<?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-6494928193718988290</id><updated>2012-02-13T13:22:38.525+08:00</updated><category term='SARS'/><category term='office'/><category term='Jessica Hagedorn'/><category term='media responsibility'/><category term='hayao miyazaki'/><category term='stpirited away'/><category term='ate glow'/><category term='studio ghibli'/><category term='memoirs of a geisha'/><category term='anime'/><category term='studio ghiblie'/><category term='PMS'/><category term='AIDS'/><title type='text'>naked woman in the city circle</title><subtitle type='html'>this is a archive blog of my original blog hosted by blog-city. unfortunately, i have to manually transfer all my entries before blog-city deletes my account by december 31 2007.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-1946729719124625946</id><published>2003-10-30T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T00:27:44.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU DON'T MESS WITH ME, BITCH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;posted Thursday, 30 October 2003&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you have a reason to be bitchy, i have &lt;b&gt;every&lt;/b&gt; reason to be bitchy too, you know. i've been through a lot of shit here in LTO but you are the last straw...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people reading my blog are now familiar with what i've gone through. yesterday was the culmination of every moment i've wasted there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had been waiting for the release of my receipt (which was supposedly released at the moment i paid the fees two days ago, right?) for a couple of hours yesterday afternoon. the smelly and rowdy mob is now getting pissed off with the license division as they were like turtles on a marathon. some had been trying to get their license since monday. i was not waiting for my license (i figured that it would be impossible due to the volume of angry people). i merely wanted to get my receipt, for goodness' sake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we (the mob) had to get closer to the window (window i) because we couldn't hear our names being called as there was no microphone or megaphone plus we are separated from the clerks by a big thick glass wall. shouting our names was futile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was asking (rather begging for) my receipt so at least i have some proof that i've already paid and i can claim my license in the future (when will that be, i don't know). gaddamit! i was begging for my receipt and they couldn't give that damned paper. the chances of it being lost again there is 99.99%, considering the incompetence of that agency. i've been haunting the premises for 4 days now and i don't have any intention of prolonging it. it's bad enough that i've been missing from our office for a couple of days in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make a long narration short, this bitch shouted as us, &lt;i&gt;"Lumayo kayo diyan at kung hindi kayo umupo, hindi ko ipo-process lisensya nyo!!!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that got me. &lt;b&gt;that bitch!&lt;/b&gt; where would we sit, &lt;i&gt;aber&lt;/i&gt;? in the first place, she shouldn't have shouted at us (in a most offensive way) like we were dogs being driven away. second, we couldn't hear them so we needed to get closer. third, humanity wouldn't be swarming there had their service been at least 10 kph. people who have paid days ago --- or months ago --- wouldn't be crowding there everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OK! Fine!" i said loudly. then she shouted expletives and threats at me. i was so incensed!!! out of anger i went to their door and cried to a kind-looking old man (a licensing staff too) and was towering over his table and said, &lt;i&gt;"Manong, hindi ako sinisigawan. hindi dapat ako sinisigawan! i've been here since friday and i wouldn't be here in this situation had the LTO taken good care of its records! hindi ako sinisigawan nang ganon lang!"&lt;/i&gt; found myself crying out of anger and frustration. didn't care if i made a scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kind man got my name and went inside another room and --- voila! there was my receipt AND id card! the old man said, &lt;i&gt;"pasensya ka na sa asal ng mga tao doon ha..."&lt;/i&gt;. i was overcome with gratitude. finally it was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, why was i spending days and hours there when in 5 minutes i can get everything? why are the people at that window giving us a hard time and made the people come back everyday for months? found out from somebody that LTO employees' tactic was they will make you so frustrated that you will be forced to slip money into their eager hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so angry (still am) that i went to the LTO main building and asked the people at the help desk where their complaints center was. they asked why. &lt;i&gt;"eh ang babastos ng mga tao sa licensing sa north!"&lt;/i&gt; they told me to go to the assistant secretary's office. &lt;b&gt;now they're going to taste hell!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was able to talk to somebody there, their lawyer, as i was guided to the legal section. i related everything and he made notes. he then called up the head of the licensing division and related to him/her what the problem was. the lawyer assured me that they would sound the alarm on the licensing division and i could file a formal complaint against the erring employees of that damned division. &lt;b&gt;hell i will!&lt;/b&gt; i was so angry that i told him that i would be filing a complaint also at the office of the president through the office of rigoberto tiglao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i came downstairs, the people at the help desk asked me if everything was ok. gave a thumbs-up sign. they said, &lt;i&gt;"tama yan miss. dapat turuan ng leksyon yung mga lintek na yun dun!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called up my sister (potpot and ros you know who that is) and related it to her. she said that i should file a formal complaint immediately and she would personally follow it up with her boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not that i'm throwing my weight around. for days i've been holding my temper and been sweet in dealing with people and i've only been &lt;i&gt;reklamador&lt;/i&gt; in my blog. but yesterday my patience snapped and i was nearing hysteria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now am contemplating if i would still want to go through all this administrative complaint. as my bf said it would be a bloody battle.&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="you_dont_mess_with_me_bitch"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say what? (7)&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/you_dont_mess_with_me_bitch.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;Thursday, 30 October 2003 12:17 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;tama yan!&lt;br /&gt;aprub!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;Mirage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/you_dont_mess_with_me_bitch.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21090" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;@pie@&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;Thursday, 30 October 2003 12:24 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21090" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;go girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit me @ &lt;a href="http://pie.blog-city.com/" alt="click here to  visit this users site" target="_blank"&gt;http://pie.blog-city.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/you_dont_mess_with_me_bitch.htm#3" name="3" title="link to comment"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;Thursday, 30 October 2003 3:28 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;go ahead, luthien. they should know that there are some people who will not  just sit down and take crap from them. patay na naman ang LTO  mwehehehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;potpot from potatoland&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/you_dont_mess_with_me_bitch.htm#4" name="4" title="link to comment"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;Thursday, 30 October 2003 7:39 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;go luthien! like i've said, have the whole saga published.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/you_dont_mess_with_me_bitch.htm#5" name="5" title="link to comment"&gt;5&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;Thursday, 11 December 2003 9:42 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;I was horrified reading your experience. Makes me feel totally amazed that  I was able to renew my license from start to finish in less than an hour,  complete with ID card (this was two weeks ago). If they've cleaned up their  act because of your complaint, I owe you a million thanks! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/you_dont_mess_with_me_bitch.htm#6" name="6" title="link to comment"&gt;6&lt;/a&gt;. Victor left...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;Saturday, 29 October 2005 4:21 am :: &lt;a href="http://www.bikoy.net/" title="visit this users homepage"&gt;http://www.bikoy.net/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;haha. ngayon ko lang nabasa yung LTO Drama series mo. I figured mas  efficient na sana sila ngayon because they're bragging some ISO  certification something there at LTO main office. Sana... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/you_dont_mess_with_me_bitch.htm#7" name="7" title="link to comment"&gt;7&lt;/a&gt;. Tomas De Aquino left...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;Saturday, 19 November 2005 9:08 am :: &lt;a href="http://www.tomasdeaquino.com/" title="visit this users homepage"&gt;http://www.tomasdeaquino.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;Girl, magkapera lang ako, gagawa ako ng isang website dedicated sa iyo ...  "ireklamomo.com" abangan mo yan !!!! wag lang akong maunahan ng mga kupal  sa tabi tabi .. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-1946729719124625946?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/1946729719124625946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=1946729719124625946' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/1946729719124625946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/1946729719124625946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/10/you-dont-mess-with-me-bitch.html' title='YOU DON&apos;T MESS WITH ME, BITCH!'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-6733620823761637156</id><published>2003-10-29T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T00:23:39.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eBAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Wednesday, 29 October 2003  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! my bf and i have already figured out how we could receive payments through credit card without paypal (as this service is not available to the philippines). because of our discovery and it is already tried and tested...voila! am already thinking of the garbage that we have at home and turn it into gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hattonsgallery.com/vintage/images/greek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.hattonsgallery.com/vintage/images/greek.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the nintendo entertainment system (NES) with the powerpad and the gun that has been lying dormant at home costs about $81 and still rising on eBay. my greek barbie (barbies of the world) was about $40 and still rising...golly, and to think that these stuff are just gathering dust on top of my cabinet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should act now since christmas is just around the corner. i need extra cash. = )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blog-panel"&gt;&lt;div class="blog-panel-content"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div class="commentholder"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="ebay"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say what? (6)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/ebay.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22157" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;potpot from potato land&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 29 October 2003 11:36 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22157" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hey share the info. need money for christmas too you know. pwede sama ko sa  gimik nyo?&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/ebay.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 29 October 2003 11:53 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;galeng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how???&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirage&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/ebay.htm#3" name="3" title="link to comment"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21520" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;luthien&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 29 October 2003 1:33 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21520" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://files.blog-city.com/profiles/520/21520.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;you could use bidpay (visit bidpay.com) as this is a company owned by  western union. madali transactions dito kasi sangkatutak ang western union  dito. philippine sellers use this. main clients ng bidpay is ebay bidders  so madali. buyers (esp. US buyers are tamad) can pay through their credit  cards then western union would send you the money order through your  mailing address. then you could encash or deposit this in western union  centers and banks (from what i understand). they charge you $5 per  transaction if you're gonna convert it into the local currency. haven't  tried it yet pero if i would get the cash in dollars, i think no charge.   have to explore this further though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you also have the option to have a  cheque sent straight to your bank account although there is a $5  transaction fee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;registration is free for sellers. for buyers, all they  need to do is click on the link provided on the page of the item they're  bidding on then type their credit card number then voila! an email will be  sent to the seller that the buyer has already sent the payment to bidpay.  you as a seller can track the payments so you are assured that the buyer  has already paid before sending your item abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the big problem nga  lang is the speed of delivery at our post office. that's why have it sent  through registered mail. makakarating naman ata kahit ordinary mail (since  i've been sending and receiving mails and packages abroad and they do  arrive naman 1 or two weeks) . kung atat ka na, you pay an extra fee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;potpot: in order for you to register at ebay as a seller, you have to  have a credit card in your name and the address corresponds to your billing  address (because ebay deducts fees for every item that you sell). yun ang  inaasikaso namin ni fafa kasi ala pa siyang credit card. nde pwede yung sa  akin kasi wala pa akong record sa ebay kaya mejo mahirap magbenta dun na  walang maganda pang record or good feedback. buyers are gonna ignore you  kasi they need the assurance na matino kang seller. eh si fafa 100% rating  siya sa ebay kaya siya ang kelangan mag-sell.  pag-usapan na lang natin  kung paano ka makakaraket dito.&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/ebay.htm#4" name="4" title="link to comment"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 29 October 2003 1:46 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;yeah,i know about that western union thing for online selling/buying.i  forgot though where i read about it, i think some online shopping site (for  filipinos i guess).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for reminding me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/ebay.htm#5" name="5" title="link to comment"&gt;5&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 29 October 2003 4:25 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;if that's the case, maybe i could make "singit" with your fafa. i could  just pay him the fees deducted if ever. i'm getting also my credit card,  don't know nga lang kung approved na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;potpot from potatoland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/ebay.htm#6" name="6" title="link to comment"&gt;6&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 29 October 2003 4:36 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;if you get your credit card, mas madaling makapa-process ng money order pag  sarli mong account sa ebay ang gagamitin mo kasi sa yo na didiretso ang  bayad. whereas kung kay fafa pa, nakuuuuuuuu aabutin ka ng sampu-sampu bago  mo makuha pera mo kasi mp3 cd pa nga lang eh ilang buwan na sa kanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-6733620823761637156?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/6733620823761637156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=6733620823761637156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/6733620823761637156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/6733620823761637156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/10/ebay.html' title='eBAY'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-1453011758517315723</id><published>2003-10-28T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T00:05:41.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE SOAP OPERA THAT IS THE PHILIPPINES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blog-panel"&gt;  &lt;div class="blog-panel-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Tuesday, 28 October 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those congressmen must be burned at the stake. period. it seems like they won't budge --- ever. if you have danding's money to back you up, why not? these idiots would sell their soul and the country just for a couple of dirty money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my LTO drug test is a big fluke&lt;/b&gt;. it's big business, these LTO-accredited clinics. they tested my vision by letting me read letters as large as my hands then declare my vision to be 20/20. then they got my urine sample then in 20 minutes, i was declared drug-free. my last drug test was administered by the UP health service (for employment reasons) and the results had to be released only after 24 hours since the lab tests in that hospital involved a lot of lab work. then these drug testing centers charge P350 for a piece of paper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole license application (tests and stuff) is a huge farce. no wonder there are blind drivers and EDSA is teeming with incompetent bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say let's do away with this licensing thing. it's the same anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practical exam involves making the gawdawful onwer-type jeep go forward and reverse. it's like taking the vehicle out of the garage. backing out of our driveway is a lot more complicated than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this license renewal has eaten up 3 days of my life. what a way to waste precious time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, am getting tired of this shit about the impeachment raps (am tired of those noisy &lt;i&gt;tongressmen&lt;/i&gt;). seems like these bastards won't budge. this country is going down the drain. i just pray to God to be kind to people like us, who toil honsetly and make a decent living albeit in poverty, to spare us when the Philippines is already flattened out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedback.nildram.co.uk/richardebbs/essays/images/jamaica.jpg" align="left" /&gt;hmmm...better yet, i'd move to jamaica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was harassed by a skirt-chasing dirty guy there at LTO while waiting for the release of my license (more about that later). he couldn't take a hint! he has been asking me stupid and pointless questions like, "is the exam like driving a toyota?" grrrrrrrrr! &lt;b&gt;"unless you're driving a right-hand automatic tractor (if there's such a thing), basically that beat-up jeep is the same as the rest of the vehicle population here in this country of perverts like you", i almost yelled.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;inirapan ko na lang siya&lt;/i&gt;. but then he prodded me with --- again --- stupid and pointless questions just to make me talk to him. this guy was trying to hit on me! i was completely ignoring him and yet he kept on bugging me. i was tempted to call the security guy but fortunately the woman cashier was already giving him dirty looks and left me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when guys do that! that's why when i get on the bus, i sleep immediately or feign sleep so that these KSP guys would leave me alone. why can't they mind their own business? there was this lame pick-up line i encountered, "Have i seen you before?" i quickly transferred to another seat as far away from this creepy guy. best advice on times like these on the bus? put on your earphones or sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the claiming of mmy license, i was waiting for the guy at the releasing section to call my name all afternoon. just when i had already spent half of my sane (but sanity slowly slipping away) afternoon practically under his nose, he said (rather too late when i was about to scream and demand for prozac) that i return the next day as the names he was announcing were the ones who have paid the fees early &lt;i&gt;pa&lt;/i&gt; this morning. which means it will take them another 24 hours to have my name printed on a piece of paper. so why didn't they tell me sooner?! i was being harassed by a deranged guy and surrounded by scary-looking guys waiting for their licenses as well the whole afternoon...aaaaaaarggggggggghhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonderful.&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="the_soap_opera_that_is_the_philippines"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say what? (7)&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/the_soap_opera_that_is_the_philippines.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 29 October 2003 10:38 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;you know what?  you can compile all your LTO saga entries and submit it for  publication. at least get it out so people will be informed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/the_soap_opera_that_is_the_philippines.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21520" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;luthien&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 29 October 2003 11:24 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21520" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://files.blog-city.com/profiles/520/21520.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hmm...you've given me an idea! might do that this weekend = p&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/the_soap_opera_that_is_the_philippines.htm#3" name="3" title="link to comment"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 29 October 2003 11:34 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;i feel so sorry for you. and here i thought i was having a bad day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;potpot  from potatoland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/the_soap_opera_that_is_the_philippines.htm#4" name="4" title="link to comment"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21520" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;luthien&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 29 October 2003 1:05 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21520" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://files.blog-city.com/profiles/520/21520.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lesson for the month: never ever let your license expire --- EVER! do not  lose your license too. if ever you do, act on it IMMEDIATELY. please, don't  subject yourself to this kind of torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/the_soap_opera_that_is_the_philippines.htm#5" name="5" title="link to comment"&gt;5&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday, 30 October 2003 10:03 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;syet. natakot naman ako. i lost my license and its about to EXPIRE.  ARGHHHH! baka ako naman ang susunod na mang-aaway sa LTO! kumuha ka na lang  ng pangalan, sumbong natin sa boss ng nanay ko! :) hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/the_soap_opera_that_is_the_philippines.htm#6" name="6" title="link to comment"&gt;6&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21520" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;luthien&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday, 30 October 2003 3:03 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21520" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://files.blog-city.com/profiles/520/21520.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lam mo, sa farmers ka na lang magrenew. kasi meron dun na LTO satellite  office and in 30 mins makukuha mo na. pagawa ka na lang ng affidavit of  loss. kaya naman hindi ako don nakapagparenew kasi problematic lisensya ko  dati, di ba? dun ka na lang, wag na sa main office. impyerno dun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/the_soap_opera_that_is_the_philippines.htm#7" name="7" title="link to comment"&gt;7&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday, 30 October 2003 7:42 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;nagparenew kapatid ko last May, sabi niya baka hindi rin mapa-renew dun  kasi puro yung me dala lang na old license yung nakita niyang pino-process  dun. pero try ko either dun sa farmers o kaya sa cubao office sa  tuazon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ros &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/6494928193718988290-1453011758517315723?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/1453011758517315723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=1453011758517315723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/1453011758517315723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/1453011758517315723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/10/soap-opera-that-is-philippines.html' title='THE SOAP OPERA THAT IS THE PHILIPPINES'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-4425098383715961198</id><published>2003-10-27T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T23:59:33.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LTO SAGA CONTINUES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Monday, 27 October 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like things are spiffy there at LTO when i got there at 8 am. Unusual maybe, even for a monday morning. it looks like they've also changed the window numbers overnight (with new signs). The window that was supposed to release my certificate of license/records-whatever was window 6 last friday --- but today it suddenly became window 10. they also have k-9 units sniffing the bushes. cops in unusually snappy uniforms (but still with protruding bellies) were patrolling the area. i wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i saw a banner being raised: &lt;b&gt;WELCOME PRESIDENT MACAPAGAL-ARROYO&lt;/b&gt;. well that figures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately window 10 was not able to release my documents this morning and i have to come back again at 2 pm to get that stupid certification and then schedule my exam and pay fees and stuff. darn. my face is going to get familiar in LTO. &lt;b&gt;AM RUNNING OUT OF PATIENCE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it would be wonderful to do my shooting spree at LTO when GMA is there. i can see the headlines:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;GMA KILLED IN SHOOTING SPREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl runs amok at LTO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would be a hero for saving SC justice hilario davide's ass.&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="lto_saga_continues"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say what? (2)&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/lto_saga_continues.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21090" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;@pie@&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Monday, 27 October 2003 10:31 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21090" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;patience is a virtue... but you know what? i almost lost it last week when  i renewed my driver's license 2 days before my birthday. oh well, that is  the kind of service we get for the taxes we pay... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit me @ &lt;a href="http://pie.blog-city.com/" alt="click here to visit this users site" target="_blank"&gt;http://pie.blog-city.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/lto_saga_continues.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Monday, 27 October 2003 10:59 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;i'm kinda used to you running amok, nothing new hehehe ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;potpot from  potatoland &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-4425098383715961198?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/4425098383715961198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=4425098383715961198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/4425098383715961198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/4425098383715961198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/10/lto-saga-continues.html' title='LTO SAGA CONTINUES'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-5467031170778410436</id><published>2003-10-26T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T23:55:59.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DRIVER'S LICENSE ^&amp;*%%#%$ PART II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Sunday, 26 October 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all the brouhaha i went through LTO last friday, the verdict was i have to take the exam &lt;strong&gt;AGAIN. &lt;/strong&gt;since my last record at LTO was in 2000, that means technically, my license has been expired the last three years. they said they couldn't do magic on my supposedly non-existent license (from 2000-2003) so i &lt;strong&gt;have&lt;/strong&gt; to take the exam to my make my 1998-2000 records active again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus i have to pay the penalty charges because of a supposedly expired license. &lt;strong&gt;three years of penalty&lt;/strong&gt;, take note!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me to take the exam tomorrow, i had paid for an affidavit of loss and submitted to window 6 to claim that i have lost my 1998-2000 license (that's why my license expired for that long &lt;em&gt;daw&lt;/em&gt;). i will claim my certificate that they are allowing me to take that stupid exam. then i will take the written and practical exam. unfortunately for me, i have to rent a car tomorrow for the practical exam (since the vehicle i'm driving is in laguna) so that means i have to shell out an undetermined amount for me to take that )&amp;@#$^$&amp;amp;%*&amp; exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it will take me another whole day at LTO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only i didn't need to have that license desperately --- egad! --- i wouldn't have to go through shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if tomorrow i won't get my license, expect the newspaper headlines the following day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;GIRL RUNS AMOK AT LTO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LTO director killed in shooting spree&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        &lt;div class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="drivers_license__part_ii"&gt;say what? (4)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/drivers_license__part_ii.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Monday, 27 October 2003 8:02 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;i was smiling while imagining you go through all those ordeals but keep ur  cool man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yah...i must have got the virus from u only now, mine is a  little more distracting than ever...been sneezing the whole weekend.  argh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://styar.blog-city.com/" alt="click here to visit  this users site" target="_blank"&gt;styar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/drivers_license__part_ii.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=9867" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;Mirage&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Monday, 27 October 2003 9:13 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=9867" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://files.blog-city.com/profiles/867/9867.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;why are you taking the exam again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as far as i remember, you dont need  to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a friend of mine had his license expired for three years as well and  he wasnt asked to retake anything - just pay the penalty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the reason  for retaking the exam is because they cant find your records-that would  mean they want you to retake for the purpose of having a new one (take note  that without your license number they wont have any reference to it).thus,  you dont need to pay the penalty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing,they should not have any  trouble locating your file.since they have your name anyway,not your lic#  alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a license when i was 13 - forged my birth records.i had that  license revoked when i was 18 so i could have a clean slate of records (i  didnt have a license for one year).but i had a kept secret that i had  another license when i was 14 because i lost my first license and to get  away with the filing of affidavits,a friend voluteered to help me get a new  one -which was the one i had revoked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now when i was getting my new,legal  license, they cam across the file of my lost license 5 years ago!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if they  can find my record 5 years ago without having it renewed or anything, they  can find yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,anyway,good luck na lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the long  post! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/drivers_license__part_ii.htm#3" name="3" title="link to comment"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21520" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;luthien&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Monday, 27 October 2003 9:31 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21520" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://files.blog-city.com/profiles/520/21520.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;long comments are welcome. = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they have a new ruling now regarding  expired licenses. licenses expired for two years only had to pay the  penalty to get a new one. after that you have to take the exam again to  have a new license.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/drivers_license__part_ii.htm#4" name="4" title="link to comment"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Monday, 27 October 2003 1:12 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;hhmmm...a new policy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in addition to paying the penalty,you have to pay  for another exam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another fund-raiser for  LTO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,thanks for letting me know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i had known you,i  could have helped you "speed up" your process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-5467031170778410436?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/5467031170778410436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=5467031170778410436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/5467031170778410436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/5467031170778410436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/10/drivers-license-part-ii.html' title='DRIVER&apos;S LICENSE ^&amp;*%%#%$ PART II'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-4799274786857939932</id><published>2003-10-24T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T01:35:27.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DRIVER'S LICENSE *&amp;^$@#%$&amp;!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Friday, 24 October 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear God, help me extend my patience because it's already wearing thin.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apprently i've been driving with an illegal driver's license all these years. it's like this: i've renewed my license in 2000 somewhere in an obscure Land Transporation Extension Office in Batangas. I never got my hard card and they said that LTO Main Office had not (or will never ever probably) delivered the hard cards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to renew my license because it expired yesterday (after 3 years of waiting for my hard card). to make the long story short, i couldn't renew my license because i never got my hard card. the reason why is because &lt;b&gt;I NEVER HAD RECORDS WITH LTO MAIN OFFICE BEYOND YEAR 2000!&lt;/b&gt;. meaning my renewal at that stupid LTO office in Batangas was a fluke or the bastards there are so incompetent that my records there were not forwarded within &lt;b&gt;fucking THREE YEARS!&lt;/b&gt; my license was full of extension stamps. and now i'm paying for the incompetence or corruption that government agency has done. i've been at the Main Office for the whole morning trying to sort out the mess with the records section and the computer section. and i still have to get back there this afternoon to see if they can update my records. they said that they couldn't update them because the guy who "renewed" my license three years ago may have run away with the fee i've paid them and never inteded to forward my records with the MAiN Office. &lt;b&gt;MEANING I NEVER HAD A LICENSE IN THE FIRST PLACE THE LAST THREE FUCKING YEARS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you believe that?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then why am in having all these trouble when it's their fault (or their agency's fault)?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so again i am praying, dear God please let me have another meter of patience. or else am going to riddle them with bullets and God knows what else am going to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am going to call GMA so that they can experience again some horrible tongue lashing from her.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div class="commentholder"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="drivers_license_"&gt;say what? (6)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/drivers_license_.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friday, 24 October 2003 3:43 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;shit happens in LTO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that happenns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know some guys there that sells  fake licenses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk..tsk..tsk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/drivers_license_.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saturday, 25 October 2003 9:02 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;does this mean i have to check my license as well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;potato from potatoland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/drivers_license_.htm#3" name="3" title="link to comment"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saturday, 25 October 2003 6:36 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;Damn! My license is also set to expire within two weeks. I lost my license  last April when somebody stole my alet from my bag in the office and I  haven't had time to have it replaced.  I hope they don't give me grief for  this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ros &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/drivers_license_.htm#4" name="4" title="link to comment"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sunday, 26 October 2003 7:54 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;ros,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i you dont have the card,you will have to wait for another 180 days  for your card after renewal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you have the card you get the new card  right away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you dont have the OR of your license or any copy,it  will make things harder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/drivers_license_.htm#5" name="5" title="link to comment"&gt;5&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21520" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;luthien&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sunday, 26 October 2003 11:33 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21520" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://files.blog-city.com/profiles/520/21520.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ros,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't need to retake the exam if your license is expired for 2  years only (after three years, you have to take that shitty exam again).  you just have to submit an affidavit of loss (you can get it in notary  public offices around the LTO main office and be sure to choose an  ok-looking office there) and you only pay P80. (take note: ignore those  guys who make kulit that they will help you with your papers --- beware  they are illegal fixers). then submit it to window 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/drivers_license_.htm#6" name="6" title="link to comment"&gt;6&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saturday, 27 December 2003 8:10 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a fake uk license bu it must be good can ANY1 HELP email me  sipstella@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;midrange [sipstella@hotmail.com] &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/6494928193718988290-4799274786857939932?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/4799274786857939932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=4799274786857939932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/4799274786857939932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/4799274786857939932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/10/drivers-license.html' title='DRIVER&apos;S LICENSE *&amp;^$@#%$&amp;!!!'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-3738351886556589902</id><published>2003-10-22T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T01:16:48.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIGHSCHOOL REUNION</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Wednesday, 22 October 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they've been talking about having a highschool batch reunion in our egroup. others are looking forward to it; other are non-commital.  i don't know what i feel about it. maybe if i won't do anything regarding the reunion, i'll be ok with it. but if they recruit me to do something (i.e. 'volunteer' to do something for the preparations) --- &lt;i&gt;sila na lang.&lt;/i&gt; as of now, i don't want to lift a finger...too much of an effort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still a little groggy. wnat to sleep. it doesn't help that the aircon here in the office is full blast. it's like being in antartica here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div class="commentholder"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="highschool_reunion"&gt;say what? (3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/highschool_reunion.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=28284" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;Bastich&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 22 October 2003 3:17 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=28284" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peste yang mga reunion na yan.  It's all about what you have become after  all these years.  E paano kung di ka nagbago physically, financilly or  mentally.  Ma-aasar ka lang sa mga pumapapel at nagmamataas dyan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/highschool_reunion.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 22 October 2003 5:18 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;actually that's the main sentiment of the people who didn't go to oiur last  reunion. yung iba may mga gripes pa rin against other batchmates and others  galit sa mga "nagmamataas" like you said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;luthien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/highschool_reunion.htm#3" name="3" title="link to comment"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=5056" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;hsobedicen&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friday, 24 October 2003 1:18 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=5056" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;share ko lang, my hubby recently went to his highschool reunion. it was  supposed to be a blast since they were a tightknit batch daw. preparations  took at least 6 months. people from the states even went back to pinas. but  the party was marred by one person who made show of herself - apparently  she broke down upon seeing her first love. she realized that she  has never  gotten over him (she's engaged to someone else)and tried to drown herself  during the event (the reception was near the beach). hehe. anti climactic  talaga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like reunions. probably because of the fact that people  are dying to make you feel "i've achieved more than you". i don't see any  point in meeting old faces again kung di rin lang naman sila naging  significant sa buhay ko nooon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arwen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-3738351886556589902?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/3738351886556589902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=3738351886556589902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/3738351886556589902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/3738351886556589902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/10/highschool-reunion.html' title='HIGHSCHOOL REUNION'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-3264994452155745425</id><published>2003-10-21T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T01:05:13.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMMOBILIZING COLD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Tuesday, 21 October 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my antibodies might have turned against me&lt;/strong&gt; (maybe they feel i have abused them when i was in china, trying to ward off the dreaded SARS virus) since they seem to desert me every time a cold virus is fast approaching. am suffering from another bout of flu and the next thing i know asthma is here again. my throat is becoming sore again. should make vitamin c a daily habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, haven't touched the paper am supposed to write (15 pages egad!) for my finals for one subject. couldn't think i could open up my books on theories again. my brain turns to mush when i take in cold tablets &lt;em&gt;(neozep kahit itanong mo pa sa duktor...). &lt;/em&gt;just took another tablet. am getting sleeeeeeeeeeeepy...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div class="commentholder"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="immobilizing_cold"&gt;say what? (6)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/immobilizing_cold.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, 21 October 2003 12:26 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;tea is great!green tea especially.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;works for me everytime i got  colds!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mirage &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/immobilizing_cold.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=26728" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;rayts&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, 21 October 2003 1:38 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=26728" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://files.blog-city.com/profiles/728/26728.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pagaling ka tsong!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drink lots of citrus oyat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, hanap ka na ni  kakaduduls, hehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/immobilizing_cold.htm#3" name="3" title="link to comment"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22157" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;potpot from potato land&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, 21 October 2003 1:59 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22157" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eat lots and lots of ice cream. i swear that's what i do when i have a cold.  me toyo nga rin ata ang imune system ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/immobilizing_cold.htm#4" name="4" title="link to comment"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=24970" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;miaka&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 22 October 2003 2:06 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=24970" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hope you're feeling better. overdose yourself with vitamin c.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/immobilizing_cold.htm#5" name="5" title="link to comment"&gt;5&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 22 October 2003 2:57 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;have taken a couple of vitamin c tablets. now my hyperacidity is acting up.  duh. thanks for the concern, dearie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;luthien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/immobilizing_cold.htm#6" name="6" title="link to comment"&gt;6&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 22 October 2003 7:39 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;oops! mali pala yung reseta ko sa yo. pagaling ka na lang po.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-3264994452155745425?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/3264994452155745425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=3264994452155745425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/3264994452155745425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/3264994452155745425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/10/immobilizing-cold.html' title='IMMOBILIZING COLD'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-6590462222953580832</id><published>2003-10-20T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T00:55:47.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AM I GOING TO DIE NOW?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Monday, 20 October 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the wake last night. saw the guestbook and read that Arao's aneurism attack fell &lt;b&gt;on his birthday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (while he was just watching tv) and died a few days later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have observed that people died or nearly died on their birthdays or the week of their birthday. my grandfather died after his birthday. my father was fighting for his life in the ICU the week of his birthday. my cousin got killed a few days before his birthday. i've encountered a lot of cases like these and it was quite a creepy observation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so am i going to die already? am i ready to face my Maker?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div class="commentholder"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="am_i_going_to_die_now"&gt;say what? (6)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/am_i_going_to_die_now.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Monday, 20 October 2003 10:57 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;beware of the self-fulfilling prophecy--an event comes about because you  focus on it, prepare for it, and unwittingly will it into being.  face life  in a constructive, productive mode and never look back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/am_i_going_to_die_now.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Monday, 20 October 2003 11:17 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;Why focus on that?  Remember, our birthdays are only a few days apart.  I'd  rather just live each day to the fullest than think about things that might  lead me to breaking down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/am_i_going_to_die_now.htm#3" name="3" title="link to comment"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=10327" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;eryN&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Monday, 20 October 2003 12:17 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=10327" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i've noticed that too! but ros is right. we shouldn't focus on that. is it  your birthday?  happy birthday (if ever)! think happy thoughts,  dearie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Visit me @ &lt;a href="http://purplequill.blog-city.com/" alt="click  here to visit this users site" target="_blank"&gt;http://purplequill.blog-city.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/am_i_going_to_die_now.htm#4" name="4" title="link to comment"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Monday, 20 October 2003 2:13 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;was just wondering. should not go to the wake tonight. last night's visit  spooked me. heniwey, the only thing that's bothering me right now is i'm  coming down with a cold. should o home now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;luthien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/am_i_going_to_die_now.htm#5" name="5" title="link to comment"&gt;5&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Monday, 20 October 2003 2:18 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;don't worry darling, the grim ripper is too afraid to approach you just  yet. btw, what do you want for your beerday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ros, you too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;potpot from  potatoland &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/am_i_going_to_die_now.htm#6" name="6" title="link to comment"&gt;6&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=26728" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;rayts&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Monday, 20 October 2003 5:18 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=26728" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://files.blog-city.com/profiles/728/26728.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hehe...uunahan mo pa ko!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Visit me @ &lt;a href="http://styar.blog-city.com/" alt="click here to visit this users site" target="_blank"&gt;http://styar.blog-city.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-6590462222953580832?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/6590462222953580832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=6590462222953580832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/6590462222953580832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/6590462222953580832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/10/am-i-going-to-die-now.html' title='AM I GOING TO DIE NOW?'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-8797980563345197942</id><published>2003-10-18T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T00:49:08.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUSH IN THE JUNGLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Saturday, 18 October 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cowboy is here. and the country is at his feet. bleeeeeehhhhhkkkkkkk! why are we treating him like some god?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been to &lt;b&gt;greenhills&lt;/b&gt; for some browsing. wanted to buy those quaint little handbags. and i had to get that shirt with the japanese cartoon character on it. had to control myself or else i'd be bankrupt. still have a huge debt&lt;br /&gt;to pay in my credit card. darn. christmas for me may be bleak. no money and no promise of a christmas bonus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm lucky compared to other people who really don't have anything for christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div class="commentholder"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="bush_in_the_jungle"&gt;say what? (2)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/bush_in_the_jungle.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Monday, 20 October 2003 2:12 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;ditto. been there just this saturday to canvas for a phone (i want a  samsung v200 or p400). i could only afford to shell out 100 bucks so i  bought a very cute bracelet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;potpot from potatoland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/bush_in_the_jungle.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21520" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;luthien&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, 21 October 2003 11:30 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21520" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://files.blog-city.com/profiles/520/21520.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my sister art was asking me to go with her to greenhills. told  her didn't  have the money and i didn't want to go around greenhills salivating. oh  well, the trevails of poor people like us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-8797980563345197942?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/8797980563345197942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=8797980563345197942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/8797980563345197942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/8797980563345197942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/10/bush-in-jungle.html' title='BUSH IN THE JUNGLE'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-6697388302050691898</id><published>2003-10-17T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T00:41:49.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMERA, LIGHTS, ACTION!: MAYORS WITH 2 JOBS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Friday, 17 October 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my head is bearable now. when i get home this weekend, i promise i'll have a brand new pair of glasses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was reading my copy of &lt;a href="http://www.inq7.net/nwsbrk/2003/oct/27/index.htm%22"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Newsbreak&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; about the Good Mayor (Vilma Santos) and the Bad Mayor (Joey Marquez). Both are actor-turned-politicians but with different management (or rather mismanagement) of their respective towns. Ate Vi turned out well and Lipa now is a thriving city with a lot of businesses coming in (Hello SM! Hello Robinsons!) and infrastructure improvement. Ate Vi may not be corrupt but according to one Lipeño (our hometown in Batangas is just next to it) the people surrounding Mayor Vi are the corrupt ones. But at least something good is happening to the once sleepy city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marquez, on the other hand, has swindled everybody with &lt;b&gt;millions of pesos&lt;/b&gt;. he drained Parañaque of its funds and now the city is almost buried with debts. cannot continue reading because am so incensed with the marquez. &lt;b&gt;and joey has the nerve to run for congress?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pinoys are so stupid when it comes to electing officials.&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/6494928193718988290-6697388302050691898?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/6697388302050691898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-7723136995715917626</id><published>2003-10-16T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T00:38:47.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VANISHING EYESIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Thursday, 16 October 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope, i'm not going blind but i'm losing my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, my head aches like shit up to the point i want to throw up. couldn't do anything today but stay in bed and sleep. i went to the eye doctor and turns out my astigmatism worsened and my vision is like hell. couldn't read the text projected from the OHP, billboards along EDSA, and couldn't even recognize someone from afar. shouldd get my eyeglasses fixed and be a nerdy girl again. &lt;b&gt;this is what i get from being in front of the computer screen for more than 8 hours a day and for reading while lying up to the wee hours.&lt;/b&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/6494928193718988290-7723136995715917626?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/7723136995715917626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=7723136995715917626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/7723136995715917626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/7723136995715917626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/10/vanishing-eyesight.html' title='VANISHING EYESIGHT'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-8009797772906347135</id><published>2003-10-15T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T00:35:16.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEAVY HEART</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Wednesday, 15 October 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's sad to learn that the doctors said that only a miracle can save him. he's already brain dead. i don't know what's more cruel to say to the family: "let's hope for a miracle," or "face it, he's gone." it's such a heart-wrenching thing to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with all the sadness in the world and the gloomy future (2004 elections, hello!), i just want to be numb or i wish i could just escape into the blissful world of pampering and anime forever and ever. like this weekend, my mother and i went to this wonderful spa to have a relaxing body massage. the facilities are very zen and the massage is great (with all the stretching and stuff) and it's affordable. if only i have to money to indulge myself with weekly massages...*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                   &lt;div class="commentholder"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="heavy_heart"&gt;say what? (1)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/heavy_heart.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday, 16 October 2003 8:57 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;i had one of those massages early this year and the only thing i got aside  from the oil are lots of bruises. para pala akong si kris, pasain  ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    potpot from potatoland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-8009797772906347135?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/8009797772906347135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=8009797772906347135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/8009797772906347135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/8009797772906347135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/10/heavy-heart.html' title='HEAVY HEART'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-4008341440141672466</id><published>2003-10-14T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T00:33:01.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOO YOUNG TO DIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Tuesday, 14 October 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just learned about my bf's cousin named Arao (yes, Sun in Tagalog) --- he is now hooked up to the life support system after a brain operation. he was just watching tv when he suddenly had a horrible headache. they rushed him to the hospital and through CT scan, they found something in his brain that had burst (like a vein or something) and his brain was swimming in blood. the doctors had to cut him open to drain the liquid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doctors said that it was aneurism. that's the reason why he has a lot of tubes sticking to his body, unconscious but fighting. he's only 24 --- my age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am, contemplating on what to do next week --- whether i would take a vacation or not --- when somebody out there is dying but struggling to live. how could i take life for granted when somebody out there might not even open his eyes ever. how could i even think about mundane stupid things when somebody out there has only one thought: i have to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your life may be snuffed out like that: you're watching tv at home then all of a sudden you're in a coma. you could never tell when &lt;b&gt;He Up There In The Skies&lt;/b&gt; might call you back. there's no age limit.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        &lt;div class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://mikappa.image.pbase.com/u32/likha/small/21223194.candlecolor.jpg" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="too_young_to_die"&gt;say what? (1)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/too_young_to_die.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, 14 October 2003 10:29 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;how true...&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, you'd be gone when you least expected it. that's  life, i suppose...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just browsing! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dgboy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-4008341440141672466?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/4008341440141672466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=4008341440141672466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/4008341440141672466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/4008341440141672466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/10/too-young-to-die.html' title='TOO YOUNG TO DIE'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-763583119914362553</id><published>2003-10-13T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T00:29:35.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GARDEN SHOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Monday, 13 October 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the &lt;a href="http://www.photos.ph/likha/"&gt;garden&lt;/a&gt; show yesterday and took some pictures for future publications we are going to produce here. anyway, got to see landscaping and the various flower varieties. well, every year is like this so there's not so much difference. however, after seeing the lanscape competition, i was inspired to do the same with our garden at home. the big problem is &lt;b&gt;am i going to be that &lt;i&gt;masipag&lt;/i&gt; to do that?&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the problem with me is that when i go home in the province on weekends, all i do is stay in bed all day long. classic example of a blob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's axactly 10 days before i turn 24 officially. i want to take a leave of absence and be somewhere else for a week. i wish, i wish, i wish, i wish...&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/6494928193718988290-763583119914362553?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/763583119914362553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=763583119914362553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/763583119914362553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/763583119914362553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/10/garden-show.html' title='GARDEN SHOW'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-3533320857771314807</id><published>2003-10-09T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T00:25:14.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOG TIRED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Thursday, 9 October 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am tired of scientists' presentation of their reports. am tired of taking down notes and documenting everything they said. am tired of listening to speeches and taking photographs of people and supposedly VIPs. am tired of going up and down the building, looking for people. am tired that i just want to lie down and die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny thing happened. the choir missed. &lt;b&gt;they really missed the point of having a choir.&lt;/b&gt; a choir is supposed to create beautiful music, however, our choir went on and on with heir warbling and screeching voices trying to outdo one another --- infront of national convention participants. couldn't keep myself from laughing out loud and couldn't stand the horrible singing so i went out of the hall. god bless the audience's souls for sticking out with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear God, sorry for being arrogant (if you could put it that way) but they were an embarassment to this establishment. the audience were whispering to one another, "what? they will sing another song?!" i was a member &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of a respected glee club &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in our university and i know choral singing so i may have the right to be critical. but even the 'laymen' thought the singing was very bad, or so another officemate told me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a good thing the Secretary of the Department has already left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div class="commentholder"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="dog_tired"&gt;say what? (2)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/dog_tired.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friday, 10 October 2003 12:19 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;hi, i saw your blog's link  from styar's blog (her link i saw from dan's   blog)...anyways, i just want to tell you that i enjoyed reading your  entries...sama ko sa bookmark ng blog ko, ha? thanks :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;arwen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/dog_tired.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21520" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;luthien&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friday, 10 October 2003 4:58 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21520" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://files.blog-city.com/profiles/520/21520.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thanks for the compliment. sure go ahead and bookmark this. i'd really like  that. = )&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/6494928193718988290-3533320857771314807?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/3533320857771314807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=3533320857771314807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/3533320857771314807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/3533320857771314807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/10/dog-tired.html' title='DOG TIRED'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-6705918178976034446</id><published>2003-10-08T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T00:18:07.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POPE IS DEAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Wednesday, 8 October 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta hand it to the filipinos...we're so premature in everything. we even pre-empted the vatican in the announcement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i received the news through SMS that the pope is already dead. for a moment my heart stopped. the whole world knows that it's just a matter of days, weeks, or months. but then --- the news came from a fellow pinoy so the possibility that the news is a hoax is 99%. remember, it was 2 years ago that the news of pope's death circulated through SMS. what a way to kill the pope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so right after i got the news, i went to inq7.net and cnn.com to read the latest news: the pope has just gone to pompeii about 6 mins ago after i opened the news websites. he's still breathing, alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the spreader of that text message, you'll die through SMS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div class="commentholder"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="pope_is_dead"&gt;say what? (1)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/pope_is_dead.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday, 9 October 2003 1:59 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;That message has been circulating since yesterday.  My officemate got it  and told us that the message was forwarded by his mom.  I checked the news  sites but before I got the info, his mom texted back saying it was a  hoax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;               ros &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/6494928193718988290-6705918178976034446?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/6705918178976034446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=6705918178976034446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/6705918178976034446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/6705918178976034446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/10/pope-is-dead.html' title='POPE IS DEAD'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-6051553482817941325</id><published>2003-10-07T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T00:11:35.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS ONE IS FOR THE BOOKS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Tuesday, 7 October 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one should go with my comprehensive exam in my MA media studies. hahahahaha! sigurado ko itatanong to sa compre plus supporting communication/media theories to go with this. on the other hand there's no theory/analysis to define filipinos and philippine media. kakaiba talaga tayo. i wonder what mcquail can say about this media horror that philippine media has become. maybe should write about it in the journal for asian media or i should come up with a book. kokontratahin ko na prof ko na sulat kami about this. hwehwehwe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WINNERS LOSERS. Analysis of the Kris-Joey Split&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABS-CBN vs. GMA 7: &lt;/b&gt;Only in the Philippines can a domestic drama be elevated into a full-blown network war. The world stopped to watch Korina's interview of Kris while Mel Tiangco did Joey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winner&lt;/b&gt; : Channel 2 having the edge over Channel 7 in terms of production value: soft lights on the face of the unmade and surprisingly prettier Kris. Melodramatic instrumental music on cue, and a grand set-design flowers,flowers everywhere, a portrait of Ninoy or Cory as a backdrop. I was half expecting to see Cardinal Sin make an official statement and it is people's power once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Surreal images on a Sunday afternoon. On one hand we have 5 gays anchoring the interview of Kris Aquino at The Buzz,and on the other hand we have Richard Gomez (with hair as long as Jobert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;bs-files the=""&gt; Sucaldito's) brandishing his style of elementary interview that deserves another article all together in S-Files.&lt;/bs-files&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winner: Ating Alamin&lt;/b&gt; (the program I switched channel to when I started to puke).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Inquirer vs. Philippine STAR. &lt;/b&gt;The height of yellow journalism with STAR taking the lead by a mile. If a national broadsheet chooses to use headlines such as "Joey Poked a Gun at Me," as if it had the same gravity as "Gloria to Run in 2004," then there must be really something terribly sick with our society. Sus marya, 'wag na kalabanin ang Abante at Peoples Tonite no? I will not be surprised if in the future, Philippine Star will have a regular feature entitled Dear Xerex by Max Soliven. STARiray talaga!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alma Moreno:&lt;/b&gt; Winner at first, now fast becoming a Loser. When this woman chose to be silent on the first day or two of the imbroglio, we thought that at last - - Alma of the tanga-wearing days in Loveli-ness, and Alma of the mangled English jokes has finally graduated from crass to class. But lo and behold, after realizing what a big publicity this will do to her political ambitions and maybe put her back again in the showbiz limelight ayan na sya complete with scripted and well-thought answers. Day, wag ka na makisawsaw muna. As my English teacher will say "Halatang Obvious ka!" (suggested movie title starring Alma Moreno with Lorna Tolentino, Zsa Zsa Padilla and Kris Aquino "Silang Mga Babaeng Umagaw sa Mga Asawa Ko."). [Latest news on Alma : she underwent liposuction yesterday. Why? we don't want to know].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melanie Marquez.&lt;/b&gt; Winner. Timeless statements. Classic answers. "Do not  judge my brother because he is not a book.", "Ang STD ay pwedeng makuha sa toilet seats". Ineng, wagi ka talaga. Magkaka-STD lamang si Kris sa toilet kung nakipag sex sya sa flush handle ng toilet. I thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Latest news : Winnie Monsod had an mild aneurysm after guesting Melanie in Debate].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Melanie Marquez confronts Alma Moreno:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Winner. Scenario: Alma will sue Joey for concubinage. Melanie to defend again her brother. Debate Show asking them as guests. Melanie spewing quotable quotes to Alma and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alma answering back. Angelika Jones as guest interpreter of Mareng Winnie and Pareng Oca. This will be the show to end all shows. Nestor Torre will have a field day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jackie Forster. Winner. Stella L (or something). Winner. And the biggest winner of all? Mariz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is this Mariz woman? Where did Joey meet her?  What is the meaning of her text "I can't believe nagawa mo yun."? Or something to that effect. Come out girl! We want to hear your side. We will listen to you even if through Jobert Sucaldito of The Buzz, Richard Gomez of S-Files or even Gerry Geronimo of Ating Alamin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ate Inday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Winner. Agaw-eksena ka Tita Luds. Makes one wonder how the legendary and respected Queen of Intrigues would have handled this scandal. I guess we will never know and we'll just have to contend ourselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; with the likes of Boy Abunda. (Boy : Eto Kris ang magic salamin. Ano nakikita mo? Kris: Kuya Boy, mga pasa po). Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fortun Brothers.&lt;/b&gt; Winners. THEY'RE BACCCKKKK! The Babette Villaruel(SLN) look-alike older brother, and the Smurf-look-alike younger one are back in the limelight once again!! Grabe, from an Estrada client to an Aquino client!! Bilog talaga ang mundo. Habang may buhay may pag-asa Kuya Eddie. Next client : Mahal vs. Jimboy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atty. Frank Chavez. &lt;/b&gt;Winner. Class act for rejecting Joey out of respect for Tita Cory. Winner because he knows the information Joey shared to him for 3 hours about Kris (and never forgetting to remind the public that he DOES know). Winner because he lambasted Channel 7, Channel 2 and most especially Edu Manzano for his stupid questions during his morning interview.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mirriam Defensor Santiago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 50-50. It's anybody's guess if she will emerge as winner or loser if ever she decides to accept Joey as a client. (Read also Fortun brothers analysis above). If only to see the ballistic, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;high-fallutin Mirriam question the verbally-challenged Melanie and Alma(to validate Joey's character), this will be worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vic Sotto.&lt;/b&gt; 50-50. Where did that name come from???? I was expecting the name of Philip Salvador, or perhaps Robin Padilla or maybe even one of those F4 guys Kris interviewed recently. But Vic Sotto??? You have a lot of explaining to do bossing. You can either make yourself a winner or a loser (read : where did Kris get the STD?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philip Salvador.&lt;/b&gt; 50-50. Winner because he could have been in Joey's place had he continued his relationship with Kris. Loser because he was called a bum at pakain ni Kris on national TV. (and let's not forget...Where did Kris get the STD?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Gentleman Mike Arroyo.&lt;/b&gt; Winner. Finally, a respite from Ping Lacson. The Kris Joey scandal is more interesting than the alleged Mike-Vicky affair. And more importantly more aesthetically appealing! Nawala bigla sa news si Pidal. Yehey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ping Lacson.&lt;/b&gt; Loser. Read above. From some newspapers, Ping will have to delay the announcement of his next bomb against Mike Arroyo until the Kris-Joey freak show has settled down. Mr. Ping wala na, after this .....no bomb or scandal can shock  us anymore (unless of course you can prove that Mike Arroyo been texting...Vic Sotto...hmmmmmm.. appear tayo dyan!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women's Group.&lt;/b&gt; Losers. The email of a UP student (title : Amazing Kris) circulating analyzing why Kris Aquino is hardly your poster girl for battered wives should be printed on a hard board, laminated, polished at tapos sabay ipukpok sa mga ulo nyo!!! Read also Conrado De Quiroz's article why it is very difficult for us to swallow your arguments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexually Transmitted Diseases.&lt;/b&gt; Winners. All of a sudden people becoming aware of STDs - - if only how to pronounce and spell Chlamydia, Gonorrhea, and Syphilis. (Fearless Forecast: I can see now that there will be a rise of STD Beauties : Chlamydia Coronel, Gonorrhea Alcohola, Syphilis Salvador).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noynoy Aquino&lt;/b&gt;. Winner. At last an Aquino child that took after his parents. Protective brother and son. Minimum words agains Joey. An Aqunio that Kris should try to emulate......as they say, Kris is more of a Tessie Aquino Oreta than a Cory Aquino. No offense meant to Ms. Oreta of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imee Marcos / Jo Ramos / Mikee Aroyo.&lt;/b&gt; Winners all. The indirect beneficiaries of Kris's telenovela life. A presidential child worst than the scandals created by the three of them combined..(although we are not yet taking Mikee out of the race... may potential ang batang ito na magkalat.....hahahaha). Imee hit the mark when she said "next to Kris, I look like a nun." (note: Jingoy and Jude Estrada excluded in the analysis).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tita Cory.&lt;/b&gt; Winner as always. This woman can never go wrong. Ok...perhaps she did...once....32 years ago... hahahaha (Statement many wish Tita Cory made : "Pasalamat ka Joey at patay na si Ninoy, kung hindi sya na ang pumatay kay Kris.") (Reporter: Tita Cory, bakit hindi na po kayo nag-asawa ulit? Tita Cory: Ay, ayoko baka agawin lang ni Kris). hahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, we are saving the bests for last??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris Aquino and Joey Marquez.&lt;/b&gt; Losers. Losers. Losers. Losers. Losers.Losers. Losers. Losers. Losers .Losers. Losers. Losers. Losers .Losers. Losers. Losers. Losers .Losers. Losers. Losers. Losers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gad! What cosmic karma are we reaping as a nation to deserve these two???? Both of you are walking human-rights violations!!!! Ang kakapal ng mga mukha nyong dalawang mag-iiyak and invoke your reputation,your children, your family. Ang kapal ng mga apog nyo to talk about dignity. Many articles and emails have been written and circulated around why we think makapal ang mukha nyo?. Pero patulan pa rin natin...speaking of mukha, let's start with Kris because she at least has the more pleasant face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Drama Queen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; This woman can talk. Such gift of gab and such flair for drama. Measured sighs. Quivering voice. Trembling hands. A tear dropping from the left eye. From the first statement of "I fear for my life" up to sudden facing of camera # 2 to directly address Joey (a style perfected from hosting Game Ka Na Ba's multiple cameras). Perfect. I'll have to hand it over to this girl. (She is pretty without make-up. Oh yes, the nose looks crooked pala and the teeth may beg for capping but overall she is a pretty sight and prettier still when she cries). But it doesn't change my overall judgment which can be summed up in five words : "Beh! Buti ng sa yo!" You are anything but a victim here Kris. To quote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Condrado de Quiros, "you are not Maria Theresa Carlson at the mercy of her Oppressor, you are a powerful woman." Equally or even more powerful than Joey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If the issue at hand is Joey poking a gun at you?and that is your main beef?...why dear did you have to announce that you had (have? We can never be sure) STD? You ruined many dinners that night Kris. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; can not forgive you for that. I hope that by now, you have fully realized the implications of what you said. Mr. Tulfo said it best when he wrote "..No Filipino will ever go down on you." Also, admitting that you have been living-in with Joey for one and a half years is giving arsenal to Alma Moreno's planned lawsuit (Tip to Kris : Possible excuse for all your statements : you were high on medication to alleviate the pain caused by the bruises inflicted by Joey when your interviewed by Korina).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Speaking of of bruises?.hahahahaha. hilarious! what bruises are you talking about??? I have had blacker bruises on my hands and arms courtesy of my ergonomically incorrect computer table. I have had bluer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; bruises on my face after brushing my teeth with a bit more passion. OA na Kris, hindi na cute. Have you ever thought that sa puti mong yan sa paggamit ng Kissa soap.... kahit sinong humawak sa yo ng mahigpit-higpit e magkakapasa ka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please Kris. For your parents' sake, for your sake, and for our sake...tumigil ka na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey Marquez.&lt;/b&gt; Big Loser. You can kiss your political ambitions goodbye! Nakahanap ka ng katapat mo 'tsong! Your interview in S-Files is the funniest showbiz interview since Divina Valencia hit Rey dela Cruz's head with a microphone. If only you can see yourself that day : meek stance my foot .. the quivering voice, a tear forced to fall - but will not...stuttering words, trembling chin, a missing upper molar... geesh...Kris Aquino already beat you to that act dear, except for the missing tooth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Kris won our hearts with the beauty of her face while crying, you repulsed us. Ang pangit mo 'tsong! You should start starring in you own telenovela yourself... "Hangang Sa Tulo ng Panahon." Nevertheless, we are all excited to see what you are going to say in court. We are expecting a lot from you Joey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally...a self-rating of Juan dela Cruz. A winner for seeing the funny and ironic side to all these. A winner for not taking you two seriously ...But sadly, also a loser for being a trapped and captive audience to all  these. A loser for having the email as my only way to vent my anger and frustration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hala, I-forward ang email mga kapatid hangang makarating kina Kris at Joey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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/6494928193718988290-6051553482817941325?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/6051553482817941325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=6051553482817941325' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/6051553482817941325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/6051553482817941325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-one-is-for-books.html' title='THIS ONE IS FOR THE BOOKS'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-7244567313419876899</id><published>2003-10-07T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T23:29:06.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HUNGRY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Tuesday, 7 October 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been trying to control my appetite. must not go on a binge. should stay away from pringles and ice cream (since i can finish a can of pringles with ice cream in one sitting).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am craving for japanese food today. oyakudon with maki and maguro sashimi. mmmm...should limit myself to healthy foods. should limit my rice intake. shoufdlkjhfasdbfchgfd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind is getting muffled. couldn't function well anymore. should control my hunger...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div class="commentholder"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="hungry"&gt;say what? (1)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/hungry.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, 7 October 2003 1:57 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;we're on the same boat. rice is now eradicated from my diet. no more rice  for me *sob*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;potpot from potato land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-7244567313419876899?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/7244567313419876899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=7244567313419876899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/7244567313419876899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/7244567313419876899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/10/hungry.html' title='HUNGRY'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-3785510214875521252</id><published>2003-10-06T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T01:00:50.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAMILY GATHERINGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Monday, 6 October 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be sure, our family gatherings are loud and loud. batangueño style. we don't have volume control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the &lt;i&gt;biñag&lt;/i&gt; (christening) of one of our nephews. of course, my cousins, aunts, and ucles from my mother's side who are in the country and are within the 100-200 km radius of metro manila were present. though we only stayed for only a few hours, we had a nice time catching up on each other's lives --- in loudspeakers. it seems like when we go to someone's wedding/birthday/binyag, etc., our family is the loudest of all. we didn't intend to be like that. we were just born into a family with only two volume: loud aand louder. i guess my family is deaf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember when we were in batangas, we cousins had to lay on the &lt;i&gt;banig&lt;/i&gt; in the &lt;i&gt;sala&lt;/i&gt; because there was no more space for us. one very early morning, we were awakened by our aunts' and uncles' loud voices in the kitchen. they were shouting and their voices were loud enough to wake up the dead. we thought they were having a fight. it turned out that they were just having a nice chat. oh dear, loud voices do run in our family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but am not saying i don't like my family at all. on the contrary i love all of them to bits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're now planning a drinking spree on All Saints' Day in batangas when we visit our granparents' grave. what a way to observe the holiday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div class="commentholder"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="family_gatherings"&gt;say what? (2)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/family_gatherings.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=24970" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;miaka&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, 7 October 2003 3:12 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=24970" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;waaah! I missed it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/family_gatherings.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=10327" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;eryN&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, 7 October 2003 3:43 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=10327" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cool! i wish we had loud family gatherings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Visit me @ &lt;a href="http://purplequill.blog-city.com/" alt="click here to visit this users  site" target="_blank"&gt;http://purplequill.blog-city.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-3785510214875521252?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/3785510214875521252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=3785510214875521252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/3785510214875521252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/3785510214875521252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/10/family-gatherings.html' title='FAMILY GATHERINGS'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-545594008600030070</id><published>2003-10-03T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T00:56:47.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THINGS GOT SMALLER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Friday, 3 October 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been to the malacañang palace today to get the president's message for our souvenir program for the activity we're having next week. anyway, when we werre cruising along a narrow street somewhere in manila (just turned right from recto), we got to a checkpoint. i was surprised that we were already there. my memory failed me. the whole area was so smaller than i used to remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been there twice during the cory administration and all along i thought the palace compound was big. oh well, that was when i was just about 4 feet then, when things seemed to be a lot bigger than I was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to mabini hall to do my errand. funny thing was this building was at the other side of the world, at the opposite end of where the seat of power was. people there could have spent 6 months there without seeing the president.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i laughed to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stupid editor was bragging all the time that she worked there as the president's message writer and stuff --- implying that she was that important and was that powerful (or rather rubbing shoulders with power). i realized that what she was saying was all hot air. not even the executive secretary would know she was alive since mabini hall was another planet different from the main building, which was the &lt;i&gt;palacio.&lt;/i&gt; another thing was, there was a whole troop of message writers living in mabini hall and 'power' and 'importance' that my editor has been bragging about was not exclusive to her alone. not even my sister, who &lt;i&gt;lives&lt;/i&gt; in the marcos room day in and day out and is just a breath away from the president's room, could not say that she is 'powerful' and stuff. my sister, who has been trading barbed words with undersecretaries and directors there, could not even utter what my editor was huffing and puffing about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to hit my editor with a sledgehammer.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i hear this-is-how-we-do-it-in-malacañang from that woman's mouth one more time, i would kill her with a rocket-propelled grenade. this world would be happier without the likes of her.&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/6494928193718988290-545594008600030070?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/545594008600030070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=545594008600030070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/545594008600030070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/545594008600030070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/10/things-got-smaller.html' title='THINGS GOT SMALLER'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-4062281840342531761</id><published>2003-10-02T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T00:53:35.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Thursday, 2 October 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny, but i've been here in the city for 2 years now but I still couldn't adjust to life here. i have asthma attacks almost every month. if not asthma, then it'll be flu. then i have this great great urge to see tress. the big ones. i want to see mountains with trees. i want birds singing upon my window sill. i want fresh air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say home is where the heart is. but where is home for me? my heart is here with the guy (bouncing like a ball) who's the reason i moved here in the city. but why such wants? can you completely disengage yourself from the place you have to leave behind? i couldn't have both and i've made my choice. i just wish when we get married we would live in a province. any province will do but not this city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="home"&gt;say what? (3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/home.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday, 2 October 2003 2:19 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ala na, magpapakasal na nga ito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/home.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday, 2 October 2003 2:47 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano pa nga ba... wow next na nyan baby na mwehehehehehehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;potpot from  potatoland &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/home.htm#3" name="3" title="link to comment"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday, 2 October 2003 4:06 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pautangin nyo ko pakasal. ok na ba ang reception eh sa jollibee na lang?  kasi huwes na lang ang kaya namin eh. huwes ng supreme court.  hahahaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luthien &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/6494928193718988290-4062281840342531761?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/4062281840342531761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=4062281840342531761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/4062281840342531761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/4062281840342531761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/10/home.html' title='HOME'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-1274130103471775812</id><published>2003-10-01T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T00:50:45.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GAMES THAT WE USED TO PLAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Wednesday, 1 October 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bf and i were talking about the games that we used to play when we were kids. &lt;b&gt;we lamented that children nowadays don't seem to know how to play these anymore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; --- if they know how to play at all. from what we observed, kids just watch a lot of tv and play lots of computer games and they get stuck inside the house.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's not entirely their fault. first, spaces are so limited, especially here in metro manila. it's hazardous to play in the streets, unless you're in a subdivision. second, pollution does not make playing outside easy. third, kids are constrained by time. yes, time is another problem. getting home from school (in the metro) takes at least an hour because of the horrible traffic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we felt so sorry for these kids. they won't be able to experience what we (my bf and i) experienced in our childhood. we played &lt;i&gt;taguan&lt;/i&gt; by the moonlight when there's a 'blackout' in our neighborhood. we spent our after-school hours playing &lt;i&gt;piko&lt;/i&gt;, chinese garter, 'ten-twenty', &lt;i&gt;shato, tamaang bata, sipa, kapitang bakal, moro-moro,&lt;/i&gt; kick-ball (our version of baseball but instead of hitting the ball with a bat, we use our feet a la soccer and the ball is a small rubber one like the balls babies used to play with). we played with neighborhood children and we would form gangs who would then compete in &lt;i&gt;tumbang preso&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so sad that these games would fade into oblivion. the generation of children who knew these games would be gone soon. it breaks my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.unesco.org/delegates/philippines/assets/images/children.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div class="commentholder"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="games_that_we_used_to_play"&gt;say what? (5)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/games_that_we_used_to_play.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 1 October 2003 3:04 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;another sad thing is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They removed all the great cartoons!!!&lt;br /&gt;they  replaced it with these telenobelas!!!&lt;br /&gt;aaarrgghhhh!!&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love  cartoons!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirage &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/games_that_we_used_to_play.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 1 October 2003 10:23 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;my nieces were already 9/10 y.o. when i found out they didn't know how to  play 'piko' so i taught them in our garage. i couldn't teach them 'shato'  kase kulang sa space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;crunchies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/games_that_we_used_to_play.htm#3" name="3" title="link to comment"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday, 2 October 2003 8:32 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;i miss 'piko'! i also remember us playing this other version of piko.  instead of using the rectangular drawing, we were using the flower drawing  thingie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, the mary kay kit IS expensive, but i'm loving my hands now,  "ang lambot, lambot!" i only need a boyfriend now to hold my hands ^_^ ei  you can use it on your feet, luthien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;potpot from potatoland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/games_that_we_used_to_play.htm#4" name="4" title="link to comment"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21520" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;luthien&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday, 2 October 2003 10:02 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21520" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://files.blog-city.com/profiles/520/21520.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so sad that they do not know how to play these games...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;potpot, you  really hate my feet, don't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/games_that_we_used_to_play.htm#5" name="5" title="link to comment"&gt;5&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday, 2 October 2003 10:35 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;not really. you're the one who keeps complaining about your feet a la  "luya"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;potpot from potatoland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-1274130103471775812?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/1274130103471775812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=1274130103471775812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/1274130103471775812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/1274130103471775812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/10/games-that-we-used-to-play.html' title='GAMES THAT WE USED TO PLAY'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-5865180230749337752</id><published>2003-09-30T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T00:45:11.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PETER PAN SYNDROME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Tuesday, 30 September 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's scary to think that i'm growing up and getting older. there's no stopping time. no, i'm not afraid of wrinkles and stuff but i have apprehensions about the big things that may come my way. everyone is getting married, having kids, and going abroad. people are already doctors and lawyers (umm, close enough). we're all talking about buying pension plans, cremation and life insurance plans. my friends are thinking about buying a car and a house. my classmates are sending their kids to school. and when we talk or share stories, we often say, "remember when..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i in a rut? i still curl up against my mom while she's reading. i still have my anime posters on my wall. i watch dozens and dozens of anime. i still play a lot of computer games. i often miss my hometown and my mom's cooking. i enjoy kids' stuff. i still have the urge to collect toys like garfield.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm going 24 in three weeks!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there a code of conduct and ethics for adults? i mean are there things i should or shouldn't do since i'm already considered to be adult enough for this and that? my mother is already asking what are my plans and when will i get married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i mature anough to handle kids? am i adult enough for my parents not to bail me out when i am in a financial slump? won't my husband hit me on the head when i get silly and childish and turn into something like my 1-year old nephew? am i ready for life's challenges like debt and money for my kid's milk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know. maybe i'll know when i'm already there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when my bf and i have the money for a wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div class="commentholder"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="peter_pan_syndrome"&gt;say what? (2)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/peter_pan_syndrome.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=24970" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;miaka&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, 30 September 2003 2:10 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right behind you luthien! i mean, we are celebrating our 24th birthdays  just a few days apart. i feel so old but the things i think about seem so  immature!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/peter_pan_syndrome.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 1 October 2003 8:58 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about me? i already turned 24 last july and with time flying by so  fast, it won't be long 'til i'm blowing my 25th candle.... and still no  boyfriend huwaaaaaaaahhh!!!! *sniff, sniff*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;potpot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-5865180230749337752?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/5865180230749337752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=5865180230749337752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/5865180230749337752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/5865180230749337752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/09/peter-pan-syndrome_30.html' title='PETER PAN SYNDROME'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-8276701560240457678</id><published>2003-09-29T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T00:33:20.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MONSTER IN THE FORM OF A CLOCK WATCHER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Monday, 29 September 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another victim. my classmate was about to cry during her reporting. she was lambasted up to the point of having a lot of uncomfortable silences. my heart goes out to her. my classmates and i finally concluded that my teacher gets really agitated then pissed off when the class isn't finished by 7:30 pm. my professor often looks at her watch and she turned red when she was dressing down my poor classmate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were all scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had a pleasant weekend at my parents' house especially that my nephews were also at home, running around the house. err, correction, the older one runs around, laughing, screaming his lungs out and overturning things on tables and shelves. the other one is too eager to crawl but all he can manage to do is lie on his belly. he's only three months old, you know. he's quite advanced for a three-month old baby (i think) because he can already support his body and head. he can sit up and stand with support. that's what you get from breastfeeding babies until they're a year old or so. my older nephew, who's 1 1/2, can pronounce &lt;i&gt;tatay&lt;/i&gt; and call his father. he points to pictures and actual fishes in my aquarium and says "fish!". he calls our dog, "The Dog." he calls our cat "p-sa" or &lt;i&gt;pusa&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sound like a doting auntie, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. wait until i can have a kid of my own. har har.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div class="commentholder"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="monster_in_the_form_of_a_clock_watcher"&gt;say what? (2)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/monster_in_the_form_of_a_clock_watcher.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22157" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;potpot from potato land&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, 30 September 2003 8:26 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22157" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;been there, done that. i'm such a doting aunt i gave mark (my nephew) my  new cellphone to motivate him to do better at school. bet you wish i was  you're aunt huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ny, i think ross won't be coming to the binyag on  sunday. says she has some training or orientation out of town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/monster_in_the_form_of_a_clock_watcher.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=24970" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;miaka&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, 30 September 2003 2:07 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=24970" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sorry need to be active sa office, baguhan e. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-8276701560240457678?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/8276701560240457678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=8276701560240457678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/8276701560240457678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/8276701560240457678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/09/monster-in-form-of-clock-watcher.html' title='MONSTER IN THE FORM OF A CLOCK WATCHER'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-1784373840515554558</id><published>2003-09-26T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T00:30:12.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOMETHING'S WRONG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Friday, 26 September 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been trying to access blog-city since this morning and it's only now that i can write in my blog. what's wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been spending the whle day writing articles and my brain is fried. am now cutting up pieces of paper with my scissors. &lt;i&gt;wala lang,&lt;/i&gt;, am already becoming insane.&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/6494928193718988290-1784373840515554558?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/1784373840515554558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=1784373840515554558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/1784373840515554558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/1784373840515554558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/09/somethings-wrong.html' title='SOMETHING&apos;S WRONG'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-8261855330189454578</id><published>2003-09-25T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T00:26:56.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FASCINATION WITH OTHER PEOPLE'S LIVES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Thursday, 25 September 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, other filipinos are so &lt;i&gt;tsismoso&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;tsismosa&lt;/i&gt;. the priorities other people have...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's all about kris and joey on the early evening news. then at the late night news. it's never-ending and it irritates me no end. i am not averse to tsismis (like some holier-than-thou people around) but my gad ---- the amount of exposure and media coverage these two people get is too much! this circus is becoming out of hand and it frustrates me. here i am, supposedly taking up media studies and trying to deconstruct the media for me to understand it better but then...how can i appreciate it when our media has become so irresponsible and &lt;b&gt;blah!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess the reason why this kris-joey brouhaha had gotten out of hand and the media are sooooo into this issue is because &lt;b&gt;pinoys are already tired of jose pidal&lt;/b&gt; and the case is going nowhere. haha. ate glo should thank kris for the respite from intrigues and low ratings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm getting tired of watching the same stuff on tv. should watch my anime again to revive my spirit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div class="commentholder"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="fascination_with_other_peoples_lives"&gt;say what? (3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/fascination_with_other_peoples_lives.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday, 25 September 2003 2:23 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;sipag mo talagang mag-blog. my journal is currently dead because my brain  is in a comatose. anyway, re: kris-joey, i agree with you. kung pwede lang  ibato yung tv, nagawa ko na. last night i arrived at home with mommy in  front of the tube watching kris make "emote". and i heard that the other  network was interviewing joey at the same time. hmmm, rates lang talaga ang  labanan dito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;potpot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/fascination_with_other_peoples_lives.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=24970" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;miaka&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday, 25 September 2003 5:45 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=24970" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hay naku! Puro cable na nga lang pinanonood ko kasi bwisit na ako ke Ping,  ke Mike Arroyo at sa kung sinu-sino pang wala namang ginagawang matino.  Tapos ngayon naman si Kris. To think na pinangarap kong mapunta sa  industriya.  Parang farce na lang nangyayari sa media ngayon e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/fascination_with_other_peoples_lives.htm#3" name="3" title="link to comment"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday, 25 September 2003 7:47 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;imagine, two out of five headlines in TV patrol were related to the  kris-joey hoopla. tsk tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;manofmars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-8261855330189454578?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/8261855330189454578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=8261855330189454578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/8261855330189454578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/8261855330189454578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/09/fascination-with-other-peoples-lives.html' title='FASCINATION WITH OTHER PEOPLE&apos;S LIVES'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-2897594676165550592</id><published>2003-09-24T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T00:25:10.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT'S WITH KRIS?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Wednesday, 24 September 2003&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the big deal with kris aquino?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hometown.aol.com/kr1zzzjoy877/krisssyinbabypink.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;joey marquez's alleged physical harrasment of his gf (who's an ex-presidential daughter) created a media frenzy up to the point where that news item merited a major headline on the night news. ok fine, she's tita cory's youngest daughter and in-demand now in showbiz but i don't care about her lovers' quarrel and stuff. &lt;b&gt;why would the news program devote half of their air time on this trivial thing?!&lt;/b&gt; is it detrimental to the development of the country? will it do our international debt any good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what's happening to our media? my goodness, the priorities these people have...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so now i don't know taking up my masters on media studies would do me any good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="whats_with_kris"&gt;say what? (7)&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/whats_with_kris.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, 4 November 2003 1:51 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;i love kris!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ajay jaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/whats_with_kris.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, 4 November 2003 1:51 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;i love kris!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ajay jaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/whats_with_kris.htm#3" name="3" title="link to comment"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, 4 November 2003 1:51 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;i love kris!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ajay jaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/whats_with_kris.htm#4" name="4" title="link to comment"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, 4 November 2003 1:51 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;i love kris!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ajay jaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/whats_with_kris.htm#5" name="5" title="link to comment"&gt;5&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, 4 November 2003 1:51 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;i love kris!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ajay jaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/whats_with_kris.htm#6" name="6" title="link to comment"&gt;6&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, 4 November 2003 1:51 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;i love kris!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ajay jaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/whats_with_kris.htm#7" name="7" title="link to comment"&gt;7&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, 4 November 2003 1:53 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;sana bumalik na si kris sa the buzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ajay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-2897594676165550592?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/2897594676165550592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=2897594676165550592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/2897594676165550592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/2897594676165550592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/09/whats-with-kris.html' title='WHAT&apos;S WITH KRIS?'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-9039763669457647765</id><published>2003-09-23T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T00:19:23.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I CAN HAVE A SIGH OF RELIEF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Tuesday, 23 September 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, it's not me. she had a problem last time with going home late. as it turned out, my class report was ok. so i was not stupid after all. good thing my professor was in a good mood last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can have a sigh of relief since i've already presented my report and submited the written version. so all i can do now is relax...and finish my articles for work, which i haven't done. and am procrastinating some more. am waiting for that inspiration to come...i thought writers are just being &lt;i&gt;maarte&lt;/i&gt; when they say they can't write when they're not inspired or something. in my case, it's a case of tabularaza --- my mind is really blank. can't write a single word when that urge to write is absent. can't squeeze it out of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am coming down again with something...it's the flu. good thing am not in china anymore or else people would have run in the other direction. really, am not exaggerating. when i just came home from shanghai, people made me go home so that i wouldn't contaminate them (but i was perfectly healthy and the only discomfort i was suffering from was the heat) and even people i don't know call me &lt;i&gt; that SARS person&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i think am going home. yes it's just plain flu and i haven't crossbred viruses of some kind. no i don't have SARS. am getting sleepyyyy...&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/6494928193718988290-9039763669457647765?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/9039763669457647765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=9039763669457647765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/9039763669457647765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/9039763669457647765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/09/i-can-have-sigh-of-relief.html' title='I CAN HAVE A SIGH OF RELIEF'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-8933501008224188611</id><published>2003-09-22T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T00:17:54.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I NEED A VACATION DESPERATELY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Monday, 22 September 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday morning: they dumped a lot of work on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus i am going to present that fucking report again this evening. i wish the ground would swallow me up tonight. i have to catch up on a lot of reading and papers for grad school. i wonder if i would be able to reach the comprehensive exams. i wonder if i would be able to graduate and not turn into a prune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish my bosses would disappear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish it's the third week of october and i would be going to La Union on the 4th week and go &lt;a href="http://www.yokohamasurf.com.ph/yokohamasurf/location.htm"&gt;surfing&lt;/a&gt;. surfing lessons is P2,500 for a two-day course and the room rates at a resort where they offer surfing lessons is relatively cheap. but my trip to la union depends on the weather (it's typhoon season and they usually come from the north) and man, i need cash!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can stay at home in the province for a week and sleep all day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm having a cold. influenza is going to immobilize me for a week. whopeeee!&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/6494928193718988290-8933501008224188611?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/8933501008224188611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=8933501008224188611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/8933501008224188611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/8933501008224188611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/09/i-need-vacation-desperately.html' title='I NEED A VACATION DESPERATELY'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-8053371359993745220</id><published>2003-09-20T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T00:42:40.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PETER PAN SYNDROME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Tuesday, 30 September 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's scary to think that i'm growing up and getting older. there's no stopping time. no, i'm not afraid of wrinkles and stuff but i have apprehensions about the big things that may come my way. everyone is getting married, having kids, and going abroad. people are already doctors and lawyers (umm, close enough). we're all talking about buying pension plans, cremation and life insurance plans. my friends are thinking about buying a car and a house. my classmates are sending their kids to school. and when we talk or share stories, we often say, "remember when..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i in a rut? i still curl up against my mom while she's reading. i still have my anime posters on my wall. i watch dozens and dozens of anime. i still play a lot of computer games. i often miss my hometown and my mom's cooking. i enjoy kids' stuff. i still have the urge to collect toys like garfield.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm going 24 in three weeks!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there a code of conduct and ethics for adults? i mean are there things i should or shouldn't do since i'm already considered to be adult enough for this and that? my mother is already asking what are my plans and when will i get married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i mature anough to handle kids? am i adult enough for my parents not to bail me out when i am in a financial slump? won't my husband hit me on the head when i get silly and childish and turn into something like my 1-year old nephew? am i ready for life's challenges like debt and money for my kid's milk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know. maybe i'll know when i'm already there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when my bf and i have the money for a wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div class="commentholder"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="peter_pan_syndrome"&gt;say what? (2)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/peter_pan_syndrome.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=24970" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;miaka&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, 30 September 2003 2:10 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right behind you luthien! i mean, we are celebrating our 24th birthdays  just a few days apart. i feel so old but the things i think about seem so  immature!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/peter_pan_syndrome.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 1 October 2003 8:58 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about me? i already turned 24 last july and with time flying by so  fast, it won't be long 'til i'm blowing my 25th candle.... and still no  boyfriend huwaaaaaaaahhh!!!! *sniff, sniff*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;potpot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-8053371359993745220?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/8053371359993745220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=8053371359993745220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/8053371359993745220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/8053371359993745220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/09/peter-pan-syndrome.html' title='PETER PAN SYNDROME'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-8606588785836787469</id><published>2003-09-19T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T00:15:32.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPLITTIN' HEADACHE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Friday, 19 September 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my head is throbbing. i want to throw up because of the pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all because i tried to finish harry potter book 5 until early this morning (have to excuse myself from work to catch up some sleep) just to find out that sirius died and and no sex. and harry is becoming more morose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div class="commentholder"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="splittin_headache"&gt;say what? (5)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/splittin_headache.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=6393" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;David S&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friday, 19 September 2003 9:38 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=6393" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://files.blog-city.com/profiles/393/6393.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Read Crime and Punishment, it will cheer you up.&lt;br /&gt;Hope your head gets  better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Visit me @ &lt;a href="http://glasgowdave.blog-city.com/" alt="click  here to visit this users site" target="_blank"&gt;http://glasgowdave.blog-city.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/splittin_headache.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=18472" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;Carlo&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friday, 19 September 2003 10:34 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=18472" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maybe Harry Potter is for the young adult book that's why it doens't have  sex in it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Agree with David: Fyodor's Crime and Punishment is a good  read. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/splittin_headache.htm#3" name="3" title="link to comment"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=6393" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;David S&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saturday, 20 September 2003 2:28 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=6393" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://files.blog-city.com/profiles/393/6393.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You just said Fyodor because you can't spell Dostoevsky, well neither can I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/splittin_headache.htm#4" name="4" title="link to comment"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22157" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;potpot from potato land&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Monday, 22 September 2003 9:00 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22157" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aren't you glad you were able to finish reading the book? hihihi ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/splittin_headache.htm#5" name="5" title="link to comment"&gt;5&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21520" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;luthien&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Monday, 22 September 2003 9:49 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21520" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://files.blog-city.com/profiles/520/21520.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;just kidding about the sex part. i know that HP is for kids. just taking my  cousins for a ride. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;seriously though, i haven't read crime and  punishment. i think we have it in our book shelf at home. but before i read  other stuff other than kids' books, i still have to finish my readings for  masters or else my professor is gonna kill me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-8606588785836787469?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/8606588785836787469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=8606588785836787469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/8606588785836787469'/><link 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to the president of the philippines?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to write her a letter --- err rather her office --- something to do with a request for a message for an event here in the bureau. the likelihood of her reading this is nil but sending that letter to malacañang and following it up with her staff is such a trying job. especially difficult because the one who answers the phone is a monster, or so my sister says. the problem here is i'm also following up a similar request with a senator...it's hard worming your way through politicians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me of how things are done here. people send letters here requesting for our boss' message or speech and stuff but they don't give us any info on what the fucking event is all about. what are we going to write then? it's hard to make &lt;i&gt;bola&lt;/i&gt; if you don't have any idea what you're going to talk/write about. it drives me up the wall. i'm a ghost writer for a congressman (and he doesn't know that i write most of his messages because one of his staff members just pass it down to me) so i know how unreasonable people can get when it comes to message requests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; what's this message for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staff member:&lt;/b&gt; for _________ barrio fiesta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;/b&gt;(rolls my eyes) what's with this fiesta? what am i going to write?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sm:&lt;/b&gt; oh i don't know. the usual. but please make it different from the other messages, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but how can i make it different from the other messages when every week there's a fiesta of some kind somewhere in their district?! how can i make it different and spectacular when it's the same old fiesta and the only thing that changes is the date and the name of the patron saint. besides i don't care about their fiesta to make any extra effort. and i'm also not paid for kissing the asses of these &lt;i&gt;hermano/hermana mayores&lt;/i&gt; so why would wrack my brain for something brilliant to say when there's really nothing to say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now you know why messages from politicians look the same. they're recycled over and over until you can memorize the words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to be kind to the President's staff (and make their lives easier), i will bombard them with all the information they could muster. as a fellow writer, if i can have it my way, this bureau should do away with politicians' messages to ease the staff writers' lives. no one reads messages anyway. &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/6494928193718988290-6632248092171831498?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/6632248092171831498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=6632248092171831498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/6632248092171831498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/6632248092171831498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/09/writing-philippine-president.html' title='WRITING THE PHILIPPINE PRESIDENT'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-1271389642028235421</id><published>2003-09-17T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T00:08:21.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HARASSED WEDNESDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Wednesday, 17 September 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, my wednesday is quite...i'm quite harassed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone has been hounding me with, "do this, do that," that i can't seem to figure out what i'm going to start first. to make matters worse, i couldn't understand why my digicam's flash won't work even if i've set the camera to its original manufacturer's settings. i've tried all the flash settings, still it won't work. i've changed batteries a couple of times (and some of them were fresh from the recharger), again the damned thing won't work. the &lt;i&gt;flash&lt;/i&gt; sign is there but when i'm already taking pictures, the sign turns red, which means the flash is not working. and &lt;b&gt;i have to make this thing work&lt;/b&gt; 'coz i'm going to attend some boring seminar and as a representative of the institution that co-sponsored it, i have to take a hundred of pictures. which is quite unfair because this job (documenting the event) is not supposed be mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have to write two papers for this evening's class. again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to tell you the truth, i'm tired. i'm crazy to study again when my workload is clearly unforiving and my teacher is equally demanding too. i don't know why i still do it. what will a master's degree give me anyway? why am i doing all these? have to rationalize. have to think about this really well because i still have a couple of years to go.&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/6494928193718988290-1271389642028235421?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/1271389642028235421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=1271389642028235421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/1271389642028235421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/1271389642028235421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/09/harassed-wednesday.html' title='HARASSED WEDNESDAY'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-6753414221457004412</id><published>2003-09-16T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T00:04:56.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE'S A BITCH SO LET ME DIE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Tuesday, 16 September 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a rough day yesterday. to end my long day, my professor shot me down as i was just 5 minutes into my report. i don't know what got into her last night. maybe my classmate's presentation (the one before me) was not up to her expectations thus her ire against erring students transfered onto poor me, who was left with only 15 minutes to present an hour-long report (the class is already past dismissal time, so it was quite late). i was quite panicking inside because i was thinking of how to edit my report that i've already planned and made for two weeks. it was also unfair to me because i was there inside the classroom 20 minutes before official class time and prepared my multi-media (well, it's just my digicam and the tv for my jpeg and mpeg presentation) for class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she told me to stop and she said that i've done a haphazard report. i mean, hey, i was just barely &lt;b&gt;5 minutes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;into my report! my bestfriend (who happened to be my classmate to in that subject) was aghast. she also didn't know why our professor shut me down. she told me that she was also puzzled because she knew (through all those years in grade school, highschool, and college) that i am one conscientious student and i take my studies seriously. she said, she saw what i have prepared for last night's presentation and thought i was well prepared. i even had nightmares about this fucking report. then all of a sudden...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of frustration, i cried in bed last night. i could not risk a grade lower than 1.75 here. in grad school, the lowest possible grade you could get is 1.75. if you get lower (and if your professor is that cruel), you have to say goodbye to grad school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make me feel better, i read Harry Potter Book 5. which is the reason why i'm sluggish, hungry, and am suffering from a nasty headache. i slept at around 3 am this morning just to drive that bad feeling last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should've been born in the milkyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't belong to the world today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh life's a bitch so let me die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div class="commentholder"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="lifes_a_bitch_so_let_me_die"&gt;say what? (5)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/lifes_a_bitch_so_let_me_die.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=10327" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;eryN&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, 16 September 2003 12:32 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=10327" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;life's like that sometimes...hope it gets better for you =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Visit me @ &lt;a href="http://purplequill.blog-city.com/" alt="click here to visit this users  site" target="_blank"&gt;http://purplequill.blog-city.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/lifes_a_bitch_so_let_me_die.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=24970" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;miaka&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, 16 September 2003 2:55 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=24970" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it just wasn't your day.  maybe you can talk to ma'am armi so you can redo  your presentation.  anyone can see that what happened was unfair to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/lifes_a_bitch_so_let_me_die.htm#3" name="3" title="link to comment"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, 16 September 2003 2:56 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;want me to kill that bitch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;potpot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/lifes_a_bitch_so_let_me_die.htm#4" name="4" title="link to comment"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, 16 September 2003 3:46 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;i'll present my report again next monday, by hook or by crook. have to  redeem myself, damn it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; btw, still searching for that sex thing in  HP5, you morons. the closest thing to sex was the wet kiss harry and cho  chang shared...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o gad. many sleepless nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;luthien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/lifes_a_bitch_so_let_me_die.htm#5" name="5" title="link to comment"&gt;5&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 17 September 2003 4:20 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;are you almost done with the book? coz it's suppose to be there...  somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;potpot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-6753414221457004412?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/6753414221457004412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=6753414221457004412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/6753414221457004412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/6753414221457004412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/09/lifes-bitch-so-let-me-die.html' title='LIFE&apos;S A BITCH SO LET ME DIE!'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-4795712238018460812</id><published>2003-09-15T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T00:00:57.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ART FOR THE HEART</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Monday, 15 September 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6 in the evening, the Philippine Heart Center (PHC) lobby is a haven for solitude. Not that I thrive in illness and asceptic smells…No, I also don’t have a morbid fondness for hospitals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, somewhere in the vast cold confines of the hospital, there is a spot at the lobby bursting with colors and shades. I immerse myself in TheArt Gallery of PHC. I’m neither an art critic nor a painter of whatever form. I don’t try to analyze the work of some amateur or veteran artist. I just stare. And stare. And stare some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After a mind-wracking day picking my brains out, TheArt Gallery is my therapy smack in the middle of the concrete jungle. My penchant for staring at watercolor or acrylic paintings propel me into the nothingness I’ve been dying to put myself into all day long. And this nothingness sucks my brain into pseudo-bliss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just stare. And stare. To the casual observer, I may appear to be so earnest in figuring out the profound meanings of the visuals before me. Hahaha. Fools. I’m just emptying my head. The paintings are vacuum cleaners that de-clog the thing between my ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I love about TheArt gallery is that it reminds me of my ineptitude in the field of visual arts. When I was in high school (and thought the world of myself), I had this brilliant idea that I could paint and draw. I produced charcoal paintings and watercolors. I fancied myself an artist. I fell in love with my work that I even displayed these all over my room. And even had the guts to put them all over the house for the world to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then now as I stare at the canvas of some true-blue painter, I cringe at the thought of my failed attempts to be Monet. TheArt Gallery reminds me to be grounded and prevent me to have any more crazy idea that I could be a visual artist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TheArt Gallery may serve as the fire that warms the troubled hearts (no pun inteded!) of the hospital. After worrying over the bill may come up the next day, the harassed missus may stare at some brilliant chiaroscuro hung in frames and be lost in the pleasant two-dimensional nothingness. The Gallery also provides life to a colorless atmosphere that most of the hospitals in this country have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After emptying my head in TheArt Gallery, I leave with a lightened heart, ready for the next grueling day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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/6494928193718988290-4795712238018460812?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/4795712238018460812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=4795712238018460812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/4795712238018460812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/4795712238018460812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/09/art-for-heart.html' title='ART FOR THE HEART'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-4777742962498970911</id><published>2003-09-14T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T23:58:19.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NIGHTMARE ON SILANGAN ST.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Sunday, 14 September 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m already having nightmares because this thing is always at the back of my mind. it haunts me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;last night i had difficulty sleeping. then i woke up 4 am this morning because this thing kept on flashing in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what is this thing that drags me down? &lt;b&gt;it's my report that i have to do on my monday class!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is the price of procrastination. still have not anything do present on class on monday. aaaaaarrrrrrrrggggggghhhhh! on top of it, i still have to finish the publication am working on come monday too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after this semester, am going to have a vacation. darn.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-4777742962498970911?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/4777742962498970911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=4777742962498970911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/4777742962498970911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/4777742962498970911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/09/nightmare-on-silangan-st.html' title='NIGHTMARE ON SILANGAN ST.'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-2690624886632195067</id><published>2003-09-11T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T23:54:46.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUTTERFLY KISSES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Thursday, 11 September 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what song brings tears to my eyes? it's "butterfly kisses" by bob carlisle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        &lt;div class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's not that i'm going to be married tomorrow or something but that song tugs at my heartstrings. that song resonates with the father's deep love for her daughter and the changes in their lives, especially with that of the daughter. can't put my finger in it, i mean i can't classify it as a happy song though it makes me cry. it's not sa sad song either because there's nothing to be sad about the message of the song. it's just that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now, am gonna cry again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Butterfly Kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's two things I know for sure:&lt;br /&gt;She was sent here from heaven and she's daddy's little girl.&lt;br /&gt;As I drop to my knees by her bed at night&lt;br /&gt;She talks to Jesus and I close my eyes and&lt;br /&gt;I thank god for all the joy in my life&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but most of all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer;&lt;br /&gt;sticking little white flowers all up in her hair;&lt;br /&gt;"Walk beside the pony, Daddy, it's my first ride."&lt;br /&gt;"I know the cake looks funny, Daddy, but I sure tried."&lt;br /&gt;In all that I've done wrong I know I must&lt;br /&gt;have done something right to deserve a hug&lt;br /&gt;every morning and butterfly kisses at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sweet 16 today&lt;br /&gt;She's looking like her mama a little more everyday&lt;br /&gt;One part woman, the other part girl.&lt;br /&gt;To perfume and make-up from ribbons and curls&lt;br /&gt;Trying her wings out in a great big world.&lt;br /&gt;But I remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer;&lt;br /&gt;sticking little white flowers all up in her hair.&lt;br /&gt;"You know how much I love you, Daddy,&lt;br /&gt;But if you don't mind I'm only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time."&lt;br /&gt;With all that I've done wrong I must have done something right&lt;br /&gt;to deserve her love every morningand butterfly kisses at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All the precious time&lt;br /&gt;Like the wind, the years go by.&lt;br /&gt;Precious butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;Spread your wings and fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She'll change her name today.&lt;br /&gt;She'll make a promise and I'll give her away.&lt;br /&gt;Standing in the bride-room just staring at her.&lt;br /&gt;She asked me what I'm thinking and I said&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not sure-I just feel like I'm losing my baby girl."&lt;br /&gt;She leaned over…gave me butterfly kisses with her mama there,&lt;br /&gt;Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair&lt;br /&gt;"Walk my down the aisle, Daddy-it's just about time."&lt;br /&gt;"Does my wedding gown look pretty, Daddy? Daddy, don't cry!"&lt;br /&gt;Oh, with all that I've done wrong I must have done something right.&lt;br /&gt;To deserve your love every morning and butterfly kisses&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't ask God for more, man this is what love is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know I gotta let her go, but I'll always remember&lt;br /&gt;every hug in the morning and butterfly kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div class="commentholder"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="butterfly_kisses"&gt;say what? (5)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/butterfly_kisses.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday, 11 September 2003 5:25 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;same as my wife...&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mirage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/butterfly_kisses.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday, 11 September 2003 11:04 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;me too...that song can make me cry buckets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://loneliestperson.blog-city.com/" alt="click here to visit this  users site" target="_blank"&gt;Summer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/butterfly_kisses.htm#3" name="3" title="link to comment"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=24970" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;miaka&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friday, 12 September 2003 1:58 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=24970" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;are you sure that you're not getting married yet? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/butterfly_kisses.htm#4" name="4" title="link to comment"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friday, 12 September 2003 10:36 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;dig this, i always cry when i hear the song, see the music video, hum the  tune, and read the lyrics... talk about mushiness all over!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah  luthien, aren't you getting married soon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;potpot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/butterfly_kisses.htm#5" name="5" title="link to comment"&gt;5&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21520" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;luthien&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friday, 12 September 2003 2:10 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21520" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://files.blog-city.com/profiles/520/21520.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lend me some money so that i can get married. church weddings today cost an  arm and a leg. pwedeng civil na lang?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-2690624886632195067?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/2690624886632195067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=2690624886632195067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/2690624886632195067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/2690624886632195067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/09/butterfly-kisses.html' title='BUTTERFLY KISSES'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-3264125887066815034</id><published>2003-09-10T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T23:56:19.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HARRY AND THE WORLD OF SEX</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Wednesday, 10 September 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could wring someone else's neck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        &lt;div class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how could my cousin spill the beans about harry and ginny (harry potter and the order of the phoenix) having sex in that book? (see comment on &lt;i&gt;manic monday&lt;/i&gt; blog) i haven't read that part yet. is that supposed to be a rumor? stupid rumor. potpot, i could kill you! say it isn't true! no no no no! is it true ginny is gonna die? somebody's gonna die there, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now have to read it this weekend. but first have to finish my report for school. plus my deadline here at the office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;arrrrggggggh! can't keep the suspense any longer. to hell with homework! have to read that damned book!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div class="commentholder"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="harry_and_the_world_of_sex"&gt;say what? (5)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/harry_and_the_world_of_sex.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 10 September 2003 12:43 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;it's somewhere around page... hehehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/harry_and_the_world_of_sex.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22157" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;potpot from potato land&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 10 September 2003 5:25 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22157" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;actually the sex part was not as well described as the usual "thick book"  that we read. but it's there. i think it's because harry was really pissed  during the whole story so ginny decided to get a little "close", right ros?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/harry_and_the_world_of_sex.htm#3" name="3" title="link to comment"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 10 September 2003 7:49 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;yeah, and it's supposed to be for kids so rowling can't really get into  details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ros &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/harry_and_the_world_of_sex.htm#4" name="4" title="link to comment"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday, 11 September 2003 9:39 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;i hate you all! hmp! now i have to read that blasted thing kahit na ang  dami kong deadlines!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;luthien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/harry_and_the_world_of_sex.htm#5" name="5" title="link to comment"&gt;5&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22157" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;potpot from potato land&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday, 11 September 2003 10:02 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22157" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see, if i didn't get a hold of the book asap i would have been as  irritatingly curious as you are now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-3264125887066815034?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/3264125887066815034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=3264125887066815034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/3264125887066815034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/3264125887066815034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2007/04/harry-and-world-of-sex.html' title='HARRY AND THE WORLD OF SEX'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-2289573628631052773</id><published>2003-09-10T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T23:51:12.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HARRY AND THE WORLD OF SEX</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Wednesday, 10 September 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        &lt;div class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i could wring someone else's neck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how could my cousin spill the beans about harry and ginny (harry potter and the order of the phoenix) having sex in that book? (see comment on &lt;i&gt;manic monday&lt;/i&gt; blog) i haven't read that part yet. is that supposed to be a rumor? stupid rumor. potpot, i could kill you! say it isn't true! no no no no! is it true ginny is gonna die? somebody's gonna die there, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now have to read it this weekend. but first have to finish my report for school. plus my deadline here at the office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;arrrrggggggh! can't keep the suspense any longer. to hell with homework! have to read that damned book!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div class="commentholder"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="harry_and_the_world_of_sex"&gt;say what? (5)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/harry_and_the_world_of_sex.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 10 September 2003 12:43 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;it's somewhere around page... hehehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/harry_and_the_world_of_sex.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22157" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;potpot from potato land&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 10 September 2003 5:25 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22157" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;actually the sex part was not as well described as the usual "thick book"  that we read. but it's there. i think it's because harry was really pissed  during the whole story so ginny decided to get a little "close", right ros?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/harry_and_the_world_of_sex.htm#3" name="3" title="link to comment"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 10 September 2003 7:49 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;yeah, and it's supposed to be for kids so rowling can't really get into  details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ros &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/harry_and_the_world_of_sex.htm#4" name="4" title="link to comment"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday, 11 September 2003 9:39 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;i hate you all! hmp! now i have to read that blasted thing kahit na ang  dami kong deadlines!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;luthien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/harry_and_the_world_of_sex.htm#5" name="5" title="link to comment"&gt;5&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22157" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;potpot from potato land&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday, 11 September 2003 10:02 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22157" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see, if i didn't get a hold of the book asap i would have been as  irritatingly curious as you are now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-2289573628631052773?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/2289573628631052773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=2289573628631052773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/2289573628631052773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/2289573628631052773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/09/harry-and-world-of-sex.html' title='HARRY AND THE WORLD OF SEX'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-3317000082206191031</id><published>2003-09-09T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T23:39:00.488+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office'/><title type='text'>OF MONSTERS WHO THINK THEY'RE GODS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Tuesday, 9 September 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woe to you who think you hold the power to enslave people! your time will come! you will turn ugly and your marlboro-polluted lungs will give up on you! you will choke to death and you will turn into an ugly hue of chartreuse (like that ugly uniform of ours). your face will be uglier than the decomposing face of michael jackson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        &lt;div class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're at it again. you think you're the boss but you're not. you order us around, burdening us with &lt;b&gt;your work&lt;/b&gt;. gaddamit, it's supposed to be your work and you have the nerve to pass it to us! then you do nothing but smoke yourself to death. i hope you die. i'll help you shove those marlboros down your throat .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the only reason why i am holding back and prevent myself from peppering you with sweet and tart words is because you have the access to my DTR and accomplishment reports...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but one of these days i'll be able to kick your silly big ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div class="commentholder"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="of_monsters_who_think_theyre_gods"&gt;say what? (1)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/of_monsters_who_think_theyre_gods.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=12360" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;i feel like ally&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, 9 September 2003 4:39 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=12360" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hahahahaaa! you go girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-3317000082206191031?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/3317000082206191031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=3317000082206191031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/3317000082206191031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/3317000082206191031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/09/of-monsters-who-think-theyre-gods.html' title='OF MONSTERS WHO THINK THEY&apos;RE GODS'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-7529897117256808542</id><published>2003-09-08T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T23:36:00.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MANIC MONDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Monday, 8 September 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        &lt;div class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's another gloomy monday morning and the weather really sucks. it's going to rain today and am wearing my stupid office unifrom (which, by the way has ugly color --- pants in chartreuse). what can you expect from a government office? i'm wearing something akin to a sack because of the ugly fit. (and still going to find a good seamstress who would transform this into something bearable) why am i wearing this? i'm &lt;b&gt;forced&lt;/b&gt; by circumstances. they're gonna take away my christmas bonus if i wouldn't comply to their regulations. *sigh* the injustices of being a project-based poor employee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on a lighter note, been to the SM Megamall International Bookfair. have bought Harry Potter Book 5 on sale. The original price i think was P1,3++ and i got it only for P850. Too bad my cousin couldn't wait for the sale. At last, i will be able to read the much hyped book. which means i won't be able to do much reading for grad school and i would be bleary-eyed every morning for the next few days. darn that book. it's &lt;b&gt;THICK&lt;/b&gt;, i tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="manic_monday"&gt;say what? (1)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/manic_monday.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, 9 September 2003 3:59 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;well at least i got to know first if indeed harry and ginnie had sex  :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;potpot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-7529897117256808542?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/7529897117256808542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=7529897117256808542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/7529897117256808542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/7529897117256808542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/09/manic-monday.html' title='MANIC MONDAY'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-5956072590285721922</id><published>2003-09-05T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T23:33:37.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIRD WHEEL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Friday, 5 September 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        &lt;div class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; i am soooooooooo pissed off. imagine, i am on a date, watching a movie --- and then there were three of us --- instead of a standard twosome date. the other one is an eternal freeloader. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fuck this life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div class="commentholder"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="third_wheel"&gt;say what? (3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/third_wheel.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friday, 5 September 2003 11:10 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;hmm...relate! me naman, "mean-time-girl" ang role!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://meantimegirl.blog.city.com/" alt="click here to visit this  users site" target="_blank"&gt;h @ r D c 0 r E&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/third_wheel.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22051" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;Summer_Wells&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saturday, 6 September 2003 12:18 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22051" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;badtrip nga yun!&lt;br /&gt;Haaay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Visit me @ &lt;a href="http://loneliestperson.blog-city.com/" alt="click here to visit this  users site" target="_blank"&gt;http://loneliestperson.blog-city.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/third_wheel.htm#3" name="3" title="link to comment"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22157" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;potpot from potato land&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, 9 September 2003 2:00 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22157" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;who's the third wheel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-5956072590285721922?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/5956072590285721922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=5956072590285721922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/5956072590285721922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/5956072590285721922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/09/third-wheel.html' title='THIRD WHEEL'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-7516889681452107563</id><published>2003-09-04T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T23:31:39.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Thursday, 4 September 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        &lt;div class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;have stopped reading and watching news because of ping lacson. that SOB is hell-bent on becoming president, up to the point of attempting to topple the present administration. i'm not saying mike arroyo is clean (he may have lots of shit hiding somewhere) but --- hell! all this brouhaha about jose pidal is a manifestation of the country's unstable situation. scares investors away. peso is already 55 to a dollar. and god knows what else is going to crop up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;reading newspapers makes me ill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div class="commentholder"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="ping"&gt;say what? (6)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/ping.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday, 4 September 2003 10:46 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;doesn't jose vidal remind you of jose velarde? actually this is all too  familiar. i don't watch the news anymore, it's making me too depressed, to  the point of crying over mc donalds commercial *sings: panapanahon ang  pagkakataon...* reminds me of the good old days (mind you, i'm only 24).  when everyone was corteous and family oriented. *engk! mushy button,  "ON"*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;potpot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/ping.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday, 4 September 2003 12:12 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;actually, we discussed in class last night the mc donalds commercial.  hmmm...a lot of us seems to be nostalgic about that ad. my classmate  related to us teh story why he is moved by the mcdo ad (he's not in good  terms with his mom, he left home, blah blah).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah, news nowadays is  too depressing to think about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;luthien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/ping.htm#3" name="3" title="link to comment"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday, 4 September 2003 3:11 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;parang naalala ko tuloy yung times na nasa lumang bahay pa kayo. we used to  eat the skin of the hotdog first before the meat itself. tipid ba! masaya  na tayo sa snow ball (yun nga ba yung tawag dun) *mushy-ness,  overloading*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;potpot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/ping.htm#4" name="4" title="link to comment"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 10 September 2003 12:33 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;uyyy! nostalgic sila!  i love "kanlungan" so much, had to download it from  kazaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ros &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/ping.htm#5" name="5" title="link to comment"&gt;5&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22157" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;potpot from potato land&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday, 11 September 2003 10:07 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22157" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;penge naman "kanlungan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Visit me @ &lt;a href="http://potatochips.blog-city.com/" alt="click here to visit this users  site" target="_blank"&gt;http://potatochips.blog-city.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/ping.htm#6" name="6" title="link to comment"&gt;6&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22157" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;potpot from potato land&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday, 11 September 2003 10:07 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22157" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;penga naman "kanlungan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Visit me @ &lt;a href="http://potatochips.blog-city.com/" alt="click here to visit this users  site" target="_blank"&gt;http://potatochips.blog-city.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-7516889681452107563?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/7516889681452107563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=7516889681452107563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/7516889681452107563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/7516889681452107563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/09/ping.html' title='PING'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-7489477518913041676</id><published>2003-09-03T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T23:29:09.657+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studio ghibli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayao miyazaki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime'/><title type='text'>IN LOVE WITH STUDIO GHIBLI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Wednesday, 3 September 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        &lt;div class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's official: i am now an addicted fan of studio ghibli. have watched &lt;em&gt;Whisper of the Heart&lt;/em&gt; the other night and i fell in love with that &lt;em&gt;anime&lt;/em&gt;. it may seem shallow to others but nothing beats a feel-good movie after a hard day at the office. that movie made me &lt;em&gt;kilig&lt;/em&gt;! (translated loosely it gave me shivers down the spine) it gave me a giddy feeling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whisper of the heart is a movie made for 15 year-old girls but can be enjoyed by everyone. it tackles the self-discovery of a young girl amid the pressures of cram school, regular school, exams, family chores, friendship, and of course, young love. that was the best part *wink wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the movie was written and produced by hayao miyazaki, the same guy who orchestrated &lt;em&gt;Spirited Away&lt;/em&gt;, another favorite of mine. he really has a way of touching my heart (aw shucks, am being mushy *wriggle wriggle*). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if you don't know what i'm talking about, just watch the movie. or go to &lt;a href="http://www.nausicaa.net/miyazaki/mimi/"&gt;http://www.nausicaa.net/miyazaki/mimi/&lt;/a&gt; for more info.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;believe me, i slept that night smiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-7489477518913041676?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/7489477518913041676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=7489477518913041676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/7489477518913041676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/7489477518913041676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/09/in-love-with-studio-ghibli.html' title='IN LOVE WITH STUDIO GHIBLI'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-7833175998749666216</id><published>2003-09-02T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T23:26:32.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAIN RAIN GO AWAY...UNLESS I CAN SLEEP ALL DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Tuesday, 2 September 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        &lt;div class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rainy days are nice --- that is if i am in my bed and reading a wonderful book and eating a hot meal. yet i am here, stuck in the office, doing a lay-out of a book/compilation, wet and miserable. don't forget that i am also cold. been struggling with other commuters this morning so i am really wet and miserable. plus it didn't help i am wearing heels. darn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the worst thing here is other government offices have let their employees go home at 12 nn. guess what? the announcement came too late in our office: it was already 4 pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the irony of it all...the typhoon has just left the country.*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="rain_rain_go_awayunless_i_can_sleep_all_day"&gt;say what? (1)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/rain_rain_go_awayunless_i_can_sleep_all_day.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22051" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;Summer_Wells&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 3 September 2003 11:57 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22051" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yeah, life do suck at times..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Visit me @ &lt;a href="http://loneliestperson.blog-city.com/" alt="click here to visit this  users site" target="_blank"&gt;http://loneliestperson.blog-city.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-7833175998749666216?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/7833175998749666216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=7833175998749666216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/7833175998749666216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/7833175998749666216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/09/rain-rain-go-awayunless-i-can-sleep-all.html' title='RAIN RAIN GO AWAY...UNLESS I CAN SLEEP ALL DAY'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-8863737236863671683</id><published>2003-09-01T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T23:24:23.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insecure son of a bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Monday, 1 September 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        &lt;div class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember the one that i wished his lungs would collapse? well that SOB's &lt;b&gt;order&lt;/b&gt; that i finish this transcript ASAP makes me want to scream. this is supposed to be his job! *sob* i am way way behind my schedule of activities and this SOB does not even think that he is burdening me with work that is supposed to be his! darn that SOB! and to think that he's not my boss or anybody else's boss. he's just an executive assistant. while he orders us around with this and that, he does nothing but pollute his lungs and pretend he's an important man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; the nerve...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;theme song&lt;/b&gt;: pardon me by incubus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div class="commentholder"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="insecure_son_of_a_bitch"&gt;say what? (1)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/insecure_son_of_a_bitch.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22157" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;potpot from potato land&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Monday, 1 September 2003 3:53 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22157" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i feel for you kuzy! all SOB should be burned at the stake!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-8863737236863671683?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/8863737236863671683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=8863737236863671683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/8863737236863671683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/8863737236863671683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2007/04/insecure-son-of-bitch.html' title='insecure son of a bitch'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-6354309535880562364</id><published>2003-08-31T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T22:58:12.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AKIRA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Sunday, 31 August 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;have watched &lt;em&gt;Akira&lt;/em&gt; friday night...well, that had me thinking so much after i've watched that &lt;em&gt;anime&lt;/em&gt;. have asked myself  and my bf many times, "what was Akira? was he a human being? What about him being a 'pure energy' blah blah?" why is this movie considered the best anime of all time? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that movie also reminded me of &lt;em&gt;Minority Report&lt;/em&gt;, you know, the three psychics and stuff...it seems like Akira was Steven Spielberg's inspiration for Minority Report. I mean the similarity is uncanny (with thos pre-camb and the girl being the strongest among the three).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why is japan so obsessed with apocalyptic themes for its movies and anime? makes me feel depressed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-6354309535880562364?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/6354309535880562364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=6354309535880562364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/6354309535880562364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/6354309535880562364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/08/akira.html' title='AKIRA'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-404137530571147884</id><published>2003-08-29T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T22:56:03.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleazoids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Friday, 29 August 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;have been called on to document some boring meeting, which i think should not be our job. it' s just some guy upstairs is too lazy (or sleazy, i should say) to do his own work. what he does all day is to harass us (and feel like he's some god and order us around) and puff cigarettes. i hope his lungs will collapse tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok, have to go now to that blasted meeting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-404137530571147884?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/404137530571147884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=404137530571147884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/404137530571147884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/404137530571147884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/08/sleazoids.html' title='sleazoids'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-1105778895470282133</id><published>2003-08-28T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T22:52:56.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahahaha! have managed to upload pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Thursday, 28 August 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        &lt;div class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooooohhhhhh. my officemates would be so furious with me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.pbase.com/likha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div class="commentholder"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comment" class="comment" href="javascript:void(null);" onclick="'popup(" f="ahahaha_have_managed_to_upload_pics"&gt;----&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/ahahaha_have_managed_to_upload_pics.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday, 28 August 2003 11:26 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;now you can post pics in your blog!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mirage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-1105778895470282133?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/1105778895470282133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=1105778895470282133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/1105778895470282133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/1105778895470282133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/08/ahahaha-have-managed-to-upload-pics.html' title='ahahaha! have managed to upload pics'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-3787614636554501751</id><published>2003-08-28T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T22:50:33.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>have turned into a shooting fiend</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Thursday, 28 August 2003&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;since i am a first-time owner of a compact camera that's so easy to use, i've become a photo-shooting maniac on the loose. have taken oble's front and butt. have intruded in my officemates' reveries. have taken photos of their butts. have shot movies while they slept during lunch break. this only proves that i am a harrased yuppie-part-time student and the only respite from my brain-draining exertions is this: intruding into other people's business with my stupid little camera. oh well, i will grow out of it in a week or two. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;blasted blog. how can i attach pictures here?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  ----&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/have_turned_into_a_shooting_fiend.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday, 28 August 2003 1:23 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;I know! i was in a shooting frenzy also when i first bought my  camera.&lt;br /&gt;To attach a picture, it shld be housed on a server first. You  can collate the pictures through these links: http://photos.yahoo.com or  www.photos.ph.&lt;br /&gt;Hope this helps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://loneliestperson.blog-city.com/" alt="click here to visit this  users site" target="_blank"&gt;summer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/have_turned_into_a_shooting_fiend.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday, 28 August 2003 5:30 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;my wife and i turned into paparazzi parents when we got our camera!&lt;br /&gt;just  look for an online storage for your photos.then use its link to post it in  your blog.have you tried posting pics before?i think blog-city lost the  "add image" icon when making a blog entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mirage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/have_turned_into_a_shooting_fiend.htm#3" name="3" title="link to comment"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21520" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;luthien&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday, 28 August 2003 9:25 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21520" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://files.blog-city.com/profiles/520/21520.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ey guys, thanks for the tips. have tried last night uploading here and it  seems like blog-city has disabled that function. oh well, gotta create a  gallery for my efforts.  = )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-3787614636554501751?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/3787614636554501751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=3787614636554501751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/3787614636554501751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/3787614636554501751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/08/have-turned-into-shooting-fiend.html' title='have turned into a shooting fiend'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-8391253540611866798</id><published>2003-08-27T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T22:44:41.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>halleluiah! a digital camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Wednesday, 27 August 2003&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;i was like a broken record for the past few months, obsessing about buying a digital camera. yesterday i finally had the guts to max out my credit card and buy that blasted digicam that has been nagging me for so long.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whoppeee! i don't need to borrow the office digicam anymore for official functions. my bosses has been monopolizing the use of those office equipment (and i most of the time they are using these stuff for personal reasons) and staff members like us could not even use them for official businesses. *sigh*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now i can finally sleep easy. wonderful. i can now take pictures of the items i will sell in ebay!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;----&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/halleluiah_a_digital_camera.htm#1" name="1" title="link to comment"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 27 August 2003 1:29 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;yahoo may mahihiram na ako! how much is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;potpot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/halleluiah_a_digital_camera.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=9867" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;Mirage&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 27 August 2003 2:08 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=9867" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://files.blog-city.com/profiles/867/9867.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wow!&lt;br /&gt;what digicam did you buy?&lt;br /&gt;how many pixels is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was keen on  having the Sony P32 or the CanonA300 (i think) but settled for another  because of a promo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/halleluiah_a_digital_camera.htm#3" name="3" title="link to comment"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 27 August 2003 3:03 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;mirage, what promo was that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;potpot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/halleluiah_a_digital_camera.htm#4" name="4" title="link to comment"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 27 August 2003 4:03 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;pot, it was a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;it was digicam with free HP printer.&lt;br /&gt;the  printer was for my wife's brothers not ours.i have one already.&lt;br /&gt;if it  werent for that i would have opted to buy one with more features but same  price.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mirage &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/halleluiah_a_digital_camera.htm#5" name="5" title="link to comment"&gt;5&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 27 August 2003 4:21 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;hey mirage, i think i saw that one last night where i bought my digicam. it  was more expensive than what i bought (because cost of electronics in this  country is much much higher than in other countries). i bought the olympus  c-150 because it was simple and the price was lower than canon and samsung.   plus they have a promo here. but its features are the same with the sony  cybershot u-20 but the digital zoom is higher (up to 5.0 x) in olympus. i  only need a simple camera for everyday use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;luthien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/halleluiah_a_digital_camera.htm#6" name="6" title="link to comment"&gt;6&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday, 27 August 2003 9:38 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;olympus is a good buy.&lt;br /&gt;i know people who use it and very  satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;mine is U-20.but my eyes were on P32 or  Canon(A300?).anyway,it was my wife's money,her decision.&lt;br /&gt;the sad thing  was,we bought it because she wanted to have the printer for her bros.but  their PC was sold by her sis.&lt;br /&gt;sayang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mirage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/halleluiah_a_digital_camera.htm#7" name="7" title="link to comment"&gt;7&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friday, 29 August 2003 11:30 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;you techy guys just lost me there *lost*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;potpot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-8391253540611866798?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/8391253540611866798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=8391253540611866798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/8391253540611866798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/8391253540611866798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2007/04/halleluiah-digital-camera.html' title='halleluiah! a digital camera'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-6077999900458835007</id><published>2003-08-26T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T22:40:36.809+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studio ghiblie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayao miyazaki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stpirited away'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime'/><title type='text'>Spirited Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Tuesday, 26 August 2003&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have watched &lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt; the Japanese anime &lt;em&gt;Spirited Away&lt;/em&gt; by Hayao Miyazaki in DVD. I dunno...But there's something in that movie that made a strong impression in me. I have always been enamoured of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;em&gt; in Wonderland-&lt;/em&gt;type of stories, wherein one would be lost in a world of adventures. Maybe that's why I fell in love with this movie. When I was a child, I would often play make-belive games --- pretending to be &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Alice&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; or be some other character of my imagination and I would go to adventures that my mind has created. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Watching &lt;em&gt;Spirited Away &lt;/em&gt;woke the child within me and made me young again. And it made my heart do somersaults when Chihiro and Haku promised each other that they must meet again someday. "We must!" they kept repeating to each other. This promise of protecting each other made Chihiro strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I say you watch it. It's a must for 10-year old girls. And adults with a ten-year old child within them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22126" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;Ida Foole&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, 26 August 2003 2:09 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22126" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I saw Sprited Away and loved it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/spirited_away.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday, 26 August 2003 12:47 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;don't you mean you used to pretend to be a superhero and thought you could  actually fly? (all i want for christmas is my two front teeth)  *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;potpot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-6077999900458835007?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/6077999900458835007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=6077999900458835007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/6077999900458835007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/6077999900458835007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/08/spirited-away.html' title='Spirited Away'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-4416371283479933311</id><published>2003-08-25T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T22:33:26.635+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='media responsibility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AIDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SARS'/><title type='text'>Reflection: Common Threads (a documentary)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;posted Monday, 25 August 2003&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is a part of the reaction paper I will submit to my professor later this evening for our class. This is about Common Threads, a  documentary (narrated by Dustin Hoffman and won an Academy Award) made during the 80s when AIDS awareness in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region style="font-style: italic;" st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;America&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; was in its infancy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;----------------&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;It took Rock Hudson’s confession and eventual death to make or do publicity about AIDS in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;America&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. Why does it have to take a celebrity’s (especially a movie star) death or misfortune to make the media turn its head on important issues, like AIDS, and inform the public about it? Is it so hard to communicate to the people about important things like these without the help of the glitz and glamour of people from &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Hollywood&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;? Do people’s concern lie just with those kind of personalities?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Another thing about the communication aspect shown in the documentary Common Threads is the public’s misconception that AIDS is a disease of gay men only. First, the news about AIDS (first thought to be some kind of cancer) had spread in the community (especially in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;San Francisco&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; where a large population of gay men and women live) and here people who were generally ignorant about the disease have put AIDS in this box --- only gay men acquire this. The public were unconcerned and brushed the issue off as illness that affects only queer people and they won’t get it. This kind of ignorance is due to the lack of information about the disease plus the lack of information campaign or communication about the increasingly threatening AIDS.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Then it turned out that some IV drug users were also afflicted with AIDS who were straight and had heterosexual relationships. Even children suffering from hemophilia acquire the disease. People who are suffering from AIDS and their families were bewildered because there seemed to be no studies regarding this because health authorities discriminated AIDS patients: they were not conforming to the morals of society like (homosexuals and IV drug users). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;But it turned out that every year more and more people die and it’s turning into an epidemic, spreading at an alarming rate. Still the government, especially the US Health Department was not giving it much attention due to the stigma attached to AIDS. It was not a priority and they thought that this is not a public health issue. Their ignorance and arrogance could be attributed again to the lack of information and communication campaign and awareness regarding AIDS. It took a long time before authorities realized that “No One Is Safe from AIDS” as Life magazine said in its cover. Only then there was any action given regarding this. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;After much hullabaloo about it, the media picked up the AIDS issue and made some awareness campaign or ‘AIDS education’ as they called it. But the media was not responsible enough in its tackling of AIDS. The ads shown on national tv just featured AIDS and its face but it the ads didn’t discuss what’s it all about and how it is acquired and how it is cured or prevented. It was not concrete. Because of this what I call misinformation, the paranoia and discrimination against AIDS patients persists and many of these patients die unhappily as they were shunned by the world like some trash. It didn’t help that some media personalities like Eddie Murphy made insensitive and stupid jokes about AIDS and its victims. Only good and responsible educational communication and good governance have quieted down the storm the issue created. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Although it is not as bad as AIDS, the SARS epidemic is like this. People panicked and became paranoid about SARS and the people who might be affected by it. The media in the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Philippines&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; (and also the rest of &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;South East Asia&lt;/st1:place&gt;) have blown up the issue (though SARS is quite a threatening disease). The health care workers and the like were discriminated by the public rather than praised for their perseverance and dedication to their work. Innocent people like me (who came from &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Shanghai&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; during the summer vacation) were treated like dirt. Believe me, it hurts like hell. At first it was quite amusing to see my officemates over-react. After a week, it was not funny anymore and it drove me up the wall. It came to a point I was driven away from my workstation (when clearly I was SARS-free and I really made sure I was). Really, I was shooed away! Unknown OA people splashed alcohol and disinfectant on my things (I discovered one morning) --- table, chair, computer ---everything! They avoid me like a plague and nobody talked to me. It was difficult for me to work on the things I had to do when nobody would want to come near me. I was even banned from coming home to my parents home this April. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I blame the media for this hysteria because they kept on reporting and publishing new items like there were people who contracted the disease and died when in truth it was non-existent. They’ve blown everything out of proportion and the Filipinos, gullible as ever, tripled the paranoia. The lack of education and scientific culture of our people contributed to this brouhaha that made innocent people suffer. There was this Chinese student of my mother in Env’tal Sci. (he’s from &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Guangdong&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:State&gt; unfortunately) who suffered from the stupidity of university students pa naman! Whenever this Chinese would go to his classes, people would lock the door and turn off the lights so he would think that there was no class. I don’t know if the students were pilyo or just plain stupid. And to think these were graduate students. Another case was in an international research institution when another Chinese was locked in his dorm (food was delivered at his door) for a week or two because people were already panicking. He was begging for the people to let him out, poor guy.       &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;‘Under-reporting’ and ‘over-reporting’ of issues like these (AIDS, SARS, etc.) are fatal. Correct information and responsible education is the key in alleviating crises like these. The media and the government should safeguard the tackling of issues like these and communication to the public should be done responsibly. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-4416371283479933311?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/4416371283479933311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=4416371283479933311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/4416371283479933311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/4416371283479933311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/08/reflection-common-threads-documentary.html' title='Reflection: Common Threads (a documentary)'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-2554601782244348939</id><published>2003-08-24T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T22:23:04.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>books to feed the mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Sunday, 24 August 2003&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My older sister is on the search for more intellectual reading. She felt that she should upgrade her reading preference to such books like the &lt;em&gt;Unbearable Lightness of Being &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;100 Years of Solitude&lt;/em&gt; and depart from Johanna Linsey and the like. Halleluiah! She finally came to her senses that I am not a geek for reading those kinds of books. I'm not a freak after all (like she believed before) I recommended &lt;em&gt;Memoirs of a Geisha&lt;/em&gt; (of course&lt;em&gt;), Tales of Genji, Jonathan Livingston Seagul, Brothers Karamasov, Tuesdays with Morrie, Sophie's World &lt;/em&gt;--- I forgot the stuff that I've listed in my diary the books that I should buy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Hmmm...have to wait for payday before I could buy books&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22157" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;potpot from potato land&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;Tuesday, 26 August 2003 12:30 pm&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=22157" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gee, i feel like a total loser, i'm still reading julie garwood, catherine  coulter and the likes. i guess i'm not ready for the big books yet (or  maybe i haven't had enough of the mind blowing sex encounters in those  books)^_^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Visit me @ &lt;a href="http://potatochips.blog-city.com/" alt="click here to visit this users site" target="_blank"&gt;http://potatochips.blog-city.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/books_to_feed_the_mind.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;Tuesday, 26 August 2003 1:27 pm&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;no naman, dear. you're not a loser. i still read mills and boon once in a  while noh. mas loser ata ako.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lallee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-2554601782244348939?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/2554601782244348939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=2554601782244348939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/2554601782244348939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/2554601782244348939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/08/books-to-feed-mind.html' title='books to feed the mind'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-591172702529418832</id><published>2003-08-18T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T22:17:34.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessica Hagedorn'/><title type='text'>GHOSTS OF MANILA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;posted Monday, 18 August 2003&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Have read the Time (&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Asia&lt;/st1:place&gt;) edition wherein Jessica Hagedorn was talking about the ghost of her homeland haunting her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That's why I'm still scared of living outside of the country permanently (or semi-permanently). I'm afraid of the ghosts that may haunt me in my sleep...The longing for the home that you thought you have left behind but still home is with you forever and ever. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yeah, been out of the country for a vacation and may soon go out again...But it has never occured to me to leave this god-forsaken country permanently. I don't know...maybe am too coward to face the loneliness and the longing for the country I love so much. Hey, I'm not being cheesy here...It 's just that, you know, I get easily homesick &lt;b&gt;all the time&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I don't want to experience what Jessica Hagedorn and the millions of Filipino expats and OFWs around the world experience. You know, the feeling of something vital is missing but you can't put your finger exactly what it is. I know a lot of Pinoys who live in faraway lands and yet their heart and soul is still in their native country. They're never truly part of their adopted country because somewhere and somehow their thoughts always go back to this archipelago. It's like what others had described: you're suspended on air and can't get out of the strings that had held you for so long. Ms. Hagedorn's mom --- until the day that she died --- has &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Manila&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; on her mind.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Get my drift?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I hope one day I may not experience that. I mean it's horrible to be longing for something you have left behind. To be always in search of that perfect &lt;i&gt;pancit&lt;/i&gt; and silly attempts of cooking &lt;i&gt;sinigang&lt;/i&gt; that tasted like home. To always be in search of someone who would understand your sense of humor. To look for someone who would understand your language (even though you're proficient in English or whatever foreign language). Desperate for the warm smiles of your countrymen. To look up in the sky and hope to see the clear blue tropical skies. To still feel the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Philippines&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. To be back home again. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A lot of my relatives feel that. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;i hope I may not.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-591172702529418832?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/591172702529418832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=591172702529418832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/591172702529418832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/591172702529418832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/08/ghosts-of-manila.html' title='GHOSTS OF MANILA'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-1297646199073477410</id><published>2003-08-17T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T21:41:52.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoirs of a geisha'/><title type='text'>MEMOIRS OF A GEISHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;posted Sunday, 17 August 2003&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;That book...didn't let me sleep until 2 am...then I had to finish it when I woke up this morning. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It's a fascinating read. Another addition to my &lt;i&gt;Japanimation&lt;/i&gt; education.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Because of that book, I spent the whole day in bed again. And I wasn't able to read my assigned readings in grad school. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Sigh*&lt;/span&gt; The price of procrastination...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=20822" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;Liz V.E.&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="date"&gt;Monday, 18 August 2003 3:35 pm&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=20822" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I read that book ages ago, and still I bring it wherever I can, just to  catch my favorite snippets again (like Hatsumomo's last stand, and her  confrontation with the Chairman). Sometimes, a book just draws me in and  that's it, I'm in it for life... this is one of those books.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/memoirs_of_a_geisha.htm#2" name="2" title="link to comment"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21520" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;luthien&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;Monday, 18 August 2003 3:52 pm&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=21520" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://files.blog-city.com/profiles/520/21520.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;felt bad for nobu...i mean he was kind and he did save sayuri's life during  WWII...but i don't know if sayuri didn't like him because he was disfigured  or because she was so fixated on the Chairman...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogentry-comment"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/memoirs_of_a_geisha.htm#3" name="3" title="link to comment"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=17151" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;stillsober&lt;/a&gt; left...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;Monday, 18 August 2003 3:59 pm&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthien.blog-city.com/console/profile/popup/?i=17151" onclick="popup(this.href,600,430); return false;" title="view profile"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you like this kinda Asian reads, you should read 'SOULS THE GODS HAS  FORSAKEN' (Ralph Modder) and 'JOSS AND GOLD' (Shirley Lim). Fascinating  literatures. Happy reading!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Visit me @ &lt;a href="http://stillsober.blog.city.com/" alt="click here to visit this users  site" target="_blank"&gt;http://stillsober.blog.city.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-1297646199073477410?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/1297646199073477410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=1297646199073477410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/1297646199073477410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/1297646199073477410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/08/memoirs-of-geisha.html' title='MEMOIRS OF A GEISHA'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-5401817798441765051</id><published>2003-08-16T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T21:38:40.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG BLOB FROM OUTER SPACE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;posted Saturday, 16 August 2003&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I went home in my parents' house after being harassed by work and graduate studies the past week. Because I am in the comfort of my own room, I am often horizontal --- about 95% of the time. The remaining 5% is when I go to the kitchen get my food and then plop again on my bed to eat while I read. And go to the bathroom. After 3 days I'll turn into a huge yellow blob from outer space. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That's why every weekend I gain 1 lb. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I just hope the stress I'm undergoing during the week would lose me 10 lbs. Every week. But life is unfair, it does not happen to regular mortals like me. Unlike the demigodesses in &lt;i&gt;Vogue&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I don't know why I still keep on reading Vogue (and monthly copies are already crowding the top of my cabinet) when it only makes me feel insecure about my ugly feet (could not wear Manolo Blahnik &lt;b&gt;ever&lt;/b&gt;), my ballooning waistline, and it reinforces the fact that I'm poor and could not afford a single designer item, like Marc Jacobs. Unless some angel from the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;US&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; (usually relative) would send me something. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But still, I buy the stupid magazine every month. Silly me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-5401817798441765051?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/5401817798441765051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=5401817798441765051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/5401817798441765051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/5401817798441765051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/08/big-blob-from-outer-space.html' title='BIG BLOB FROM OUTER SPACE'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-5311606008817458921</id><published>2003-08-15T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T21:36:00.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMN IF YOU DO, DAMN IF YOU DON'T</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;posted Friday, 15 August 2003&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Why is it that you only seek me out when you're lonely? When everyone's gone and on their way elsewhere...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Am I just a thing that you stuff into the void? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You just want me to wait for you day in and day out. Like a dog panting after you, waiting for you faithfully by the door.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yet you do not see me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am a &lt;b&gt;fool&lt;/b&gt; for waiting. Waiting that you put the ring on my finger. And seal my fate.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What am I to you?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  ----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;Friday, 15 August 2003 2:47 pm&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;Hey, take it easy! I just came here for the first time - I've done nothing  wrong! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;David&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-5311606008817458921?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/5311606008817458921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=5311606008817458921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/5311606008817458921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/5311606008817458921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/08/damn-if-you-do-damn-if-you-dont.html' title='DAMN IF YOU DO, DAMN IF YOU DON&apos;T'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-6304620622251175942</id><published>2003-08-14T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T21:33:12.236+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ate glow'/><title type='text'>Ate Glow and Gloria Gloria Atribida</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;posted Thursday, 14 August 2003&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Call me a snob but I don't usually watch local tv shows. It just so happened that the only channels that my roommates know is ABS-CBN. To my frustration, I only get to watch shows from that network when I'm in the city, unless I camp out in my boyfriend's living room and glue myself to his 21-inch tv with Sky Cable. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Last night, unfortunately, I wasn't able to shut out the sound from my roommate's tv while I was trying to read &lt;i&gt;Memoirs of a Geisha&lt;/i&gt; (I'm in this japanimation thing). OK, I can't beat them so I joined them in their &lt;i&gt;Klasmeyts&lt;/i&gt;-fest. One thing that really amused me was &lt;b&gt;Ate Glow&lt;/b&gt; (you know, the GMA impersonator on TV). She (or rather 'he' , since the impersonator is biologically male as Phil. Daily Inquirer reported) made me laugh. Ate Glow talks the same way as the President --- and even got her voice correctly. Ate Glow moves like the real GMA and she is more accessible (or charismatic even) than GMA. Last night they showed a footage of Ate Glow visiting the Department of Interior and Local Government (DILG) and made fun of herself and flirted with DILG Sec. Joey Lina, who was also 'game'. Ate Glow even asked for a kiss from Lina! Then Ate Glow visited a police precint somewhere in the metro. The policemen were also 'game' and they mockingly arrested her because Ate Glow fitted the description of the 'wanted' person in their logbook (wearinga purple dress with pearls, prominent mole on the face, etc.). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What made me smile was the manner Ate Glow conducted herself with these people. She was funnier and more 'human' than the real Ate Glo (or Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo). The President is &lt;i&gt;mataray&lt;/i&gt;, strict, and &lt;i&gt;mayabang&lt;/i&gt;. Ate Glow somehow softens the image of the President and she even makes fun of herself. Ate Glow smiles a lot and she is more approachable than the President. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;People could only wish that Ate Glo is more like her.&lt;/p&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; a reader left...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div class="date"&gt;Thursday, 25 September 2003 3:28 am&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; width: 32px; height: 32px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 8px;" src="http://luthien.blog-city.com/images/noprofile.jpg" /&gt;i found this through Google. i like that Ate Glow portion of that episode  too. Very Funny! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I posted the link of this page on my blog...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thanks  very much!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;btw: i like ur blog!!! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://mrazdapre.journalspace.com/" alt="click here to visit this  users site" target="_blank"&gt;mrazdapre&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-6304620622251175942?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/6304620622251175942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/6304620622251175942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/08/ate-glow-and-gloria-gloria-atribida.html' title='Ate Glow and Gloria Gloria Atribida'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-4260330821609984798</id><published>2003-08-13T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T21:27:51.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OFFICE TENSE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;posted Wednesday, 13 August 2003&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;My sister sent me a text message earlier this day and said, &lt;i&gt;"nagkakagulo na kami dito sa opisina namin. Lhat kmi tense."&lt;/i&gt; Office is Malacañang. She is under the Office of the President (OP).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I asked her, &lt;i&gt;"bakit? gwa ba ng assasination plot sa knya?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;She said, &lt;i&gt;"D naman. mainit ulo gwa nung mga cnabi ni trillanes.mkinig k ng radyo. exciting."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Another soap opera again on tv, just like the Impeachment Trial of Erap. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Abangan ang susunod na kabanata.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-4260330821609984798?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/4260330821609984798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=4260330821609984798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/4260330821609984798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/4260330821609984798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2007/04/office-tense.html' title='OFFICE TENSE'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-4271684086195229209</id><published>2003-08-12T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T21:24:00.867+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PMS'/><title type='text'>Eve's Curse</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;posted Tuesday, 12 August 2003&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Fuck this world!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I wanted to fling myself from my dorm's rooftop into the dumptruck plying the stretch of EDSA. I'm punishing myself with brain-gnawing thoughts --- then I suddenly burst into uncontrollable tears. I quarrel with my boyfriend, release my pent-up fury to make me feel better. Or so I thought. I only ended up crying myself to sleep.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Welcome to the insane PMS world!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This temporary (oh god! I do hope this is temporary) insanity drives 1 out of 5 females mad. Doctors say hormones go haywire right before or during this bloody time of the month.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Others say it's just a state of mind...and those &lt;i&gt;others&lt;/i&gt; are &lt;b&gt;guys&lt;/b&gt;. No wonder.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Believe me, if this is just a state of mind, it would be so easy to combat this mental illness! I've tried everything to stop the PMS attack...still, I feel the urge to kill everybody who crosses my path during these torture days.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have a license to be bitchy when I have PMS. Oooh good! Feels wonderful to thrash someody around. It's rather nice to be a seething volcano every minute.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I wonder why women have to suffer this malady. Isn't childbirth enough? They say that the pain involved in giving birth is indescribable in this planet. Isn't that enough for us women? Why is Mother Nature this horrible to give us this absolutely terrible thing like PMS to contend with the rest of our fertile years? WHY?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And there's something to look forward to in my golden years --- the IMPOSSIBLE-WOMAN-TO-BE-WITH-BECAUSE-OF-MENOPUASE SYNDROME. Ahhh, great. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-4271684086195229209?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/4271684086195229209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=4271684086195229209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/4271684086195229209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/4271684086195229209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2007/04/posted-tuesday-12-august-2003-fuck-this.html' title='Eve&apos;s Curse'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-717309547004715302</id><published>2003-07-28T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T21:21:13.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MUTINY AND SONA DON'T MIX, DO THEY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;posted Monday, 28 July 2003&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother really had a way of waking us up on that Sunday morning. She was knocking fervently on my bedroom door and was announcing in my ear, &lt;i&gt;“Gising ka na! Presidente na si Gringo!” &lt;/i&gt;That sure made me bolt from my deep slumber. From 9 am till 5 pm that day I was glued to the TV, keeping track of what was happening. But somehow, when it was about 7 pm, my interest wavered since there seemed to be no exciting thing (like a crossfire) would happen. Talk about TV marathon.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;From 9 am till 12 noon, the two rival networks wanted to outdo one another up to the point of being irritating in front of the viewers. To catch the latest scoop, the reporters of GMA7 and ABS-CBN looked stupid by interviewing the expatriates and their families leaving Oakwood by asking stupid questions like, “How are you?” and shoving the microphones and cameras in their faces. Is this responsible journalism? They were also tempting fate by being too close to the armed rebel soldiers who are, by the way, too irked by how the things are going. One wrong move by these reporters of the broadcast and print media, their heads would have been blown off. Imagine the gall of these people taking pictures 5 inches away from the faces of these soldiers!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The worst booboo of all was &lt;b&gt;Karen Davila&lt;/b&gt; of ABS-CBN. When she had a chance to talk to Lt. SG Antonio Trillanes IV, she had the gall to convince Trillanes to give it up. I mean, what authority does she have to mediate for the government? Is she an experienced negotiator to take up this huge responsibility? And she further antagonized the beleaguered young officer by suggesting that he and Defense Sec. Angelo Reyes settle the matter on air with her as the go-between. Was she insane? Why did she take upon herself to do this? Is this because she had her head swollen enough to think that she is that good and powerful to do that? I think ABS-CBN should check up on their talents.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;All in all, the media coverage of the mutiny on July 27, 2003 was one entertaining --- albeit peppered with irritating scenes --- joy ride. Before noon, people in our house knew nothing would happen (like a crossfire or bombs blowing up and Gringo and Erap would come marching down &lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;Ayala Avenue&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt; to Malacañang) and we concluded the drama would end at or before 7 pm. My father (who is already retired due to a debilitating illness), who stays at home and is a professor-turned coach potato, was thrilled to have something to entertain him. It has been a long time since he followed a soap opera like this and the last time was the Erap Impeachment Trial. Don’t get me wrong. We know that this mutiny and the major issues connected to this are serious business but our family just laughed it off because we knew that the next day the peso will slide into oblivion again and the problems of this country will quadruple. At times like these, humor is the only cure. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;The next day during the President’s State of the Nation Address, I was disappointed since GMA did not expound on the issues surrounding the previous day’s mutiny. She didn’t even mention Al-Ghozi brouhaha. She mentioned about support for agricultural modernization and the benefits of research and development for modernization like the hybrid rice. My officemates and I were watching the TV coverage of the SONA and we reacted to that part of her speech. Where’s the support? What kind of support is this when Congress or DBM slashed our budget up to 60%! One hundred sixty-eight projects were deferred or and many on-going R&amp;D projects were halted because of this. Researchers had to dip into their own pockets (and to think they have meager earnings for people with PhD) to continue their projects or else their specimens and subject would die. Support for DA Regional Offices and state colleges and universities like UP had to be stopped. Is this what she calls support for agricultural modernization when the bulk of it is R&amp;amp;D? As people here know, the budget went to the infrastructure projects like roads (on the pretense that they are farm to market infrastructure). Our budget was relocated elsewhere. The thing here is election time is looming and people get a lot of kickbacks from projects like these, especially &lt;i&gt;politicos&lt;/i&gt;. That’s how the story goes in this country. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s a sad, sad thing and the president is blinded. Her SONA was so vague that people are left in the dark and have a hard time figuring her out. Which left us to conclude that she is going to run in 2004. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As for the media coverage, the government channels are the stars here, since they have the exclusive right to cover the event. It’s sad that people who are required to do reaction papers on events like this watch government-run channels only at times like this. Perhaps the formatting and organization should be shaken up. Anyway, what would you expect from a government-run entities like these? Not much, I guess. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Politicos take advantage of the media mileage they would get from the SONA. It is irritating to see them preening in front of the camera like what models do in fashion shows. And it didn’t help that I got an insider scoop about Sen. Loren Legarda having her &lt;i&gt;alalay&lt;/i&gt; bring her things all the way up to the front rows and assist her head to foot like some queen reigning over her subjects in the session hall. She even made her &lt;i&gt;alalay&lt;/i&gt; sit with her there in front to serve her 24-7, and the seats there are reserved only for people with key positions. Not even the cabinet members and the Supreme Court justices dared to sit there. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;Another thing, a news report about the things the politicos were wearing was a headline. Was that worthy of a headline? The things the media people prioritize…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s a sorry state we are in right now. I hope things would be better in the years to come and I hope members of the press and the broadcast media are going to be more responsible if they want this country to change. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-717309547004715302?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/717309547004715302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=717309547004715302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/717309547004715302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/717309547004715302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2003/07/posted-monday-28-july-2003-my-mother.html' title='MUTINY AND SONA DON&apos;T MIX, DO THEY?'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494928193718988290.post-6147816630583810097</id><published>2003-06-04T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T21:07:32.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOST AMONG THE ISKO AND ISKA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  class="blog-panel" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  &lt;div class="blog-panel-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;posted Wednesday, 4 June 2003&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;div class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my office, I proceeded to ride the jeep that would take me to the Faculty Center (FC). Then from FC, my officemate said I can ride a jeep that would take me to the Reg Office. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Since I'm born stupid, I waited for the said ride. Beginning to get impatient. Then finally I flagged down a taxi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me:&lt;i&gt;"Mama, sa Registrar po tayo."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;taxi driver: &lt;i&gt;"San po?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OK, another one lost. Wait, I remember going here, turning here...&lt;i&gt;"Mama, liko po tayo dito..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A while later I found ourselves in Katipunan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aaaaaaaaaagggggghhhhh!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After trying to get back inside the UP campus again, I came back to where I was, which as FC, then asked the driver to drop me off where I was supposed to be going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gawd! Who ever planned that the Reg Office should be in the middle of nowhere should be castrated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, I assumed he's a male. Figure that one out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494928193718988290-6147816630583810097?l=nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/feeds/6147816630583810097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494928193718988290&amp;postID=6147816630583810097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/6147816630583810097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494928193718988290/posts/default/6147816630583810097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedwomaninthecitycircle.blogspot.com/2007/04/lost-among-isko-and-iska.html' title='LOST AMONG THE ISKO AND ISKA'/><author><name>luthien</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
