emotional when I hear my baby cry. Tears fell in my eyes., though I was too groggy because of the medicines injected and add up the tiredness.  The only thing that came  up to me was to make sure if my baby's a boy, though tired and sleepy, i didn't hesitate to look at my baby while he was being carried by the nurse to be cleaned and there I saw and proved that my ultra sound result was correct. After that I fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember before, I was always asking other moms, mama and ate about the feeling of giving birth, about the pain and so many questions. All of them shared their experiences with me, so that I'll have a hint somehow. But yenoe? It was all different when you are the actual person that is experiencing it. The pain was unexplainable but not to the point that you'll cry, tolerable somehow.  It was a great feeling for a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now, as I look to my son, I still can't believe that he is from my body, that he's the one that was use to be inside my tummy, kicking and moving, like a little monster, consuming whatever food I take. Now he will grow as days will pass by. I can now feel him,  kiss him, and cuddle. I am now a certified mom that will try to do everything just to be the best mommy for him. Time flies really fast. As for the moment, I will be contented to watch him smile while sleeping...&lt;br /&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/34559834-310300368241536917?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/310300368241536917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=310300368241536917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/310300368241536917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/310300368241536917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-of-kind-experience.html' title='One of a Kind Experience'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-3381596850997001313</id><published>2009-02-14T09:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T09:40:26.606+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Happy Heart's Day</title><content type='html'>It has been awhile since my last post. I have been too lazy to blog even though i have the chance to go online.  I am now on my 9th month, just waiting for the right day to hatch my little boy, lol. Sometimes I get tired of waiting because I have no idea what kind of pain I'll encounter by the time I'm going to deliver. I have no choice but to face it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. It's heart's day once again. Hammy and I have no plans for the day but to see each other. God has been good to us that yesterday (feb 13th), hammy got a new job and signed his new contract. That alone is a wonderful gift for the two of us. He started today at 1am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiny's celebrating her birthday today too. I wanna go with them at ecopark, but I'm not allowed to travel nomore. Last week, they went to Puerto Galera, I was too jealous cuz i wanted to go with them. But yenoe, I cant sacrifice my situation. Bawi na lang next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that my post today's really nonsense, has got no direction. i dunno. I just feel weird today. Imma edit this later..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-3381596850997001313?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/3381596850997001313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=3381596850997001313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/3381596850997001313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/3381596850997001313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-hearts-day.html' title='Happy Heart&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-3039678362043824342</id><published>2009-01-01T18:38:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T10:03:17.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcoming 2009 &amp; a Glimpse of 2008</title><content type='html'>2008 came to end and here we are facing the new year surely with good hope, good vibes and leaving all the negatives behind.&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back the past year here were the happenings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January:&lt;br /&gt;Island Cove, Cavite&lt;br /&gt;I was with closest friends here. We attended Kathy &amp;amp; Jason's wedding. It was a great thing to see a friend tying the knot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SV7rLepECoI/AAAAAAAAA4M/jGQMumMgmXg/s1600-h/kathyswedding18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SV7rLepECoI/AAAAAAAAA4M/jGQMumMgmXg/s200/kathyswedding18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286921595015924354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;February:&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I donated blood for Red Cross Foundation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March:&lt;br /&gt;Jade Valley, Timog&lt;br /&gt;2nd wedding to attend for the year - Alice &amp;amp; Dondi's nuptial.  I was so glad that time cuz I discovered a cool place that serves beer in tall glasses. beer yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SV7s9CmqVXI/AAAAAAAAA4U/eigfMGpL6ps/s1600-h/2wbx1kz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SV7s9CmqVXI/AAAAAAAAA4U/eigfMGpL6ps/s200/2wbx1kz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286923545994745202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;April:&lt;br /&gt;I totally went gaga watching korean drama - Lovers. I was also left home alone cuz Ma and my siblings went to Vn for summer vacay while my niece &amp;amp; nephew left for Cambodia to stay there with their Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SV7vU_53fgI/AAAAAAAAA4c/E-SoiF7G1tE/s1600-h/oaqjyg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 164px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SV7vU_53fgI/AAAAAAAAA4c/E-SoiF7G1tE/s200/oaqjyg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286926156610108930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May:&lt;br /&gt;Majayjay Falls, Laguna&lt;br /&gt;A sumer ender get away with my classmates and Prof. It was my first time to be in Majayjay, I remember the cold water that falls that I wasn't able to enjoy swimming. I was bitten by a leech too! so memorable!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SV7wIThw2KI/AAAAAAAAA4k/fhyJdG1EFRQ/s1600-h/b7az5y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SV7wIThw2KI/AAAAAAAAA4k/fhyJdG1EFRQ/s200/b7az5y.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286927038051047586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;June:&lt;br /&gt;The month I found out I was pregnant. I was a month on the go but still decided to continue school. I once thought of aborting the baby but ended up doing the right thing, and it was to give life to the innocent little me inside my tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SV7yikpcHPI/AAAAAAAAA4s/Hakr3LJJXi0/s1600-h/pregnancy_test2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SV7yikpcHPI/AAAAAAAAA4s/Hakr3LJJXi0/s200/pregnancy_test2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286929688346500338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;July:&lt;br /&gt;My newest niece (Aiken) was born this month. It was a confusion at first because we were expecting a baby boy as it was what the ultra sound resulted. But of course regardless of the gender, we are all happy to see her healthy and look how big she is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SV7zhXCu29I/AAAAAAAAA40/uBINBGKYq9w/s1600-h/DSC_9255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SV7zhXCu29I/AAAAAAAAA40/uBINBGKYq9w/s200/DSC_9255.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286930767026248658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;August:&lt;br /&gt;The month for " One world, One headshot Campaign" a project by Niccolo Cosme. I wasn't able to participate but my sister got the chance to be a model at least for a day. Cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SV71FCiQ4pI/AAAAAAAAA5E/JNonriQKjCA/s1600-h/joyceira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SV71FCiQ4pI/AAAAAAAAA5E/JNonriQKjCA/s200/joyceira.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286932479508275858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;September:&lt;br /&gt;Our dog family got bigger because 3 were added, all from Vietnam. They were Bruno (a pug), Ewok and Asia (both Pekingese).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SV724L-_RWI/AAAAAAAAA5M/FvWoJbTe58g/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 101px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SV724L-_RWI/AAAAAAAAA5M/FvWoJbTe58g/s200/page.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286934457729631586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October:&lt;br /&gt;My month, of course! I celebrated my 23rd birthday :) It was also my 5th month period of pregnancy. The month where my baby started to kick and move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SV75Hu8NteI/AAAAAAAAA5k/wTGj65OrQ3c/s1600-h/pregnant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SV75Hu8NteI/AAAAAAAAA5k/wTGj65OrQ3c/s200/pregnant.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286936923834529250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;November:&lt;br /&gt;2nd semester started and because of my growing tummy, I decided to stay in my bf's place in Pasig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December:&lt;br /&gt;The month I learned about my baby's gender. The first time to see him as well, unexplainable feeling to see him move while the sonologist was takin a good shot of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SV76nixTxhI/AAAAAAAAA5s/U35a2Kk9-xo/s1600-h/Image2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SV76nixTxhI/AAAAAAAAA5s/U35a2Kk9-xo/s200/Image2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286938569835005458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I celebrated Christmas with my family. Ate is the only missing in this family pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SV77P_puD_I/AAAAAAAAA50/331_Xb_4bFc/s1600-h/IMGP6032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SV77P_puD_I/AAAAAAAAA50/331_Xb_4bFc/s200/IMGP6032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286939264782569458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;January 2009:&lt;br /&gt;My first time to celebrate new year's eve with hammy. Our family went to Lagayas' place to welcome 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SV78x_l2ocI/AAAAAAAAA58/6V8pqoWmRgw/s1600-h/IMGP6116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SV78x_l2ocI/AAAAAAAAA58/6V8pqoWmRgw/s200/IMGP6116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286940948393533890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 has ben a great year. Full of lessons learned and woderful moments to remember. I Thank God for all the blessings. I look forward for a blessed and more fruitful year. Happy new year to all of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/34559834-3039678362043824342?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/3039678362043824342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=3039678362043824342' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/3039678362043824342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/3039678362043824342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcoming-2009-glimpse-of-2008.html' title='Welcoming 2009 &amp; a Glimpse of 2008'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SV7rLepECoI/AAAAAAAAA4M/jGQMumMgmXg/s72-c/kathyswedding18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-662435430717320366</id><published>2008-12-17T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T10:17:52.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realization</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was browsing my multiply site and saw my old pictures and realized how "payat" I was before.  I am thinking if I'm able to have that figure again after delivery. I know, it'll be quite difficult, specially on my age, most of my girl friends are gettin' fatter these days even though they're still single. What more for me that will soon have a baby, tsk! I am such a bloated creature. Few stretch marks are starting to show on the lower part of my tummy. I am scared to death that they will continue to emerge. I'm not that rich naman to get Belo's treatment and i assume that it's not that practical, imma buy first my baby's milk, ayt?&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/34559834-662435430717320366?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/662435430717320366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=662435430717320366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/662435430717320366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/662435430717320366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/12/realization.html' title='Realization'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-2233692416106715355</id><published>2008-12-12T21:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:34:28.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ultrasound'/><title type='text'>I'm having a BOY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SUJljweYAFI/AAAAAAAAA0A/FUBueJU7s34/s1600-h/Image2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SUJljweYAFI/AAAAAAAAA0A/FUBueJU7s34/s200/Image2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278893378213773394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my first ultra sound this afternoon with hammy. We were both excited to see our baby for the first time. The little me kept on moving while the Sonologist was trying to find a clearer position of him. It was quite difficult to see his gender and face at first. But in the end, we were able to see it. According to the Sonologist, we're going to have a baby boy. I hope that she didn't have any mistakes in interpreting the images, cuz we really want a boy for our first born.. But whatever changes might occur will be okay, as long as my baby will be healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling during the time that I saw my baby's images was unexplainable. Another joy of being a soon to be mom... Overjoyed!&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/34559834-2233692416106715355?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/2233692416106715355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=2233692416106715355' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2233692416106715355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2233692416106715355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-having-boy.html' title='I&apos;m having a BOY!'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SUJljweYAFI/AAAAAAAAA0A/FUBueJU7s34/s72-c/Image2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-592224251012408798</id><published>2008-11-29T13:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T13:35:15.230+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Give aways'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Choco Crinkles'/><title type='text'>Christmas Chocolatey Treat</title><content type='html'>Christmas season is coming near, people starts to buy gifts for their "inaanaks" and loved ones so they'll not end up cramming. But still, most of the time, people get tired of the usual stuffs they give/receive on holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired of thinking what to give??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not give a crinkle treat? A not-so-expensive give away for all ages and genders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/jqkrye.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A yummy treat that everybody will surely love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna Order??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;just call : (046) 504 0319&lt;br /&gt;or SMS me at : +63922 615 8983.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Christmas Inspired Container = 20 pcs Choco Crinkles = Php 40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place your order now...&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/34559834-592224251012408798?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/592224251012408798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=592224251012408798' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/592224251012408798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/592224251012408798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/11/christmas-chocolatey-treat.html' title='Christmas Chocolatey Treat'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.tinypic.com/jqkrye_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-2682220506765005955</id><published>2008-11-17T18:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:58:30.475+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby wishlist'/><title type='text'>Chele's Baby Wishlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As you all know, I am on my 6th month pregnancy stage - the beginning of the last trimester. It's getting nearer for the li'l me to see the world outside my womb. I am more of excited than scared compared before. I think I can handle the delivery (cross fingers). Come Saturday and I'll be seeing the first glance of my baby in ultrasound, I hope to see the baby's gender so I can decide for his name. Moving on.. I am thinking whether to have a baby shower or not. You know, it's not very common in the Philippines to have such. But most of my friends tells me to have one. What do you think??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not used of having a wish list, but now I'm so gonna take this opportunity to write down the first ever in my blogging history!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;My baby wishlist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/itchie/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;●         Baby carrier or baby sling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;● Baby organizer (its made of cloth or plastic and you can hang it on the crib, you can put the powder, the diapers, towels and all the baby stuff, so in the middle of the night you don’t have to be looking for stuff)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;●         &lt;del&gt;long sleeves side ties (buttons)&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;●         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;del&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;short sleeves side ties (buttons)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/del&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;●         sweater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;●         bibs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;●         burping cloth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;●         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;del&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;booties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;●         socks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;●         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;del&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;mittens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;●         bonnets or caps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;●         diaper bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;●         receiving blankets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;●         hooded bath towels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;●         baby bath robe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;●         toys (crib mobile, rattle, teether, squeeze toy, musical toys)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;●         baby photo album&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;●         baby book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;●         pacifiers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;●         grooming kit (blunt baby nail scissors, brush, comb)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;●         baby blankets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;●         snap-front jumpsuits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;●         bodysuits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;●         baby kikay kit (lotion, oil, powder, baby soap, cologne, shampoo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;●         diaper clips/pins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;●         crib bumpers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;●         baby comforters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;●         musical cd’s or vcd’s for babies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that'll be all. Simple things that surely my baby will need yet not so expensive for my friends to buy, heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one last thing.. Could you help me out in planning my baby shower?? that'll be a great help. I'll be waiting..&lt;br /&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/34559834-2682220506765005955?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/2682220506765005955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=2682220506765005955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2682220506765005955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2682220506765005955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/11/cheles-baby-wishlist.html' title='Chele&apos;s Baby Wishlist'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-1548167528620092777</id><published>2008-11-16T08:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T09:18:19.096+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school happenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pekingese puppies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Latest Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My new home:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got home from a one week stay in Pasig. Classes started last week but it was just last Monday that I attended, and because of my preggy situation, I'll be needing to stay in Pasig, where travel time is a lot more shorter, plus the ride to school is way more comfortable than in Cavite. I am actually getting used of staying in hammy's, I can now even go home by myself. Yeah I call it now as my second home. I enjoy late night chikka with hammy's lola. I wasn't able to see nanay (hammy's mom) because she stays in her workplace the whole week and goes back home on Saturdays which is the day I'm heading back to my original home. It's kind of sad, but I won't exchange the opportunity of getting home, you know, I also miss my original Mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;School happening:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited the whole week for a good schedule to open, so I can add the subjects I need to take, sadly, the school didn't go on my way and didn't open new schedules! That means I won't be able to grad this March neither summer cuz those subjects are just open during regular sem meaning I can only take them on the first sem next year!!! That made me cry for nights. I am so upset. I am supposed to withdraw my enrollment but since it's already second week of regular classes, the accounting section will deduct 20% of my tuition fee, and that's 4k! In that case hammy and I decided for me to continue despite of having lesser loads. Everybody's expecting that I'm gonna finish school this march. So if you can just imagine how many people are upset because of what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Good news:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa allowed me to bring with me in Pasig the two of my most fave dogs - Ewok and Bruno. I'll bring them one at a time. I'm still thinking who to bring first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Announcement:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am selling two cute female pekingese puppies. They are both 2 months old. Gonna post their pic later. If you're interested just pm me.&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/34559834-1548167528620092777?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/1548167528620092777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=1548167528620092777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/1548167528620092777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/1548167528620092777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/11/latest-updates.html' title='Latest Updates'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-3809224862351029704</id><published>2008-11-01T15:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T15:02:42.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bruno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet'/><title type='text'>My beloved</title><content type='html'>the dog that i so so love &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/2yki8w7.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/of8ym0.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/2chn9xl.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;lovely, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/34559834-3809224862351029704?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/3809224862351029704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=3809224862351029704' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/3809224862351029704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/3809224862351029704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-beloved.html' title='My beloved'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i36.tinypic.com/2yki8w7_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-2138355350814721781</id><published>2008-11-01T14:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T15:06:46.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='past time'/><title type='text'>Cookies Cookies</title><content type='html'>wanna know what keeps me busy the past days that i got no time to blog anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/hvv2nb.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you see the pic right. I've been busy baking cookies lately. It doesn't tire me much so it's ok tho sometimes papa asks me to bake for more cuz he liked eating cookie while drinking coffee. And I give them also to my little cousins whenever they go to our house &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/dcq0r6.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want my recipe??&lt;br /&gt;just pm me &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/ra6osg.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-2138355350814721781?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/2138355350814721781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=2138355350814721781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2138355350814721781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2138355350814721781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/11/cookies-cookies.html' title='Cookies Cookies'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i37.tinypic.com/hvv2nb_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-1445536941847541461</id><published>2008-10-26T23:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T23:43:43.942+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='body changes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat'/><title type='text'>On my FAttEST stage</title><content type='html'>On my fattest stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second trimester of my pregnancy period and I can totally say that I already gained the heaviest weight of my entire life. 57.3 kgs, my last weight reading, whew! Imagine how much I gained from 42 kgs before pregnancy, hilarious! i can see a pig now whenever I look in the mirror. Sometimes, I tell myself that I am still the same weight, you know, it’s not that I’m fooling myself but that’s what I really feel. But whenever I look on my pictures and on the mirror, damn! I can see a whole different ME. That’s why if you’ll notice, I seldom post new pics here or in friendster cuz I’m not happy to look ugly and fat! Everyone notices that I am uglier, I’m not blooming, and some commented that maybe I’ll be having a baby boy, but since gender can not be seen yet in ultrasound it is still early to tell. The thing is I can’t control myself whenever I eat. I am not so “matakaw”¸ I guess I just doubled my normal meal before pregnancy (well since I already have someone inside my tummy), I don’t wanna hunger myself, I satisfy my cravings so the little me will be happy. Hammy lets me eat loads of food but sometimes, he himself is surprise whenever he sees me binge eating. Ate told me not to gain much of weight cuz I’ll be the one to suffer after giving birth. I hope it won’t be a problem for me to lose weight after pregnancy. Anyway, I already start doing prenatal yoga, and can say that it helped me a lot. You know the feeling when you are gaining weight, you find it difficult to move your arms and legs, you feel tired easily, and your muscles are like stacked up forever? That exactly happened to me now. So it kind of hard specially for a noob like me to do yoga, knowing that it really does lotsa stretches.. hard work, for real! Anyhow I don’t think much of it being difficult, cuz I enjoy doing the positions, eventually I’ll get use of doing it, eh? Another thing that scares me is having stretch marks on my tummy after giving birth. I know, that’ll be normal, cuz the tummy gets bigger, but still I don’t wanna have them. It really bothers me. Though I apply lotion every now and then I still am not sure if it’ll lessen the percentage of having stretch marks. I just don’t wanna be “panget” and “losyang” just because I’m having my baby. Not at all cuz I am still young, and maybe even if I’m old I still not want to be looking old! &lt;br /&gt;Well, these are the things that I’m experiencing. Even so, happiness is the most emotion I have despite of the negative changes happening to me physically. It’s such a nice feeling to feel the li’l me kicking inside my tummy or doing a somewhat circular movements like having butterflies in the stomach, lol! Though sometimes it is painful, it is still tolerable knowing that my baby’s okay…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-1445536941847541461?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/1445536941847541461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=1445536941847541461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/1445536941847541461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/1445536941847541461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/10/on-my-fattest-stage.html' title='On my FAttEST stage'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-574698410990314783</id><published>2008-10-16T14:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T14:58:35.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beinte Tres</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/2yyxbgw.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I celebrated my 23rd birthday yesterday (Oct 15th) with family. The feeling of being 23? hmm., I feel old, really. Seem like I knew a lot in life, but yet there are still a lot to learn. In 23 years of my life, I had received countless blessings from God, and yes He continues to give me more and more each day. Life isn't easy, and at this point, I am on my life's crisis I guess. But hammy and I learns to deal with the trials we are encountering everyday. My family never stop supporting me no matter what. Even my Ate, who keeps on remembering to give me things that I need for my pregnancy. I am so thankful. Also to my friends who greeted me, who remembered my day, even those who really are not close to me (personally) biggie thanks. All the gifts and greetings were all appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another year add up my to my life, yeah I'm in the middle of feeling young and old at the same time. I hope I'll be more mature in decision making and way of thinking..&lt;br /&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/34559834-574698410990314783?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/574698410990314783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=574698410990314783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/574698410990314783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/574698410990314783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/10/beinte-tres.html' title='Beinte Tres'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i37.tinypic.com/2yyxbgw_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-7519000594822086398</id><published>2008-09-28T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T20:38:54.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imported</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After a long time of wanting to own a pug, finally i have one in my arms to cuddle! Yeah yeah, Papa's pug named Bruno just came to Pinas from Vietnam together with two pekingese named Asia and Ewok. Actually, it is a long process, documentations, permit, certificates and hell the price is definitely expensive! gawd! customs pa lang patay ka na! and yes it will eat a lot of time too. But seeing our dogs at the Philippine Airlines Cargo last Thursday gave me a big relief. By now, I am already with Bruno, hehe. Since the day they arrived, he never got tired to follow me wherever I go, even to the toilet. I so love our new dogs now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/11t4xp0.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bruno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/25jhvub.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Asia has no pic yet cos she just gave birth to 3 cute li'l puppies, in fairness kinaya nia mag-normal despite her size! i really thought CS n cya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/34559834-7519000594822086398?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/7519000594822086398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=7519000594822086398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/7519000594822086398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/7519000594822086398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/09/imported.html' title='Imported'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.tinypic.com/11t4xp0_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-8532052458617735954</id><published>2008-09-22T16:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T20:24:59.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POSiTiVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple word that exactly explains the way I am feeling the past days up to the moment I am writing this down. To answer all the questions why I am hiding on "being lazy" to post something that is happening about myself, now I am so gonna write down everything I can think of to cope with my "pagkukulang". Bear with me cos surely, this is going to be a long entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been 4 months since I learned that I am &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;pregnant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;. I was continuously sick for certain weeks, add the fact that I knew to myself that I am delayed. I did a pregnancy test, and somehow I was expecting it to be positive. Few minutes after, I saw the result of my test, and boy, it was positive. I was with bf that time. I wasn't shock no more as I saw the result, but I was nervous. In an instant, my heart was filled of mixed emotions. I was thinking of what to do after. Am I going to tell my parents? siblings? or friends? Can I handle the situation? Or should I get an abortion? Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, bf and I decided to abort the baby. Though it was really my decision that my bf can do nothing about. I was eager to abort the baby, I don't wanna lose my career now I'm on its peak. I don't wanna lose my parents' trust. And I know, I am not ready yet to be a mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days passed, but we never did the first plan. Both of us were afraid. Not only the fact that I'll lose my baby, but the big factor that I'll risk my health and we are going to commit a big mistake. So we decided to have another plan. This time, we agreed to face the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was bf's family who got informed about our situation first. His mom was so understanding, and gave us support all through out. One problem has been solved yet a lot more to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued to live my life as if I'm not pregnant. I didn't tell anyone, even friends. Until after another month that I decided to tell my closest buddy - Tiny. I remember telling her that I still wanna abort the baby and she stopped me. She gave me proper advices that lead me to proper thinking too. I am so thankful. She even offer to live with me in our house just to be with me and help me do chores whenever I'll find difficulties in doing them. Such a good friend, isn't she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another month passed, and my tummy got bigger. Some noticed that I'm being fat, some teased me that I look like pregnant, if only they knew, i told myself.  So I told my closest friends about the news, and as expected all of them were happy and worried too. All of them took extra care of me, specially in school, most of them treat me meriendas. They all feed me with good foods. heheh. I can say that my friends were all worried and always worried even up to now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until this month, my 4th pregnancy month. I knew that I can't hide my tummy any longer, it'll be visible anytime soon, and people will surely notice. I first told my siblings at home, and they both understand. Then, i told Ate. She never got angry with me. She just congratulated me and asked for the things I'll need so she can provide. I am so touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that Ate would tell our parents without my consent. But yeah, she is "madaldal" that she can't wait but to tell Ma &amp;amp; Pa. I was surprised when I chatted with Pa for he congratulates me, I asked why though I was having some hint. He told me that he already knew. That time, tears fell from eyes. I can't stop it. I am ashamed to my parents, I knew I did a big mistake. But my parents never got angry, instead they gave me lots of good advices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up to now, I am on cloud nine. Those reasons are enough to make me happy, and not to worry much about what's going to happen. Yes, I am afraid to give birth on February, I will never get ready on giving birth (i guess). I don't know If I can endure the pain if that moment comes. But surely, lots will pray for me. And for that I am thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/34559834-8532052458617735954?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/8532052458617735954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=8532052458617735954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/8532052458617735954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/8532052458617735954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/09/positive.html' title='POSiTiVE'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-6611793240368712859</id><published>2008-09-17T10:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T10:55:53.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a night to remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally, I had the chance to go out and see friends last Saturday (hurray!). It was Ike's birthday held at Alley,  somewhere near Metrowalk. Kat had it reserved days before the birthday, to make sure that no one will bother, lol! The night was filled with kwento, and to sum it up, it was really fun! I didn't drink anything more than iced tea tho. I was happy to see Tiny for she has been busy with work recently. Add Alvin Tabao too who has been to SG for vacay with gf. Beer and food were both overflowing, and all of us were happy. Indeed a nice get-together that we really missed doing in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end my post, here's some pics to share..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://elehcear.multiply.com/photos/album/91/Ikes_Birthday#2"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.elehcear.multiply.com/image/3/photos/91/500x500/2/P9130002.JPG?et=Zx7IHhgiaaznxOdYOOIZdg&amp;amp;nmid=115794640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the birthday boi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://elehcear.multiply.com/photos/album/91/Ikes_Birthday#9"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.elehcear.multiply.com/image/3/photos/91/500x500/9/P9130009.JPG?et=JxNpg8xZ6ySMYE3Zqdpzkg&amp;amp;nmid=115794640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the original&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://elehcear.multiply.com/photos/album/91/Ikes_Birthday#31"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.elehcear.multiply.com/image/4/photos/91/500x500/31/P9140032.JPG?et=5KIoYgJO3ebzuM4k74tq1A&amp;amp;nmid=115794640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posers, hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://elehcear.multiply.com/photos/album/91/Ikes_Birthday#28"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.elehcear.multiply.com/image/4/photos/91/500x500/28/P9140029.JPG?et=1Lf3BIf4yrwZ4qc9LswlZA&amp;amp;nmid=115794640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my best buddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://elehcear.multiply.com/photos/album/91/Ikes_Birthday#27"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.elehcear.multiply.com/image/5/photos/91/500x500/27/P9140028.JPG?et=nX%2B9cPVLyPw6Kk0wldvK0A&amp;amp;nmid=115794640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ike + tiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://elehcear.multiply.com/photos/album/91/Ikes_Birthday#36"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.elehcear.multiply.com/image/4/photos/91/500x500/36/P9140037.JPG?et=MF5SJwvqvLZUiHXKpYneiQ&amp;amp;nmid=115794640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gurls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://elehcear.multiply.com/photos/album/91/Ikes_Birthday#60"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.elehcear.multiply.com/image/3/photos/91/500x500/60/P9140063.JPG?et=TxYd7yKgQEuj0tH0WbF4dw&amp;amp;nmid=115794640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://elehcear.multiply.com/photos/album/91/Ikes_Birthday#20"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.elehcear.multiply.com/image/3/photos/91/500x500/20/P9130021.JPG?et=VBo18Qv5zMtdxUJuMHY6KQ&amp;amp;nmid=115794640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food &amp;amp; beer overflowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/34559834-6611793240368712859?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/6611793240368712859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=6611793240368712859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/6611793240368712859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/6611793240368712859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/09/night-to-remember.html' title='a night to remember'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-4345111200819094831</id><published>2008-09-16T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:28:42.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It happened to me again.. It has been awhile since I last experienced it. A year or so.. I collapsed again. The feeling is quite old, I know it was going to happen. But this time, it wasn't because of hunger strike. It is out of anger. I was so angry to my brother, for not coming home for two days without proper permission. I yelled, I almost hit him with an umbrella. I wanna hit him so hard that he can feel the way I felt when he was not home, when I was so dead worried. I wanna slap his face. I asked him too many questions but none was answered. He remained quiet, crying like an innocent boy. I went to the place where he stayed. Luckily I found there his classmates. I was able to talk to them. Yeah, they are all aware of my bro's problems. I got a lot more angry hearing the words from his classmates, hearing the different version/side of my bro's stories/lies. Damn, I hate it! I was cool, at first. When I suddenly felt my stomach cold. I got dizzy. In an instant, I can not hear the words being said by others, I was looking away, when my eyesight went black. I knew I had my eyes open that time, but I can't see anything. The cold feeling in stomach went down to my legs and feet. I can't move. My hands were both numb. I was managing to stand, then I don't know what happened next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember that someone was trying to give me a glass of water. Then all are unclear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that situation.  I hate how it happens, how it weakens me, I so hate it. Even more, I dislike my brother for now..&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/34559834-4345111200819094831?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/4345111200819094831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=4345111200819094831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/4345111200819094831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/4345111200819094831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-sick.html' title='so sick'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-5087435680552347848</id><published>2008-09-12T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T20:41:37.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unCOOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I haven't composed a decent entry about what's happening with me for the past month. I have been occupied with different things - acads, house chores, counseling my younger brother, etc.. I don't forget to blog hop if time permits, read some nice entries from my friends', sister's and random people whom I don't know personally. And yes, I must admit that I somehow envy them for having time and the right momentum to write. How I wish I can be like them too, only if I'm not always lazy or not in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how am I, really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would always say "I'm okay". But is that for real? hmm.. I don't know really. I know that I have been always busy the past weeks or months, but hey, I can say that I am somewhat used of the situation. Besides, I can do nothing about it. Time will come that all my academic stuffs will be over, soon, i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this semester, I noticed that I don't have a single nightout with friends. So unusual, so not me. I used to watch gigs with Tiny before, or have weekly drinking session with my closest buddies. But for now? I have been out of the scene. I didn't even get the chance to watch Eraserheads' reunion concert. Worst is, I am not also informed of the latest music, videos and movies! Crap. The last time I watched movie in theatre is almost forgotten. Yeah, yeah.. It is all because of me too. I just don't feel like watching movies, that I can't finish to watch the whole movie itself, I usually get tired after 30 mins straight watching. And to add really something unbelievable.. Would you believe that since April, I haven't been drinking any alcoholic beverages? Even my Ma don't believe me when I told her. But yes, that is the truth. So not me, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all those sudden changes, I realized that I miss the happenings, I miss going out with friends, I miss attending gigs, getting tipsy or drunk. I miss the endless kwento with friends. But, though I miss all those things, I am happy. Coz I know, I have been doing the right things recently. I know, I am getting old and needs to focus. I should be tired of having nightlifes. But how about the application of the saying "a day of work without play makes chele a dull girl". heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many changes. And a lot more to come. Bear with me about my post. I don't wanna sound like ma-drama here, yenoe.  Don't worry, I'll try to create a post weekly.&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/34559834-5087435680552347848?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/5087435680552347848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=5087435680552347848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/5087435680552347848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/5087435680552347848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/09/uncool.html' title='unCOOL'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-2613688602173202909</id><published>2008-09-02T18:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T20:08:26.581+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survey'/><title type='text'>idadaan na lang.. sa SURVEY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ln0"&gt;nakakatamad magkwento ng detalyado, pero dahil gusto ko ng bagong post, dinaan ko na lang dito. para maiba naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In one word, explain yesterday.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln0');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln1"&gt;** rainy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln1');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln2"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln2');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln3"&gt;2. Who made u smile today?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln3');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln4"&gt;** madami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln4');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln5"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln5');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln6"&gt;3. What were u doing this morning at 8?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln6');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln7"&gt;** preparing breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln7');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln8"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln8');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln9"&gt;4. What were u doing 2hrs ago?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln9');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln10"&gt;** eating spaghetti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln10');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln11"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln11');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln12"&gt;5. Something that happened to u in oct?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln12');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln13"&gt;** last oct? aside from my birthday, i cant remember anything more special that had happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln13');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln14"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln14');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln15"&gt;6. Last thing someone else said to you?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln15');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln16"&gt;** how do you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln16');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln17"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln17');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln18"&gt;7. 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What are u thinking of right now?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln76');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln77"&gt;** aside from what im gonna answer here, im also thinking of what im goin to cook for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln77');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln78"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln78');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln79"&gt;28. where are you now?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln79');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln80"&gt;** my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln80');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln81"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln81');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln82"&gt;29.currently eating?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln82');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln83"&gt;**bread rolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln83');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln84"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln84');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln85"&gt;30. what are you going to do after&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln85');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln86"&gt;this?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln86');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln87"&gt;** download celphone themes.&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/34559834-2613688602173202909?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/2613688602173202909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=2613688602173202909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2613688602173202909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2613688602173202909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/09/idadaan-na-lang-sa-survey.html' title='idadaan na lang.. sa SURVEY!'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-8116065032782076847</id><published>2008-08-22T20:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T21:04:09.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aiken's First Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/28l8chz.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everyone's invited and I'm not.. err! okay okay, i am invited but can't come, hello, i am miles away to the venue! Surely, this party will be fun. But not the same fun if I'm there, ayt? hahah! I'm just envious, oki? I wish all of us (family members) can come. I wanna see my pamangkins na!!!&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/34559834-8116065032782076847?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/8116065032782076847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=8116065032782076847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/8116065032782076847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/8116065032782076847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/08/aikens-first-month.html' title='Aiken&apos;s First Month'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i37.tinypic.com/28l8chz_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-4354495441774043419</id><published>2008-08-16T15:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T15:44:08.477+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog video'/><title type='text'>No Body Cares</title><content type='html'>Just wanna share a video forwarded by my sister at ym. A must watched video for those who are dog lovers like me.  &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/2mxr604.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; warming and an eye opener too. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;    &lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;    &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;    &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1537893&amp;amp;server=www.vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;    &lt;embed src="http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1537893&amp;amp;server=www.vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Just don't mind the narrator, me too did not understand what he's saying. &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/10ctao2.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-4354495441774043419?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/4354495441774043419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=4354495441774043419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/4354495441774043419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/4354495441774043419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-body-cares.html' title='No Body Cares'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i37.tinypic.com/2mxr604_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-2914106563798447317</id><published>2008-08-10T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T22:08:28.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Proud SiStah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ate has been part of "One World, One Headshot Campaign" in Cambodia. Together with my friend Nhiay, my bro in law Pong, and his brother Nico. The Campaign was actually done first here in Pinas then went out  to some near SouthEast Asian countries like Vietnam and Macau. I wonder what the feeling may be posing in front of the headmaster himself - Nicolo Cosme. Well if you dunno him, start googling up his name, and you'll find out that he's one great photographer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SJ70cH89jPI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/-e_-magoM14/s1600-h/joyceira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SJ70cH89jPI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/-e_-magoM14/s200/joyceira.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232888581059349746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spell Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nhiay's photo turned out pretty too like Ate's but if you'll notice I posted just my sister's pic, shempre for me, she's the prettiest, hahahah! Mind you, she's pregnant when the foto was taken. Still looked sexy, eh? I am jealous here, hmp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link for the Campaign's Site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://headshotclinic.com/the%20project.html/" target="_blank"&gt;Project Headshot Clinic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the Pnom Penh Pics (go see for yourself that my sister's the prettiest):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pbase.com/niccolo/hscpp&amp;amp;page=all/" target="_blank"&gt;Pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/34559834-2914106563798447317?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/2914106563798447317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=2914106563798447317' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2914106563798447317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2914106563798447317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-proud-sistah.html' title='One Proud SiStah'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SJ70cH89jPI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/-e_-magoM14/s72-c/joyceira.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-7179409762304077920</id><published>2008-08-07T20:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T21:51:08.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been wanting to write some update but i always end up deleting my entry because i can't construct words properly. i don't know. lately, i was busy with school (as always). I had my project initial defense today, it was okay. Some adjustments were made by the panelists tho. I'm sure those additions will add for the cost of our project which really isn't a good idea. But, we have no choice bu to follow. I wonder when this school thing will end. I can feel it soon, but don't wanna expect a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept last night at bf's house. It was my first time (after 3 yrs of being together). I had to sleep at his place because it's more accessible to school and the defense today way at 7:30am, so I know you know what my point is. Anyway, we didn't even managed to have a little chat because I was busy revising our docu and reviewing as well. And would you believe that up to my dream, I was still editing the docu, damn! I didn't catch a good sleep, namamahay siguro ako. But still, it's a new experience to be at bf's place. And yeah, thanks to his lola, for preparing breakfast at an early hour. Ang sarap sarap po! Imagine, may kanin at ulam na, may hot pandesal pa! ang sarap ng breakfast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyFull" title="Justify Full" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 13);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I saw Andrea and Aaron (my niece&amp;amp;nephew) last night sa webcam, I miss those kids, but i guess, busy sila mag-play kaya ayaw sa cam ng matagal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yun na muna for now. Need to sleep early to get up early tomorrow. Till next post kids.&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/34559834-7179409762304077920?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/7179409762304077920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=7179409762304077920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/7179409762304077920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/7179409762304077920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/08/lazy-update.html' title='Lazy Update'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-5519659764164877607</id><published>2008-07-26T20:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T20:41:12.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since my newest pamangkin- Aiken, is born from "techy" parents (esp. daddy), she now has her own website! She's not almost a week old yet she already has her own domain, naks talo pa ang tita neneng! And for that she deserves everyone's visit, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just click &lt;a href="http://kyleaiken.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Aiken&lt;/a&gt; to redirect on her page..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit her page, ang killjoy, papatayin.. heheh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-5519659764164877607?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/5519659764164877607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=5519659764164877607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/5519659764164877607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/5519659764164877607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/07/baby-blogger.html' title='Baby Blogger'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-2596155311870588980</id><published>2008-07-24T14:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T14:54:29.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Newest Family Member</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just got informed by Nhiay that Ate gave birth to a baby girl yesterday (July 23)! We are all expecting for a baby boy because that what her ultra sound said. Anyways, whatever the baby's gender, we are all happy that she was able to stand the pain and conquer it. Congrats Congrats to Ate and Nepo!!! I saw the pics and deym, she's really cute! Since there have been a gender change, they are still undecided if they're going to name the baby Aiken Penh, coz it's a baby boy's name originally, anyhow it sounds cool for me still. Besides all of us were used of calling the baby Aiken. So might as well maintain it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a pic to share..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/2duyv0y.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;isn't she lovely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We are all excited to see you baby Aiken, we welcome you with lots of Love Love.. muah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/34559834-2596155311870588980?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/2596155311870588980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=2596155311870588980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2596155311870588980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2596155311870588980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/07/our-newest-family-member.html' title='Our Newest Family Member'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.tinypic.com/2duyv0y_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-8461514811656939016</id><published>2008-07-24T13:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T15:01:01.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEAK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I noticed that I'm getting weaker everyday, despite of eating loads of food. I don't know why. I quit drinking since summer, and I was never tempted to drink even a single bottle. I don't eat junk foods anymore too, I shifted to healthy foods instead. Most of the time I am craving for vegetables and fruits which is really unusual (at least for me who's not much of a veggie eater). But despite of the changes on my diet, I noticed that I get sick easier and it seems that I am getting weaker and weaker as days passes by. It is difficult for me to complete a week (in school) without a day being absent. It isn't cool anymore coz surely it'll affect my grades. I can't do anything about it tho, because it is really hard for me to get off my bed in the morning. After two days of going to school, I'll be absent the third day. That really isn't fun anymore. I know, I have to do something about this. Need to see a doctor, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter kwento, my payperpost entry got paid 3 days ago for $20. It is the first payment for my first entry for payperpost. I haven't got the payment tho because I am still not sure if I can use my Visa debit card in Vietnam or if I'll need to get a visa card here in P.I. Anyhow, I am still asking Pong for help. In that case, I get excited to make a new entry and get paid again. muahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is almost on her due date and will soon deliver her third baby. We are all excited to see Aiken Penh. Well, let us all hope for a safe delivery. We will soon welcome the newest family member! Really can't wait...&lt;br /&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/34559834-8461514811656939016?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/8461514811656939016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=8461514811656939016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/8461514811656939016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/8461514811656939016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/07/weak.html' title='WEAK'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-2757051714722178683</id><published>2008-07-13T14:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T19:17:17.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random things</title><content type='html'>- I want to have a new blog entry, but too lazy to write the details that are happening to me the past days. &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/5md578.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I wanna binge eat, but too picky with the foods i crave. &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/8zfg9f.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I always feel tired even I'm doing simple things. &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/2yuj4ea.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I wanna go to a massage parlor or sauna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  I wanna have a new layout for my site, but still, too lazy to create or even edit one. &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/i6gtqr.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I wanna stay home and don't wanna go to school for awhile. &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/zn6f10.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... figuring out what i wanna do next. &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/63x8ic.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-2757051714722178683?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/2757051714722178683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=2757051714722178683' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2757051714722178683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2757051714722178683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/07/random-things.html' title='random things'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i33.tinypic.com/5md578_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-9053887473279927023</id><published>2008-07-04T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T21:57:02.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on hiatus</title><content type='html'>I'm actually caught in a situation that I can't really tell or write publicly. Confused, I am. I'll take some rest for awhile and will be absent blogging. I'll come back when I have more exciting stories to tell. As of now, I'm fed up with school stuffs e.g. reviews, assignments, etc.. Add the fact that I am always sick lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's it for now. See yah all again when I come back..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-9053887473279927023?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/9053887473279927023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=9053887473279927023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/9053887473279927023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/9053887473279927023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/07/on-hiatus.html' title='on hiatus'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-7103553180772632367</id><published>2008-06-26T19:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:38:01.984+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog washer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='siopao maniac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a day at school'/><title type='text'>Proposed Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was thinking of a good proposal for my thesis long time ago, even before i enrolled the subject, for me to be prepared with expenses and to make sure that i together with my group mates can possibly do the prototype. I came of the idea of proposing a project that will benefit me in the end, and that is to make a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;dog washer&lt;/span&gt;. The concept is same as the dish washer but will wash/bathe dogs instead. I really want to do that, though i know my thesis prof will just laugh at it. So simple she may say. I told my friends about my idea, even them laugh at me. So today came the submission of project proposals, our group was able to submit 3, and all were approved, but then afterwards, we realized that our proposals will cost us much time and will also be very expensive. We wanted to adopt the Bus fare system in Singapore, where passengers will buy/use electronic cards instead of paying for the tickets while on the bus. Sure, we can make it, but for the time given to us, we don't think that we can finish it, such a dreamy project we can say. So we decided to change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other group, which consists my close male friends, have few ideas on what to submit, so they decided to try the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;dog feeder&lt;/span&gt;. Where the dog's food will be dispensed automatically in a programmed time. Not so difficult, we can assume. We are all expecting that our prof will not approve it, but to my surprise, she accepted it, but added more features, and yenoe what feature did she add? the dog washer!!!! gawd! she wanted it to be a complete dog care.. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to have that project, for my dogs.. if only we submitted my idea first, eh? anyhow, its a good thing that the group that'll do my idea is close to me, real close. so i can ask them to give me the prototype after the defense, hahahah! I am even willing to let our dog (gordy) be their first model, heheheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bit sad still.. anyways, what our group will do, is a secret for now.. who knows, someone from other school may be browsing for a project too, lol! but yeah, imma blog it all when we start doing it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a simple draft on how my dog washer will look like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/2lvmxoj.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;drawn by: goku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/34559834-7103553180772632367?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/7103553180772632367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=7103553180772632367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/7103553180772632367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/7103553180772632367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/06/proposed-project.html' title='Proposed Project'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.tinypic.com/2lvmxoj_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-595075130797257349</id><published>2008-06-24T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T21:46:40.773+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kdrama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><title type='text'>non sense</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Weekends plus two more days w/o classes. Monday was due to heavy rain and today because it's Manila Day. Tomorrow, classes will resume. Back to basics i guess. Anyways, I somehow enjoyed my 4-day vacay. Stayed at home and watched K-drama, managed to finish all the episodes of Dal Ja's Spring which has a funny story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't participated to this year's celebration of regada, i don't know, i just don't feel like going out, it's like I'm feeling old for that stuff. Also, i noticed that as years passes by, it gets lesser and lesser people who participates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gon prepare my clothes and school things for tomorrow, g'nyt..&lt;br /&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/34559834-595075130797257349?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/595075130797257349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=595075130797257349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/595075130797257349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/595075130797257349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/06/non-sense.html' title='non sense'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-9084367615523524358</id><published>2008-06-22T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T23:18:40.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's RAiNING MEN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's raining real hard on my side of the planet and according to PAGASA it is signal #3 on our place and Manila as well. As usual, it's flooding all over. Our neighbors were busy getting off the water inside their houses, luckily we are not one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can really here the sound of the wind as it blows outside, and somehow will make you feel afraid. It's like that anything can break and fly off in a second. In this kind of situation, what else is appropriate to do but to stay home, eat and sleep. So that exactly is what we did. Add the fact that it's brown out so we really have no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that it will still rain tomorrow so there'll be no classes. I still have things to do so I don't wanna go to classes yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna blog but still confuse on what to write. So i'll just give you an update about my past week, oki?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Monday, TUes, Thurs &amp;amp; Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did the old school stuffs. I Have regular classes already. I am kind of exhausted specially on my special topics subject. Ok, for those who don't know, that subject covers all the review, preparation for the board exam. it's like a review in the review centers. We also have the same instructors. That subject alone makes me tired and drains me so much. I didn't realized that a 4-hour straight review will exhaust you that much. It's like that my mind can't absorb the topics anymore, or maybe I am just being dumb..but i wanna clear that i'm not being lazy, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you'll notice, i don't have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; above. Simply because I was absent that day. I got sick. A different one tho. I don't wanna detail it here, but it was my stomach that ached much that day, to the extent that i can't walk, sit or even stand. So my sister phoned my bf to come over right away. like a super hero, he came exactly after one hour. Fast enough, coming from a place that is not near to our place (he's from Pasig). other details? i won't say here. &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.tinypic.com/30c6gis.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to end my post, here's a pic of my fave dog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/316b76v.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;who says raincoats are made just for people? think again. gordy deserve the right to wear one too! lol! he wanna go out of the house but it's raining and he's afraid to get soak, so i came with the idea of putting him on aaron's rain coat, hahahah. cute, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/34559834-9084367615523524358?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/9084367615523524358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=9084367615523524358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/9084367615523524358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/9084367615523524358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-raining-men.html' title='it&apos;s RAiNING MEN!'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i30.tinypic.com/30c6gis_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-781155905348929857</id><published>2008-06-21T17:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T19:05:59.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pixy to share</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/28k0k0y.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;yay or nay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bHQ9MTIxNDA*MzEwNTMxMiZwdD*xMjE*MDQzMTcwMTQwJnA9MTYyMzEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmc9Mg==.jpg" border="0" height="0" width="0" /&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/34559834-781155905348929857?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/781155905348929857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=781155905348929857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/781155905348929857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/781155905348929857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/06/pixy-to-share.html' title='pixy to share'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i27.tinypic.com/28k0k0y_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-1167471924223963784</id><published>2008-06-19T21:22:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T22:23:24.755+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earn money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='payperpost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog advertising'/><title type='text'>I Signed up for PPP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Are you interested in earning money thru blogging? Sounds great, huh? Who wouldn't want to earn money? I guess none, So like me, I am sure you also wanna know how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this new craze for the moment, which i just learned recently while i was browsing the internet. maybe it isn't new for some, so i'll be needing a warm welcome, clap clap clap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my post title says, yes, i signed up for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PPP&lt;/span&gt;! okay, for those who do not know, PPP stands for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;PayPerPost&lt;/span&gt;, which i think from the words it is composed is self explanatory. I actually saw PPPs badge on someone's blog which I don't remember who, then I clicked it, and I was redirected to PPPs site. There I have learned how it is possible for me to start earning money simply by my blog posts. I got really interested so I joined. Luckily they had approved my blog. I've been blogging for two years and in that span of time i've been really curious about how others are able to get paid from their blogs. I was somehow jealous and I wanna be like them. So I think, this will be a good start for a newbie, lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of the moment, I am still on the stage of having few friends thru PPP, but I am hoping that as days pass by, I'll get the chance of meeting more and more online fellas (that'll surely happen). I wonder how I'll spend my money if I got paid, hahah! nah,, I'll surely deposit it on a bank first. But before that happens, I need to post some good stories here, yenoe to interest readers so i'll get paid. I think this will help me to be careful about the stories I am posting, which I thinks will have a positive outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you are like me that's a noob in this kind of thing, why not try to join PPP too? Who knows, we might be next top earners thru blogging, right? We will never knew the outcome unless we try..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are interested just follow the link below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://payperpost.com/advertisers/marketplace.html"&gt;blog advertising&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.payperpost.com/?utm_source=opportunity&amp;amp;utm_medium=disclosure%2Bbadge"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 238px; height: 20px;" src="http://tinyurl.com/yrujlo" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/3rzjoh" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/3rzjoh" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/3owu4f"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/298w5c" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/3rzjoh" /&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/34559834-1167471924223963784?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='https://payperpost.com/blogger/opportunity/take/10576' title='I Signed up for PPP!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/1167471924223963784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=1167471924223963784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/1167471924223963784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/1167471924223963784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-signed-up-for-ppp.html' title='I Signed up for PPP!'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-3114099260055062909</id><published>2008-06-15T17:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T18:06:20.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pooh on the cover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I finally had the chance to skin my laptop which I think is cool. &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/2h6a8fr.png" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was planning to have it gmask but yenoe, it is pretty expensive, and as of the moment i have no budget for that kind of expenses, so what i did was browsed the net and looked for some skins that are cheaper and i instantly found lots actually. I chose one that is based in Makati but don't agree on meet ups but will send the skin to your home instead. The price was way much cheaper compared to gmask, but i am not sure about the quality since i didn't see it personally, but yeah, their designs look good, added the fact that you can have your own design and they'll print it out on a vinyl sticker. I was about to place my order but then classes started so in short I became busy. Then one time, I went to SM-Manila to buy a laptop bag which i really wanted because the laptop bag that I am using was quite big. I was looking for a nice laptop bag when I saw this cute sticker, it was Winnie the Pooh,. I read from the cover that it was a laptop skin, I examined it and decided to buy it for 280 bucks which I think is super "sulit". hahahah! &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/2yl46mo.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah that's how it went..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now.. presenting... my newly skinned laptop! &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/2d7g6lt.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.tinypic.com/ru35fq.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/34559834-3114099260055062909?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/3114099260055062909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=3114099260055062909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/3114099260055062909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/3114099260055062909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/06/pooh-on-cover.html' title='pooh on the cover'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i27.tinypic.com/2h6a8fr_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-5977559891297303120</id><published>2008-06-13T11:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T11:56:31.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pathetic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i sinned.. a sinner i am..huhuhu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i ate rice not once but twice! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i broke my apple diet and i hate myself for doing that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i really don't want to eat rice and i am not even craving for it., but when im in school, i just can't say &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; to my friends whenever they ask me to eat lunch with them. in that case, i have/need to eat rice because i feel left out if i eat apples instead. *sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i know that my friends don't force me to eat rice during lunch break, the problem is in me. maybe i'm just shy to show others about my apple diet. and plus the factor that MOST asks questions on why am i doing that diet.., am i not having difficulties.., etc. etc.. yenoe, i just don't like explaining over and over. and i hate the fact that people look at me (in the cafeteria) everytime i peel my apples or eat them! i mean, was that their first time to see someone who's eating apple in the cafeteria instead or rice and viand? gawddd!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i ate rice yesterday and today but didn't even manage to finish the half cup. i always felt like vomiting after eating. it seem that my stomach don't wanna take and digest rice for the moment. i know, i know, it is just all in my mind, but it is really what i'm feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i need to get over this &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ASAP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or else i won't lose weight and i don't like that to happen! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i am such an idiot, i know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*sigh&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/34559834-5977559891297303120?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/5977559891297303120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=5977559891297303120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/5977559891297303120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/5977559891297303120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/06/pathetic.html' title='Pathetic'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-3433067688712607850</id><published>2008-06-10T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T20:52:17.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haping happy!</title><content type='html'>Just arrived home from school, and guess what?! Buses are now allowed to enter Manila! meaning I don't have to go to Harisson Plaza in Quirino just to take a bus to get home, and that also means less fare, traffic and "pagod!" In that case, I don't have to rent an apartment and be away from home in a week! hoaaaa!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't hide my happiness. It is such a big relief for me and I'm sure for other students as well.. Thank YOU Mayor Lim!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers has been answered.. Thanks be to GoD..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-3433067688712607850?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/3433067688712607850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=3433067688712607850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/3433067688712607850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/3433067688712607850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/06/haping-happy.html' title='haping happy!'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-8561788927650547637</id><published>2008-06-10T11:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T11:57:34.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;heya people! I'm currently at the school library, yenoe, first day of school. and hey, i don't think that this is cool. I am seeing lots of new faces. Chikiting patrol! Okay, I shouldn't be too surprised coz I was one of the few who's left from our batch. I kind of miss my old classmates/friends. Anyhow, my former prof in Comms5 is my currently prof in ECE Laws which is nice. I have one more subject to go later that'll last 'till 3:30pm. Classes aren't regular yet because some are still enrolling. Guess few more days and everything will be normal. I think that I'll be super busy this semester, Oh my.. I have most of my major subjects enrolled. I am crossing my fingers as early as now for me to carry all the school loads. arrrggh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So out of my school stories... Yenoe what? I started my &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;apple diet&lt;/span&gt; yesterday! It isn't that hard as what I was thinking it should be., or maybe it is too early to say. But yeah, as of now, I am not craving for rice which I think is a good start for me (that is a rice-monster). I ate 3 apples yesterday and some vegetable spring rolls. The effect of not eating rice (for me) is that it makes me feel hungry. I don't know if it is only in my mind though. So what I do is I eat apple whenever I feel hungry. I did some research before I started my new diet and  found it safe and effective. Actually my bestfriend (&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Shine&lt;/span&gt;) was the one who told me about this. She was the one who first tried it about 2 years ago. She was really really fat back then. She lost much weight when she did the apple diet in just a month. So, I am encouraged to do the same too since I gained 10kgs in just a year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I hope that I will not be tempted to eat rice.. hahahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have apples in my bag today for my "baon", lol! coz our school canteen don't sell apples. I even have my pocket knife with me that i use for peeling.  Luckily, the school guard didn't notice it on my bag.. hihihih! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That's all for now, feeling the need of eating my apples. I'm out..&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/34559834-8561788927650547637?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/8561788927650547637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=8561788927650547637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/8561788927650547637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/8561788927650547637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-day.html' title='First Day'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-1612469757997546315</id><published>2008-06-07T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T20:38:20.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balitang Artista</title><content type='html'>Nabalitaan ko kaninang umaga na pumanaw na si &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rudy Fernandez&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Lilinawin ko lang, hindi ako fan.&lt;br /&gt;Pero diba, nakakagulat na namatay na siya?&lt;br /&gt;wala lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun, yun ang palabas ngayon sa TV.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-1612469757997546315?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/1612469757997546315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=1612469757997546315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/1612469757997546315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/1612469757997546315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/06/balitang-artista.html' title='Balitang Artista'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-2374552324245285568</id><published>2008-06-07T20:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T20:36:27.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Few days ago, bf and I watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The Sex and the City&lt;/span&gt; in theater. Thanks to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ate Tere&lt;/span&gt; for giving us two movie passes! We really have no plans of going to theater these days, and not even informed about what's currently showing. But since passes were given, we had no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I've never been a fan of the sequel Sex and the City in HBO. I didn't watch a single episode, so totally I have no idea who the casts are and how the story goes. But, I totally enjoyed the movie. It was fun, and girly! I think that I was wrong to be with bf while watching it coz I was thinking that I was the only one who enjoyed it. But I was wrong. He enjoyed the movie as much as I do. But still, I suggest (if you're planning to watch it), that you go with your girlfriends. Coz the story was about friendship and "kakikayan". The fashion was so fab! All the clothes that the character wore were all stylish! super ang ganda talaga! And the movie has shown how to be pretty despite of being married and despite the age. Just stay beautiful and glam! &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/257dut1.png" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching it, I got interested of looking for some sequels over the internet. Para maka-relate naman ako. I wanna know how the story went before the movie, and for me to know the characters well na din, dba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the girls out there, I suggest you to watch the movie, you'll surely enjoy it specially if you're &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"maarte"&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/2yzj410.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love how the movie showed the meaning of true friendship, through whatever circumstances!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I admit, that I got&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; "CARRIEd"&lt;/span&gt; away after watching it. &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.tinypic.com/2qn0g8g.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/34559834-2374552324245285568?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/2374552324245285568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=2374552324245285568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2374552324245285568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2374552324245285568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/06/movie-date.html' title='Movie Date'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i28.tinypic.com/257dut1_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-7900644278188704779</id><published>2008-06-01T10:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T22:27:14.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of the Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So it's June 1st today. First day of the month and a new day to start. Classes will start soon, but I haven't enrolled yet. Too lazy to go to school. I am planning to look for a boarding house because travel time is longer compared before. It is all because of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Mayor Lim&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.tinypic.com/29ws6e9.png" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He prohibits all provincial buses to pass/stay in Manila. So the buses re-route to Quirino instead. From there, I need to ride a jeep upto the City hall which takes time. So now, it takes me 2 1/2 - 3 hours just to be in school. If you can just imagine how tired i get everyday. &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.tinypic.com/2eofbtj.png" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Because of that, all I want to do when I get home is rest, eat and sleep. I don't have much time for studying or reading my lectures. In the bus when I'm on my way to school, I still sleep to cope with "puyat". &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/6h6ts7.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It can't be that way always, because I might end up failing my subjects. So I came up of the idea of looking for a boarding house or an apartment. That way will be easier for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that has a consequence. If I am going to stay in Manila for a week, no body will look for my younger brother (Benok), no body to be in charge at home and no body to feed our dogs. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Big problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already talked to my Bro though, and he understands the situation. He told and promised me that he'll behave well. But you know, I am still in doubt. He's in his adolescence period, and we all know that it's the period where we wanna try everything that we think is COOL. Always being out with friends, not listening to older people's advice, etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayay, such a problem. Should I just endure the everyday pain in the butt long travel? or should I go rent for a boarding house? hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to think about this or else I am the one who'll suffer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay.. &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/110bypg.png" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/34559834-7900644278188704779?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/7900644278188704779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=7900644278188704779' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/7900644278188704779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/7900644278188704779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-day-of-month.html' title='First Day of the Month'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i32.tinypic.com/29ws6e9_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-6241152197935304335</id><published>2008-05-31T18:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T22:26:41.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Curl or NOT to Curl</title><content type='html'>Oh my.. I am really confused. &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/205oxty.png" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking of curling my hair, and I really wanna do it. I am tired of my hair style, and the fact that I had never tried curls before, never tried using a curling iron though i have one. ayayay.. I am really confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I will look If I'll have curly hair, will it fit me especially the shape of my face? &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/1zzgnb7.png" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, so many worries..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big part of me is telling that I should go to the salon and get my hair done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, I am not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isip..isip isip.... &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/o6n39y.png" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-6241152197935304335?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/6241152197935304335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=6241152197935304335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/6241152197935304335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/6241152197935304335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/05/to-curl-or-not-to-curl.html' title='To Curl or NOT to Curl'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i26.tinypic.com/205oxty_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-8815378697619868874</id><published>2008-05-30T12:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T19:33:26.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iT'S hER BiRTHDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.tinypic.com/2ij6sme.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My pretty &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"pamangkin"&lt;/span&gt; will be celebrating her birthday tomorrow, May 31st. It'll be her 7th (i guess). First time to celebrate it abroad, but still I know it will be fun because Mama is curently in Cambodia (with them) and add the rest of the gang composed of Nhiay, Nyol, Aaron, Dadi Pong and Mami Joyce. I heard from my sister that Andrea's already inviting people from her office to come to her party tomorrow. Ate isn't sure yet if it'll be pool or boat party. So whichever between the choices, I hope that my niece will be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though Titas and Tito are away, don't forget that we always remember you. Behave well and always be happy in your new home. I love you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who'll come to join her party tomorrow, don't forget that "NO GIFTS, NO ENTRY", hahahah! &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/16hn9fm.png" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/34559834-8815378697619868874?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/8815378697619868874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=8815378697619868874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/8815378697619868874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/8815378697619868874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-her-birthday.html' title='iT&apos;S hER BiRTHDAY'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i32.tinypic.com/2ij6sme_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-7407639945522774258</id><published>2008-05-29T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T22:44:08.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biggie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;insy winsy spider&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i saw a big one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;it looks scary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;that i wanna run...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/23vg57r.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yes, I really saw a big spider while I was in the bathroom. It was behind the door. Quietly, seem like it's watching me. I'm sure you're familiar with that kind of arachnid. Oh well, nothing important. I just remembered. I was in the middle of doing my thing when i saw it, and heck, it scared me big time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk.. bad bad bad spider..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&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/34559834-7407639945522774258?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/7407639945522774258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=7407639945522774258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/7407639945522774258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/7407639945522774258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/05/biggie.html' title='Biggie'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i31.tinypic.com/23vg57r_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-5435598924044689082</id><published>2008-05-29T21:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T19:36:07.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P-Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/2uq0w0k.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P-Day&lt;/span&gt; is for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"Pampering Day".&lt;/span&gt; You know, the day you treat yourself right and not do things that will tire/exhaust you. Well, I don't have exact P-Day. I just do it when I feel deprived or tired. So today, I decided to pamper myself. As you all know, I am the one in charge in our house now since Ma left. So in short, I do all the house hold chores. From waking up early to start our water pump, cleaning the house, do the laundry, fold and press the clothes, bathing and feeding our 3 dogs, cooking food, name it, and I am the one who's doing it. Anyhow, my siblings are helping me a little. So if you can just imagine how tired i get everyday. But hey, I wanna clear that I am not complaining. I like what I am doing, and I don't wanna hire a maid to do all those chores for me and my siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back on my P-Day..  &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/2liu3w4.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I manicured and pedicured my nails. Put on a nice nail polish. Cleaned my face. And I even hot oiled my hair! Yeah, I was the one who did all those things to myself but it's okay. Coz you know, if I am gonna go to the parlor, I'll surely spend much. And I don't wanna spend much coz I am "kuripot" and saving too. But still, I loved what I have done today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my hair better. It is softer (of course). Thanks to my "kumare" for lending me her personalized hair steamer (for hair hot oil). I am thinking of straighting my hair, but maybe I'll do it some other time. For the mean time, hot oil is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I am not tired. I rested and didn't do any house hold chore. Not even a single. I let my siblings do them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody needs a rest day and I guess I should have at least 3x a week hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all for today. My day isn't over yet, so I still have time for watching movies on line. 'till next post fellas! &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/1jkids.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/34559834-5435598924044689082?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/5435598924044689082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=5435598924044689082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/5435598924044689082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/5435598924044689082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/05/p-day.html' title='P-Day'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i31.tinypic.com/2uq0w0k_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-475678231047558426</id><published>2008-05-29T21:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T22:31:08.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch &amp; Laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Since I blogged about my summer escapade in Majayjay on my previous post, I am now posting our video so you can relate on my stories. You can hardly see me here though, but I hope you'll still enjoy. Made by our prof, Sir Rj.You'll surely laugh your heart out. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sWorHL3bvP4&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sWorHL3bvP4&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/34559834-475678231047558426?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/475678231047558426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=475678231047558426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/475678231047558426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/475678231047558426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/05/watch-laugh.html' title='Watch &amp; Laugh'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-5485187593850316332</id><published>2008-05-28T11:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T13:14:28.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adik Ulit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.mysoju.com/images/upload/FullHouse1_.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Adiktus mode muna ako, korean drama marathon naman sa internet. Pinapanood ko yung &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Full house&lt;/span&gt; eh. Hindi ko kasi natapos sa tv noon, buti na lang uploaded cya sa my soju. Laking tulong talaga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-5485187593850316332?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/5485187593850316332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=5485187593850316332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/5485187593850316332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/5485187593850316332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/05/adik-ulit.html' title='Adik Ulit'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-8125572758006089580</id><published>2008-05-26T19:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T09:39:49.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Ender sa Majayjay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/b7az5y.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;Last Thursday's nature trip was fun, for I (together with bf, classmates and prof) went to Taytay Falls in Majayjay Laguna. You might have been there some time ago because as we all know, that place is damn popular!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the only lady in the group and the last to arrive too. I was there at 7:30 p.m while the others arrived in the morning. I had to take an exam first before going that's why I ended up going the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The travel time was pretty long, and uneasy. I somehow suffered to back &amp;amp; butt pain, but it is all worth it. I didn’t instantly saw the view because it was dark and the only light we had was from flashlights and led lights. But my ears were filled of different chirping sounds from different birds and some other night creatures maybe. It was a long walk from the barangay down to the base camp, but is easy because there is a cement path to walk through. The sound of the flowing water was tremendous,. You’ll hear it from afar. And by that, I became more excited to see the water falls. It was also cold in the place, enough to produce smoke-like air when you speak, maybe because it was surrounded by a lot of big, old trees. You can hardly even see the sky when you are in the base camp because of those tall trees. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;I saw many fireflies, but not in all trees though. I noticed that there is this only tree or maybe kind of trees that they are flying/surrounding. It was nice to see such insects again, coz I can’t remember the last time I saw one. If only I could put them in a bottle and bring them home with me. Ahh, I remember that there’s this unusual bird chirp that I heard that night. I am not so sure if it’s a bird though, but it says “weet” every time. The whole night I heard that sound, weet-weet-weet, continuously. It reminds me of the naughty boys that says “we-weet” when they saw sexy ladies, hahah!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;So the night was filled with loud laughs of my classmates (now my new friends), we had the chance to know each other more and to share different “kwento” as well. Our prof (Sir Rj) was born a comedian, he can easily drop jokes that makes us laugh. Whatever he says is funny. We talked about scary things too, you know, about ghosts and scary films and all those “nakakatakot” stuffs. I guess it’s just normal when you’re out in the mid of big trees surrounding you in the dark. That when you look anywhere, you’ll instantly think or imagine that you see something scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;The boys went swimming in the falls that night, I didn’t went with them coz it was freezing cold and you know, I have low cold tolerance. So I just managed to listen on the splashing of water and the loud voices of my classmates (and prof) while they were bathing.&lt;/p&gt;After that, we continued our interrupted conversation, this time over "granma" (grand matador brandy), pancit canton and some chicha. I took just one shot though and sir Rj don't drink at all. We just participated in the kwentuhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;I woke up early the next day, you know, sleeping in a tent wasn’t easy though we have earth pads and blankets, it is still uncomfortable, but hey I’m not complaining, okay? moving on, that morning I finally saw the magnificent view of the place. Green everywhere. Lots of big stones too that we are more familiar calling “batong-buhay” as in madami sila! And the water? It was so damn clean, the water flows rapidly.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now-a-days it is unusual for us to see such view. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;When I decided to bathe, it was then that I realized that the water was really freezing cold! I don’t know, but I had bathed to other water falls before but Taytay falls is the coldest! Until now, we are not sure of what it makes that cold. We hiked the upper portion of the falls too (though it’s prohibited) to see where the water is coming from. It was pretty high, but is easy to climb. We didn’t reached the end of it because we had no rope and the path was covered with “lumot”. But my classmates and Sir Rj climbed the other potion which seem like a hill. They were able to climb the top of it. I left with bf and few classmates, swam on the upper portion of the falls. It is where the water gets stuck before flowing down. It is not too cold compared on the water that has flown down. But still, it is cold. I wasn’t able to swim properly, because my legs were crumping because of the temperature. So after a while, I went out of the water.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;We went home in the afternoon, tired but with big smile on our faces. So satisfied with the said trip. We hope to be back or do more nature tripping soon. If time permits perhaps and the weather too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;To sum it all, majayjay experience was awesome! I am thankful to Sir Rj for suggesting the idea of going there. Bawing-bawi coz I was deprived of "gala" and "social life" due to my summer class. Btw, I took lots of pictures, but you know, it is a lot different when you see it personally, sometimes, cameras can not capture the exact beauty of the place or maybe, I am not just good in taking pictures. Anyhow, visit my multiply site, it is all posted there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.tinypic.com/11qsnqs.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;pics to share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/34559834-8125572758006089580?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/8125572758006089580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=8125572758006089580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/8125572758006089580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/8125572758006089580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/05/summer-ender-sa-majayjay.html' title='Summer Ender sa Majayjay'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i27.tinypic.com/b7az5y_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-2232802243446995831</id><published>2008-05-25T23:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T11:53:50.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dahil MiSS ko na SiLA</title><content type='html'>no stories.. just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;pics&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/332qpl3.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i so &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt; them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/2lbjrb9.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/34559834-2232802243446995831?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/2232802243446995831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=2232802243446995831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2232802243446995831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2232802243446995831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-stories.html' title='Dahil MiSS ko na SiLA'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i28.tinypic.com/332qpl3_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-6108031680692440601</id><published>2008-05-25T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:55:19.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In grief</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye to my newest pet - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;koko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SDmBeErNsjI/AAAAAAAAAdw/yRs8UKO-u4U/s1600-h/koko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SDmBeErNsjI/AAAAAAAAAdw/yRs8UKO-u4U/s200/koko.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204333198054371890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened is better than suffering on a disease.&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/34559834-6108031680692440601?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/6108031680692440601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=6108031680692440601' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/6108031680692440601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/6108031680692440601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-grief.html' title='In grief'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BL90DaOcLY/SDmBeErNsjI/AAAAAAAAAdw/yRs8UKO-u4U/s72-c/koko.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-480985915697822820</id><published>2008-05-25T22:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T19:45:41.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless Nights Are Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, you read my title right! Finally, after two long months, summer class is over! woohoo! I am definitely happy coz I'll have plenty of time for sleeping which I missed doing most. I can blog and blog hop frequently too, ayayay!! &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/2yy8ufq.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past months, I have been super busy with my acads. That's why I'm praying so hard that I'll pass the subjects I had taken. Anyways, I had a successful defense pala, last wednesday in Microprocessor (subject) though I am freaking nervous. It turned out okay pa din, because of my groupmates. Our project was a mecha-heater. Jut don't ask me about the project details coz I don't wanna blab about that here. &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/o7pyk1.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (maybe next time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, as I've said I'll blog more often than the previous months. Ang dami ko nang stories na hindi naisulat. Yung iba, tinatamad na ko isulat pa ulit. &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/x6k8du.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumating na din yung mga kapatid ko kanina from their vacation in Vietnam. I am happy to see them and I admit that I missed them big time! Also my niece and nephew and ate too. &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/scx2jc.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya, gusto ko na din mag-thank you kay &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mama &lt;/span&gt;at &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Ate &lt;/span&gt;for the pasalubongs they sent me.  Lalo kay ate, sa laptop. Kahit na ginagamit nya binigay padin sken (sobrang generous noh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko alam kung sino ang bumili ng banh mih na inuwi nila Inah pero SALAMAT talaga! &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/30bzrb6.png" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; kung si papa, mama o ate man. Tenk yu talaga! Sobrang saya ko nung makakain ako ulit ng banh mih! Kasi miss na miss ko na yun, kahit pa may baguette dito o french bread, wala padin tatalo sa banh mih hanoi o banh mih ducphat! Enjoy na enjoy ko yung pagkain ko kanina, ang babaw ko heheh. Pero ganun eh, na-miss ko talaga yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nga pala, I cooked carbonara kanina. Ang saya kasi makuha ko naman yung timpla na gusto ko. First time ko magluto nun, at hindi naman masyado pumalpak. Next time sigurado mas alam ko na ang tamang pagluto. Binigyan ko din yun lola and tita(s) ko para matikman. Madami naman ang nasiyahan at pumuri, ibig sabihin masarap yung niluto ko, diba? &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/2pyutlg.png" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon, mag-aayos muna ko ng mga sapatos ko. Inuwi na din kasi ni Inah eh. Hindi ko na klngan bumili pa, kasimasyado ng madami, ang saya! &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/mbhlb7.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/34559834-480985915697822820?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/480985915697822820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=480985915697822820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/480985915697822820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/480985915697822820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/05/sleepless-nights-are-over.html' title='Sleepless Nights Are Over'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i28.tinypic.com/2yy8ufq_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-2192944490793628596</id><published>2008-05-14T13:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T11:54:03.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sa Wakas!</title><content type='html'>I'd like to congratulate my friend&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; Shine&lt;/span&gt; for passing the recent Midwifery Board Exam. This calls for a celebration! &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/2nlbs4x.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am so happy for you bruha! Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.tinypic.com/2j1o4dl.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/34559834-2192944490793628596?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/2192944490793628596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=2192944490793628596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2192944490793628596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2192944490793628596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/05/shoutout-to-my-friend.html' title='Sa Wakas!'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i31.tinypic.com/2nlbs4x_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-2760387066866471799</id><published>2008-05-13T23:35:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T11:54:21.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kandidata</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It has been months now since I joined the Candy Mag blog Awards. I wasn't expecting any from it, but on the back of my mind I am somehow hoping to be included when they sort out the categories. And yes, my prayers where answered, coz my blog is now included under the "BEST BLOG NAME" category. how cool is that?!  My big &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANKS&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;CandyMag&lt;/span&gt; for having such contest and for including my blog as a finalist. &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/2dhafsk.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.candymag.com/blogawards/images/layout/vote.png" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/28cn5vo.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I tell you, I am so HAPPYYYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 17 other blogs that are nominated under the same category, so it'll be a pretty difficult fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I am asking my friends and readers, to please VOTE for me. &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/29g249l.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will truly appreciate if you are going to vote for me.. Thanks in advance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/28kucu1.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the complete list of the Semifinalists, visit CandyMag's site &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://www.candymag.com/blogawards/vote" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-2760387066866471799?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/2760387066866471799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=2760387066866471799' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2760387066866471799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/2760387066866471799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-nominated.html' title='Kandidata'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i27.tinypic.com/2dhafsk_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-1466632656443497077</id><published>2008-05-13T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T10:14:21.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To the MOON and Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/5ltb9z.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How nice is it to go to the moon? I guess it's every child's dream. And as a kid, when someone ask you, "what do you wanna be when you grow up" most'll answer, "i wanna be an astronaut". &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/2znzts1.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just learned from my brother in law's &lt;a href="http://blog.nestlepoell.net/2008/05/05/send-your-name-to-the-moon/" target="_blank"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that NASA's inviting people to send their name to the moon! awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sent mine, bf's and some of my friends' names.. hihihihih!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intrigued? Go to NASA's website &lt;a href="http://www.nasa.gov/mission_pages/LRO/main/index.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and read for yourself.  &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/15ejvah.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/34559834-1466632656443497077?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/1466632656443497077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=1466632656443497077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/1466632656443497077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/1466632656443497077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/05/to-moon-and-back.html' title='To the MOON and Back'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i25.tinypic.com/5ltb9z_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-7437224993408281285</id><published>2008-05-13T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T23:11:15.066+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scandal'/><title type='text'>MY View about Vicente Sotto Memorial Hospital Scandal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I bet you already knew what scandal I am talking about here. Surely, you had watch the video too. Coz, I for myself saw it in youtube. For days now, it is being talked about in every evening news program on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for those who don't know yet, I'm gonna give some info here. The video was about a gay who was having an intercourse to a man (prostitute), out of his horniness, he told the prosti guy to insert a canister of perfume in his anus. And what dou expect to happen next? Of course the canister slid all the way inside his anus, and they weren't able to take it out. After that, the gay went to V.S.M. Hospital, to see a doctor, to pull out the canister out of his body. So he was subjected for operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all knew that during operation, it is only the doctor, few nurses, anesthesiologist, and maybe few more staffs will be inside the operating room to keep the operation private, and because it is not a thing that can be shown to many people. But what happened to the said gay's operation was a whole lot different. Coz during his operation, lots of interns were watching, and mind you, they were taking videos &amp;amp; pictures while the operation was being performed. The operating room was very crowded and noisy because of the yelling of the interns and the doctor himself! how cruel! and as of this moment, the video of that operation can be easily found on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How shaming it  is for our country. The people who uploaded that video on youtube were completely idiot! Are they proud of what they have done? How unethical! They gave us a hint that we are not gonna be sure if our operation in the future will be performed privately. They just told the world how unethical our doctors perform their duties in our hospitals. Which isn't applicable for all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They didn't think about the future effects this video may bring to our medical field. And they clearly don't respect the patient's privacy! I pity that gay. tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He deserves justice for this. And I hope that he'll win the case coz he already sued the doctors and staffs that were present during the incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I didn't post here the video, if you wanna see it, just google it up or look for it in you tube.&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/34559834-7437224993408281285?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/7437224993408281285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=7437224993408281285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/7437224993408281285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/7437224993408281285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-view-about-vicente-sotto-memorial.html' title='MY View about Vicente Sotto Memorial Hospital Scandal'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-5931726438781674074</id><published>2008-05-13T22:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T13:57:55.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SM recycling advocacy'/><title type='text'>Recycling Program</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Greenhouse effects are continuously being shown over the different TV stations everyday to inform people about this real thing happening on our planet and how obvious the effects are being felt nowadays. In relation to this, different organizations too are making programs to "at least" lessen the things that may cause the said phenomena. Like the past months, the "lights off" event was celebrated all over the world to decrease the radiation and gases electricity and vehicles gives. It is a good start, we can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks ago, i saw on  TV the new recycling program of SM department stores.  Where every first week of the month (i'm not sure if it's 1st friday), people can bring all the things in your house that can be recycled. e.g. plastic cups, bottles, papers, etc... and yes, all SM branches are participating. So if you think you have lots of junks in your place? Why not sort them now, and start to keep them 'till first week next month, and bring them all to the nearest SM department store near you and trade your junks to some goodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i29.tinypic.com/29b2gz8.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a nice program that will need everybody's support, isn't it? It is nice to know that the unuseful things for you will be useful again and will be made to new material. So if you care to for our planet, why not start recycling, eh? &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i32.tinypic.com/j668bd.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-5931726438781674074?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/5931726438781674074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=5931726438781674074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/5931726438781674074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/5931726438781674074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/05/greenhouse-effects-are-continuously.html' title='Recycling Program'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.tinypic.com/29b2gz8_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-6917655628284599015</id><published>2008-05-13T21:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T22:16:58.232+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charrisse Pempengco'/><title type='text'>The Child that WOWed the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This girl's over the internet for pretty long time now. And still, she continue to amaze people of different nationalities. &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/4jalvs.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maybe I am a bit late to watch some of her videos on youtube, but as the saying goes "better late than never". I guess you can already guess who I'm talking about. None other than Charisse Pempengco. Well I don't know much background about this young lady, but I know that she's been on Ellen Degeneres' show in the U.S. , was invited in Korea and some more countries to perform. Amazing, isn't it? So if you don't know this lady yet, better start youtube(ing) her up and see for yourselves how powerful her voice is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For other's benefits, here's one of her hundred videos uploaded in youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p4xQP5L-Kvg&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p4xQP5L-Kvg&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly, this kid gives us Pinoys more reason to be proud! &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/104q3ig.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-6917655628284599015?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/6917655628284599015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=6917655628284599015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/6917655628284599015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/6917655628284599015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/05/child-that-wowed-world.html' title='The Child that WOWed the World'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i26.tinypic.com/4jalvs_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-4994383383098225051</id><published>2008-04-29T13:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T13:47:45.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My-oh-MY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Most of us are dieing to know the meaning of our names. An innocent lamb is what Raechele means and I already knew it since I was a kid for we have a babynames book before. I tried googleing up my name to find some meaning and some stuffs like to know if something will come out if I'll type down my name. And yes, luckily I found some stuffs about me on google. Going back on "names", I tried this blog thing again. So here in random you'll see the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Raechele Anne Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very open. You communicate well, and you connect with other people easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a naturally creative person. Ideas just flow from your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true chameleon, you are many things at different points in your life. You are very adaptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Aura is Green&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcolorisyourauraquiz/green.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're very driven, competitive, and even a bit jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, you seek out balance in your life - and you usually achieve it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of your life: inspiring others to be better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous greens include: Tony Robbins, Donald Trump, Martha Stewart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Careers for you to try: Guru, CEO, Talk Show Host&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Mind is Green&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcolorisyourmindquiz/green.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the mind types, yours has the most balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are able to see all sides to most problems and are a good problem solver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need time to work out your thoughts, but you don't get stuck in bad thinking patterns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to spend a lot of time thinking about the future, philosophy, and relationships (both personal and intellectual).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how green my mind is..heheh!&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if its accurate but upon reading the results, i must say that it "almost" described me. You be the judge, then tell me..&lt;br /&gt;so there it goes, try it too if you're bored and curious. You won't lose any. :)&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/34559834-4994383383098225051?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/4994383383098225051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=4994383383098225051' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/4994383383098225051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/4994383383098225051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-oh-my.html' title='My-oh-MY'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-1497755305870859398</id><published>2008-04-25T19:12:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T22:31:02.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Busy-Boring Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I haven't blog in a while and I kind of miss it. damn, how busy I became the past week. Always occupied by school stuffs. I have no time anymore for browsing the net or to watch tv. Everyday, I am always excited to get home, to catch some sleep. The past days, I am deprived of having a good, deep sleep..I wish summer classes will be over. &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/51y1hk.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... I got some stories to tell. Just a few, coz yenoe, I don't have time for gimicks now-a-days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start with my kwento... It has been a week today since Ate went back to Cambodia with the rest of our family members. A week that I am staying home with Kathe and our dogs. I tell you, I somehow miss the noise of my nephew and niece, their messy stuffs and all those things they got used of doing when they were still here. Our house is very different now. If you'll visit, you'll surely notice that it is way too cleaner than before. And has a deafening quietness all over. No more kids roaming around or watching tv all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember last Monday, when I went to the Airport from school with bf to see for the last time my niece and nephew (of course to see Ma, Ate, Inah and Benok too). It was different coz it's my first time to be sad on that place, first time to cry. I couldn't help to be emotional that time. I wasn't able to hug &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/117xrti.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the kids coz they were already inside, I just saw them from a far. But I managed to talk to Ma and Inah. That time, I felt so sad, coz I'll be left here in P.I, while all of them are together (for the first time) traveling. I must admit that I am somehow jealous and envious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of my sentiments. It has been a week, so I'm already coping with the situation. Thanks to kathe for staying here while Inah's away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I chatted with Inah and saw Aaron on cam. I was happy to see him. He looked happy to be with his mommy, and that's good. I didn't see Andrea coz she was staying that time on Mel's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, It will took some time before I get the chance of seeing the kids personally, coz they're gonna be staying there for good. Just by now I can already feel that I'm missing them. Despite of they're "kakulitan". But yeah, I am happy, that they're with Ate now. Maybe next year I can go there for a visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my other kwento... Last Friday, I saw some of my friends on Kai's place in Sta. Mesa. A simple get-together. kwentuhan to the max as always. But we (the girls) didn't drink. Just enjoyed browsing funny videos on youtube. It was fun. and I hope we can do that more often. &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/2yn4chi.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, nothing exciting to be noted. Just a same old day in school. But hey, I must say that I am greatful to have such wonderful profs in Comm5 and Micro. Both of them has a unique style on&lt;br /&gt;teaching. &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/20h0yrq.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's nice coz I am not afraid this time with my profs and that helps big time! I can study and participate more in class without thinking of getting wrong always and that made me &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/el7ihu.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for my last chika.., well, I went gaga over a korean drama (again!). This time the drama entitled "Lovers".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/oaqjyg.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; It's currently being aired on ABS CBN but I have no time to watch it everyday coz you all know that I'm busy with school and they are showing it late night everyday and add the fact that I am too excited to see all the episodes. It started during my summer break and unintentionally I switch the channel to 2 hoping to see PBB, but since I ain't a fan eversince, I have totally no idea what time it's being aired. So to cut it short, I saw lovers that time. And I liked it instantly. For about 4 days, I watched it on tv. But then as I've said, summer classes started so I forgot about watching it. Then suddenly I remembered one Friday afternoon. That's when i started finding it online. Luckily, I found it with complete episodes. And when I started watching it, Man, I couldn't stop. I didn't sleep for two nights coz I can't help but watch it continuously. I finished it in 2 1/2 days. And up to now, it is still on my system. I don't know, I am some kind of weird maybe, but yeah, it affected me. and though I had finished watching it over the net, I still watch it on tv. lol! ('kala ko ba walang time manood sa tv?) crazzzaah! The story was just so amazing, with a great twist. So I'm not telling anything more, if you're interested, pm me for the link where you can watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.. I'm off for dinner. hugs...&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.tinypic.com/1rp5pz.png" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/34559834-1497755305870859398?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/1497755305870859398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=1497755305870859398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/1497755305870859398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/1497755305870859398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-present-life.html' title='My Busy-Boring Life'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i27.tinypic.com/51y1hk_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-4957839288014224177</id><published>2008-04-16T19:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T19:23:27.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updating...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So summer classes started last Monday and I am still on the "adjustment" period. Yenoe, my body clock got used of waking up late and because of that, most of the time I'm cramming to prepare myself for school and it's not okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of course i am hoping that things will be thumbs up next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now. Been real busy lately, in that case, i am lacking of exciting activities to post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next post fellas..&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/2q9cbag.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-4957839288014224177?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/4957839288014224177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=4957839288014224177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/4957839288014224177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/4957839288014224177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/04/updating.html' title='updating...'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i31.tinypic.com/2q9cbag_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-8158398830040958195</id><published>2008-04-13T22:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T22:14:57.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome home ATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My uber pretty preggy Ate  arrived from Vietnam this morning, yoohoo!!! Her daughter Andrea woke me up early morning to say that her mommy has just arrived. She'll be staying here for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad part?&lt;br /&gt;She'll leave PI next week (on 21st) with the rest of our family. Ma, Inah, Benok, the two kids-Aaron, Andrea plus Tita Deng and Nica will go to Vietnam, and I'll be left by myself here, boo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be home alone for a month and a half. They all gon be enjoying the summer vacay with Papa on the following days. deym!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While me??&lt;br /&gt;I need to enjoy my summer classes, have no choice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kainis noh?? &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/xba4ab.gif" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/34559834-8158398830040958195?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/8158398830040958195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=8158398830040958195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/8158398830040958195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/8158398830040958195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/04/welcome-home-ate.html' title='Welcome home ATE'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i28.tinypic.com/xba4ab_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-5438786390476237419</id><published>2008-04-13T21:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T22:05:13.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Grad Celebration</title><content type='html'>I was known by many that I have this attitude that once i start drinking i can not stop right away or i really won't stop. I'll just drink and drink and continue to drink till I get wasted. NOT! hahah, okay, not until i get wasted though. But yeah, medyo malakas ako maginom. &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/30jtydv.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So i really can't remember the last time i got wasted,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not until Friday, last friday at Alley where we had a post Grad celebration. I was with my closest 'kada, cyempre. &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/n31zfd.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not so "in the mood" to drink really that time, maybe because of the weather, which was so effin hot in 37 degrees. Basta wala ako sa mood. But since i started gulping beer already, wala na kong choice kumbaga, kundi ituloy na ang pag inom. Sanay na naman ako eh. I have no idea on how much red horse i had consumed that night, pero grabe, nalasing nga ako! Sabi ng friends ko mukang nparami talaga ng inom. Wala na nga akong maalala sa ginawa ko eh. Blanko lang lahat. Kaya nagulat ako nung nakita ko yung pics, fcuk! Mejo gulat pa ko ngayon. Lalo na nung nalaman ko na may nasaktan pla ko &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/osu0cx.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yung bf ko. wow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mejo napasaan ko ng todo, cnapak ko daw eh. boohoo! sabi yan ng friends namin. ihahatid daw kasi ako sa bahay dapat, eh ayoko daw mgpahatid, napikon daw ako kasi hinawakan ako sa braso. Sinapak ko daw (literally sinapak ko nga daw), ayos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakahiya! sobra..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's much acceptable if I had just thrown up, eh? tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shame on me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry hammy &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/2s76dmf.gif" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/1zgfe2x.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan, inaawat na daw ako nyan, grabe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nakakahiya ako.. kainis!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry talaga..&lt;br /&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/34559834-5438786390476237419?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/5438786390476237419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=5438786390476237419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/5438786390476237419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/5438786390476237419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/04/post-grad-celebration.html' title='Post Grad Celebration'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i28.tinypic.com/30jtydv_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-6665783921517420698</id><published>2008-04-09T20:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T20:46:06.923+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='under confusion'/><title type='text'>Crazy Relationships</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I've been there. I had them.. for years I must say. I had 3 bf's and that all lasted for years. My first one was when I was in 2nd year high school, 14 years young. That time, I thought that all the things I am doing were "right". I didn't listen much on parents' advice. Yenoe.. Being a teen. You do what you want to do, despite of what. Until one day, I just felt that the feeling's gone. Sudden change, I know. I got used of doing the things over and over, like a routine. So I get out of the relationship. It lasted four years though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came 2nd bf. I was in 2nd year college. still a teen, but had grown a little. So my bf that time was 6 years older. That was the best relationship I had. I remember that we never argue. Or maybe we did but, we talk about the problem and fix it right away, so we really have no big fights. We respect each other. I can say that he had influenced me in so many ways, my ways of thinking, decisioning, talking - everything. Maybe because he was older. We dreamed of getting old together. For others, our relationship was perfect and ideal. But then, I felt the same feeling I had on my first bf. That same thing. I felt out of love (maybe). I'm not sure until now. That time I longed for enjoyment, by myself. Getting out with my friends. Meeting someone new.. Talking to people. Simply enjoy. Have time for myself. My bf was kind to understand me. And he let me go. Anyway, what's good about it is that we are still friends, good friends indeed up to now. We still communicate once in a while, and yes, finally he has his new gf now. I am happy. I don't need to worry about him, I mean, yenoe, I always had that guilt feeling. But I'm happy that I don't feel that anymore. Because I know that somehow my ex is happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presently, yes, I am in a relationship. I remember, that I started this blog to blab about me and my bf. So that when I grew old, I can read things about us, and my future kids will. I browsed my archives and read some of my old posts. I realized and noticed that "most" of the time I blab about heart aches, which isn't good. I didn't made this stuff to blog about sadness. But still, that is what I've been doing despite the fact that I hate being sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to be with my bf, but we argue over simple things, over and over. I can't figure out why we do same things then end up arguing. Then we will not talk for weeks. We will not talk about the problem. And finally, when we see each other, we'll act like normal, as if nothing has happened. Ending is we don't get to solve the problems we're having. Crazy, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I still love him. Maybe I still care,. I kept of thinking the happy moments we had. Yenoe, we're happy when we're together. But I'm done with arguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pondering, maybe it is time to let go and give up. Maybe we can never make the relationship work. That we'll be happier if we are not together. Maybe. And now, as I'm writing this down, I realized that I don't have the "hurt" feeling. I am okay. And I am cool thinking that we're gonna break up soon. Oh well, I still don't know if my mind will change the next days.. let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it is "&lt;u&gt;his&lt;/u&gt;" grad day tomorrow. And we still don't talk. Because of that, I'll grab this opportunity to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Congratulate&lt;/span&gt; him. Maybe one of this days he'll drop by this page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still confuse...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-6665783921517420698?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/6665783921517420698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=6665783921517420698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/6665783921517420698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/6665783921517420698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/04/relationships.html' title='Crazy Relationships'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34559834.post-6126674445325672274</id><published>2008-04-08T17:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T17:10:21.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>magtatago...SOON.</title><content type='html'>I wanna go on a place that is far from home but is close to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a place where no friends can find me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a distant place, enough for me to have much time that i'll be needing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be happy, to enjoy, to relax and have the peace of mind i always wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a place where i'm sure you aren't there to bug me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34559834-6126674445325672274?l=cheleyarza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/feeds/6126674445325672274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34559834&amp;postID=6126674445325672274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/6126674445325672274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34559834/posts/default/6126674445325672274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheleyarza.blogspot.com/2008/04/magtatagosoon.html' title='magtatago...SOON.'/><author><name>Raechele Anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k205/yielchey/12-08-07_1024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
