<?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-8742407618458776571</id><updated>2011-08-04T00:42:54.128+08:00</updated><category term='blogger'/><category term='Das Haus der Harmonie'/><title type='text'>kawaiikikai</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kikai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06686892171535862641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHLpNDJjsV8/S7Wsj_9fT4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_5Qbx3oMqTI/S220/DSC02774.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-1164786975335902857</id><published>2010-04-08T12:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T12:42:01.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fal'cie Dahaka</title><content type='html'>After 2 days of not playing Final Fantasy 13 because I just can't beat Dahaka, finally, I defeated him! I'm using Lightning (leader), Snow and Vanille. I already maximized 2 roles of each character in their crystarium. For lightning both Commando and Ravager are on level 4. For Snow, both Ravager and Sentinel are level 4. And for Vanille, both Ravager and Medic are level 4. But everytime Dahaka use Aeroga I die even with full HP on light. So what I did: I used all my remaining CP on Lightning's Medic Role to increase my HP. Also using Diamond Bangle (+500 HP), Lightning's HP reached to around 4,000 +.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I defeated Dahaka:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used Libra in the beginning and started off with paradigms' Rav-Rav-Rav until Dahaka Staggered. (His attacks are not yet lethal so its ok not to switch to a medic role). Everytime he staggers, I used Agression (Com-com-rav). Not to worry on medic role again because he doesn't attack everytime he is staggered. After that, I switch to Solidarity (Com-Sen-Med) to regain my HP. Then on I'm only switching between Diversity (Com-Rav-Med) and Solidarity (Com-Sen-Med). EXCEPT when the enemy is staggered I used Agression and everytime I'm near death (like HP is red) I use combat clinic just to regain my HP, only my HP, I let Vanille regain her HP and Snow's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-1164786975335902857?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/1164786975335902857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=1164786975335902857' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/1164786975335902857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/1164786975335902857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2010/04/falcie-dahaka.html' title='fal&apos;cie Dahaka'/><author><name>kikai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06686892171535862641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHLpNDJjsV8/S7Wsj_9fT4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_5Qbx3oMqTI/S220/DSC02774.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-7419583353292396003</id><published>2010-04-04T11:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T11:23:01.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>Happy Easter Sunday everyone! :-)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started my day by going to church and celebrate the Holy Eucharist of Mass at Carmelite, Davao City at 7 in the morning. It ended around 8:30. It was quite long, the priest re-babtist us. After that, we went for breakfast buffet at Probinsya. I was sooo full. I don't think I could eat lunch. Now I'm blogging.. No easter egg hunting today :c booo.. but we're having baked mac later. So, im pretty excited. Maybe I'm going to post a picture later.. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;follow me on twitter: &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/itsmevictoriaa"&gt; itsmevictoriaa &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/8742407618458776571-7419583353292396003?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/7419583353292396003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=7419583353292396003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/7419583353292396003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/7419583353292396003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>kikai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06686892171535862641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHLpNDJjsV8/S7Wsj_9fT4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_5Qbx3oMqTI/S220/DSC02774.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-1270232167899480801</id><published>2010-04-02T16:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T16:53:38.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to blogging</title><content type='html'>I'm back in blogging!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I transfered to kikai.tsinita.net before, that was 2008, and I have completely abandoned this site. :c When I got a job last October 2008, I also abandoned kikai.tsinita.net. Casey let me keep it but since 3 mos. I haven't been updating it. She deleted it with permission. And as much as I wanted to get back at it, unfortunately, tsinita.net is no longer running.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I went back to blogger. :-) A month ago I have been trying to access this site but I cannot, I forgot my log in email. I thought of making a new blogger but I made so much effort in designing this site before so I want to stick with it. A while ago, I ran through my old notebook and I have written there my log in email and password. Lucky me! I get to visit my site again. I already abandoned that email ad so I transfered this blog to a new email. I didn't know that was possible. I was thinking of creating a new one but after searching google, I have found the &lt;a href="http://www.ivanwalsh.com/how-to/how-to-move-old-blogger-accounts-to-new-blogger-account/433/"&gt;answer&lt;/a&gt; . Thank God to this site! Now, I only have to log in at one email. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much have change in the blogging world. After 2 years of being out, my previous friends/ link exchanges are not working anymore. My previous mentor's blog aren't working anymore. I don't know where they at. I guess I have to start over again and meet new buddies!! :-) For link exchanges, comments are very much appreciated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still, I wanted to have my own domain. I hope I can get one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-1270232167899480801?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/1270232167899480801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=1270232167899480801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/1270232167899480801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/1270232167899480801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2010/04/back-to-blogging.html' title='back to blogging'/><author><name>kikai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06686892171535862641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHLpNDJjsV8/S7Wsj_9fT4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_5Qbx3oMqTI/S220/DSC02774.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-2481362232284168920</id><published>2008-10-21T12:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T12:17:59.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOTICE TO THE PUBLIC!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kikai.tsinita.net/" title="moved by kawaiikikai, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3228/2960784268_957694aabd_o.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="moved" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kikai.tsinita.net/"&gt;IM HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-2481362232284168920?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/2481362232284168920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=2481362232284168920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/2481362232284168920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/2481362232284168920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/10/notice-to-public.html' title='NOTICE TO THE PUBLIC!'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-7053777607198359174</id><published>2008-09-18T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T17:32:27.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pink sparkle awards</title><content type='html'>My other &lt;a href="http://www.kikai.co.nr/"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; is not updated. But I still check it out just incase old friends drop by :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, I visited my site and I got a gift from &lt;a href="http://pink-glamour.com/"&gt;Rai&lt;/a&gt;. I so love it! This award is personally from her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/blog%20pics/?action=view&amp;current=giftforyah.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/blog%20pics/giftforyah.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? its totally cute! I soo love it!!&lt;br /&gt;Thank rai!! ^^hugs!^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-7053777607198359174?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/7053777607198359174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=7053777607198359174' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/7053777607198359174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/7053777607198359174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/09/pink-sparkle-awards.html' title='pink sparkle awards'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/blog%20pics/th_giftforyah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-7621261588994387858</id><published>2008-09-13T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T00:30:54.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVED TO kikai.tsinita.net</title><content type='html'>SITE NOT UPDATED!! I MOVED TO http://kikai.tsinita.net/&lt;br /&gt;SORRY FOR THE INCONVENIENCE!! HOPE U CAN VISIT ME THERE :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kikai.tsinita.net/"&gt;IM HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-7621261588994387858?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/7621261588994387858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=7621261588994387858' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/7621261588994387858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/7621261588994387858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/09/moved-to-kikaitsinitanet.html' title='MOVED TO kikai.tsinita.net'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-3491408687992311931</id><published>2008-09-12T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T22:58:30.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIATUS</title><content type='html'>GUys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've GOT NEWS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.tsinita.net/"&gt;Casey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; I now have my subdomain. Yey! Well, its not fixed yet.. cause I just got it. So, I won't be giving any links there yet cause its still blank. I'm gonna fix it first. This means, I won't be logging in this site for a while. OK? Im gonna miss yah all. Keep sending me your love **lol**.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao for now guys! mwah^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-3491408687992311931?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/3491408687992311931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=3491408687992311931' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/3491408687992311931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/3491408687992311931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/09/hiatus.html' title='HIATUS'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-8813380523907652172</id><published>2008-09-12T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T22:29:03.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Anniversary no more</title><content type='html'>Remember in my previous blog: &lt;a href="http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/09/2nd-anniversary-e-card.html"&gt; 2nd Anniversary ecard &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;, I made it for my guy. Technically he isn't but He is still for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, Sept. 13, 2008, is our 2nd anniversary or make that, suppose to be our 2nd year Anniversary. But we ended our formal relationship last Aug. 8, 2008. Yes, the ever famous 8-8-8, guess it's not lucky for all people huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tomorrow is the day. It's just sad that I can't be with him. I know I shouldn't be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember our last and our 1st anniversary.. We dined out.. at Picobello. We ate 2 (family sized) pizza.. all by ourselves. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we drank a little. Then we went to Gmik. I had fun on our date :-)&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I made the best out of it, Not knowing it would be our last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Anniversary bhe :-) You know I love you **sniff**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-8813380523907652172?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/8813380523907652172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=8813380523907652172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/8813380523907652172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/8813380523907652172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/09/2nd-anniversary-no-more.html' title='2nd Anniversary no more'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-3024053309748789153</id><published>2008-09-12T14:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T14:46:45.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship Award</title><content type='html'>First of all thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.rosamuth.com/"&gt;Rosa&lt;/a&gt; for giving me this award. I didn't expect it. :-) We just got to know each other, I just ran to her blog this morning. I'm so thankful and I'm so happy in receiving this award. If I would, I would give one back to her, but she already has this award. She deserves it :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/blog%20pics/?action=view&amp;current=award.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/blog%20pics/award.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all are charmed with the blogs, where in the majority of its aims are to show the marvels and to do friendship; there are persons who are not interested when we give them a prize and then they help to cut these bows; do we want that they are cut or that they propagate? Then let’s try to give more attention to them! So with this prize we must deliver it to 8 bloggers that in turn must make the same thing and put this text.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm very please to give this award to the top 8 Bloggers that I love to visit and read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tsinita.net/"&gt;Casey of Tsinita&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://maldita.us/"&gt;Dhadha of Maldita&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kei.pinkblossoms.net/"&gt;Kei of pinkblossoms&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinkhaven.net/"&gt;Fei of pinkhaven&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pink-glamour.com/"&gt;Hannah Raissa of Pink-Glamour&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sweetposh.com/"&gt;Yesha of Sweetposh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://peyy.choco-drops.com/"&gt;Peyy of peyy.choco-drops&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suki-desu.net/"&gt;Chie of Suki-Desu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you already got the same award then it just means that your blog means so much to many people :-) CONGRATS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-3024053309748789153?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/3024053309748789153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=3024053309748789153' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/3024053309748789153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/3024053309748789153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/09/friendship-award.html' title='Friendship Award'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/blog%20pics/th_award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-8526268295142861099</id><published>2008-09-11T13:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T14:11:03.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mywowhost.com</title><content type='html'>Last night, or rather early this morning before I went to sleep, I blogged that I wanted to have my own domain. (check out my previous blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up and checked my blog, I had a reply from &lt;a href="http://mywowhost.com/"&gt;MyWowHost&lt;/a&gt;. And they are hosting a contest. Now there's my chance. For all you blogger out there who, like me, would want a personal domain, you can enter the contest too. Just Visit their site: http://mywowhost.com/&lt;br /&gt;Contest period from: September 10, 2008 to October 31, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, if you can afford to buy your own domain. MyWowHost.com, the newest web hosting company in the Philippines, is offering affordable domains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are offering 4 Web Hosting Plans:&lt;br /&gt;Lite Web Hosting Plans&lt;br /&gt;Starter Web Hosting Plans&lt;br /&gt;Premium Hosting Plans&lt;br /&gt;Executive Hosting Plans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/blog%20pics/?action=view&amp;current=webhosting.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/blog%20pics/webhosting.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All plans contain:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99.9% Uptime Guarantee&lt;br /&gt;Web Mail&lt;br /&gt;Email Alias&lt;br /&gt;Auto Responders&lt;br /&gt;Mailing Lists&lt;br /&gt;Catch Alls&lt;br /&gt;Spam Assassins&lt;br /&gt;Mail Forwards&lt;br /&gt;IMAP Support&lt;br /&gt;STMP&lt;br /&gt;CGI&lt;br /&gt;PHP 5 with Zend  Optimizer&lt;br /&gt;MySQL 4+&lt;br /&gt;Perl&lt;br /&gt;Ruby On Rails&lt;br /&gt;Python&lt;br /&gt;SSH&lt;br /&gt;SSI&lt;br /&gt;Cron&lt;br /&gt;FrontPage&lt;br /&gt;Curl&lt;br /&gt;GD&lt;br /&gt;Image Magick&lt;br /&gt;Streaming Audio/Video&lt;br /&gt;Free PHP/Perl Module Install&lt;br /&gt;Fantastico&lt;br /&gt;Soholaunch&lt;br /&gt;Multi Language &lt;br /&gt;Hotlink Protection&lt;br /&gt;phpMyAdmin&lt;br /&gt;IP Deny Manager&lt;br /&gt;Custom Error Pages&lt;br /&gt;Redirect URL&lt;br /&gt;Web Based File Manager&lt;br /&gt;PW Protected Directories&lt;br /&gt;Instant Blogs&lt;br /&gt;Instant Customer Support Desks&lt;br /&gt;Instant PHPnuke&lt;br /&gt;Instant Forums&lt;br /&gt;Instant Guestbook&lt;br /&gt;Instant Portals&lt;br /&gt;Instant Counter&lt;br /&gt;Instant FormMail&lt;br /&gt;AWstats (Real Time Updates)&lt;br /&gt;Webalizer&lt;br /&gt;Raw Log Manager&lt;br /&gt;Referrer Logs&lt;br /&gt;Error Logs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Prices are as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Lite Web Hosting Plans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Php 250/year or $5.55/year (US Dollars)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starter Web Hosting Plans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Php 500/year or $11.11/year (US Dollars)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Premium Hosting Plans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Php 1000/year or $22.22/year (US Dollars)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Executive Hosting Plans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Php 2800/year or $62.22/year (US Dollars)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Inquiries please visit their officail website at http://mywowhost.com/ or e-mail at support@mywowhost.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my Online Buddies is their client:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thechicshopaholic.com/"&gt;The Chic Shopaholic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-8526268295142861099?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mywowhost.com/' title='Mywowhost.com'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/8526268295142861099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=8526268295142861099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/8526268295142861099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/8526268295142861099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/09/mywowhostcom.html' title='Mywowhost.com'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/blog%20pics/th_webhosting.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-8514199688888103640</id><published>2008-09-11T02:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T02:12:44.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want my own Domain</title><content type='html'>The whole time I'm with blogger (this is my 1st blog account btw), I have been meeting friends whom are also blogger and some of them have their own sites or shall I say own their domains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty jealous with them cause their layouts are much cuter and I guess they can do anything they desire with their page since they own it. And its nicer if you have your own.com. See what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, starting then, I have been searching where to get a domain. I found several but hey! they are expensive. Well, expensive for me who is done with studying (meaning=no allowance) And I'm not employed. So, for a 450 per year domain that's an amount I dont have in my pocket right now and I don't have paypal or credit cards or whatever form of payment is available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaayyy.. Guess I'll have to stick with blogger for a while until I get my own job. Now, when will that be? hmmm.. I still have 2 International exams to pass and a year of training-without-pay to do so... It'll be longer than I want to :c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, I'll have money by Christmas :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-8514199688888103640?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/8514199688888103640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=8514199688888103640' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/8514199688888103640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/8514199688888103640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-want-my-own-domain.html' title='I want my own Domain'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-7327515191105869163</id><published>2008-09-11T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T02:06:11.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blogger</title><content type='html'>Thanks to gisele (one of the great theme makers who make blogger account), I was able to change from my classic blogger to the new blogger. Remember, I blogged about it I think 2 days ago when I was desperate to use XML templates. Well now I did, or rather, awhile back I did use an XML template designed by gisele. Unfortunately, I find it so hard to tweak the codes. I cant even place my CBOX in there. Gosh.. I googled everywhere, I asked for blogger tutorial but I cant seem to understand anything. whats with b:widget and b: blah blah blah.. i forgot.. Oh! gosh! its so hard. Might as well stick to HTML and make my own layout eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna rest for now.. as you can see, Im back to my classic template... I'm resting for the night.. its 2 in the morning for crying out loud! I have to rest and I think I'll continue learning this XML code thingy tomorrow. It is so not simple I tell you.. You know what I learned tweaking HTML codes by just observing how the codes work. But its hard in XML. Or maybe im just not used to it. It's my 1st time so bear with me. huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special thanks to gisele for teaching me how to transfer from classic account to new account!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-7327515191105869163?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/7327515191105869163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=7327515191105869163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/7327515191105869163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/7327515191105869163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-blogger.html' title='New Blogger'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-3215552340404670851</id><published>2008-09-09T12:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T12:28:57.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>computer problem</title><content type='html'>have u experienced this with your desktop computer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was doing my usual routine with the computer. internet, photoshop, video streaming, suddenly the monitor went off. And when I put it back on wala akong makita. I mean black lng sya. I thought the entire computer went off including the CPU pero when this happened when I was video streaming. Na off ang monitor but I can still hear the sound from the video. So meaning ang monitor lng na off but when I try to switch it back on di sya ma on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been going on for 3 weeks already. so kung mg computer ako swerte nlng kung di ma off ang monitor coz if it did. I have to restart it all over again. KAPOY! and then sometimes nga, even if I just turned it on na wala pko naka start kung ano mang gawin ko ma off na naman sya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes mg automatic restart pero often times I have to restart it myself. And pressing the restart button wouldn't work so I have to turn the powersource off then after a while I have to turn it back on. Yes, very inconvenient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, don't go to a computer shop to fix our computer because my older brother knows how. But unfortunately, my older brother has been out of town because of work and when he gets home he doesn't have time to fix the computer because he's busy having fun (syempre paminsan nlng sya andito sa davao). and he has his own laptop so he doesnt use this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huhuhuhu...&lt;br /&gt;Ngaun ko lng toh ni post sa blog kc napuno nako.. Grabeh kanina ilang beses ako ng restart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. back to the question. Have you experienced this?&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is wrong with our computer??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-3215552340404670851?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/3215552340404670851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=3215552340404670851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/3215552340404670851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/3215552340404670851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/09/computer-problem.html' title='computer problem'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-7769573281016735967</id><published>2008-09-09T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T00:41:04.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>layout expanded</title><content type='html'>yesterday, I searched different sites to look for blogger layouts which has 3 columns and a wide main page (so that i dont have to resize my pics). I found a very cute hello kitty layout, which has the qualities of the new layout I'm looking for. But I cannot use it because it doesn't have HTML codes. Then and there, i found out that there are 2 classes of blogger: a new blogger and an old blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say, mine was an old blogger. I just started my blogger last March 2008, so I know I have gotten a new blogger back then since new blogger was out since 2006. Then, I remembered, I got a new blogger when i registered for my blogger account but switched to the classic blogger (old blogger) which uses HTML codes instead of XML codes. Under layouts &gt; edit Html: there is a link below which lets you switch back to the classic blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I wanted to switch back to the new blogger account but unfortunately. There is no link back to switch to the new blogger. It is so UNFAIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whom to go to. I don't know the email ads of the blogger admins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! I am so hating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept and today, I thought I'll just stick to what I have (the HTML blogger) rather than to make a new account and redo all my blogs (I already have around 75 blogs since March 2008) and no way am I gonna copy-paste it to a new blogger account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I edited my current layout extending its width to host my pictures and not resizing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 4 hours of editing the image and tweaking the codes. I am successful. Yes, it took me a lot of time since its my 1st time playing with blogger html codes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By night, around 9 pm, I was blog hopping. I found several domains which have very kawaii layouts! I'm so jealous. I decided to look for a new layout for my blogger. But to no avail, nothing suits my taste.. nothing is like the other domain's layout. BOOOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here I am ended up with my classic account and my not-so-kawaii layout! T_T sniff**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish someone would give me a free domain and a free pink-kawaii-layout.&lt;br /&gt;wish**wish**wish**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-7769573281016735967?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/7769573281016735967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=7769573281016735967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/7769573281016735967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/7769573281016735967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/09/layout-expanded.html' title='layout expanded'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-4900829020739092190</id><published>2008-09-07T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T18:22:30.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aileen (neon)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/photoshop/?action=view&amp;current=aileenny.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/photoshop/aileenny.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photographer: abigail wong&lt;br /&gt;rendered by: victoria amamio&lt;br /&gt;date edited: 06 September 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-4900829020739092190?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/4900829020739092190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=4900829020739092190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/4900829020739092190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/4900829020739092190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/09/aileen-neon.html' title='aileen (neon)'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/photoshop/th_aileenny.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-5111409770577889734</id><published>2008-09-07T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T17:59:13.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>venus for nike</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/photoshop/?action=view&amp;current=venusnike.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/photoshop/venusnike.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photographer: victoria amamio&lt;br /&gt;rendered by: victoria amamio&lt;br /&gt;nike images: from nike&lt;br /&gt;date: 06 September 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-5111409770577889734?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/5111409770577889734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=5111409770577889734' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/5111409770577889734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/5111409770577889734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/09/venus-for-nike.html' title='venus for nike'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/photoshop/th_venusnike.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-3263726632601160841</id><published>2008-09-06T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T23:14:14.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>republicans and democrats</title><content type='html'>I am not into current events and Politics.&lt;br /&gt;I am already a Bachelor of Science Graduate but I don't know anything about the government and Politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The election in United States of America is nearing and it is all over the news.&lt;br /&gt;I just recently understood that in USA, there can only only 2 candidates for presidency: One for the republicans and the other is for the Democrats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what is really the difference between the two.&lt;br /&gt;I know this was already tackled in secondary school and more so in college. For your information I passed Political Science 101, but I don't remember anything from what we have tackled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so I searched the net on the simplest way on what is the difference between the two and here's what I got.&lt;br /&gt;I would just like to post it here so that I have a future reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;written by:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ironduke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from worldaffairsboard.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The most simple answer would be that Democrats are socialist and Republicans are capitalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally speaking, and trying not to use weasel words... some overlap between these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fiscal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Republicans favor lower taxes and a smaller government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Democrats favor higher taxes to pay for social programs to ensure economic equality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Economic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Republicans are pro-business and are economic liberals. They favor free trade and free markets, are against tariffs and believe that employers should be able to freely set wages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Democrats are pro-labor and conservative with regards to trade. They favor tariffs to protect domestic labor from competition overseas, support workers right to unionize, strike, and collectively bargain for wages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Foreign and Defense Policy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Republicans favor foreign and defense policies that is made largely independent from foreign pressures and influences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Democrats favor give and take with foreign countries when making foreign and defense policy, favor humanitarian intervention, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Moral Issues and Crime:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a large morally conservative wing of the Republican party, which is a relatively recent addition after Nixon's Southern strategy of the 1960s and 70s. Anti-abortion, favors punishment over rehabilitation, supports the death penalty, faith-based initiatives, legislate morality with regards to media violence, pornography, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Democrats are socially liberal, tend to be less religious, are pro-abortion, favor rehabilitation over punishment in criminal matters, against the death penalty, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing to keep in mind is that portions of the Republican and Democratic parties changed vastly in just a few decades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Northern Republicans of today were the standard type of Republican until the 1960s and 1970s. In the North, the Democrats are basically the same today as there were pre-1960, being pro-union and in large part representing immigrants and the descendants of immigrants from eastern and southern Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Southern Democrats of old are the Southern Republicans of today. In addition, the expansion of business, industry and commerce during the Sunbelt economic boom created/imported a class of Republicans that is more akin to the traditional Northern-style Republicans that was largely non-existent before. The Republican party has become almost monolithic within the military which is also a mid-20th century change. Most people who join the US military are Southern so this is another way the Republican Party has grown in the South, through servicemen, veterans, their families, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Southern Democrats of today as-is were generally non-existent in the South until the 1960s. There are carry-overs who remained Democrat (even old ones who live to this day). They are generally relics. At the state government level in the South, however, there are still Democrats who are old-style Southern conservatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also a transformation in the West (not including coastal states, but including western Midwestern states) in which there was a political transformation from Democrat to Republican. The agrarian nature of these states, late 19th century depressions that led to the collapse of agricultural prices, the perceived unfairness of the railroad industry in overcharging farmers to carry their goods East, saw the rise of the Populist Party whose themes were incorporated by the Democrats. These "Westerners" eventually became Republican with the boom of agricultural prices during WWI and the Roaring 20s, went Democrat during the Depression and WWII, then swung back to the Republicans during the 50s and have stayed that way ever since.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, you can learn from this as much as I have learned from it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-3263726632601160841?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/3263726632601160841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=3263726632601160841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/3263726632601160841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/3263726632601160841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/09/republicans-and-democrats.html' title='republicans and democrats'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-3608966035735125982</id><published>2008-09-06T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:20:38.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hannah raissa and her 14 sites</title><content type='html'>i have linked one of her sites before. Recently, she left a message on my cbox telling me that i could get paid at freebies4webmasters Then I went to her page.. and saw that it was a different site :-) There I saw an invitation for her contest: to link her 14 sites. I was shocked to discover that one person could host 14 sites. I was really amazed by her. And to think, all of her sites have cute layouts (which I suppose is designed by her).&lt;br /&gt;It is really amazing because all of the 14 sites have different topics and different blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the details of my life you can see in my single site: Victoria's online Diary. But, Hannah Raissa,no. She's different. She distributed parts of her life in her 14 sites :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go check it out :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pink-glamour.com/"&gt; fashion tips (1st blog) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sugar-princess.com/"&gt; hellokitty world &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinksnapshots.net/"&gt; snapshots &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fairywinklebabies.net/"&gt; cute babies &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinkglamour.net/"&gt; sister site &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundofreminiscing.blogspot.com/"&gt; songs of her life &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pink-dazzles.blogspot.com/"&gt; flowers and weddings &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://knowthebloggers.blogspot.com/"&gt; blogger's life &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sprinklecupcakes.blogspot.com/"&gt; love cupcakes &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinkandbubbly.com/"&gt; photoblog &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pink-posh.in/"&gt; dolls and graphics &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sweetrai.freehostia.com/blog/"&gt; cool poems &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sugar-bush.net/"&gt; candy madness &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chocobaby.luv.ph/"&gt; chocolates &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://magicpink14.blogspot.com/"&gt; total = 14 sites &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-3608966035735125982?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/3608966035735125982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=3608966035735125982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/3608966035735125982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/3608966035735125982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/09/hannah-raissa-and-her-14-sites.html' title='hannah raissa and her 14 sites'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-1821542535693301368</id><published>2008-09-06T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T14:22:11.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd anniversary e-card</title><content type='html'>When I checked out my mail, yahoo reminded me of my upcoming anniversary with my boyfriend. Supposed to be the 13th of September would be our 2nd anniversary. Unfortunately it ended last August 08, 2008 (maybe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still our friendship goes on so I decided to make a personalized e-card for him. And this is what I did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/?action=view&amp;current=aniversary2.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/aniversary2.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-1821542535693301368?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/1821542535693301368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=1821542535693301368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/1821542535693301368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/1821542535693301368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/09/2nd-anniversary-e-card.html' title='2nd anniversary e-card'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-8152431807717790952</id><published>2008-09-05T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T23:04:37.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>regrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/?action=view&amp;current=regretscopy-1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/regretscopy-1.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;One of my principles in life is "Never regret anything for in one point it was exactly what i wanted".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to live by this principle but i couldn't help regretting 20% of what happened to me in my past life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have done series of decisions in the past that changed my life and changed how other people view me as a person.&lt;br /&gt;Series of decisions that can never be erased from history, instilled in other people's mind and will continue to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking quietly and reminiscing the past would bring back old memories that i tried to lock completely in my old closet of bad memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, which includes me, tried to say a million times that we learn from our mistakes and we become stronger each day most especially passing through troubled moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, what we say is true. Yes, I have become stronger than what I was but I cannot hide it from everyone who I was before, I cannot erase it from Victoria's book of history. I cannot simply undo it or go back to my last saved point and just start all over again. For living 21 years of life, I still have another 21 years or more in living my life and carrying those history pages with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish that I could be granted a new life and start from zero. But am I willing to erase 80% of my good life just to erase the regrettable 20%?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO. For how many years that I have lived my life, I am willing to continue and fight in this battle called "living". Eventually, I will cover up the awful things I have done in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can't be helped if other people cannot forget who I was and spread my flaws to their friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what is important is that I see myself as a changed person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05 September 2008&lt;br /&gt;10.00 pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-8152431807717790952?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/8152431807717790952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=8152431807717790952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/8152431807717790952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/8152431807717790952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/09/regrets.html' title='regrets'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-7656343069820151944</id><published>2008-09-04T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T21:11:30.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gossip girl season 2 premiere</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=gg2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/gg2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THE BITCH IS BACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=spoileralertcopy.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/spoileralertcopy.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all people, I didn't thought Nate Archibald would actually date an older, married woman. I thought highly of him in season 1. Oh well, good impression lasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Chuck Bass because he is Chuck Bass, but I hated him for not expressing his true feelings. Afraid of losing his "Chuck Bass" name I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate seeing two people definitely inlove with each other but not showing off their true feelings and eventually ending up with the wrong person. (geez)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love those guys who goes to the other circle, swallow his pride and get the love of his life back. The result: happy ending or shall I say a happy beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S is still S and B is still B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A line that caught my attention:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes what starts as a fling can lead to the real thing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed it sometimes does, but then again... is it really the real thing? or just a fling that lasted long?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-7656343069820151944?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/7656343069820151944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=7656343069820151944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/7656343069820151944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/7656343069820151944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/09/gossip-girl-season-2-premiere.html' title='gossip girl season 2 premiere'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/th_gg2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-7385900145832954326</id><published>2008-08-29T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T17:39:12.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IELTS speaking test</title><content type='html'>I just had my IELTS speaking test this morning :-)&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I was early, I had time to relax around the hotel. By the way it was held at Marco Polo Hotel, Davao City.&lt;br /&gt;There were two interviewers. When I first saw my interviewer she was somewhat intimidating.. but i smiled all the way through the course of the interview. Eventually, she smiled also. But even if she smiled, she really looks strict. She makes me nervous.&lt;br /&gt;For my part 2 test, I was asked about a place that I like that has lots of water.&lt;br /&gt;I answered in confidence about Paradise Island Beach Resort, that was the first place that came into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I did well.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I did my best, I have no regrets :-)&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it will be enough to get a grade of 7 :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, while waiting for my turn. One of the IELTS examinees, who also happened to by my classmate in my IELTs review class, lend me his "prayer before examinations" booklet. I was surprised by the question he asked me. He asked me whether I am a Catholic or not. I told him I am so he lent me his prayer book. It was a beautiful prayer and I am really thankful to him for letting me borrow it! I forgot to give it back to him before he went inside the room for his test. So before I went inside my test room, i left it outside the room, hoping that he would pick it up before he left. When I came out of my test room, the prayer booklet was still there and he was already gone. So, I took the prayer booklet and brought it home with me. Hopefully, i will see him tomorrow so i can return it to him. For the mean time, since it is still with me, I will pray for him instead. (even if i dont know his name) :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/kikaikyut/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00859.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/kikaikyut/DSC00859.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/kikaikyut/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00867.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/kikaikyut/DSC00867.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/kikaikyut/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00870.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/kikaikyut/DSC00870.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/kikaikyut/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00875.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/kikaikyut/DSC00875.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/kikaikyut/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00876.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/kikaikyut/DSC00876.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-7385900145832954326?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/7385900145832954326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=7385900145832954326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/7385900145832954326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/7385900145832954326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/08/ielts-speaking-test.html' title='IELTS speaking test'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/kikaikyut/th_DSC00859.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-4376211577203377964</id><published>2008-08-29T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T16:46:23.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love for the Philippines</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I just wanted to post this to remind me that I am a Filipino and I should be proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My Short Essay about the Philippines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaeyoun Kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filipinos always complain about the corruption in the Philippines. Do you really think the corruption is the problem of the Philippines? I do not think so. I strongly believe that the problem is the lack of love for the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me first talk about my country, Korea. It might help you understand my point. After the Korean War, South Korea was one of the poorest countries in the world. Koreans had to start from scratch because entire country was destroyed completely after the Korean War, and we had no natural resources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koreans used to talk about the Philippines, for Filipinos were very rich in Asia. We envy Filipinos. Koreans really wanted to be well off like Filipinos. Many Koreans died of famine. My father's brother also died because of famine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korean government was awfully corrupt and is still very corrupt beyond your imagination, but Korea was able to develop dramatically because Koreans really did their best for the common good with their heart burning with patriotism. Koreans did not work just for themselves but also for their neighborhood and country. Education inspired young men with the spirit of patriotism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 years ago, President Park took over the government to reform Korea. He tried to borrow money from other countries, but it was not possible to get a loan and attract a foreign investment because the economy situation of South Korea was so bad. Korea had only three factories. So, President Park sent many mine workers and nurses to Germany so that they could send money to Korea to build a factory. They had to go through a horrible experience. In 1964, President Park visited Germany to borrow money. Hundred of Koreans in Germany came to the airport to welcome him and cried there as they saw the President Park. They asked to him, "President, when can we be well off?" That was the only question everyone asked to him. President Park cried with them and promised them that Korea would be well off if everyone works hard for Korea, and the President of Germany got the strong impression on them and lent money to Korea. So, President Park was able to build many factories in Korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He always asked Koreans to love their country from their heart. Many Korean scientists and engineers in the USA came back to Korea to help developing country because they wanted their country to be well off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though they received very small salary, they did their best for Korea. They always hoped that their children would live in well off country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents always brought me to the places where poor and physically handicapped people live. They wanted me to understand their life and help them. I also worked for Catholic Church when I was in the army. The only thing I learned from Catholic Church was that we have to love our neighborhood. And I have loved my neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you cried for the Philippines? I have cried for my country several times. I also cried for the Philippines because of so many poor people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to the New Bilibid prison. What made me sad in the prison were the prisoners who do not have any love for their country. They go to mass and work for Church. They pray everyday. However, they do not love the Philippines. I talked to two prisoners at the maximum security compound, and both of them said that they would leave the Philippines right after they are released from the prison. They said that they would start a new life in other countries and never come back to the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many Koreans have a great love for Korea so that we were able to share our wealth with our neighborhood. The owners of factory and company were distributed their profit to their employees fairly so that employees could buy what they needed and saved money for the future and their children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in Korea, I had a very strong faith and wanted to be a priest. However, when I came to the Philippines, I completely lost my faith. I was very confused when I saw many unbelievable situations in the Philippines. Street kids always make me sad, and I see them everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Philippines is the only Catholic country in Asia, but there are too many poor people here. People go to church every Sunday to pray, but nothing has been changed. My parents came to the Philippines last week and saw this situation. They told me that Korea was much poorer than the present Philippines when they were young. They are so sorry that there so many beggars and street kids. When we went to Pasangjan, I forced my parents to take a boat because it would fun. However, they were not happy after taking a boat. They said that they would not take the boat again because they were sympathized the boat men, for the boat men were very poor and had a small frame. Most of people just took a boat and enjoyed it. But my parents did not enjoy it because of love for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother who has been working for Catholic Church since I was very young told me that if we just go to mass without changing ourselves, we are not Catholic indeed. Faith should come with action. She added that I have to love Filipinos and do good things for them because all of us are same and have received a great love from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want Filipinos to love their neighborhood and country as much as they love God so that the Philippines will be well off. I am sure that love is the keyword which Filipinos should remember. We cannot change the sinful structure at once. It should start from person. Love must start in everybody in a small scale and have to grow. A lot of things happen if we open up to love. Let's put away our prejudices and look at our worries with our new eyes. I discover that every person is worthy to be loved. Trust in love, because it makes changes possible. Love changes you and me. It changes people, contexts and relationships. It changes the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please love your neighborhood and country. Jesus Christ said that whatever we do to others we do to Him. In the Philippines, there is God for people who are abused and abandoned. There is God who is crying for love. If you have a child, teach them how to love the Philippines. Teach them why they have to love their neighborhood and country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You already know that God also will be very happy if you love others. That's all I really want to ask you Filipinos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the Philippines worth crying for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will shed tears for the Motherland?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will lend a hand to lift her spirit, to hold the lonely Flag that symbolize her name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Before I am like the prisoners who wants to go to other country and seek new life there, because of this essay, I realized that maybe soon I will be working in other countries but after I will always come back here in the Philippines :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-4376211577203377964?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/4376211577203377964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=4376211577203377964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/4376211577203377964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/4376211577203377964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-for-philippines.html' title='Love for the Philippines'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-401787331527704820</id><published>2008-08-27T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T11:12:54.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>creative quote contest entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=creativequotecontest.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/creativequotecontest.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font family="trebuchet" size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"If God had made life today perfect, then he wouldn't have needed to create tomorrow"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-401787331527704820?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/401787331527704820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=401787331527704820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/401787331527704820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/401787331527704820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/08/creative-quote-contest-entry.html' title='creative quote contest entry'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/th_creativequotecontest.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-3174473594261320656</id><published>2008-08-27T10:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T10:50:42.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prayer to  St. Jude</title><content type='html'>St. Jude, apostle of Christ, the Church honors you, and prays to you as patron of hopeless and difficult cases. Pray for us in our needs. Make use, we implore you, of the powerful privilege given to yo to bring visible and speedy help where help is needed. Pray that we humbly accept the trials and dissapointments adn mistakes which are part of our human nature. Let us see the reflection of the sufferings of Christ in our daily trials and tribulations. Let us see in spirit of great faith and hope the part we even now share in joy of Christ's resurrection, and which we long to share fully in heaven. Intercede for us that we may again experience this joy in answer to our present needs if it is God's desire on us. (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Here make your request&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-3174473594261320656?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/3174473594261320656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=3174473594261320656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/3174473594261320656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/3174473594261320656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/08/prayer-to-st-jude.html' title='prayer to  St. Jude'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-1957179136206489659</id><published>2008-08-27T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T10:45:51.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prayer to St. Anthony</title><content type='html'>Holy St. Anthony, gentlest of Saints, your love for God and charity for his creatures made you worthy even on earth to possess miraculous powers. Miracles waited on your word which you were ever ready to speak for those in trouble or anxiety. Encouraged by this thought, I implore you to obtain for me my request &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;here mention on your intention&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer to my prayer my require a miracle; even so, you are the Saint of miracles. O gentle and loving St. Anthony, whose heart is ever full of human sympathy, whisper my petition into the ears of the sweet infant Jesus, who loved to be enfolded in your arms, and the gratitude of my heart will be ever yours. Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-1957179136206489659?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/1957179136206489659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=1957179136206489659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/1957179136206489659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/1957179136206489659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/08/prayer-to-st-anthony.html' title='prayer to St. Anthony'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-7571277248978473663</id><published>2008-08-22T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T18:06:36.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crying has been my pastime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/photoshop/?action=view&amp;current=poemcopy.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/photoshop/poemcopy.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;august 21, 2008&lt;br /&gt;6:00 pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-7571277248978473663?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/7571277248978473663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=7571277248978473663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/7571277248978473663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/7571277248978473663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/08/crying-has-been-my-pastime.html' title='crying has been my pastime'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/photoshop/th_poemcopy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-3644447739154606506</id><published>2008-08-18T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T18:19:28.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>080808 studio pics</title><content type='html'>this is taken on 080808 august 8, 2008 :-)&lt;br /&gt;a very eventful day for the whole world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st its a very special day for chinese cause they believe 8 is the most lucky number so triple 8 makes the luck triple.. :-) so, a lot of special event was held during this day such as weddings - in the Philippines, churches were fully booked this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd its the day of the 2008 olympics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so since were not athletes that are very interested on the olympics.. we had our own event to prepare for:&lt;br /&gt;my forever friends: Aileen, Venus and Meg's 22nd birthday! :-)&lt;br /&gt;aileen's birthday is on august 6, venus is on 8, and meg's on 11.&lt;br /&gt;but they decided to celebrate it together :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they have been my "barkada" ever since grade school and we've been celebrating each others birthday with the group.&lt;br /&gt;and since its their birthday landed on a very special number.&lt;br /&gt;we decided to make it extra special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unlike other birthday events we decided to wear dresses.&lt;br /&gt;we dined in at dencio's kamayan restaurant at bonifacio st. davao city and&lt;br /&gt;an after party at urban club at autoshop compound. Since the birthday celebrants are very good friends of the owner we spent it at the VIP lounge and got a free bottle of tequila.&lt;br /&gt;The party doesnt end there.. we left early and continued the party to ourselves at Linmar apartelle were we had lots of fun fun fun!! unending laughter that i ended up losing my voice and a sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;we spent the night there and went home the next day at 12 nn - check out time :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but before all these we met at SM city davao to have our pictures taken by a professional. &lt;br /&gt;Here are the studio pics taken at 1001 (sm 2nd level)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had fun.. i miss the days when studio pics were still popular and a fad during our highschool and gradeschool days. Back then we had our pictures taken at a studio pics every week and give it off to friends (as if) like stationery that we barter.. hehe XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here are the pics of taken at the studio.. we had more more more pics from the digicam that are uploaded at my multiply account :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pics are taken by the studio but are edited by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/studiopics%20aug2008/?action=view&amp;current=1copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/studiopics%20aug2008/1copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/studiopics%20aug2008/?action=view&amp;current=2editedcopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/studiopics%20aug2008/2editedcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/studiopics%20aug2008/?action=view&amp;current=3editedcopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/studiopics%20aug2008/3editedcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/studiopics%20aug2008/?action=view&amp;current=4editedcopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/studiopics%20aug2008/4editedcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/studiopics%20aug2008/?action=view&amp;current=scan0001editedcopy2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/studiopics%20aug2008/scan0001editedcopy2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/studiopics%20aug2008/?action=view&amp;current=scan0002editedcopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/studiopics%20aug2008/scan0002editedcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-3644447739154606506?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/3644447739154606506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=3644447739154606506' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/3644447739154606506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/3644447739154606506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/08/080808-studio-pics.html' title='080808 studio pics'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i473.photobucket.com/albums/rr92/victoriaamamio/studiopics%20aug2008/th_1copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-6326142766293145821</id><published>2008-08-07T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T12:04:28.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Woman Really Wants</title><content type='html'>Young King Arthur was ambushed and imprisoned by the monarch of a neighboring kingdom. The monarch could have killed him, but was moved by Arthur's youth and ideals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the monarch offered him freedom, as long as he could answer a very difficult question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arthur would have a year to figure out the answer; if, after a year, he still had no answer, he would be put to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question: What do women really want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a question would perplex even the most knowledgeable man, and, to young Arthur, it seemed an impossible query.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, since it was better than death, he accepted the monarch's proposition to have an answer by year's end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He returned to his kingdom and began to poll everybody: the princess, the prostitutes, the priests, the wise men, and the court jester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He spoke with everyone, but no one could give him a satisfactory answer. Many people advised him to consult the old witch - only she would know the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The price would be high; the witch was famous throughout the kingdom for the exorbitant prices she charged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day of the year arrived and Arthur had no alternative but to talk to the witch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She agreed to answer his question, but he'd have to accept her price first: the old witch wanted to marry Gawain, the most noble of the Knights of the Round Table and Arthur's closest friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Arthur was horrified: she was hunchbacked and hideous, had only one tooth, smelled like sewage, made obscene noises...etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had never encountered such a repugnant creature. He refused to force his friend to marry her and have to endure such a burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawain, upon learning of the proposal, spoke with Arthur. He told him that nothing was too big a sacrifice compared to Arthur's life and the preservation of the Round Table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, their wedding as proclaimed, and the witch answered Arthur's question thus: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What a woman really wants is to be in charge of her own life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02345.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/DSC02345.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone instantly knew that the witch had uttered a great truth and that Arthur's life would be spared. And so it was. The neighboring monarch granted Arthur total freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wedding Gawain and the witch had! Arthur was torn between relief and anguish. Gawain was proper as always, gentle and courteous. The old witch put her worst manners on display, and generally made everyone very uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The honeymoon hour approached. Gawain, steeling himself for a horrific experience, entered the bedroom. But, what a sight awaited him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most beautiful woman he'd ever seen lay before him! The astounded Gawain asked what had happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty replied that since he had been so kind to her when she'd appeared as a witch, she would henceforth be her horrible, deformed self half the time, and the other half, she would be her beautiful maiden self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which would he want her to be during the day, and which during the night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a cruel question! Gawain pondered his predicament. During the day, a beautiful woman to show off to his friends, but at night, in the privacy of his home, an old witch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or would he prefer having by day a hideous witch, but by night a beautiful woman with whom to enjoy many intimate moments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do? What Gawain chose follows below, but don't read until you've made your own choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noble Gawain replied that he would let her choose for herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon hearing this, she announced that she would be beautiful all the time, because he had respected her enough to let her be in charge of her own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the moral of this story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral is: If a woman doesn't get her own way, things are going to get ugly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-6326142766293145821?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/6326142766293145821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=6326142766293145821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/6326142766293145821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/6326142766293145821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-woman-really-wants.html' title='What a Woman Really Wants'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-5167533827639537176</id><published>2008-08-05T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T16:43:23.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boys be</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=boysbe2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/boysbe2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have watched the complete episodes of boys be twice when it was still available at AXN (cable tv). I never got tired of watching it. I love the series so much.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, it was removed at crunchyroll.com but, it is available at anivide.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.anivide.com/index.html?cid=417&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=boysbe.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/boysbe.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-5167533827639537176?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/5167533827639537176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=5167533827639537176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/5167533827639537176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/5167533827639537176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/08/boys-be.html' title='boys be'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/th_boysbe2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-3243923237780755021</id><published>2008-08-05T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T16:28:19.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>avatar: the last airbender minor secondary characters</title><content type='html'>NOTE: THESE ARE TAKEN FROM CARTOONWATHER.COM SITE. I ONLY REPOSTED IT FOR MY OWN COPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.cartoonwatcher.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cartoonwatcher.com/assets/images/bannerimages/cw-banner234x60.jpg" width="234" height="60" ALT="" BORDER="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;avatar: the last airbender minor secondary characters of book 1 water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.cartoonwatcher.com/avatar-last-airbender/avatar-airbender-characters-minor1.php&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;avatar: the last airbender minor secondary characters of book 2 earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.cartoonwatcher.com/avatar-last-airbender/avatar-airbender-characters-minor2.php&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;avatar: the last airbender minor secondary characters of book 3 fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.cartoonwatcher.com/avatar-last-airbender/avatar-airbender-characters-minor3.php&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-3243923237780755021?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/3243923237780755021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=3243923237780755021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/3243923237780755021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/3243923237780755021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/08/avatar-last-airbender-minor-secondary.html' title='avatar: the last airbender minor secondary characters'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-7285320076521733045</id><published>2008-08-05T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T16:20:42.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>avatar: the last airbender major secondary characters</title><content type='html'>NOTE: THESE ARE TAKEN FROM CARTOONWATHER.COM SITE. I ONLY REPOSTED IT FOR MY OWN COPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.cartoonwatcher.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cartoonwatcher.com/assets/images/bannerimages/cw-banner234x60.jpg" width="234" height="60" ALT="" BORDER="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AVATAR: THE LAST AIRBENDER MAJOR SECONDARY CHARACTERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=avatarappa.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/avatarappa.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Appa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aang's flying bison who serves as the group's main form of transportation around the world. He was stuck in suspended animation with Aang for 100 years and shares a very strong bond with him. He possesses the ability to fly and can use his tail to create powerful gusts of air. The earliest known stage of Appa's life is when he was a young calf. This is the moment when he first encounters Aang. It appears Appa's mother was willingly directing her calves down to the young monks, with whom they will become companions for life. Not much is explained about the exact nature of the relationship between the Air Nomads and their flying bison. Aang came forward and offered an apple to Appa. Almost immediately, the two became friends and would be together for most of their lives up until the present day. The fact that their lives are so closely intertwined has resulted in a sharing of energy between the two, as revealed in "Appa's Lost Days".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appa was stuck in suspended animation along with Aang for 100 years until their discovery by Katara and Sokka. Since then Appa has been the group's main form of transport in their quest to help Aang master all the elements, as well as occasionally assisting in battle, such as against the Shirsu, in "Bato of the Water Tribe". Appa was a consistent part of the group throughout the series until his capture by the Sandbenders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=avatarjet.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/avatarjet.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A charismatic teen who holds a deep grudge against the Fire Nation. He was the leader of the Freedom Fighters, who spent their days antagonizing Fire Nation soldiers. Later, he decided to start a new life in Ba Sing Se. Jet uses Twin Tiger-Head Hook Swords as his weapon.&lt;br /&gt;Jet was the teenage leader of a band of Earth Kingdom children called "The Freedom Fighters." The young vigilante held a deep-seated grudge against the Fire Nation for an attack headed by the Rough Rhinos that killed his parents when he was eight. He and his ragtag group spent their days antagonizing Fire Nation soldiers and emigrants on the outskirts of their occupied town, living in forest tree-houses. Jet is marked by his almost pathological hatred of the Fire Nation. To him, all citizens of the Fire Nation are guilty, regardless of whether they are involved with the war or not. In some ways he represents what could have happened to Katara and Sokka after the death of their mother; allowing their hatred to consume them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=avatarlongfeng.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/avatarlongfeng.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long Feng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The intelligent and cunning Grand Secretarian of Ba Sing Se, head of the Dai Li, and advisor to the Earth King. In reality, the Earth King is merely a figurehead of Ba Sing Se's government, so it is actually Long Feng who holds real power. As Grand Secretariat of Ba Sing Se and the head of the Dai Li, Long Feng is a very influential, charismatic, and power-hungry individual who has the tendency to pop up out of nowhere. He rose from humble origins as a son of a Merchant in the Middle Ring of Ba Sing Se, to become the most feared man in the city.&lt;br /&gt;By appearance, his position grants him a special relationship with the Earth King, but in reality the Earth King is but a figurehead of Ba Sing Se's government, and Long Feng truly holds sway over its privatizing affairs. He utilizes the Dai Li to silence anyone who would disrupt the common peace, secretly imprisoning them under Lake Laogai and using hypnotic tactics to subdue them. This effectively keeps the citizens of Ba Sing Se in blissful ignorance and maintains the illusion that there is no war. He claims to have preserved the last utopian society left on the planet by covering up all knowledge of the war, when in fact, the totalitarian traits of Ba Sing Se's government are marks of dystopia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=avatarmai.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/avatarmai.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai is a cold, calm, and reserved young woman, and a longtime friend of Azula and Ty Lee, with whom she attended the Royal Fire Academy for Girls. She is described by nick.com as a depressed-looking goth teen, seemingly bored with everything. She is an extremely skilled warrior in the art of Shuriken-jutsu, her primary weapon being small, fletched darts (called "stilettos" on nick.com) that are spring-loaded in holsters on her wrists and ankles. She also employs a wide variety of other throwing weapons with deadly accuracy and has proven herself capable of besting a powerful bender despite not being a Firebender herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=avatarmomo.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/avatarmomo.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Momo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momo, a Winged Lemur discovered wandering about the ruined Southern Air Temple, was quickly named and claimed as a pet by Aang. Aang is very fond of the creature, because he represents the small hope that other fragments of Air Nomadic culture, even other Air Nomads, survive somewhere in the world. Momo is an intelligent creature, but is either incapable or selective of understanding human speech. He is also a glutton for any available fruit. Momo's behavior is more cat-like than that of real life lemurs. Momo's wings appear to retract within the fur of his arms. Momo appears to have four fingers and two additional ones within the wing membrane that can be seen when he has his wings extended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=avatarfirelordozai.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/avatarfirelordozai.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fire Lord Ozai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fire Lord Ozai is the ruthless Firebender ruler of the Fire Nation (currently for six or seven years), younger brother to General Iroh, son to Fire Lord Azulon and Fire Lady Ilah, and father to Prince Zuko and Princess Azula. He is also the husband of Princess Ursa. The Fire Lord is leading his country in a century-long war against the other two nations of the world, the goal of which is to create a planet-wide empire. The war began when Ozai's grandfather Fire Lord Sozin utilized the Firebending-enhancing powers of a comet to launch his first strike, the genocide of the Air Nomads. Now, the war is in its final stages. By summer's end, Sozin's comet will return, giving the Fire Nation the power needed to finish the war and conquer all that oppose him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=avatarroku.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/avatarroku.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Avatar Roku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar Roku was the previous Avatar incarnate, and is thus an aspect of Aang's self. Born into the Fire Nation in life, Roku is a benign force in spirit, serving as Aang's advisor and protector throughout the series. During the episode "Avatar Roku (Winter Solstice, Part 2)", Aang was able to communicate with Roku by visiting the Fire Temple that Roku called home 112 years ago. There Roku informed Aang of the impending return of Sozin's comet. He also described Fire Lord Ozai and the Fire Nation's ability to harness the comet's energy to finally win the war. Roku also manifested himself with Aang to defeat a group of Firebenders holding his friends hostage. He has guided Aang several times since, appearing to Jeong Jeong to persuade him to teach Aang Firebending, offering critical wisdom in the ways of the Spirit world during the great siege of the North Pole in order to defeat the invading Fire Navy and save the Moon Spirit, and most recently, revealing to Aang the nature of his Avatar State. It is the duty of the previous Avatar to tutor the next in his/her responsibilities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=avatarsuki.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/avatarsuki.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Suki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suki is the eldest of the young female village warriors of the Earth Kingdom's Kyoshi Island, in charge of training the younger warriors. She began her training when she was only 8 years old. Skilled with war fans as well as the katana, Suki is a tough fighter and retains feelings for Sokka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She and her fellow warriors captured Aang and his friends, and then accepted them as guests when they learned Aang was the Avatar. When she defeated the young Sokka in a duel, he was humbled by her skill and turned to her for instruction. The two bonded over sparring matches, and, before parting, she kisses Sokka on the cheek. It is discovered in the episode, "Avatar Day," that she and the other warriors of Kyoshi have gone off to fight in the war against the Fire Nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=avatartylee.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/avatartylee.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ty Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ty Lee is a cheerful and somewhat ditzy young Fire Nation acrobat/gymnast, the daughter of a nobleman, who grew up at the Fire Nation royal court and attended the Royal Fire Academy for Girls with her friends, Azula and Mai. Ty Lee is a formidable hand-to-hand combatant, utilizing a martial art attacking pressure points on the human body. This was proven when she was easily able to take down an elite platoon of Earthbenders alone. By striking a bender's pressure points she is able to disrupt the victim's chi flow and temporarily remove their ability to bend. According to nick.com, she can tell people's mood by looking at their aura or feeling their chi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=avatarzhao.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/avatarzhao.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Admiral Zhao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admiral Zhao (formerly Captain, then a Commander) was a ruthless, driven leader in the Fire Navy, and a powerful Firebender. Arrogant and hungry for power and glory, he was Prince Zuko's rival in the Fire Nation's quest to capture Aang, the Avatar. He harbored intense feelings of anger towards Zuko, and it is clear when he is first introduced that they have some history, though it is never revealed. He is a recurring character throughout Book One to the point that Sokka can accurately describe Zhao's appearance, personality ("big sideburns and an even bigger temper"), and modes of operation to the warriors of the Northern Water Tribe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-7285320076521733045?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/7285320076521733045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=7285320076521733045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/7285320076521733045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/7285320076521733045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/08/avatar-last-airbender-major-secondary.html' title='avatar: the last airbender major secondary characters'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/th_avatarappa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-9056326477836833386</id><published>2008-08-05T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T16:07:50.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>avatar: the last airbender main characters</title><content type='html'>NOTE: THESE ARE TAKEN FROM CARTOONWATHER.COM SITE. I ONLY REPOSTED IT FOR MY OWN COPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.cartoonwatcher.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cartoonwatcher.com/assets/images/bannerimages/cw-banner234x60.jpg" width="234" height="60" ALT="" BORDER="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=avataraang.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/avataraang.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aang&lt;br /&gt;The fun-loving, 12-year-old (plus 100 years spent in suspended animation) titular character of the series and the current incarnation of the Avatar, the spirit of the planet manifested in human form. As the Avatar, Aang must master all four elements to bring peace to the world. This burden was dropped on his shoulders early in life and eventually led to his being frozen in suspended animation for one hundred years until awakened by Katara and Sokka. Aang's shaved head is a symbol of his status as a monk of the Air Nomads and the blue, arrow-shaped tattoos mark him as an Airbending Master. He comes from the Southern Air Temple where his guardian was Monk Gyatso. All of his kind died after he ran away, having overheard that he would have to be separated from his guardian. However, after his new friends Katara and Sokka, members of the Southern Water Tribe, broke him out of a massive ball of ice, which he remained in for the 100 years he was in suspended animation, he quickly learns about the war going on between the Fire Nation and the other three nations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Aang was a child, he unknowingly revealed that he was the reincarnation of the Avatar when he chose four specific toys out of thousands. These four toys--a string-powered propeller (Air), a clay turtle flute (Water), a wooden Hog-Monkey (Earth) and a wooden hand drum (Fire)--were the same ones that past Avatars had chosen for generations when they were children. This is the same procedure a child must go through in order to be recognized as the reincarnation of a Tulku Lama in Tibetan Buddhism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raised by Airbender monks, Aang grew up in the idyllic surroundings of the Southern Air Temple. Aang was a carefree young boy, given to frequent travel, play, and possessing an almost effortless mastery over his native element. His world drastically changed when the monks revealed that he was the Avatar, destined to master all four elements and bring peace to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=avatarkatara.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/avatarkatara.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Katara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 14-year-old, sole remaining Waterbender of the Southern Water Tribe who, along with her brother Sokka, discovers Aang. She and Sokka accompany him on his quest to defeat the Fire Lord and bring peace to the war-torn nations. She is a very gifted Waterbender who, by season two, achieves her dream of becoming a master Waterbender. Katara grew up as the mature, motherly figure of her family and tribe. When Katara was eight years old, her mother was killed in a Fire Nation raid. Because of this, Katara adopted the responsibilities left by her deceased mother. Though her interests lie in developing her waterbending skills, she resigned herself to cooking and cleaning duties while her brother, Sokka, trained to become a warrior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the age of twelve, Katara saw the departure of her father, Hakoda, and the other tribesmen to the Earth Kingdom to participate in the war effort against the Fire Nation. This left her, alongside her brother and grandmother, Kanna ("Gran Gran"), to look after the tribe. In "The Serpent's Pass," a refugee goes into labor and Katara delivers the baby, claiming she did it lots of times, proving how much responsibility she had in her former home. Not only does she have experience delivering human babies, Katara claims to have delivered baby seals as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=avatarsokka.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/avatarsokka.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sokka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 15-year-old warrior of the Southern Water Tribe who, with his sister Katara, accompanies Aang on his quest to defeat the Fire Lord. Unlike his three human companions, Sokka cannot bend an element. He constantly struggles to deal with his lack of mystical power in a world filled by Benders. Sokka grew up in his village as an aspiring warrior-in-training of the Southern Water Tribe. Forced to mature quickly when his mother was killed in a Fire Nation raid, he cultivated his warrior skills with a militant zeal, while his sister Katara did chores and practiced Waterbending. When he was thirteen, his father and the other village men left to fight alongside the Earth Kingdom in the war against the Fire Nation, leaving him and his sister to look after their tribe with their grandmother, Gran Gran. Apparently the oldest male left at the South Pole, by the time he was fifteen he seems to have developed a semi-leadership role (or at least assumed one for himself), trying to train children to be a new generation of defenders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=avatartoph.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/avatartoph.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Toph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 12-year-old, blind Earthbender who leaves her wealthy lifestyle and home to join Aang on his quest in season two. Her parents are incredibly overprotective, leading her to rebel and fight in underground tournaments. Her popularity as "The Blind Bandit" attracts a hopeful Aang who, at that time, was looking for an Earthbender to teach him. Though blind, Toph has been shown to be a very exceptional Earthbender, possessing abilities unique only to her, such as bending metal. Toph is the one and only child of the wealthy Bei Fong family, who reside in the Earth Kingdom town of Gaoling and whose symbol is a flying boar. Toph's parents are very protective of her, viewing her blindness as a disability in every sense of the word. They assume that she is weak and vulnerable to everything around her. To avoid risk and danger, they kept her at the beginner level of earthbending for over six years, had guards keep close watch on her at all times, and kept the knowledge of her existence from the public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=avatarzuko-1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/avatarzuko-1.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Zuko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exiled 16-year-old prince of the Fire Nation who is obsessed with capturing the Avatar in his quest to restore his honor and to redeem himself in the eyes of his father, Fire Lord Ozai. After being branded a traitor at the beginning of Book Two, he begins to change from a spoiled prince to an outcast who begins to pity and bond with the same people his nation terrorized. When Zuko was about eleven years old, his cousin, Lu Ten, died while away at war. Soon after, General Iroh, devastated by the loss of his only child, abandoned his two-year siege of the Earth Kingdom Capital City, Ba Sing Se. During an audience with Fire Lord Azulon, Ozai shows off Azula's prodigious Firebending skill and her knowledge of military strategy, both of which outstrip Zuko's. Azulon is unimpressed by all of these exercises and demands that Ursa and her children leave and Ozai be frank about his reasons for wanting the audience. Azula and Zuko eavesdrop on Ozai and Azulon’s conversation as Ozai voices his desire to be made heir in place of Iroh, justifying this course of action by pointing out that not only has Iroh’s overwhelming grief and subsequent erratic behavior made the date of his return from war uncertain, but that Iroh no longer has any heirs to carry on his line. Azulon, however, is outraged and he declares angrily that Iroh has suffered enough, but Ozai’s suffering has only just begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=avatarazula.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/avatarazula.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Azula&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 14-year-old princess of the Fire Nation, Zuko's younger sister, Iroh's niece, and Fire Lord Ozai's favorite child. Azula has been especially cruel all her life. Her mind is set on war and power; she manipulates and even tortures others, including her brother.Azula was born to Prince Ozai and Princess Ursa about two years after her brother, Zuko. She was first seen in the audience at Zuko's ill-fated Agni Kai. She is named for her grandfather, Ozai's father, Fire Lord Azulon. Azula grew up in the riches, splendor, and privileges of being royalty in the Fire Nation. Her sharp wits and the fact that she is a Firebending prodigy gained great attention and acclaim, and quickly made her Ozai's favorite child. Her father began raising her as his true heir early on, taking her into his confidence and grooming her in politics, while mostly ignoring Zuko. From the quality of her ship and soldiers, her favored status was readily apparent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when she was only nine years old, Azula displayed her natural talents, along with her tendency for malice and perfection. When Ty Lee succeeded in performing a cartwheel after Azula had fallen over attempting to do her own, Azula replied by shoving her friend to the ground and laughing gleefully. When she saw the nine-year-old Mai attempting to hide her crush on Azula's brother, Azula used her acting and cunning to convince her mother to make Zuko play with them. "Playing" was quickly defined as forcing Zuko to tackle Mai into a fountain while trying to save her from a flaming apple on her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=avatariroh-1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/avatariroh-1.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Iroh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A retired Fire Nation general and Prince Zuko's uncle, who is also branded a traitor in Book Two. Iroh is the older brother of Fire Lord Ozai and was the original heir to the throne of the Fire Nation. Iroh is an immensely powerful Firebender of the highest order who accompanies his nephew in his quest to capture the Avatar. He looks upon Zuko as a son more than as a nephew, especially after the loss of his only son, Lu Ten. Iroh was the firstborn son of Fire Lord Azulon and Fire Lady Ilah. Iroh was destined to succeed Azulon as Fire Lord of the Fire Nation, but because of the mysterious events surrounding Azulon's death, and Iroh's abandonment of the siege on Ba Sing Se to grieve for his son, Lu Ten, Iroh's younger brother, Ozai, succeeded their father to the throne.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-9056326477836833386?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/9056326477836833386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=9056326477836833386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/9056326477836833386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/9056326477836833386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/08/avatar-last-airbender-characters.html' title='avatar: the last airbender main characters'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/th_avataraang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-5462915269457815680</id><published>2008-08-05T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T15:21:35.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>avatar: the last airbender</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=Avatar_Fanart_by_ming85.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/Avatar_Fanart_by_ming85.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just finished watching Avatar: The Last Airbender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first saw this show at Nickelodeon (cable TV), i fell in love with the show, unfortunately I cannot catch every episode at Nick cause the time slot is conflicted with my class schedule. And they haven't finished showing Book 3 yet. So I finished watching book 1 - the water tribe, book 2 - the earth kingdom and book 3 - the fire nation at the following sites in the internet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://watchingavatar.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;(this site is incomplete)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.justdubs.net/&lt;br /&gt;(series completed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar: The Last Airbender consists 3 books. The first book starts when Katara and Sokka, from the Southern Water Tribe discovered a boy frozen inside an iceberg, whom is known to be Aang: the Avatar. Together, the ventured in finding what Aang missed from the last 100 years of frozen solid. The three of them ventured out, found more friends and together, they helped Aang learn the 4 bending styles: Air bending, Water bending, rock bending and Fire bending before the day of the comet arrives and stop Fire Lord Ozai conquering the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=Avatar_world_map.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/Avatar_world_map.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complete synopsis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A century prior to the series' opening, Aang, a 12-year-old Airbender of the Air Nomad's Southern Air Temple, learned from his monk instructors that he was the Avatar. Usually, the Avatar is told of his true identity only after turning sixteen; however, the head monks feared that a war between the four nations was on the horizon, and that the Avatar would soon be needed to help maintain balance. Shortly thereafter, it was decided that Aang would be separated from his guardian, Monk Gyatso, and sent to the Eastern Air Temple to finish his training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confused, frightened, and overwhelmed by all that was happening and the incredible burden of responsibility placed upon him, Aang fled from his home on his Flying Bison Appa. While over the frigid southern ocean, a sudden storm caused Appa to plunge deep into the sea. Unknowingly entering the Avatar State, Aang used Airbending and Waterbending to put himself and Appa into an air bubble. The air bubble quickly froze into a sphere of ice, putting them both into a state of suspended animation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the series opens one hundred years later, the Fire Nation is on the brink of victory in its imperialist war. The Water Tribes are in crisis — the Southern Water Tribe's warriors have gone off to war, leaving their home defenseless, and the Northern Water Tribe, though largely intact, is continually on the defensive. The vast Earth Kingdom is now the only true barrier to the Fire Nation's domination, but as the Fire Nation continues to encroach on its borders and conquer its territories, hopes for victory grow bleaker with each passing year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the present day, two teenage siblings from the Southern Water Tribe — Katara, a Waterbender, and her brother Sokka — discover and free Aang from his iceberg. Aang soon finds out that in his absence, the war that the monks feared had started. The very year he vanished, the ruthless Fire Lord Sozin took advantage of both the Avatar's absence and the Firebending-enhancing powers of a powerful burning comet to launch a war on the three other nations. To Aang's shock and disbelief, the Fire Nation's opening gambit had been a genocidal assault on the Air Nomads. The Air Temples were stormed and the Airbenders slaughtered in an effort to break the Avatar Cycle, leaving him as the last known Airbender in existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the Avatar, it is Aang's duty to restore harmony and peace to the four nations. Along with his newly discovered friends Katara and Sokka, his Flying Bison Appa and his Winged Lemur Momo, and later the blind Earthbender Toph, Aang travels the world to master all four elements, while evading capture by Fire Nation's banished Prince Zuko and later the ruthless Princess Azula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it takes years of discipline and training to master any one element, Aang must master them all and defeat Fire Lord Ozai by summer's end, when the return of Sozin's Comet will grant the Firebenders the power to finish the war. If these events come to pass, not even the Avatar will be able to restore balance to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the episode titles: (taken from justdubs.net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=Avatar1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/Avatar1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode 1... The Boy in the Iceberg&lt;br /&gt;Episode 2... The Avatar Returns&lt;br /&gt;Episode 3... The Southern Air Temple&lt;br /&gt;Episode 4... The Warriors of Kyoshi&lt;br /&gt;Episode 5... The King of Omashu&lt;br /&gt;Episode 6... Imprisoned&lt;br /&gt;Episode 7... The Spirit World (Winter Solstice, Part 1)&lt;br /&gt;Episode 8... Avatar Roku (Winter Solstice, Part 2)&lt;br /&gt;Episode 9... The Waterbending Scroll&lt;br /&gt;Episode 10... Jet&lt;br /&gt;Episode 11... The Great Divide&lt;br /&gt;Episode 12... The Storm&lt;br /&gt;Episode 13... The Blue Spirit&lt;br /&gt;Episode 14... The Fortuneteller&lt;br /&gt;Episode 15... Bato of the Water Tribe&lt;br /&gt;Episode 16... The Deserter&lt;br /&gt;Episode 17... The Northern Air Temple&lt;br /&gt;Episode 18... The Waterbending Master&lt;br /&gt;Episode 19... The Siege of the North (Part 1)&lt;br /&gt;Episode 20... The Siege of the North (Part 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Book 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=avatarbook3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/avatarbook3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode 21... The Avatar State&lt;br /&gt;Episode 22... The Cave of Two Lovers&lt;br /&gt;Episode 23... Return to Omashu&lt;br /&gt;Episode 24... The Swamp&lt;br /&gt;Episode 25... Avatar Day&lt;br /&gt;Episode 26... The Blind Bandit&lt;br /&gt;Episode 27... Zuko Alone&lt;br /&gt;Episode 28... The Chase&lt;br /&gt;Episode 29... Bitter Work&lt;br /&gt;Episode 30... The Library&lt;br /&gt;Episode 31... The Desert&lt;br /&gt;Episode 32... The Serpent's Pass&lt;br /&gt;Episode 33... The Drill&lt;br /&gt;Episode 34... City of Walls and Secrets&lt;br /&gt;Episode 35... The Tales of Ba Sing Se&lt;br /&gt;Episode 36... Appa's Lost Days&lt;br /&gt;Episode 37... Lake Laogai&lt;br /&gt;Episode 38... The Earth King&lt;br /&gt;Episode 39... The Guru&lt;br /&gt;Episode 40... The Crossroads of Destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Book 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=avatarbook33.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/avatarbook33.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode 41... The Awakening&lt;br /&gt;Episode 42... The Headband&lt;br /&gt;Episode 43... The Painted Lady&lt;br /&gt;Episode 44... Sokka's Master&lt;br /&gt;Episode 45... The Beach&lt;br /&gt;Episode 46... The Avatar and the Firelord&lt;br /&gt;Episode 47... The Runaway&lt;br /&gt;Episode 48... The Puppetmaster&lt;br /&gt;Episode 49... Nightmares and Daydreams&lt;br /&gt;Episode 50... Day of the Black Sun Part 1: The Invasion&lt;br /&gt;Episode 51... Day of the Black Sun Part 2: The Eclipse&lt;br /&gt;Episode 52... The Western Air Temple&lt;br /&gt;Episode 53... The Firebending Masters&lt;br /&gt;Episode 54... The Boiling Rock (1)&lt;br /&gt;Episode 55... The Boiling Rock (2)&lt;br /&gt;Episode 56... The Southern Raiders&lt;br /&gt;Episode 57... The Ember Island Players&lt;br /&gt;Episode 58... Sozin's Comet Part 1: The Phoenix King&lt;br /&gt;Episode 59... Sozin's Comet Part 2: The Old Masters&lt;br /&gt;Episode 60... Sozin's Comet Part 3: Into the Inferno&lt;br /&gt;Episode 61... Sozin's Comet Part 4: Avatar Aang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-5462915269457815680?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/5462915269457815680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=5462915269457815680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/5462915269457815680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/5462915269457815680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/08/avatar-last-airbender.html' title='avatar: the last airbender'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/th_Avatar_Fanart_by_ming85.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-781262827629220630</id><published>2008-08-03T16:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T04:25:53.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>imperfect birthday</title><content type='html'>aug. 02, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month before.. i am really excited on john's birthday.. my mind was stressed out on planning the perfect birthday. i dont want to happen what happened last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last year, on his birthday, there were lots of drinks, as usual, and we end up fighting due to what they call "spirito sa bino".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want that to happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aside from thinking of the perfect gift, i want to give him a bracelet but he didn't want that so i cooked him bake spaghetti instead, i also conditioned myself to drink so that i won't be easily drunk. And indeed, i didn't got myself drunk. But sad to say, we still had a petty fight.&lt;br /&gt;I thought i didnt made any flaws, but why did we end up that way? that means i must have done something wrong. :c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I failed to give him the perfect birthday. Was my preparations not enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will all go down to history that i am the girl who ruins his every birthday.&lt;br /&gt;I am so sorry bhe.&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;that whatever preparation i did, this was the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;for a month i prepared for this day.. but why did i end up crying??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;addendum:&lt;br /&gt;aug. 8, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duty ako.. aug 7 nyt sugat sana sa bday nya duty ako so i wasnt able to come sa bday celeb at jickongs well sabi nya boys night out man din un..&lt;br /&gt;then on aug. 8 2009 afte my 3-11 shift punta sa haus nila.. drunk na sya but he went home to be with me then shoting at cogot.. peacefull and kami kami lng tlga na bday ;-) altest i was able to spent time with him kahit mejo late nah :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-781262827629220630?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/781262827629220630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=781262827629220630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/781262827629220630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/781262827629220630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/08/imperfect-birthday.html' title='imperfect birthday'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-542335273306553607</id><published>2008-07-31T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T00:51:58.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Goes Around Comes Around</title><content type='html'>He almost didn't see the old lady, stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His Pontiac was still sputtering when he approached her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so... was he going to hurt her? He didn't look safe; he looked poor and hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It was that chill which only fear can put in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "I'm here to help you, ma'am. Why don't you wait in the car where it's warm? By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was bad enough. Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She couldn't thank him enough for coming to her aid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. The lady asked how much she owed him. Any amount would have been all right with her. She already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped. Bryan never thought twice about being paid. This was not a job to him. This was helping someone in need, and God knows there were plenty who had given him a hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed, and Bryan added, "And think of me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home disappearing into the twilight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outside were two old gas pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole day couldn't erase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to a stranger. Then she remembered Bryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old lady had slipped right out the door. She was gone by the time the waitress came back. The waitress wondered where the lady could be. Then she noticed something written on the napkin. There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote: "You don't owe me anything. I have been there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I'm helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here is what you do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not let this chain of love end with you." Under the napkin were four more $100 bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people to serve, but the waitress made it through another day. That night when she got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the money and what the lady had written. How could the lady have known how much she and her husband needed it? With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, "Everything's gonna be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson."&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-542335273306553607?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/542335273306553607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=542335273306553607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/542335273306553607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/542335273306553607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-goes-around-comes-around.html' title='What Goes Around Comes Around'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-558007944337553520</id><published>2008-07-24T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T02:03:13.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iphone 3G</title><content type='html'>"apple's iphone 3G features and price"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=iphone3G1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/iphone3G1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't really interested on the 1st iphone cause it was very expensive here in the philippines. For several months now, I have been eyeing to buy an ipod touch until I heard my younger brother talking about the new iphone 3G that will have its price just the same as a brand new psp. That's only around the same price as the ipod touch but with ipone i could get the combination of a phone + ipod + internet access.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell inlove with it more when i learned its features:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ available in 8GB (black) and 16GB (black or white) models.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ With fast 3G wireless technology, GPS, support for Microsoft Exchange ActiveSync, and the new App Store, iPhone 3G puts even more amazing features in your hands. And just like the original iPhone, it combines three products in one —a revolutionary phone, a widescreen iPod, and a breakthrough Internet device.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ 3G gives you fast access to the Internet and email over your cellular network. And 3G makes it easier to multitask: When connected via 3G, you can surf the web even while you’re on a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHONE + IPOD + INTERNET + more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ iPhone redefines what you can do on a mobile phone. Tap a number to make a call. Listen to voicemail in any order with Visual Voicemail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ iPhone is an equally brilliant iPod. Enjoy music, videos, and more on the 3.5-inch color display and browse by album artwork with Cover Flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Internet in Your Pocket.. features rich HTML email, Maps with GPS, and Safari — the most advanced web browser ever on a portable device.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=iphone3G.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/iphone3G.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's included in the box?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * iPhone 3G&lt;br /&gt;    * Stereo headset with mic&lt;br /&gt;    * USB power adapter&lt;br /&gt;    * Dock Connector to USB cable&lt;br /&gt;    * Documentation&lt;br /&gt;    * Cleaning/polishing cloth&lt;br /&gt;    * SIM eject tool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specifications:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screen size&lt;br /&gt;    3.5 inches (diagonal)&lt;br /&gt;Screen resolution&lt;br /&gt;    480 x 320 pixels (163 ppi)&lt;br /&gt;Input method&lt;br /&gt;    Multi-Touch&lt;br /&gt;Storage&lt;br /&gt;    8GB and 16GB1&lt;br /&gt;Cellular&lt;br /&gt;    UMTS/HSDPA (850, 1900, 2100 MHz)&lt;br /&gt;    GSM/EDGE (850, 900, 1800, 1900 MHz)&lt;br /&gt;Wireless data&lt;br /&gt;    Wi-Fi (802.11b/g)&lt;br /&gt;    UMTS/HSDPA (850, 1900, 2100 MHz)&lt;br /&gt;    EDGE (850, 900, 1800, 1900 MHz)&lt;br /&gt;    Bluetooth 2.0 + EDR &lt;br /&gt;GPS&lt;br /&gt;    Assisted-GPS&lt;br /&gt;Camera&lt;br /&gt;    2.0 megapixels&lt;br /&gt;Battery2&lt;br /&gt;    Talk time: Up to 5 hours on 3G; up to 10 hours on 2G&lt;br /&gt;    Standby time: Up to 300 hours&lt;br /&gt;    Internet use: Up to 5 hours on 3G; up to 6 hours on Wi-Fi&lt;br /&gt;    Video playback: Up to 7 hours&lt;br /&gt;    Audio playback: Up to 24 hours &lt;br /&gt;Dimensions&lt;br /&gt;    4.5 by 2.4 by 0.48 inches&lt;br /&gt;    (115.5 by 62.1 by 12.3 mm)&lt;br /&gt;Weight3&lt;br /&gt;    4.7 ounces (133 grams) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these for only $199/$299 for 8GB/16GB, respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=iphone3G3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/iphone3G3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then, immediately emailed my bro in UK to buy me since its still not available in the Philippines but already available in UK last July 11, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, with further reading, i read that the $199/$299 price is for AT&amp;T subscribers and the unsubsidized price abroad is 499/€569 ($773/$881) for the 8GB/16GB models.&lt;br /&gt;So, it will still be expensive in Philippine Peso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for my excitement. :c It would still be expensive after all :c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't know the prices here in the Philippines though, I am expecting it'll still be expensive but I hope it'll be as what they say that they would make iphone 3G cheaper (with the same price as sony's PSP) ooohhh **cross my fingers**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=iphone3G2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/iphone3G2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits to: apple.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-558007944337553520?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/558007944337553520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=558007944337553520' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/558007944337553520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/558007944337553520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/07/iphone-3g.html' title='iphone 3G'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/th_iphone3G1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-449887481661609698</id><published>2008-07-17T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T18:52:57.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends forever</title><content type='html'>i have been through a lot today. I'm having gas pains when i woke up this morning, plus I'm having terminal dysuria. I wasn't in the mood to attend my review sessions this morning but I did. Good thing i did not absent cause i got good grades. But all through out the class i was having urinary pains so right after, I went directly to the hospital and went for a urinalysis. At the end of the day I found out I have: bacteria = TMTC. It was the first time I heard it. I was expecting: bacteria = ++++, but no, i got TMTC, stands for too many too count. For short I have a UTI.&lt;br /&gt;I've been drinking liters of water but its still painful everytime I pee and after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its almost midnight and my eyes are so tired but im not sleepy at all. I dont wanna go to sleep and be bothered by things that would make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, i have a weak defense. I get intimidated easily and I cry for no reason at all. Im paranoid and I think people I care for doesn't care about me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was browsing through the net earlier this night to find out these friends of mine somewhat forgotten me as their friend. Well, that was what I thought and im still thinking about it. I believe I had established a special bond with them, but I dont think they had considered me to be part of them.&lt;br /&gt;If youre reading this now, it would all be confusing cause I refuse to share more specific details about why I felt this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess if i feel that way with them maybe indeed they are doing something to make me feel this way and not merely me being paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pondering more about this matter... if they are truly my friend, they would still make me feel that im part of them even if i cant hang out with them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just realized while i am typing this blog directly out of my mind that FRIENDSHIP is a relationship that shoul be handled with care as much as it takes to keep a boyfriend/girlfriend relationship stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just thought, the friendship i had with those so-called friends of mine is not worth taking extra care for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all, i have better and sincere friends worth keeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here are them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/?action=view&amp;current=edited2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/edited2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back in grade five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/?action=view&amp;current=j.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/j.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some time in highschool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/?action=view&amp;current=40.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/40.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on junior high i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/?action=view&amp;current=118.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/118.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;senior high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/?action=view&amp;current=DSCF0024.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/DSCF0024.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;js prom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/?action=view&amp;current=DSCF0030.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/DSCF0030.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/?action=view&amp;current=DSCF0033.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/DSCF0033.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high school graduation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/?action=view&amp;current=Bulaklakgrls.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/Bulaklakgrls.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second year college, on aissa's debut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/?action=view&amp;current=BdayPictures063.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/BdayPictures063.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/?action=view&amp;current=BdayPictures077.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/BdayPictures077.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/?action=view&amp;current=BdayPictures073.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/BdayPictures073.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;august 2007 triple birthday party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/?action=view&amp;current=DSC07658.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/DSC07658.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/?action=view&amp;current=DSC08302.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/DSC08302.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/?action=view&amp;current=DSC08437.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/DSC08437.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;present - july 05, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/?action=view&amp;current=DSC04886.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/DSC04886.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my very special guy friend and my best friend since kinder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-449887481661609698?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/449887481661609698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=449887481661609698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/449887481661609698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/449887481661609698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/07/friends-forever.html' title='friends forever'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/friends/th_edited2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-6960042959300730764</id><published>2008-07-15T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T02:11:34.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 4 Seasons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DO NOT JUDGE A PERSON IN ONE MOMENT IN TIME !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The following pics are of the same place but taken under diffrent seasons!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=ewinter.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/ewinter.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=espring.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/espring.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=esummer.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/esummer.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=efall.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/efall.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LESSONS ON LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a man who had four sons. He wanted his sons to learn not to judge&lt;br /&gt;things too quickly. So he sent them each on a quest, in turn, to go and look&lt;br /&gt;at a pear tree that was a great distance away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first son went in the winter, the second in the spring, the third in&lt;br /&gt;summer, and the youngest son in the fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they had all gone and come back, he called them together to describe&lt;br /&gt;what they had seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first son said that the tree was ugly, bent, and twisted. The second son&lt;br /&gt;said no it was covered with green buds and full of  promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third son disagreed; he said it was laden with blossoms that smelled so&lt;br /&gt;sweet and looked so beautiful, it was the most graceful thing he had ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last son disagreed with all of them; he said it was ripe and drooping&lt;br /&gt;with fruit, full of life and fulfillment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man then explained to his sons that they were all right, because they&lt;br /&gt;had each seen but only one season in the tree's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told them that you cannot judge a tree, or a person, by only one season,&lt;br /&gt;and that the essence of who they are and the pleasure, joy, and love that come&lt;br /&gt;from that life can only be measured at the end, when all the seasons  are up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you give up when it's winter, you will miss the promise of your spring,&lt;br /&gt;the beauty of your summer, fulfillment of your fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the pain of one season destroy the joy of all the rest.&lt;br /&gt;Don't  judge life by one difficult season.&lt;br /&gt;Persevere through the difficult patches&lt;br /&gt;and better times are sure to come some time or later  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven:&lt;br /&gt;A time to weep, a time to laugh, a time to mourn, and a time to dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-6960042959300730764?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/6960042959300730764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=6960042959300730764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/6960042959300730764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/6960042959300730764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/07/4-seasons.html' title='The 4 Seasons'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/th_ewinter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-101485096930490725</id><published>2008-07-15T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T01:53:38.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IELTS exams moved</title><content type='html'>"ILETS exam on September 06 moved to August 21, 2008"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before starting my review on IELTS, i decided first when to take my IELTS exam in order for me to gauge when i will start my review. I plan to take the exam with British Council and I chose the date September 06, 2008. So i started my review last July 07, 2008. About 2 months of English proficiency review, I think that will be enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I am from Davao City, Philippines so I plan to take my exams in Davao City. And September 06, 2008 is the next scheduled date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, My reviewer told me that British council sent them an email telling them that the September 06, 2006 review will be moved to August 21, 2008. I was serverly disappointed on the news. August 21 will be too early for me. For 6 days of review that I have attended, my scores are still not stable. I am aiming to get a score of 8 for each review. My target country is UK and they need flat 7 scores. But, to play it safe I need to get a score around 7-9 during the review in all 4-tests (listening, reading, writing and speaking).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, most of my scores usually ranges from 7-8, I don't think Ill still be prepared by August 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I searched for the next British Council examination that will be held in Davao City and It will be on November 08, 2008. Now that is far too long and I cant wait for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other alternative is on August 30, 2008 with IDP Australia. I am still thinking about it though. But, I would really be comfortable if I'll be taking the exams this September. I still dont know the exam dates under IDP Australia though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on mid August, I will just undergo final assessment with my reviewer to determine if I will be ready for the August examinations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-101485096930490725?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/101485096930490725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=101485096930490725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/101485096930490725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/101485096930490725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/07/ielts-exams-moved.html' title='IELTS exams moved'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-5862377904208662795</id><published>2008-07-15T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T01:17:28.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ikaw ang Nagbago, Hindi ang Mundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A Filipino journal about change.&lt;br /&gt;author unknown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tumatanda ka na, tol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasa Friday Magic Madness na yung mga paborito mong kanta. Nakaka-relate ka na sa Classic MTV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesbiana na yung kinaaaliwan mong child star dati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanay na lagi ang role ng crush na crush mong matinee idol noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dati, pag may panot, sisigaw ka agad ng "PENDONG!". Ngayon, pag may sumisigaw nun, ikaw na yung napapraning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parangbotika na ang cabinet mo. May multivitamins, vitamin E, vitamin C, royal jelly, tsaka ginko biloba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dati, laging may inuman. Sa inuman, may lechon, sisig, kaldereta, inihaw na liempo, pusit, at kung anu-ano pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon, nagkukumpulan na lang kayo ng mga kasama mo sa Starbucks at oorder ng tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala na ang mga kaibigan mo noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang dating masasayang tawanan ng barkada sa canteen, napalitan na ng walang katapusang pagrereklamo tungkol sa kumpanya ninyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala na ang best friend mo na lagi mong pinupuntahan kapag may problema ka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahirap nang makahanap ng totoong kaibigan. Hindi mo kayang pagkatiwalaan ang kasama mo araw-araw sa opisina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung sabagay, nagkakilala lang kayo dahil gusto ninyong kumita ng pera&lt;br /&gt;at umakyat sa tinatawag nilang "corporate ladder".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anumang pagkakaibigang umusbong galing sa pera at ambisyon ay hindi talaga totoong pagkakaibigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pera din at ambisyon ang sisira sa inyong dalawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pera. Pera na ang nagpapatakbo ng buhay mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alipin ka na ng Meralco, PLDT, SkyCable, Globe,Smart, at Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alipin ka ng Midnight Madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alipin ka ng tollgate sa expressway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alipin ka ng credit card mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alipin ka ng ATM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alipin ka ng BIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dati-rati masaya ka na sa isang platong instantpancit canton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon, dapatmay kasamang italian chicken ang fettucine alfredomo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masaya ka na noon pagnakakapag-ober-da-bakod kayo para makapagswimming. Ngayon, ayaw mong lumangoy kung hindi Boracay o Puerto Galera ang lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dati, sulit na sulit na sa yo ang gin pomelo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon, pagkatapos ng ilang bote ng red wine, maghahanap ka ng San Mig Light o Vodka Cruiser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala ka nang magawa. Sumasabay ang lifestyle mo sa income mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagtataka ka kung bakit hindi ka pa rin nakakaipon kahit tumataas&lt;br /&gt;ang sweldo mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yung mga bagay na gusto mong bilhin dati na sinasabi mong hindi mo kailangan, abot-kamay mo na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero kahit nasa iyo na ang mga gusto mong bilhin, hindi ka pa rin makuntento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saan ka ba papunta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tol, gumising ka. Hindi ka nabuhay sa mundong ito para maging isa lang sa mga baterya ng mga machines sa Matrix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanapin mo ang dahilan kung bakit nilagay ka rito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung ang buhay mo ngayon ay uulit-ulit lang hanggang maging singkwenta anyos ka na, magsisisi ka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lumingon ka kung paano ka nagsimula, isipin ang mga tao at mga bagay na nagpasaya sa yo. Balikan mo sila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ikaw ang nagbago, hindi ang mundo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=change.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/change.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;image by: mikeletron2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-5862377904208662795?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/5862377904208662795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=5862377904208662795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/5862377904208662795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/5862377904208662795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/07/ikaw-ang-nagbago-hindi-ang-mundo.html' title='Ikaw ang Nagbago, Hindi ang Mundo'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/th_change.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-124025456899030848</id><published>2008-07-12T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T21:36:36.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealousy</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=kid-knows-jealousy-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/kid-knows-jealousy-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can ruin a relationship or marriage faster than jealously. Jealousy creates anxiety, anger, loneliness, hate, fear. No one thinks clearly when jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a relationship with a jealous person is tough. The jealous person acts untrusting or unworthy. Jealousy makes the person unattractive, even repulsive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one wants a jealous mate and no one likes being jealous. So what causes jealousy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jealousy is the largest factor in breaking up marriages. Jealousy comes about because of the insecurity of the jealous person and the jealousy may or may not have foundation. This person is afraid of hidden communication lines and will do anything to try to uncover them." — L. Ron Hubbard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are jealous, a line of communication is going on with your spouse or lover that is hidden from you. The mystery causes the pain. If you witnessed your spouse’s communication line, so it was not hidden from you, you would not feel jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidden communication lines or mysteries make you think of questions. "Will she find someone she likes better than me?" "Is he having an affair?" "Is she going to leave me?" "Does he think I’m unattractive?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are jealous, the mystery makes you assume the worst. "Maybe he’ll fall in love with his cute receptionist and leave me." "She’s going to lunch with her old boyfriend because she’s still attracted to him." "He’ll come home and tell me he wants a divorce."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do you handle your feelings of jealousy? How do you deal with a spouse or boyfriend/girlfriend who is jealous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solutions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Communication is the root of marital success from which a strong union can grow, and non-communication is the rock on which the ship will bash out her keel*." — L. Ron Hubbard (*Keel: The main structural part of a ship that goes from bow to stern—front to back.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are jealous, you need to communicate. You need to stop assuming the worst and ask questions. Communicate your feelings so you can work out solutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob says to his wife, "I don’t want to feel this jealously. I want to get rid of it by asking you a question, okay? Good. So are you attracted to Joe?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His wife says, "Heavens no! Joe just wanted some help with his son. I love YOU like crazy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bang! The hidden communication is revealed. The mystery is resolved. Bob feels much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Bob doesn’t communicate, his wife’s communication with Joe makes Bob jealous, afraid and angry. Their marriage suffers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your mate is jealous, make sure you have no hidden lines of communication. "Would you like to read this letter from Jill?" "Can you meet with Joe to help with his son?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use communication to resolve the problem. For example, you notice Marcia is acting upset and not talking. You ask yourself, "What communication line might be hidden from Marcia?" You realize she’s been acting annoyed ever since you started working for an attractive female boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Marcia, have I told you about my new boss?" Marcia jumps up and now wants to talk. You communicate the facts and remove the mystery. Marcia is cheerful and wants to go to a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As well as using communication to resolve mysteries, communicate your feelings for your spouse or boyfriend/girlfriend. Tell him or her how you feel. Express your love. Show your affection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolve the mysteries of the past. Discuss your feelings in the present. Make plans for the future. Because of communication, your relationship will be a big success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=jealousy8-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/jealousy8-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits to:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.androidblues.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://fleurific12.multiply.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-124025456899030848?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/124025456899030848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=124025456899030848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/124025456899030848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/124025456899030848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/07/jealousy.html' title='Jealousy'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/th_kid-knows-jealousy-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-2447218580283818835</id><published>2008-07-12T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T21:06:27.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Philippines: Workers of the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Philippines: Workers for the World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By George Wehrfritz and Marites Vitug&lt;br /&gt;Newsweek International&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=dollarspic.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/dollarspic.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oct. 4 issue - Galicano Solares lives beneath a highway overpass in a dank Manila slum. His on-again, off-again construction job pays $4 a day, considerably more than he earned in the gold mines of Bicol before he moved to the city in the late 1980s. Yet he can't afford to educate his three children-now under the care of relatives in the countryside-let alone build the middle-class future of their dreams. But the 37-year-old with a stubbly chin and sweat stains on his T shirt has one advantage over others in the squatter settlement: his wife is a domestic helper in Saudi Arabia. "If there's an emergency, we call her," he says, "like when one of our children had a fever recently and we needed money for medicine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That story of economic struggle, multiplied thousands of times over, is the story of the Philippines. Despite the wave of industrial development that has swept much of East Asia in recent decades, the country of 80 million remains extremely poor, mismanaged and still predominantly agrarian. But the Philippines does play a visible role in the global economy, thanks largely to a single export commodity-its people. According to the government, 1 million Filipinos will go abroad as contract workers this year, the biggest exodus ever. "The Philippines has already surpassed Mexico as the largest source of migrant labor in the world," says Manolo I. Abella, a migration specialist at the International Labour Office in Geneva. In all, about 8 million Filipinos-an astounding one tenth of the country's citizens-currently work overseas to support families back home. They remit more than $7 billion annually, according to the government, but that's only official transfers. A recent Asian Development Bank report put the real figure in the $14 billion to $21 billion range-a sum that dwarfs both foreign direct investment and aid flowing into the country, and amounts to 32 percent of GNP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, the Philippines was shamed by its inability to create enough good jobs to keep its people at home. But hard economic reality-a 14 percent unemployment rate and one of the highest poverty indexes in the world (nearly half the population subsists on less than $2 a day)-has shifted the sentiment. Today, in a move that countries like Indonesia and Bangladesh are likely to emulate, the government takes the position that, like it or not, the overseas workers constitute the nation's biggest comparative advantage in an increasingly borderless world. And so Manila makes it easy for its citizens to emigrate, and works hard, through its embassies, to see that their rights as foreign workers are protected. When extremists took a Filipino truck-driver hostage in Iraq recently, for example, Manila agreed to withdraw its contingent of soldiers there to win his release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike much of East Asia, where plummeting fertility rates are the norm, the Philippines could see its population balloon to 130 million by 2050. Experts say the country would explode if the flow of migrants were halted. "I've always viewed [overseas employment] as a safety valve," Labor and Employment Secretary Patricia A. Sto. Tomas told NEWSWEEK. "If you prevent them from going to Hong Kong or Saudi Arabia, you might have a revolution on your hands." That risk, combined with official helplessness to fix the local economy, has forced Manila to reconsider migration in a fundamental way. Its new-and more controversial-position: "Our traits as a people lend ourselves well to being part of the [global] service industry," says Tomas. "Perhaps that is what globalization means to us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labor migration is as old as the nation-state. Millions of Irish fled a devastating potato famine between 1846 and 1848, Chinese fanned out across Southeast Asia for similar reasons in the 19th century and India suffered a postcolonial brain drain that has only recently begun to reverse itself. Yet both the volume of today's labor outflow from the Philippines, and the extent to which Manila facilitates it, are unique. In a system that has evolved since strongman Ferdinand Marcos dispatched crews to work Saudi Arabian oilfields in the 1970s, the government licenses workers heading overseas, collects fees for each departure, regulates a mushrooming labor-brokerage industry and tasks its diplomats to protect a burgeoning expatriate work force based on 56 bilateral treaties with host nations around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike Mexico, where the vast majority of departing migrants head for a single country (the United States) illegally, Filipinos find themselves welcomed around the world as contract employees, both semiskilled and professional. They're laying pipelines in Siberia, mining diamonds in Angola and sailing ships in all the world's oceans. They clean thousands of homes a day from Hong Kong to Dubai to London; Bahrain's prime minister employs some 50 Filipinos in his own household, and is said to have developed such a fondness for the woman who manages them all that he sends her home to the Philippines on vacation each year accompanied by a bodyguard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some experts worry that the trend will, in the long run, hurt the Philippines more than help. While labor migration does serve as an economic stopgap, it's not a good development model. That's especially true when a country starts losing its best and its brightest workers. Although the stereotypical Filipino migrant is a nanny in Hong Kong, the largest group of new recruits falls under the category "professional and technical worker," which includes engineers, pilots, physicians and nurses. In 2002 they accounted for 35 percent of all departures-and many social workers fear their flight will bring down the country's medical system, erode its technology base and, in the end, ruin any chance the Philippines has of becoming a modern, industrialized country. "One of the defining characteristics of the Philippine middle class," says a senior Western economist in Manila, "is that they all want to get out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason is simple: low pay. Lilian Bayot, a 29-year-old nurse with the Red Cross in Manila, earns $3,000 a year, which she says is "not enough to support my family." So she is now awaiting a visa to work in the United States. She plans to settle in Florida, where she's got a pending job offer that will pay her $40,000 a year. And she'll become eligible for a green card within months. According to a global salary study done in 2002, the average Filipino nurse earned just $139 a month at home compared with $650 in Singapore, $982 in Saudi Arabia and $1,666 in the United Kingdom. Nurses now leave the Philippines at three times the rate at which they matriculate and enter the work force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top college grads face the same salary problem. Last March a 28-year-old medical-school graduate named Elmer Reyes Jacinto stirred a national outcry when he topped the annual medical board exams (besting 947 other successful test takers) only to announce his intention to move to New York to become a nurse. He has since changed his mind-opting instead for a nursing job in Florida. "It's hypocritical when I say it's not economic," says Jacinto. "But it's more than that. I see a brighter future for myself there than here." Dr. Jaime Galvez Tan, vice chancellor for research at the University of the Philippines in Manila, sees that as a troubling portent. "Sadly, this is no longer brain drain, but more appropriately, brain hemorrhage," he says. "Very soon the Philippines will be bled dry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labor migration also has a social cost. Experts say that overseas employment is exacerbating social problems in the Philippines, including juvenile delinquency and marital breakups. According to one study, a typical domestic worker in Saudi Arabia will remit the bulk of her $200 monthly salary to her husband, who uses the money to buy consumer products for the children and to support extended family members looking for handouts. The husband often can't or won't find work. Worse, says Florence May Cortina, who heads a help center for migrant workers in Quezon City near Metro Manila, the overseas worker is often shocked to learn "there is no savings" when she returns. Another study declares the kids of migrants "emotional orphans" more likely to commit crime, take drugs or have children out of wedlock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A decade ago, when Fidel Ramos ran the Philippines and the country looked set to become Asia's newest manufacturing center, officials spoke optimistically of bringing overseas workers home. Their logic: professionals and semiskilled Filipinos with savings in their pockets could spur development by starting small companies. "We were riding a wave of growth," says Cielito Habito, Economic Planning secretary under Ramos. "There was a sense that they had something to come home to." But the 1997-98 Asian financial crisis sent the country into a prolonged tailspin, and it hasn't yet recovered. Habito views outmigration as a necessary evil, saying: "Some people have begun to argue that this is part of our natural role in the world. Frankly, I'm ambivalent about that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fernando Aldaba, an economist at Ateneo de Manila University, argues that the government is using remittance payments to mask its economic-policy failures. He asserts that to create new and better jobs, Manila must streamline the economy, attract foreign investment, encourage entrepreneurship and find ways to make household members more productive-none of which is happening with any great haste today. "People leave because of lack of opportunities," he concludes. "The government shouldn't be let off the hook."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Migration proponents insist the situation isn't quite so dire. Labor outflow, they argue, equips Filipinos with skills, know-how and capital. They eventually return home and carry the national economy forward-much like the expatriate Irish did in their homeland in the 1990s. Pessimists point to Lebanon, where remittances from overseas have propped up a dysfunctional state. As Filipinos add to their achievements overseas, it's only a matter of time before the government will face the same question once posed to Indian Prime Minister Indira Gandhi: How is it that Indians succeed everywhere but in their home country?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's irrelevant to Galicano Solares. When his wife returns from her second two-year stint in Saudi Arabia next February, he hopes to be able to surprise her with news that he, too, will make such a journey. "I've already prepared my passport," he says. "I want to work as a ship's repairman in Jamaica." Then they will typify the new middle-class family: Mom in the Middle East, Dad in the Caribbean, three kids at home studying to become engineers and nurses so they, too, might someday venture abroad. That's better than living under a freeway, to be sure. But is it the best Manila can offer? For now, the answer is yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;© 2005 Newsweek, Inc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://philscanner.multiply.com/journal/item/150/Philippines_Workers_for_the_World"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-2447218580283818835?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/2447218580283818835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=2447218580283818835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/2447218580283818835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/2447218580283818835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/07/philippines-workers-of-world.html' title='Philippines: Workers of the World'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/th_dollarspic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-4158488882383788176</id><published>2008-07-12T19:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T20:13:51.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IELTS review</title><content type='html'>Last Monday, I started my IELTS review. Hopefully I'll pass the exam. I mean, hopefully I'll pass the required score for UK. Yes, my target destination is UK. Im, thinking I'll be taking the exam on August or September. That depends when i will be ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IELTS examination are composed of 4 tests: listening, reading, writing and speaking. I'm pretty confident on my listening, reading, and writing skills, but for my speaking? I'm not sure really. Well, I can pronounce words well but I stutter to much! I have been doing reports before, and I have many public speaking experience before, but during those times my speech where rehearsed. I dont have a problem when my speech are rehearsed, but during the ielts speaking tests, the interviewers will be asking me questions that I'm not prepared for. Sentence construction will take some time for me. And there is no extra time. i have to answer as soon as the questions are raised. Plus, my vocabulary is low! I'm not much of a reader that is why i have a limited vocabulary. It is so hard for me to find the perfect word for a particular sentence. For short, im not fluent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the speaking test, there is this part where u are given a certain topic and you are give 1 minute to brainstorm and prepare for a 2-minute monologue about that topic. Now, that scares me! It'll be hard for me to talk about an unfamiliar topic most especially if its not my interest. And 2 minutes? that's quite long.. and dont forget the fact that im NOT FLUENT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, hopefully, ill overcome this nervousness during interviews and hopefully I'll get a 7 on my speaking test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-4158488882383788176?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/4158488882383788176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=4158488882383788176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/4158488882383788176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/4158488882383788176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/07/ielts-review.html' title='IELTS review'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-3339375247037859827</id><published>2008-07-01T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T02:27:41.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my crunchyroll</title><content type='html'>i made a crunchyroll account last march 2008 for the sake of watching asian series and animes. I wasnt updating my crunchyroll account back then. I wasnt interested in meeting new people through CR, i registered at CR for the main and only purpose of watching animes and asian series.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, due to my deep boredom, I kept on browsing on other CR profiles and added more friends. I met a few people and they seem nice and i got interested in updating my profile more so i made this "about me" banner. its not much but its what im interested in :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/?action=view&amp;current=crunchyrollcopy.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/crunchyrollcopy.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u like it? i like it soo much! :-)&lt;br /&gt;thats one of my favorite philosophies in life... the top pic shows a guy from final fantasy X. im not sure of his name cause i havent played the final fantasy X yet.&lt;br /&gt;the pics on smaller boxes starting from upper left then clockwise are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;1. thats me taken at our house&lt;br /&gt;2. thats han ye seul from couple or trouble, korean series&lt;br /&gt;3. thats me again, a close up, the shot was taken from my guy's house&lt;br /&gt;4. and thats oh ji ho (i so adore) from couple or trouble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully ill get to update and add more buddies on my CR account. I love it there!&lt;br /&gt;its next to my multiply, and i can say its better than friendster. friendster is getting boring and boring everyday.. there's nothing going much there.. adding strangers and not having any interactions is such a bore.. plus u wouldn't now who's online or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, as i said, hopefully ill get to update my CR more even if ill be getting busy this month for my IELTS review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting older and I have a reality to live! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, please add my crunchyroll account. my username is princesskikai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harigato!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-3339375247037859827?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/3339375247037859827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=3339375247037859827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/3339375247037859827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/3339375247037859827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-crunchyroll.html' title='my crunchyroll'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-3123782639527138265</id><published>2008-07-01T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T02:10:23.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>signature: kadaj</title><content type='html'>this is my 1st signature, featuring kadaj from final fantasy VII. Kadaj bad image made him soo cool that i like him soo much.&lt;br /&gt;it was also my 1st time to do animation with the use of ps cs3 .. its not much.. after all its my 1st time.. hopefully ill make more better signatures in the future :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/signatures/?action=view&amp;current=kadaj.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/signatures/kadaj.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-3123782639527138265?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/3123782639527138265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=3123782639527138265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/3123782639527138265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/3123782639527138265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/06/signature-kadaj.html' title='signature: kadaj'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/signatures/th_kadaj.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-7622484370685260372</id><published>2008-06-27T20:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T20:36:48.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why why love</title><content type='html'>when i passed through cetw channel (chinese international channel) i ran through this series at 3 pm today (thursday)&lt;br /&gt;and even though i dont understand what they were saying i think im gonna love this show.. but i dont know the title.. cause it was on chinese characters when shown on tv..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/?action=view&amp;current=ambot-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/ambot-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been looking all over this afternoon in the internet..&lt;br /&gt;i went to cetw website to check out their tv sched but i cant find any..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then inisa isa ko mga chinese shows available at mysoju but i got tired sa kadami..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i surrendered.. then late tonight as i was browsing through my friendster i saw this at my friends site..&lt;br /&gt;this was her layout.. i left a comment on her site.. i bet she knows.. but i doubt she'll reply immediately..&lt;br /&gt;so i posted it at my multiply account and also at my kawaii themes group hoping that somehow out of my contacts and the members of the group they know what show this is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many replied immediately and i was very thankful..&lt;br /&gt;they told me it was "Devil Beside you"&lt;br /&gt;i immediately checked out crunchyroll if this is available and thankfully it was&lt;br /&gt;out of the pictures they were really the stars..&lt;br /&gt;but the review says different&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bookmarked the page cause ill be watching the show next week&lt;br /&gt;then just awhile ago a there's a new reply from my kawaii theme group and they both said it is either it is "devil beside you" or "why why love" because the actors on the picture appeared on both films.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i checked out crunchyroll again and they do have that show and they were also indeed the actors of the show..&lt;br /&gt;i read the review and i told myself.. this is iT! this is what i was looking for! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the review says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tong Jia Di needs a life besides work, paying down family debt, and more work. So her best friend Jiang Xiao Nan sneaks in a “Love” coupon in Jia Di’s raffle box praying that the lucky guy who draws it will sweep Jia Di off her feet. As it so happens, Huo Yan, the compassionate manager Jia Di has secret crush on, is the lucky guy. But, tho' the prince can exchange the coupon for Cinderella’s love, it doesn’t mean he will, especially when his devilish younger brother is determined to exchange his “Master/Angel” coupon for her servitude. --DramaWiki"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the episode i saw at cetw.. was the lead actress was letting the lead actor and his company drew coupons from her box..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really happy and satisfied that my search is over and i can finally watch the show..&lt;br /&gt;hope its worth watching! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-7622484370685260372?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/7622484370685260372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=7622484370685260372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/7622484370685260372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/7622484370685260372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-why-love.html' title='why why love'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-4387681210852238508</id><published>2008-06-27T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T20:01:22.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont compare</title><content type='html'>im embarrassed to say but im the kind of person who compares myself a lot with others.. i know its wrong.. but i cant help it.. i mean its like a reflex when i see someone i wanted to be like..&lt;br /&gt;and in some point or another.. this negative characteristic of mine tend to lead me to depression later on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move away from the need to compare yourself to others. And you will move rapidly toward higher and higher levels of effectiveness and fulfillment.&lt;br /&gt;Many of the things you see as limitations and deficiencies in your own life are not really limitations at all. They're created in your imagination when you compare yourself to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time focusing on what others have that you don't have. Instead, put your time and energy into making the most of the unique and valuable knowledge, skills and resources that you do have available to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't allow your energy to be drained away by worrying about what others will think. Simply be your authentic best, and keep in mind that what anyone else thinks about you is not your concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's great when you can learn from others, find joy in being with others, and cooperate with others to achieve mutually beneficial results. Just don't allow your life to become bogged down by constantly comparing its details with the lives of those around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are one of a kind. The more completely you celebrate and fulfill that reality, the more satisfying and rewarding life will be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-4387681210852238508?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/4387681210852238508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=4387681210852238508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/4387681210852238508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/4387681210852238508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/06/dont-compare.html' title='dont compare'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-705897772912011613</id><published>2008-06-27T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T19:59:41.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>are nurses rich?</title><content type='html'>i was browsing through the bulletin of my friendster account when i ran through one of the surveys posted by fred :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one struck me real hard.. tama nga naman.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"9.naniniwala ka ba na pag nagnurse ka yayaman ka?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; UU kung maningkamot ka.. db? d mn muduol ang graxa sa imo kung magtambay lng..hehe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was still in highschool.. older relatives of mine keep saying na mgnursing ka para mgabroad ka at yayaman ka..&lt;br /&gt;at pinanindigan ko un till i was in college.. maski nangugat na akong ulo dahil sa kalisod sa kakapoy.. sa ka complicated sa sked.. sa wlang tulog..&lt;br /&gt;one motivation: "kada pawis one dollar!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagkapasa nko ug board! yey! hapi hapi.. kay naa pa kwarta galing sa mga regalo regalo..peste pagkatagalan... asa naman ang dollars ani??&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kya nga tama nga naman ang sinabi.. kung andito lng ako sa bahay at wlang ginagwa hindi tlga ako mgkapera.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and looking for a job isnt the only "hago" u have to give..&lt;br /&gt;gawd! kahirap mghanap ng work AS A NURSE sa pinas..&lt;br /&gt;and the "hago" doesnt end there..&lt;br /&gt;u have to work ur ass of again to go abroad..&lt;br /&gt;and working abroad AS A NURSe aint that easy as it sounds..&lt;br /&gt;u have to PASS EXAMS, apply for work with millions of competencies, not to mention the financial burden sa kadami dami ng bayaran..&lt;br /&gt;and i still dont know what struggle lies when ur already "there"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still.. its way much harder than the way i described it here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo... i decided.. i have to make a move at maningkamot nko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang tanong: WHERE THE HELL DO I START?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaahhh... matulog nlng ko..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-705897772912011613?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/705897772912011613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=705897772912011613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/705897772912011613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/705897772912011613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/06/are-nurses-rich.html' title='are nurses rich?'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-5610507494605245790</id><published>2008-06-26T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T17:56:50.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unhappiness</title><content type='html'>People say that when you are confused..&lt;br /&gt;just go with the one that makes you happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what if neither of the choices lead you to happiness?&lt;br /&gt;It isn't as easy as saying does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm with him i feel hatred, anger.. unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I leave him.. I'll feel lonely, empty.. unhappy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-5610507494605245790?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/5610507494605245790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=5610507494605245790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/5610507494605245790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/5610507494605245790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/06/unhappiness.html' title='Unhappiness'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-7318063363076565365</id><published>2008-06-21T04:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T04:37:13.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>typhoon frank in town</title><content type='html'>i woke up at 3:30 am coz of this fckin dysmenorhea.. and grabeh ka wild ng hangin.. wla may ulan pero grabeh gyud ang hangin.. ang puno sobra ba sa sway ang ginahimo.. loka! its freaky outside.. uber!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, according to the news yesterday night, typhoon frank wont be hitting davao city. but still, we can feel the rain and the crazy wind and see the dark cloudy sky here..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-7318063363076565365?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/7318063363076565365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=7318063363076565365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/7318063363076565365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/7318063363076565365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/06/typhoon-frank-in-town.html' title='typhoon frank in town'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-8558454693698049877</id><published>2008-06-19T22:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T23:02:06.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my house and my whines (a life changing experience)</title><content type='html'>I was never contented of the things I have, whether it be gadgets, clothes, shoes, house or whatever material things there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was still living at our old house, I was never contented on the small place it has, the tiny living room, my oh so small bedroom which I have to share, the very congested closet that it makes my ironed clothes wrinkle, and that it only has 1 bathroom which I have to share with my 3 other siblings at 6 in the morning fighting who would take the bath first. These are only my major complaints I had back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we’ve been blessed with a much bigger house, very spacious living room, beautiful kitchen, although I have to share the bedroom I’m in, it is way much larger and very spacious, and the closet I now had is huge, with the same clothes I got back then, I still have a lot more space for new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But was I contented now that all my whines back then were already resolved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No! I have new complaints, to start off,  our neighbor is very loud, at 7 am they put on this “bang-katabs” radio station that I find myself awake at 9 am leaving me unable to get back to sleep with the noise and more so.. do nothing. Also, I find it uncomfortable and annoying that the sun is glaring at my face at my room or even in the living room while chilling out, because of the large window panes that all of the sun shine gets in our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will all my complaints ever vanish? Shall I be complaining for the rest of my life? When will I ever be contented of what I have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, last night, a certain news made me appreciate the bounty of my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the recent heavy rains flooding the city, a friend of mine lost a home. Let me expound on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This friend of mine, is living on a century-old wooden house and because of the age, the wooden floor disintegrated. 2 years back, it started at the floor at the back of the house, and because of their poor financial status they cannot repair it, and slowly, inches by inches, the damage worsen. Until this year that even more heavy rain and flood came about, the entire wooden floor of the house fell apart. Last night, I receive the news that he/she and his/her family is now staying at the balcony of the house where in the floor is cemented (you might wonder why, this balcony was  later added to the house, might be only 10 year old).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft hearted that I am, I was easily moved by the news, that it made me cheeks wet with tears, thinking, that he/she together with his/her family, with only a floor and a roof with no walls , they are now living in an open space. With the rain still pouring every day, with the cold breeze, with the mosquitoes plaguing the night, how can he/she live with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was in his/her shoes, how can I live with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cuddled on my blanket tightly, stared at the ceiling of my 4 poster room, feeling the cold wind breezing through the window, I realized the value of this house, and whatever things that this house lacks in satisfying me, at least it’s keeping me safe from storm (literally and figuratively). Then I closed my eyes and I thanked God for giving me this home. And that I will thank my mom and dad for buying this lot and building this house and for keeping me safe. And since I can’t do anything about the house of this friend of mine, prayer is the only thing I can give. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: The name of my friend will be kept anonymous by my will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** i would have never learn this lesson unless this things happen in my life, but shall i wait until i get homeless or my phone will be lost or the computer will be damaged (coz i always wanted a new samsung cp and an apple ibook) or whatever things i am now blessed with gets lost? i dont think so!**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greatest lesson learned! -- be contented -- i hope ill remember this experience always so that id be constantly reminded and really change**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-8558454693698049877?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/8558454693698049877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=8558454693698049877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/8558454693698049877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/8558454693698049877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-house-and-my-whines.html' title='my house and my whines (a life changing experience)'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-6889145921640121951</id><published>2008-06-05T05:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T05:25:27.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friendster vs. multiply</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=friendsterlogo.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/friendsterlogo.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=multiplylogo.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/multiplylogo.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been with friendster for 4 years now. I was addicted to friendster during its peak days. here in the philippines, everybody if not, has friendster accounts. It is one of the ticket to be in the in crowd. The more friends you got the more popular you become. Usually, the hot chicks, the pretty girls or the hot guys get to have more friend request and become more popular even to those they are not acquainted with, nonetheless, including people halfway across the globe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wouldnt dare posting private pictures or pictures or blogs that are for your friends eyes only, because not only your friend will see this, but the entire friendster around the world as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i first heard multiply on 2006, my first impression was: "ah! another networking wannabe". back then, there were only hundreds of people who has a multiply account. it wasnt such a hit to to the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on 2007, it suddenly became a hit, i made a new account last august 2007 and ever since, i have been updating my blogs and keep on uploading MORE pictures neglecting my friendster account. All my photos are stored at my multiply account, a second copy next to the one i stored at my hard drive. And i dont have to worry about strangers looking at my private photos or blogs cause i can decide whether i would show it to everyone or to few personal friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging is more interactive in multiply, you can post comments on your friends blogs and they can post comments on your blog and reply to each others posts. just like IMs (instant messaging) .the comment box is updated very fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you can filter your friends, separate from your family, colleagues, business contacts and to mere online buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indeed! Multiply makes it easy to create, share and discuss your blog, photos, and videos &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;with more of the people you know, and fewer of the people you don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-6889145921640121951?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/6889145921640121951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=6889145921640121951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/6889145921640121951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/6889145921640121951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/06/friendster-vs-multiply.html' title='friendster vs. multiply'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/th_friendsterlogo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-2690319841994549175</id><published>2008-06-05T03:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T04:03:48.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>couple or trouble</title><content type='html'>COUPLE OR TROUBLE (fantasy couple)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/?action=view&amp;current=couple-or-touble.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/couple-or-touble.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Alternative Title:  환상의 커플 / Fantasy Couple / Couple Of Fantasy&lt;br /&gt;    * Genre: Comedy, Romance&lt;br /&gt;    * Film Date: October, 2006&lt;br /&gt;    * Korea Casts:&lt;br /&gt;      Han Ye Seul, Jung Soo Young, Kim Jung Wook, Kim Kwang Kyo, Kim Sung Min, Kim Tae Yoon, Lee Mi Young, Lee Suk Min, Oh Ji Ho, Park Han Byul, Park Joon Mok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      This series is based on the 1987 American movie Overboard. Anna Jo (Han Ye Seul) is a rude, feisty, and audacious American-bred heiress who can never be satisfied. She returns to Korea only to continue being a controlling wife to her already cowardly husband, Billy Park (Kim Sung Min). When her yacht gets stuck for repairs, she hires local handyman Jang Chul Soo (Oh Ji Ho) to fix her shower, but when they have a heated spat over her dissatisfaction and non payment, she pushes him overboard and dunks his tools into the ocean right along with him. Later, after a quarrel with Billy that threatens to end their marriage, she herself gets drunkenly pitched overboard and falls victim to a bad case of amnesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken from &lt;a href="http://www.mysoju.com/couple-or-trouble/"&gt;mysoju.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finished watching this show twice! i love repeating it all over again and again! i just love the story especially the comedy and oh! the lead actress is pretty but the lead actor is soooo damn HOT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/?action=view&amp;current=Fantasycouple_.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/Fantasycouple_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the biceps?? then youre gonna drool over his abs! watch the show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the soundtrack as well&lt;br /&gt;you may listen at them taken from &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/johnkiks/playlist/2Pv7EakO/fantasy_couple_couple_or_trouble_music_playlist/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/?action=view&amp;current=annajo.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/annajo.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-2690319841994549175?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/2690319841994549175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=2690319841994549175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/2690319841994549175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/2690319841994549175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/06/couple-or-trouble.html' title='couple or trouble'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-7107887775095214444</id><published>2008-06-05T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T03:01:03.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The BASICS of Operating Room</title><content type='html'>On June 13, 2008, I will be having my training examinations for Operating Room at DMC (Davao Medical Center). My mom says to review and scan my notes. I started this afternoon. Usually when i study, I write down notes so that whatever i have read will be retained in my head as i write it down. Since I have a computer, instead of writing down, why dont i type instead. Its much easier and faster (lol).&lt;br /&gt;And i wanted it to share to whoever would benefit this blog :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**THIS IS &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;COMPILED&lt;/span&gt; BY ME FROM DIFFERENT BOOKS AND REVIEW MATERIALS I HAVE**&lt;br /&gt;**IF YOU ANY MISTAKES YOU FIND YOU MAY LEAVE A MESSAGE AT THE CBOX AND I WILL CORRECT IT IMMEDIATELY**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=hellokitynametagcopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/hellokitynametagcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Surgery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;designates the branch of medicine that encompasses preoperative care, intra operative judgment and management of post-operative care of patients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Operation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is for correction of deformities and defects, repair of injuries, diagnosis and cure of diseases, relief of suffering and prolongation of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Obstruction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pathologic process that results into impairment in the flow of requiring surgery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Perforation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pathologic process that results into rupture of an organ requiring surgery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Erosion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pathologic process that results into wearing-off of the membrane surface requiring surgery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Asepsis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means absence of microorganisms that causes the disease, freedom from infection; exclusion of microorganism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sterile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A state of being free from organisms including all spores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sterilization&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The process by which all pathologic and non-pathogenic microorganisms are killed including all spores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sterile field&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Microorganism free area that can receive sterile supplies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Surgical Asepsis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Known as sterile technique, refers to those practices that keep an area or object free of all microorganisms and spores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perioperative nursing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is used to describe all nursing functions in the total surgical experience of the patient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ectomy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common suffix which means removal of an organ or gland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rraphy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common suffix which means repairing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ostomy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common suffix in surgery which means creation of an opening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Plasty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common suffix which means formation of plastic repair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Scopy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common suffix which means looking into&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Otomy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common suffix which means cutting into&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Emergency surgery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Requires immediate surgical attention without any delay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Imperative or Urgent surgery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surgery must be performed as much as possible within 24-48 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Planned surgery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can be performed for patient’s wellbeing but not absolutely necessary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Elective surgery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scheduled completely at the preference of the patient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Optional surgery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done only upon the request of the patient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Diagnostic surgery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A surgery that determines causes or confirms or verifies diagnosis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Curative surgery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A surgery that is done to resolve a problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ablative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A curative surgery that involves removal of diseased organs or tissues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Constructive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A curative surgery that involves partial or complete restoration of damaged organs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palliative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A curative surgery that is performed to relieve symptoms of disease process without necessarily correction the disease causing symptoms&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-7107887775095214444?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/7107887775095214444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=7107887775095214444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/7107887775095214444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/7107887775095214444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/06/basics-of-operating-room.html' title='The BASICS of Operating Room'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/th_hellokitynametagcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-2834868909743299782</id><published>2008-06-04T04:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T02:44:01.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>INNOCENT LIFE: a futuristic harvest moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=inocentlife.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/inocentlife.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think 3 years ago, i started playing Harvest Moon: friends at Mineral town with my gameboy advance SP. then, i found out that there was a girl version of that game which is called harvest moon: More friends at mineral town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, i had sony Play Station Portable (PSP). I stopped playing Harvest moon at my gameboy advance and started to play INNOCENT LIFE: a futuristic harvest moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=inocentlife2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/inocentlife2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I didnt like it, knowing that the main character (which is YOU) is a robot. unlike the harvest moon which is a human. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPOILER ALERT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were created by dr. hope (the great scientist in volcano town situated at the south west of heartflame island. u werent the 1st robot to be created by dr. hope but you were the 1st successful one.&lt;br /&gt;he sends you to easter ruins where you will live, grow crops and flowers, raise livestocks, harvest from the forest, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your main goal is to stop the volcano from erupting to save the people of volcano town by using the water spirit to calm the fire spirit with the help of the forest spirit.&lt;br /&gt;in achieving this, you will have to collect gems unfolding the paths to the spirts.&lt;br /&gt;by raising the farm and helping the people of volcano town stop the eruption, you will gain points and become more human :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[IM STILL PLAYING THE GAME, currently on autumn of the 1st year, so keep in touch and ill be updating soon]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/?action=view&amp;current=inocentlife3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/inocentlife3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-2834868909743299782?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/2834868909743299782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=2834868909743299782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/2834868909743299782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/2834868909743299782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/06/innocent-life-futuristic-harvest-moon.html' title='INNOCENT LIFE: a futuristic harvest moon'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/graphics/th_inocentlife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-8354179515969575714</id><published>2008-05-27T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T23:03:57.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earn Money Online by Visting Sites</title><content type='html'>At Bux.to, you get paid to click on ads and visit websites. The process is easy! You simply click a link and view a website for 30 seconds to earn money. You can earn even more by referring friends. You'll get paid $0.01 for each website you personally view and $0.01 for each website your referrals view. Payment requests can be made every day and are processed through  AlertPay. The minimum payout is $10.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earnings Example&lt;br /&gt;» You click 10 ads per day = $0.10&lt;br /&gt;» 20 referrals click 10 ads per day = $2.00&lt;br /&gt;» Your daily earnings = $2.10&lt;br /&gt;» Your weekly earnings = $14.70&lt;br /&gt;» Your monthly earnings = $63.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above example is based only on 20 referrals and 10 daily clicks. Some days you will have more clicks available, some days you will have less. What if you had more referrals? What if there were more ads available?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(taken from bux.to ad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earn money in simple ways!! UNLIKE other "earn-money-online websites" were they are saying to earn $500 or more.. this site offers less pay but TRUSTWORTHY! its SAFE and its EASY!! all you need is PATIENCE and EFFORT!! just visit their linked site "SURF ADS" for 30 seconds and u can earn money!! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(IMPORTANT: visit one site at a time!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?? START NOW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bux.to/?r=johnkiks"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***HELP A FELLOW OUT!! :-)&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE REFER ME UPON REGISTRATION :-)***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-8354179515969575714?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/8354179515969575714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=8354179515969575714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/8354179515969575714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/8354179515969575714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/05/earn-money-online-by-visting-sites.html' title='Earn Money Online by Visting Sites'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-4182516379232430023</id><published>2008-05-26T03:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T04:12:13.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The History of Victoria's Online Diary</title><content type='html'>When I was a child, I'm fond of writing poems and short stories, all written in my handy dandy notebook locked in my secret drawer. And ever since up to now, I always had a diary to write on my daily reflection and experiences in life. I have the passion to write and the imagination to come up with creative stories, but I never thought to become a journalist or a writer. I didn't know back then tat my hobby and interest could turn into a professional job - a journalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took up nursing and graduated with a 4-year bachelor degree, and recently a successful board passer and now a fully pledged Registered Nurse. But, even then, as a student nurse, I never failed to do my interest to write, at least on my little notebook called "MY DIARY".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pondering of what I could have become... If only I knew I wished to be a writer and took journalism. But I can spare no room for regrets being a successful on the field of career i chose to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though, I am a nurse in profession, I plan to continue writing and creating short stories. But now, with the hight technology and more self confidence, I decided to take a leap, to keep writing, not on my notebook just like my childhood days, but using the internet where I can be able to share my thoughts and creations with other people who are also inclined to writing, or to avid readers, or to people who can relate or even to mere net surfers who's just passing by. And i intend to do that through BLOGGING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**since in our nursing curriculum that English and Literature were not enhanced, I am currently self-studying on this subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRAMMAR and VOCABULARY is a MUST! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^hugs^^ and **kissess**&lt;br /&gt;     ♥ VICTORIA ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-4182516379232430023?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/4182516379232430023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=4182516379232430023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/4182516379232430023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/4182516379232430023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/05/history-of-victorias-online-diary.html' title='The History of Victoria&apos;s Online Diary'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-6691919371729686079</id><published>2008-05-24T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T02:37:13.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>together again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;april 26, 2008&lt;br /&gt;before this date we broke up. lots of misunderstanding. lots of fights.&lt;br /&gt;but on this day, he asked me out to have dinner at their house.&lt;br /&gt;it was a simple dinner, i know, beef loaf and noodles and some juice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/he%20made%20lunch%20for%20me/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kikai034.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/he%20made%20lunch%20for%20me/kikai034.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was very special for me.. he did it by himself.. he let me watched tv while he was preparing it and he never let me in the kitchen. :-)&lt;br /&gt;i know he was preparing beefloaf and noodles but i didnt expect he would serve it with style.&lt;br /&gt;he added friend potatoes (my favorite) and he made juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/he%20made%20lunch%20for%20me/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kikai033.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/he%20made%20lunch%20for%20me/kikai033.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his effort was A+ ... i never expected he would do that for me :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/he%20made%20lunch%20for%20me/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kikai037.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/he%20made%20lunch%20for%20me/kikai037.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;lab lab bhe bhe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-6691919371729686079?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/6691919371729686079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=6691919371729686079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/6691919371729686079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/6691919371729686079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/05/together-again_23.html' title='together again'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/he%20made%20lunch%20for%20me/th_kikai034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-1945470201643551929</id><published>2008-05-23T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T20:20:24.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>adobe photoshop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;just installed adobe photoshop cs3 and its freaking hard!!! god!!&lt;br /&gt;before having ps, i was using paint to do my kawaii images..&lt;br /&gt;im really excited in having ps.. it means i can do more complicated and much nicer images, layouts etc...&lt;br /&gt;but damn!! its freaking hard to use the thing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know there are lots of tutorials and stuff.. but i was jus hoping to learn by trial and error... click here and click there until it works out.. but no use.. boohoo..&lt;br /&gt;to hell with this!!&lt;br /&gt;and reading is not my thing.. im not "matiyaga" enough to read all the tutorials jus to learn..&lt;br /&gt;sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my brother is sooo tamad he wouldnt teach me a damn thing!&lt;br /&gt;boooooohooooooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**super frustrated**&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/8742407618458776571-1945470201643551929?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/1945470201643551929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=1945470201643551929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/1945470201643551929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/1945470201643551929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/05/adobe-photoshop.html' title='adobe photoshop'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-6842724300618130782</id><published>2008-05-03T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T00:20:25.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>di natuloy beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;im editing my welcome note.. i dont know how to make the background transparent.. im only using paint so im having so much difficulty.. anyway.. while im doing it..&lt;br /&gt;i juz read my previous blog..&lt;br /&gt;and i was really excited about the whole beach thing with pappi boys.. and unfortunately di natuloy... sad.. but cant do anything about it now.. mahirap tlga mahagilap ang ibang tao..&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. tom im gonna watch movies with my friends..&lt;br /&gt;itl be a happy day.. pero.. im not ok with johnjohn... haaayy ;c&lt;br /&gt;matiis nyko.. boohoo&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. im currently watching the avatar.. and ive found the perfect site! ;p&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/8742407618458776571-6842724300618130782?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/6842724300618130782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=6842724300618130782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/6842724300618130782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/6842724300618130782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/05/di-natuloy-beach.html' title='di natuloy beach'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-5100302512573744946</id><published>2008-04-22T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T00:17:51.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>plan: beach on may1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i thought di na matuloy beach namin sa may 1 kc for 1 week.. wlang balita.. but then i recieved a comment sa friendster kanina na tuloy.. 100 lng amot so ok lng.. but mom will be out of town by then.. hmmm... hope bgyan nyko money.. since im totally broke now a days.. dont have an allowance neither a salary.. so un..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im pretty excited though na miss ko na puppy boys.. **cross my fingers** hoping bgyan ako ni mama ng pera.. :-) puweeess .. :-)&lt;br /&gt;i really wanted to come.. its like our beach reunion 2..&lt;br /&gt;last summer we also had our beach getaway at costa marina beach resort, at samal city :-)&lt;br /&gt;it was fun and it didn't end at our day trip to the beach,&lt;br /&gt;we had an after party at chito's place :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;--unforgettable memories = priceless--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;these are some of the pics..&lt;br /&gt;friends can view the rest &lt;a href="http://johnkiks.multiply.com/photos/album/11/2007_summer_getaway"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/summer%202007%20with%20pappi%20boys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=puppyboys.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/summer%202007%20with%20pappi%20boys/puppyboys.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/summer%202007%20with%20pappi%20boys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=morepuppyboys.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/summer%202007%20with%20pappi%20boys/morepuppyboys.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/summer%202007%20with%20pappi%20boys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=uwinakmi.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/summer%202007%20with%20pappi%20boys/uwinakmi.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/summer%202007%20with%20pappi%20boys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=watchoodoinearl.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/summer%202007%20with%20pappi%20boys/watchoodoinearl.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the group "pappi boys"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nothing beats the time of your life with your loved ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/summer%202007%20with%20pappi%20boys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=promisestolentohaha.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/summer%202007%20with%20pappi%20boys/promisestolentohaha.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-5100302512573744946?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/summer%202007%20with%20pappi%20boys/th_puppyboys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-6495142986195278515</id><published>2008-04-22T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T22:34:33.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>never get tired of loving me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;remember what happened last april 18.. well.. i havent been texting johnjohn as usual. i dont know if we really got back the last time.. but i dont think we didnt.. so i havent texted him but i do miss call him.. yesternight, i texted him na : never get tired of loving me.. naks.. nagdrama.. asus.. ahaha.. i dont know what got into my head to say that though.. ambot.. bsta my sumthing pumasok sa isip ko.. cguro kc wla tlga sya parmadam.. hmph.. then kanina.. text ko sya. sabi ko.. "hellow?" pero libre text back.. wahhh.. ngreply man din sabi nya.. ill nver get tired of loving u.. na shock ako.. kc naalala pa pla nya tinext ko the other nyt.. then sabi ko magkita nlng kmi tom.. anyway.. ill be going to dmc to see the results...&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/8742407618458776571-6495142986195278515?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/6495142986195278515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=6495142986195278515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/6495142986195278515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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chance to read 5-7 since i was in college.. i have a very busy college.. i dont have time to spare for reading unrelated books for my subjects.. my bro downloaded books 1-7 at his psp through bookR so i decided to read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished reading books 1-3.. last week.. i started to read book 4 but it bore me since ive been reading it a lot of times back in higschool and ive the goblet of fire was my fave movie among the harry potter series..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i skipped to book 5 instead..&lt;br /&gt;im currently reading it.. and i started last night...&lt;br /&gt;i tried to watch it on the net though.. and the movie sucks..&lt;br /&gt;lots of cut scenes and it ISNT exactly what i imagined it to be..&lt;br /&gt;the movie was.. much less than what i have expected..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. i stopped watching at once and maybe ill go upstairs to my bed and read the lot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tah tah for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss blogging..&lt;br /&gt;i dont have anything to blog..&lt;br /&gt;twoinks**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to be a journalist by the way..&lt;br /&gt;lols&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/8742407618458776571-9134830839813043383?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/9134830839813043383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=9134830839813043383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/9134830839813043383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/9134830839813043383'/><link 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johnjohn.. pero tinutukso kami parati ni earl..so ayun.. mejo ok na.. joke joke pa.. then.... tumayo ako sa seat ko.. then before ako bumalik.. in arrange nya ung seat ko close to him.. ""awww... he's making a move na ha.." so ayun tabi kmi.. then.. sabi ko iabot nya skin ung isang chair pra patungan ng paa ko.. then ayaw nya.. so sbi ko sa lap nlng nya.. and pumayag.. then hh chuva.. then.. kk chuva.. nalasing sya.. natulog na sya.. then andun lng ako sa tabi. then after.. mgshot pa kna earl pero sabi ni johnjohn antok na daw sya.. gusto ko mg sma kina earl kc ayoko sumama sknya.. then mapilit man.. pero sinama parin nyko sakinla.. then away kmi dun.. twoinks.. kala ko ok na na ngkabalikan na kami.. un pla... nasira lng dun sa away namin sa kanila.. then walk out sana ako.. pero 1st time nilambing pa nyko.. pero lumabas parin ako..&lt;br /&gt;then tinawagan ko si tara.. i nid help.. so ayun.. eat ako sa mandarin..&lt;br /&gt;then humabol nko kina earl..&lt;br /&gt;then hinanap nla si johnjohn.. sabi ko di kmi sabay.. away n stuff..&lt;br /&gt;pinilit pa sya ni pong para pumunta kina earl.. so pumunta sya after all&lt;br /&gt;sumuka na naman ako..&lt;br /&gt;grabeh.. di ko na kaya..&lt;br /&gt;so un. pina tulog nlng nyko sa shoulders nya.. then pgkamya mya sabi ni earl sa sofa nlng.. then natulog ako..&lt;br /&gt;pagkamaya maya ginising ako ni jj.. ngdrama.. about samin.. kung love ko ba daw sya tlga.. chuva..&lt;br /&gt;then sabi ko oo..&lt;br /&gt;tpos bsta madami pa..&lt;br /&gt;im really happy that time..&lt;br /&gt;ang dami nyang kwento..&lt;br /&gt;pero na hurt ako dun sa sinabi nya na .. i love daw nya tlga ako buong buong and he'll give me everything basta lng mgstop ako inom..&lt;br /&gt;tama ba un?? may condition?? hindi ata un tama sa pandinig ko.. so ayun... na turn off ako kaagad.. then after.. naiinis sya kc bakit daw ako hindi mg k back..&lt;br /&gt;well.. i was thinking.. to take it slow.. and as long as na hindi pko satisfied sknya.. wag nlng muna kami mgbalikan... think it over muna&lt;br /&gt;pero atleast ha.. extra effort sya ung day na un.. ung alaga nya sakin.. ung lambing and all!! sobra!! ininvite pa nyko sa brthday ng relative nya sa solariega! 1st time.. anu ba yun..&lt;br /&gt;then na shock ako kc wyl we were waiting for a taxi.. kinuha nya bag ko sakin.. then dinala nya.. and to think he dusnt want to carry my bag..&lt;br /&gt;ay sana gnyan sa parati..&lt;br /&gt;with EXTRA EFFORT.. and everything!!&lt;br /&gt;:-)))))&lt;br /&gt;kulang pa tong sinulat ko dito.. malas ko lng .. lasing ako. .hindi ko matandaan lahat... pero etong natype ko.. iilan lng to sa effort nya.. :-)&lt;br /&gt;sana continuous na tlga!!&lt;br /&gt;lab lab bhe bhe????&lt;br /&gt;ay tama.. speaking of bhe bhe.. na shock sya kc dun pa sa talikod tinatawag ko parin syang bhe.. i think na happi sya nun..&lt;br /&gt;:-) he's still my baby pman din even if ngbreak kmi..&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/8742407618458776571-7135165091193639261?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-7849287860677430637</id><published>2008-04-17T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T00:39:08.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gossip girl reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/revi/?action=view&amp;amp;current=20080421nygg.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/revi/20080421nygg.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im currently watching gossip girl.. :-) well.. its basically for teens.. highschool stuff.. and im liking it.. they say.. the sex and the city for the teens.. totally love the story line.. love the characters and the dresses!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/revi/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/revi/1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. there was this part..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;episode 6 (4/5)\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blaire: no.. nu-uh.. u didnt find me before midnight.. no happily ever after for you&lt;br /&gt;nate: blaire, im sorry&lt;br /&gt;blaire: all i wanted for us to start over, and u didnt even try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agen.. **ouch**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/revi/?action=view&amp;amp;current=leightonmeesler.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/revi/leightonmeesler.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/revi/?action=view&amp;amp;current=blakelively.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/revi/blakelively.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-7849287860677430637?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/7849287860677430637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-1703286124181065278</id><published>2008-04-16T18:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T18:36:44.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness speaks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Always remember that the longer you stay with the things you don't really enjoy equates to every moment you lose with what could be a happy life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-1703286124181065278?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/1703286124181065278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>life goes on</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Life's too short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Grudges are a waste of perfect happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Laugh when you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Apologize when you should.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And let go of what you cannot change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love deeply and forgive quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Take chances, give everything and have no regrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Life is too short to be unhappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You have to take the good with the bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Smile when you are sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love what you got and always remember what you had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Always forgi&lt;/span&gt;ve but never forget.&lt;br /&gt;Learn from your mistakes but never regret.&lt;br /&gt;People change and things go wrong,&lt;br /&gt;but always remember, LIFE GOES ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-275562265313585785?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/275562265313585785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=275562265313585785' 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ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;its been a long time since ive posted here.. dati.. i make sure to update my blog everyday.. and post whatever happened to my day.. pero lately ive been addicted at multiply.. so most of my life's update are posted there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. a lot has already happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oathtaking&lt;br /&gt;oathtaking after party with friends (jickongs, chillnchill and cogot) -- sabay pa kami ni johnjohn nito :c&lt;br /&gt;st. louis party&lt;br /&gt;summer getaway with forver-friends at fernandez beach resort :-) FUN FUN FUN&lt;br /&gt;ng break na kami ni johnjohn T_T sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta a lot happened... hopefully ill keep on posting here.. soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-2907156692857411414</id><published>2008-03-23T04:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T02:27:22.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gensan trip &amp; 21 hours no sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00404.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/DSC00404.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4:09 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;the other day.. i woke up at 6pm.. which is my usual routine now a days.. i was planning to sleep early coz we had a planned daytrip to gensan the next day.. but instead.. i was on the net.. surfing and playing RF from 10pm-4am.. then akala ko matutulog nko... but im not yet sleepy so i watched movie sa psp.. rush hour 3 (pathetic noh.. wla ko pa napanood) hahaha.. natapos ko ang movie.. but still not yet sleepy so i watched juno after.. it was around 7:30 am that the movie was about to end when my mom went up to my room to wake me up for our gensan trip.. tpos hindi pa pala ako natutulog.. pero sumama rin naman ako.. so after the movie.. i prepared myself and nkaalis kmi dito sa bhay around 9:30... sumama ako thinking that i would sleep sa car on the way to gensan.. pero hindi ako nkatulog.. i never sleep sa byahe.. i dont wanna miss scenery.. char.. haha ;p so un.. nakarating gensan just to get this painting-chuvaness-ni papa.. then 3 pm kmi nkaalis sa gensan.. around 4pm.. andun na ata kmi sa.. umm.. ewan.. bsta M ang starting ng name ng province or town or watever.. hindi na nakya ng powers ko at nakatulog ako.. then i woke up.. dito na sa bhay.. weeehhh!! sabi ko.. ang bilis naman.. then i checked my watch.. its 6pm na pla.. i continued sleeping.. until.. 10pm.. then net... then i saw rayray's review about "hana kimi" a japanese series? so un nanuod ako.. till now.. episode 6 pko.. dapat tulog nko ngaun.. kc mag simba pa daw kmi tom.. but im not sleepy yet and i had fun watching hana kimi.. so un.. juz posted this blog since the video is still loading.. hehe :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00405.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/DSC00405.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00403.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/DSC00403.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00407.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/DSC00407.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-2907156692857411414?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-1354269633135993923</id><published>2008-03-20T03:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T04:00:47.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont say bad words at other people</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;dont say bad words at other people --- i learned my lesson...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;masakit mapagsabihan ng badwords.. plus !!!. haaii.. the day was sooo great and isang text message lng ruined it all.. :c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;text text kmi then.. he asked me cno mga ka ym ko.. nagalit ako.. sabi ko wla kay trust .. kapoy enumerate tanan.. sabhin ko mga names pero for sure magask sya kung cno na naman un... tpos kapoy.. sabi ko wla nko giganahan.. then .. then sabi nya ako lng daw nggwa ng problema saming dlwa.. kung ganswer ko nlng daw pla agad.. then drama sya na "so murag dili man gyud nimo ingnon so bahala nlng ka so matulog nlng ko"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;then ng init ulo ko.. sabi ko tulugan ko nimo .. puta ka!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;then... ng text back sya ng mga mka hurt na words which i wont tell na.. kc i dont wana make memories of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;then wla nko rep.. kc masakit na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;then.. gidagdagan pa tlga nya ng... may ginatago daw ako.. guilty daw ako... plastik daw ko...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;--- sakit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;happiness -- it can be gone in juz a wrong text message T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-1354269633135993923?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/1354269633135993923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=1354269633135993923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/1354269633135993923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/1354269633135993923'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;got up late.. by the way.. i made dinner again.. but it didnt taste good... hehehe ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. i already found where the usb cable had been (eversince we moved in).. and it just so happen by bro's at home (the pc admin) -- which means i can install the pc suite already.. hehe.. im really happy.. atlast i could change the theme of my phone and i can upload music to my phone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been 4 months since i had my phone but i only made use of the connect-to-pc feature today.. hehe .. thats because .. before.. the usb cable wouldnt work.. i dont know what the heck happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also.. i got the permission from my mom that ill be the one who'll take care of the cam.. hehe.. we got the digi cam a long time ago.. but it was my mom.. who was keeping it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really happy.. hehe.. i wanna go for an outing or sumthing so that the cam could be in use but i was thinking though.. im not the kind of person who brings the cam and take photos because i wanna be in the photos.. hehe.. but i wanted to have my own copy also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;but overall im sooo happy! :-)&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/8742407618458776571-1062917635999620836?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/1062917635999620836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=1062917635999620836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/1062917635999620836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/1062917635999620836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-can-connect-my-phone-to-pc-and-i-got.html' title='i can connect my phone to pc and i got cam! :-)'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-3873137440322781286</id><published>2008-03-18T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T00:35:59.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy :-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;im sooo happy recently with my life.. i have no probs with johnjohn.. eversince we talked at the foodcourt (03-13-08).. when i opened up everything to him.. we had a peaceful relationship.. well its just kinda sad because i havent seen him.. since our monthsary.. its been 5 days already.. huhu.. i miss him... but alteast its soo peaceful.. hehe :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-3873137440322781286?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/3873137440322781286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=3873137440322781286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/3873137440322781286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/3873137440322781286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy.html' title='happy :-)'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-19429365709929995</id><published>2008-03-18T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T00:31:11.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been *days since i posted a blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, i thought id be blogging everyday since im not doing anything.. but sometimes when i get home late.. im tired to put on the comp.. hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyway.. last Saturday was aileen's thanksgiving party and his dad's advance happy birthday party.. ;p .. i was suppose to go to johnjohn's house in the afternoon.. i planned to go around 4pm but my dad said we have to go to church.. so the plan's canceled.. then after going to church.. (super long gospel).. we had dinner at coco's with family.. then i went to aileen's house after.. then.. super enjoy.. as usual sira ang globe... its hard to send sms to johnjohn.. just stayed there till 4 am then went home.. :-) it was a nice party!! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-19429365709929995?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/19429365709929995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=19429365709929995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/19429365709929995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/19429365709929995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-been-days-since-i-posted-blog.html' title='Its been *days since i posted a blog.'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-5584296943868334517</id><published>2008-03-13T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T01:18:38.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>he made my day for the first time ;p</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;my morning wasnt really ok..i got up and so irritated with johnjohn kc kalangayan nya mgkilos.. i asked him na samahan nyko sa pna to pay for the oathtaking then sa convenience nlng kami kita.. tpos ayaw nya gusto nya tlga sa haus nla pra wla daw yawyaw mama nya ... den ayw ko man tlga kc sayang pamasahe.. den un katgal ko sya gikulit about dun.. den later on sabi nya sa nbi nlng daw nyko smahan kc wla pa cla lunch and wla pa nkaluto.. so sabi un man tlga na plan ko para di kalas pamasahe...&lt;br /&gt;---for short.. our morning wasnt great... heheh.. then daan ako sknila.. pra sabay nkmi papunta nbi.. di ko alam may alam pla sya about dun.. hehe.. he knows where to go and what to do.. hehe.. so un.. then wyl waiting for the releasing eat kmi sa fudcourt.. den inopen up ko na sknya about ung probs ko sknya ung wlang effort thing.. then wla lng syang sinabi.. kadami dami kong gyawyaw tapos sya wla lng.. kainis.. then i thought maybe he's not serious and all... then after sa nbi.. mga 5:30 na un.. we went sa talikod.. tambay lng.. chika chika kay tita..then uwi.. atleast hapi na ung pauwi nkmi.. cge kami katawa.. hehe.. then pg dating ko sa haus.. text text kmi..hnggng sa bigla wla na sya ngrep.. kla ko mahirapan sya send kc ako nahihirapan send.. then later on ung mka send nko.. tas sya wla parin ngtext .. so i presume na tigil na unli nya and naubusan na sya load.. kc ako wla pa ngtext na natigil na aking unli.. nabawasan na aking lod ng 2! so i suppose wla na syang extra lod.. so un ngnet ako.. then wla ko namind ang time.. then suddenly.. sum1 texted me.. na surprise ako to see that it was from him! wow! he greeted me happi monthsary! hehe.. na shock ako.. wla pla tlga sya ngrep daw knina kc pra isave nya p1 nya to greet me.. then sabi ko tama nga pla 12 mn na un.. hehe.. and it made me more happy kc may initiative sya to text me and to greet me! kala ko gibalewala lng nya ung gyawyaw ko kanina.. he was listening after all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he made my day!! im sooo happy!! :-) thanks bhe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-5584296943868334517?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/5584296943868334517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=5584296943868334517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/5584296943868334517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/5584296943868334517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/03/he-made-my-day-for-first-time-p.html' title='he made my day for the first time ;p'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-5505940497201095299</id><published>2008-03-10T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T00:20:26.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a talk with cha made me appreciate him more... yet.... made me confused even more</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;talk kami ni cha about or bf's and it really helped a lot.. maybe johjohn isnt that bad as i thought.. maybe im just expecting or demanding too much from him? to think... bakit ko nga ba naicp na kulang knyang ginagawa for me? kc maybe na compare ko sya sa ibang mg uyab? --which is wrong! and i didnt mean that.. ngaun ko lng na realize na maybe kya maicp ko na kulang gngawa nya for me..&lt;br /&gt;johnjohn is differnt.. he loves me.. i know.. and he showed it to me in a different way.. ang mali ko.. hindi ko nakita!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"im sorry bhe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naicp ku rin.. 2 days nko wla nkipag communicate sknya... hinanap b nyko? wla... did he make a move? wla.. ako pa ba dapat mg make ng move una? juz like what i usually do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im soooo confused...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano ba tlga dapat ko gawin??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i hold on to our relationship?? or is it time to move on??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sssoooooo confused.. what to do?? i dont know what to do... know one knows what to do.. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-5505940497201095299?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/5505940497201095299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=5505940497201095299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/5505940497201095299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/5505940497201095299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/03/bluebeary18-kiksngdrim-nmn-ako-ulit-kay.html' title='a talk with cha made me appreciate him more... yet.... made me confused even more'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-1235585254343493036</id><published>2008-03-10T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T01:36:30.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>designed my sis' scrap book</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;my dad came kanina 6:30 pm i think, from kuala lumpur then we went out to eat at coco's .. sarap.. dami na naman nakain.. super sira sa diet.. as if... haha.. wencel ivited me to go kina aunti glo..  i guess theres a party or sumthing... but i cant kc nga papa just came home and mg dinner din kmi outside.. so un.. wla ako natuloy.. then i texted johnjohn.. na ininvite ako ni wens but i cant.. anyway.. buti pa c wencel ininvite ako.. and hindi na naman sya ngtext today.. wats new.. dati mkitext lng sya sa mom nya.. ngaun di ntlga.. tas sbihin lng nya na wla lod mama nya.. hallur.. pila na ka months or weeks wla lod.. atika ko.. hayy... watever nlng..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;then wen i got home.. tinulungan ko c lia sa scrap book.. i practically designed it.. ung content lng sknya.. hop ok lng un.. kc she slept nah.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-1235585254343493036?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/1235585254343493036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=1235585254343493036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/1235585254343493036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/1235585254343493036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/03/designed-my-sis-scrap-book.html' title='designed my sis&apos; scrap book'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-464714802033045922</id><published>2008-03-09T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T01:57:46.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's WRONG to compare</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i know its very WRONG to compare! I didn't even want to be compared with others but then.. its just my thought and I want to express it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm really having a difficult relationship with my bf right now, I feel that he's not serious with me. Last sunday, I invited him to go to the casino - courtesy of my mom - but he said he doesn't have money .. fine! but yesterday, I went to their house and I invited him to go to church, which is just around the corner from his house -- still, he didn't want to.. On top of that.. he never tried to be close with my family and friends.. :c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What's good about him though is that he let me meet his family - even his relatives and "buong ankan" and let me hang out with his friend.. he brings me to different places..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My x bf on the other hand.. is very close to my family and tries to hang out with my friends but he never introduced me to his friends or classmates or his relatives...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;take note: I have no intention to be back or watsoever with my ex-- coz he's such an asshole...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm just thinking.. whats with all these thoughts? and why is it like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-464714802033045922?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/464714802033045922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=464714802033045922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/464714802033045922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/464714802033045922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-wrong-to-compare.html' title='it&apos;s WRONG to compare'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-1799189039974044040</id><published>2008-03-09T16:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T01:15:26.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Das Haus der Harmonie'/><title type='text'>Das Haus der Harmonie Reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/revi/?action=view&amp;current=dashausderHarmonie.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/revi/dashausderHarmonie.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i watched this movie last night. A 2 part movie entitled "Das Haus der Harmonie"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://johnkiks.multiply.com/reviews/item/2"&gt;http://johnkiks.multiply.com/reviews/item/2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the movie, Meiling left her Chinese aristocrat family just to be with her american lover. And I thought that was so stupid! And it even felt more stupid when she found out that she left her father for nothing, for her american lover left her too - not knowing he has a family of his own. And I thought - I felt stupid for her when I didn't even felt stupid for myself when I ran away from home to be with my boyfriend. I know, hearing it now sounds more stupid. I know it was an awful decision and I'm just soo happy and thankful to be back with family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reflection didn't end here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On part 2, Meiling's daughter, Harmonie, left for America to search for his father. There she met Gideon. They were in love but due to their cultural differences, Harmonie, even though pregnant, decided to end their relationship. To stop Gideon from following her, she married another chinese man who is inlove with her. And so, Gideon also married her childhood friend - Olivia, whom he never love. He did this just so he could forget Harmonie but still, he cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I'm in Olivia's position right now.. the difference is that she knows that her husband loves another woman but as for me, there's no 3rd party involved or.. maybe I just dont know. Anyway.... Olivia never felt love from Gideon. There was this line where Olivia said: "You never said you love me" and Gideon replied with "of course I do" -----&gt; And this line is soooo present in my life right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Olivia broke up with Gideon for she knows that their relationship would never work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haayy naku.. love talaga.. I thought so much last night that I slept crying. Sometimes I wish&lt;br /&gt;I was as brave as Olivia.. that I could break up with my bf coz I cant feel love from him... but on second thought maybe he's doing his best but I'm the one who's blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts like this never ended --- I'm sooo confused. :c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-1799189039974044040?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/1799189039974044040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=1799189039974044040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/1799189039974044040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/1799189039974044040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/03/das-haus-der-harmonie-reflection.html' title='Das Haus der Harmonie Reflection'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z260/kikaikyut07/revi/th_dashausderHarmonie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-2095651778458816532</id><published>2008-03-08T04:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T02:07:00.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4:30 - still awake</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;t'was a rainy day yesterday.. i was using the computer since 4pm until today 4:30 am.. still not sleepy - whats wrong with me? hehehe - havent taken a bath yesterday.. yuks.. hehe.. umuulan naman eh.. hehe.. excuses excuses.. anyway.. im sooo addict na to this blogger and multiply -- i guess its because of my new "very cute" layout! gosh.. and if i have nothing to do... aside from blogging --- i play RF online... super addict nko sa computer.. as kaye said.. make the most out of it habang hindi pa bc..&lt;br /&gt;and besides its not bad at all.. im meeting new friends online! esp in multiply ... netskie, sam, mariel, kath, april...&lt;br /&gt;still dont wanna sleep and turn off the computer.. but i have to soon.. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;im really not sleepy yet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-2095651778458816532?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/2095651778458816532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=2095651778458816532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/2095651778458816532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/2095651778458816532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/03/430-still-awake.html' title='4:30 - still awake'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-4928317523789688531</id><published>2008-03-08T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T02:10:12.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my personality disorder test</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="330"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="180"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disorder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="120"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/paranoid.html"&gt;Paranoid Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Moderate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/schizoid.html"&gt;Schizoid Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/schizotypal.html"&gt;Schizotypal Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/antisocial.html"&gt;Antisocial Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/borderline.html"&gt;Borderline Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Very High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/histrionic.html"&gt;Histrionic Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/narcissistic.html"&gt;Narcissistic Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Moderate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/avoidant.html"&gt;Avoidant Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/dependent.html"&gt;Dependent Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Very High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/ocd.html"&gt;Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Moderate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/personality_disorder_test.mv"&gt;Personality Disorder Test - Take It!&lt;/a&gt; --&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/index.html"&gt;Personality Disorders&lt;/a&gt; --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What is Borderline Personality Disorder?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quick Summary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Borderline personality disorder is characterized by mood instability and poor self-image. People with this disorder  are prone to constant mood swings and bouts of anger. Often, they will take their anger out on themselves, causing  injury to their own body. Suicidal threats and actions are not uncommon. Borderlines think in very black and white terms and  often form intense, conflict-ridden relationships. They are quick to anger when their expectations are not met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Symptoms of Borderline Personality Disorder:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Self-injury or attempted suicide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Strong feelings of anger, anxiety, or depression that last for several hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Impulsive behavior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Drug or alcohol abuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feelings of low self-worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unstable relationships with friends, family, and boyfriends/girlfriends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;                                                  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Additional Information:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Borderline personality disorder was so-named because it was originally thought to be at the "borderline" of psychosis.  The disorder is relatively common, affecting 2% of adults.  Women are much more likely to suffer borderline than men.   Nearly 20% of psychiatric hospitalizations are due to borderline.  With treatment, patients are often able to see  their symptoms improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treatment involves therapy in which the patient learns to talk through his or her feelings rather than unleashing them  in destructive and self-defeating ways.  Medication may be helpful, and treatment of any alcohol or substance abuse issues is required.  Brief hospitalization is sometimes required, especially in cases involving psychotic episodes or   suicide threats or attempts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is Dependent Personality Disorder?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quick Summary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dependent personality disorder is characterized by a need to be taken care of. People with this disorder tend to cling to people and fear losing them. They may become suicidal when a break-up is imminent. They tend to let others make important decisions for them and often jump from relationship to relationship. Dependents often remain in abusive relationships. Over-sensitivity to disapproval is common. Dependents often feel helpless and depressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Symptoms of Dependent Personality Disorder:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Difficulty making decisions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feelings of helplessness when alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Suicidal thoughts upon rejection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Submissiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Deeply hurt by mild criticism or disapproval&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unable to meet ordinary demands of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-4928317523789688531?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/4928317523789688531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=4928317523789688531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/4928317523789688531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/4928317523789688531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-personality-disorder-test.html' title='my personality disorder test'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-9113556288783168431</id><published>2008-03-08T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T02:07:49.257+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger'/><title type='text'>♥ welcome me to blogger ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;i discovered blogger when i was searching for sites which host the dec 2007 NLE results-- then i browsed into -- pinoybsn.blogspot.com -- then i made my own -- then as i browsed to multiply and i saw this blogger layouts by mariel ♥♥♥ i fell inlove with it --- then i ran into april who helped me out how to use it --for it needed sum editing.. i just edited my site awhile ago.. and now im addicted to it --- thanks to mariel ♥♥♥ hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, hope ul all enjoy my site for it is basically my life -- well, part of my life.. i cannot juz put into writing every second on what's happening but-- atleast --- maybe, ul get to see a lil sum sum of the highlights of my roller coaster ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep it touch with me and give me sum love ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Maria Victoria Amamio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-9113556288783168431?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/9113556288783168431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=9113556288783168431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/9113556288783168431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/9113556288783168431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/03/welcome-me-to-blogger.html' title='♥ welcome me to blogger ♥'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742407618458776571.post-758097309962085696</id><published>2008-03-07T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T02:08:04.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"thoughts"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My palms grabbed his forearm, three inches below his elbows.&lt;br /&gt;I wasnt struggling to hold. I wasnt slipping off. I wasnt having a hard time. But I am thinking. Thoughts came rushing to my mind.&lt;br /&gt;"What if i let go?"&lt;br /&gt;"What if my hand wasnt clinging to his?"&lt;br /&gt;"What would it be like?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of letting go. Several times I wanted to. But I cant. It seems like my jpalms were glued - no - it was more like cemented to his arms. And i thought, I was struggling more to free my hands from his arms rather than cling on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . .&lt;br /&gt;. . . . .&lt;br /&gt;. . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;I dont like struggling. I hate that feeling. Why would i choose to struggle when its possible not to?&lt;br /&gt;So i thought.&lt;br /&gt;Stop struggling. Just let it slip off. One day the cements going to weaken. Sweats from both our arms will make my hands slip from his. Slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then another thought came to my mind.&lt;br /&gt;"would i really want that?" "Is it right to look forward to that event?"&lt;br /&gt;"if that time comes, wont i be struggling? - strugling to cling on?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742407618458776571-758097309962085696?l=princesskikai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/feeds/758097309962085696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742407618458776571&amp;postID=758097309962085696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/758097309962085696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742407618458776571/posts/default/758097309962085696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesskikai.blogspot.com/2008/03/thoughts.html' title='&quot;thoughts&quot;'/><author><name>kikai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TeemO2pixWs/SIgbyP_CclI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vz7xt2S9vVA/S220/kikai047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
