<?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-9271471</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:37:50.997+10:30</updated><title type='text'>I am who I am...</title><subtitle type='html'>"I have a very strong will. At first glance I place myself on a pedestal and difficult to get along. But once others talk to me, they know I'm easy going. And when the relationship develops, they will realize I am affable. I have an androgynous charm, which makes me popular with all genders. I might look cool on the surface, but beneath it all, I am really passionate. Only people who know my true self can maintain a long lasting relationship with me."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-113456070793569527</id><published>2005-12-14T22:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T10:00:18.560+11:00</updated><title type='text'>the interview</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Here I am again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my interview for my US citizenship. I did review those 100 questions for American History. I printed a few notes and read them over and over again. I almost come to memorize all the questionaire. Well they said you're only allowed to answer 6 correct answers out of 10 questions. My appointment was 11:30 am. I was nervous yes. I dressed up professionally and answered what are only asked. Consistency should be present which i {whew!} actully did. The officer questioned my long stay of more than a year but less than two years. Im very much thankful that he considered and approved my application. I have answered the questionaires quite well. Hopefully I will be scheduled to swear this Dec 22nd. I hope and pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the blue, I went to straighten back my hair. Thank God, my hair is straight again. Goodbye hair styling products!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Dec 7 was Mom's Birthday. I treated her to Sandcastle Show on Ice. Pictures can be viewed here.  At the same time, we also tried to take pictures with the Christmas Lights Galore in Tumon.  I have this funny picture where I looked kawawa.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img469.imageshack.us/img469/5713/kawawa7cf.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"in jail"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work at the theater is fine. Now, I get to work in box and concession at the same time.  Christmas Party will be on the 21st of December. Im looking forward to games and exchange gifts. Hmm sino kaya nakabunot sa akin?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec 21st naman, our Christmas Party with ITE at Marriott. I got a dress already! I'd love to wear it simply but elegantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im thankful Sherwin got his bopit before he gets home to Pinas! Be safe buddy. Hell---looo  Batchmates of CKC are planning to get together again this December. What the Heck?! I wanna be there but of course I cant. I will visit my uncle in Texas together with my family. Wow first time in US Mainland. Wish me luck and hope to find a job too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9271471-113456070793569527?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/113456070793569527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/113456070793569527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2005/12/interview.html' title='the interview'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-113073404924484685</id><published>2005-10-31T15:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T16:08:40.150+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's see...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had my share with the xango juice. It tastes fine. A little but sour and bitter but not really. Almost done with my bottle. The best way to cure UTI is to drink lots of fluids and also cranberry juice, which I do also religiously. But still I recommend the xango to everyone. Also, my belly is getting uhrm... bulgy... I need to trim down my diet hehe. shhhh. Grabe I like salty foods pa naman... adobo.. hmm panalo!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started Friday at the Movie house - &lt;a href="http://wallacetheaters.com/"&gt;Wallace Theatres&lt;/a&gt;. I was stationed at the concession and I did pretty well. Second day, I was set on the spot on my own cash register also my third day. Funny part is my co-workers are a little childish on some ways and they dont have 'high'regards on customer service. Any way, that's why I'm there to change things .. {uuuy} and of course work to the best of my ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my family. Not time with family. I just go home to bathe, sleep and vavavoom! Fly back to work again. Whew!! That's how life here in Guam. If you stop workin' ur dead. But its not as busy as hell. Guam has a simple way of living. You get to eat, buy anything. Everybody is equal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Oct 22, 05, I came to meet one of Jose's friends. It's nice to see or to be introduced with people whom he trust and not because of fame. Its just so unfortunate because we didn't have much time to go out. Vhong's schedule was hectic as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img446.imageshack.us/img446/6729/vhongkaren7aj.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;taken at Denny's Micro Mall, Oct 23rd 2am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9271471-113073404924484685?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/113073404924484685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/113073404924484685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2005/10/lets-see.html' title='Let&apos;s see...'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-113039194071459950</id><published>2005-10-27T16:02:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-10-27T16:20:55.576+10:30</updated><title type='text'>xango juice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I've been experiencing UTI problems lately and been to the doctor twice. A friend of mine, Keith recommended me a mangosteen juice, a healthy drink for all ages. Wondering if it helps cure UTI and he found out some testimonials regarding its effectiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got my first bottle today and Im hoping that I'll like it. &lt;a href="http://www.xango.net/"&gt;Xango&lt;/a&gt; mangosteen juice... why the name xango? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;XAN&lt;/b&gt; from xanthones and &lt;b&gt;GO&lt;/b&gt; from mangosteen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a brief detail on xango mangosteen drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="orangeBold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How Can XanGo™ Change &lt;i&gt;My&lt;/i&gt; Life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Mangosteen and its xanthone-rich pericarp have been used in traditional medicine for thousands of years. Rarely has a fruit so unknown to the western world been so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;examined, researched, and scrutinized by science&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;XanGo was the first to capture the power of this delicious- tasting fruit in their patented formulation. Now you can &lt;b&gt;benefit from the whole fruit&lt;/b&gt; of the Mangosteen with this carefully created product. And you'll love using the product because it actually tastes great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="orangeBold"&gt;What Are Xanthones?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Research shows xanthones possess &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;potent antioxidant properties&lt;/span&gt; that help maintain &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;intestinal health&lt;/span&gt;, strengthen the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;immune system&lt;/span&gt;, neutralize &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;free radicals&lt;/span&gt;, help support &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cartilage and joint&lt;/span&gt; function, and promote a healthy seasonal &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;respiratory system&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;To read more about xango, &lt;a href="http://www.mangosteen-juice.tv/"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9271471-113039194071459950?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/113039194071459950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/113039194071459950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2005/10/xango-juice.html' title='xango juice'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-113029246545639481</id><published>2005-10-26T12:02:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-10-26T12:53:13.623+10:30</updated><title type='text'>pinoy tayo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's a TV sitcom, &lt;a href="http://www.pinoybigbrother.com/"&gt;Pinoy Big Brother&lt;/a&gt; in ABS-CBN. I like the them song titled Pinoy Ako  sang by &lt;a href="http://www.mtvasia.com/News/200509/09012460.html"&gt;Orange and Lemons&lt;/a&gt;. The lyrics gave Filipinos self esteem, proud to be a Filipino and what a Filipino can do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I find disappointment in the show, since I was hoping that the show will find Filipino contestants that truly deserve to have a better life. I find the contestants affluent and I know there are more deserving Filipino citizens to have a better life. Media Industry really finds market with this type of shows. Reality shows. Among the contestants I am casting my vote on Nene, so far she's the one I see who's true and find no hypcrisy with her personality, on /off camera. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was able to find a blogspot of Pinoy Big Brother. Read some stuff &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://pinoy-big-brother.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I linked the mp3 here (I'm still workin on it) and here's the lyrics...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Pinoy Ako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Orange and Lemons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lahat tayo mayroon pagkakaiba sa tingin pa lang ay makikita na&lt;br /&gt;Iba’t ibang kagustuhan ngunit iisang patutunguhan&lt;br /&gt;Gabay at pagmamahal ang hanap mo&lt;br /&gt;Magbibigay ng halaga sa iyo&lt;br /&gt;Nais mong ipakilala kung sino ka man talaga&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy ikaw ay pinoy&lt;br /&gt;Ipakita sa mundo&lt;br /&gt;Kung ano ang kaya mo&lt;br /&gt;Ibang-iba ang pinoy&lt;br /&gt;Wag kang matatakot&lt;br /&gt;Ipagmalaki mo pinoy ako&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy tayo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;‘Pakita mo ang tunay at kung sino ka&lt;br /&gt;Mayro’n mang masama at maganda&lt;br /&gt;Wala naman perpekto&lt;br /&gt;Basta magpakatotoo oohh… oohh…&lt;br /&gt;Gabay at pagmamahal ang hanap mo&lt;br /&gt;Magbibigay ng halaga sa iyo&lt;br /&gt;Nais mong ipakilala kung sino ka man talaga&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[chorus]&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Talagang ganyan ang buhay&lt;br /&gt;Dapat ka nang masanay&lt;br /&gt;Wala rin mangyayari&lt;br /&gt;Kung laging nakikibagay&lt;br /&gt;Ipakilala ang iyong sarili&lt;br /&gt;Ano man sa iyo ay mangyayari&lt;br /&gt;Ang lagi mong iisipin&lt;br /&gt;Kayang kayang gawin&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;[chorus]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9271471-113029246545639481?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/113029246545639481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/113029246545639481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2005/10/pinoy-tayo.html' title='pinoy tayo...'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-112960700707256182</id><published>2005-10-18T14:07:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-10-26T12:40:52.636+10:30</updated><title type='text'>bits of facts of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="203502601-18102005"&gt;Sherwin tagged me. Kulelat ba naman ako sa list. Nanahimik pero at least naaalala pa rin ako. yun nga lang wala pa ring ung pillow case ko. Anyway here are some bit of facts about myself. Read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i love guys na  mapuputi. pero hindi american white. basta maputi. neat kasi tignan.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="203502601-18102005"&gt;2. ayoko ng maskuladong lalake. ung tama lang. i dont find muscled guys sexy. its on the way they dress, its the way they carry themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="203502601-18102005"&gt;3. i hate being  late. i dont like waiting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="203502601-18102005"&gt;4. im a good  listener. friends come to me for advise and they cry on my shoulders. i think  thats one of my gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="203502601-18102005"&gt;5. i will never  say sorry or humble myself if I know Im right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="203502601-18102005"&gt;6. i hate plastic  people.period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="203502601-18102005"&gt;7. ayoko ng may  utang. pero pag ako inuutangan ok lang. pero ngayon  bankrupt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="203502601-18102005"&gt;8. i love dancing.  one of my frustrations is being a ballet dancer. i know how to dance hawaiian,  polynesian, tahitian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="203502601-18102005"&gt;9. i want to have  a piano. clasinova.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="203502601-18102005"&gt;10. somehow, i  want to be on the limelight, some time. la lang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="203502601-18102005"&gt;11. i dont have  luck in betting games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="203502601-18102005"&gt;12. im a service  oriented person. thanks to CKC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="203502601-18102005"&gt;13. i love  sandals. mostly flat ones im comfortable with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="203502601-18102005"&gt;14. i love wearing  simple and elegant dresses. sexy and savvy. but not  revealing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="203502601-18102005"&gt;15. i dont want  anynbody in the kitchen when im incharge. get off everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="203502601-18102005"&gt;16. i love beach  walking, watching the sunset and sunrise .. naks. romantic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="203502601-18102005"&gt;17. i want to  travel wherever i want. i hope i can and i will someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="203502601-18102005"&gt;18. i want to get  married and have kids and have a home on my own hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="203502601-18102005"&gt;19. i wish i have  a million bucks in my pocket right now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="203502601-18102005"&gt;20. i love eating.  theres party up front so now im going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="203502601-18102005"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="203502601-18102005"&gt;wait... &lt;/span&gt;im  still waiting for my pillowcase from sherwin louie. since AUGUST!  duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done this in 5 min kasi nagmamadali ako. and kahit 10 minutes e. wala naman akong friends who blog updately. si sherwin lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9271471-112960700707256182?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/112960700707256182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/112960700707256182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2005/10/bits-of-facts-of-me.html' title='bits of facts of me'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-112873324781476282</id><published>2005-10-08T11:29:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-10-18T14:14:50.280+10:30</updated><title type='text'>the transfiguration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know how long will I stay to be like this. Until my hair straightens up by itself? After six months? Nope, not after one year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img215.imageshack.us/img215/9707/ching6rw.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;before... [ straight ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img313.imageshack.us/img313/1544/pic069mk.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;after.... [ permed ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;So? What ya' think? :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&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/9271471-112873324781476282?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/112873324781476282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/112873324781476282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2005/10/transfiguration.html' title='the transfiguration'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-112857155607382423</id><published>2005-10-06T14:18:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-10-06T14:35:56.086+10:30</updated><title type='text'>no post for sometime...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;I haven't updated my blog for sometime. Quite busy with work. I promise to catch up in the next few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Well what's new with me recently? Nothing, but I just permed my hair! Taadaaa!!! Im afraid of people's reaction on the 'transfiguration' I did to myself. {hehe} I wanted to try this for a long time and it never materialized! ... {haaay!}.. Finally I did it and Im getting the hang out of it.  I need to capture myself since my friends oh so so far away are curious of how I look. {bwehehehe}. [soon guys ok]. Im busy lately and I will still be busy for the next couple of weeks, ... so just wait.  I will post a before and after stuff on face [value! - meron ba?] :P I never thought having a permed hair is such a 'highly' maintenance thingy. I have my styling milk and my anti-frizz serums which are helpful to me for not letting my hair so ga-ga in short buhaghag. Of course I wouldnt let that happen to my hair.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;What happened to the series? Not even a single episode was I able to watch on Reunion and Prison Break. It was such a busy month recently and I almost have no time to wash my clothes and do my personal stuff. I watched nothing but 'Hurricane Katrina, and other CNN reports'.  I have nothing on my list to watch for the next few days. Instead of watching TV series, I preoccupied myself in renting DVDs and watch them in my room. I've watched a few like Hostage, My Wife as an Actress, The Legend of Suriyothai (Thai movie), Sahara (I recommend to watch), In Good Company, America's Sweethearts, Intolerable Cruelty, Runaway Jury ( this is so nice... I highly recommend this) and more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Yesterday I went to Ross and looked around. {I will not buy anythng, I will not buy anything, just look around} hehehe ... Sorry I found some interesting stuff like Feng Shui Game (this I need to learn how to play it - pretty complicated), early Christmas cards and a Reader's Digest Asthma/Allergy Relief Medical Book. I plan to read them before I get to bed. Pretty informative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;So, enough stealing sometime to post. I will update my blog promise.... I need to share a lot of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9271471-112857155607382423?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/112857155607382423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/112857155607382423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2005/10/no-post-for-sometime.html' title='no post for sometime...'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-112311805971495621</id><published>2005-08-04T11:28:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-08-15T21:12:33.326+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Series</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmmm... now im into TV series.  Now I have another TV Series to watch with &lt;a href="http://www.fox.com/dance/media/"&gt;Fox ~ So You Think You Can Dance&lt;/a&gt;. Lucky me I am able to watch the auditions and hell yah, I will trail the show until the ultimate 25 dancers are chosen as they compete in Hollywood. I love to watch their swift moves, unique choreography. It makes me woooow. Im amazed with those who're are wearing ballet shoes. Kakainggit grabe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana ako din. Frustrated dancer din kasi ako. I regret that I stopped dancing but still I still have the heart and the feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another series to anticipate, &lt;a href="http://www.fox.com/reunion/"&gt;Reunion&lt;/a&gt;.  Synopsis below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Part character drama and part mystery, REUNION marks a groundbreaking concept in series television as it chronicles the lives of a group of six friends over the course of 20 years – all in just one season. From the hopes and dreams of 18-year-olds to the realities that irrevocably mark those lives two decades later, REUNION ’s stories are of love and loss, marriage and death, triumph and scandal. WILL (Will Estes, “U-571,” “American Dreams”) longs to leave his small town behind. Aided by an athletic scholarship, he will be the first in his family to go to college. CRAIG (Sean Faris, “Life As We Know It”), handsome and privileged, looks forward to the Ivy League with his girlfriend, SAMANTHA (Alexa Davalos, “The Chronicles of Riddick”), whose ambition is surpassed only by her looks and intelligence. The beautiful and sensual JENNA (Amanda Righetti, THE O.C.) dreams of becoming an actress; behind his cynicism, AARON (Dave Annable, “Little Black Book”) dreams that his relationship with Jenna will go beyond friendship. CARLA (Chyler Leigh, “Not Another Teen Movie”), innocent and quirky, must choose between loyalty to her father and staying near her best friends. REUNION opens in 2005 at the funeral of one of the friends, whose death is being investigated by DETECTIVE MARJORINO (Mathew St. Patrick, “Six Feet Under”). Before the identity of the deceased is revealed, we’re transported back to 1986, as the group is celebrating their high school graduation. The pilot episode follows all six through the summer of 1986, and we witness the formative events that alter their dreams and desires forever. Episode two finds the group a full year later, in 1987; episode three tells the story of a seminal event in 1988, and so on – culminating in the season finale at the friends’ 20th high school reunion. REUNION also will build toward answering two important questions raised in episode one: Which of the friends is dead? And how did that death occur?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9271471-112311805971495621?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/112311805971495621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/112311805971495621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2005/08/series.html' title='Series'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-112304978504615919</id><published>2005-08-03T16:28:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:52:41.136+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Things I've Been Into</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;  Well... I'm not into updating my blog lately. But here's a glimpse of what keeps me busy for the past days.&lt;br /&gt;  Movies. Yup, Ive been into renting DVDs.      &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;French Movies.&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://movies.yahoo.com/shop?d=hv&amp;cf=info&amp;amp;id=1808580388"&gt;A Very Long Engagement&lt;/a&gt;   ~ a story of unconditional and genuine love tested by time. Must see movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0211915/"&gt;Amelie&lt;/a&gt; ~ funny, witty, tickly movie.         &lt;br /&gt;Both I recommend to watch especially for those who love to watch plays or theatre presentations. Both starred by Audrey Tautou. One thing I noticed, she doesnt speak much in the movies. Most are actions but very well delivered.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Korean Movies.&lt;/span&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediacircus.net/mysassygirl.html"&gt;My Sassy Girl&lt;/a&gt; ~ recommended by my friend Edcel. Pretty cool funny movie. Romantic comedy, in the end all ends well.           &lt;br /&gt;Samaritan Girl ~ all about friendship and fatherhood. Responsibilities. Not so good one.    &lt;br /&gt;Bad Guy ~ The twist of this movie, I cant fully discern. Its ok, so so so. Discretion for nudity advised.              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Filipino Movies.   &lt;/span&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abs-cbn.com/nasaankaman/features.aspx"&gt;Nasan Ka Man&lt;/a&gt; ~ trailers are shown on TFC. It was really good movie. Its a different type of genre for Philippine cinema since its not the usual ending for a typical Filipino Movie. It's starred by Claudine Barreto, Jericho Rosales and Diether Ocampo. Set in Baguio. Ooooh Baguio, my favorite place.I really recommend this to friends. For short hindi shiya korny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.showbizpinoy.com/news/nov_wk3/dennis_trillo.asp"&gt;Aishite Masu&lt;/a&gt; (Mahal Kita) ~ If there's an actor that needs to be praised, Dennis Trillo. I couldn't agree more, he really deserves to be Best Supporting Actor. There are controversies with the Kissing Scenes of Jay Manalo and Dennis Trillo. Blah blah MTRCB.&lt;br /&gt;Spirit of the Glass ~ uh uh. I liked Feng Shui better.          &lt;br /&gt;*I need to watch D'  Anoders by Vhong Navarro. Funny one on trailers. I shall wait for the DVD!              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;American/English Movies.    &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonypictures.com/movies/littleblackbook/"&gt;Little Black Book&lt;/a&gt; ~ very good moral of the story. Its all about trust, friendship and work.           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0324554/"&gt;Wicker Park&lt;/a&gt; ~ cool movie. Low cost budget type of movie but has a very good plot. I recommend this to everyone.              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Television.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fox.com/hellskitchen/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hell’s Kitchen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes! Yes! It’s the Season Finale this August 1st. But we’re delayed for a week so I will definitely watch the 2 hour Season Finale telecast on Fox! My bet won! Michael! I knew he will win! Never missed a show on this. It’s a competition on aspiring chefs. Yes! My bet won!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that’s what keeps me busy for the past days. Yah yah, over the weekend, the usual … doing laundry, house cleaning, cooking etc etc. Bait ko no?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our CKC yahoo group has been idle lately. I wonder what keeps them busy. Well I’m busy with work too. On the contrary my officemates notice that I’m gaining weight. {haha} I don’t know if its good or bad on my end. Good because I’m able to have more flesh on my body. Bad because my clothes will not fit me anymore. {I’m afraid}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! My friend &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Janice&lt;/span&gt; is due on her first baby this August. I hope she’ll have a safe delivery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jhana&lt;/span&gt; is in Malaysia. Well I miss chatting with her. I send her messages from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emy&lt;/span&gt; will be in Hawaii this month. Mudra! Asan ang mga pasalubong ko! Ang Palmolive conditioner, Body Shop atpb. Eto pa ha. Emy asked me to be her Brides Maid on December 2006. I told Emy to start earning for my fare. Hello! My Dress too hehe. Gawin ba akong tsimi-a-a!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edcel&lt;/span&gt;, thanks for FHM hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherwin&lt;/span&gt; will be back home in the Philippines again this August. Nai good for you buddy! Good for you.         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe tagal ko na talaga hindi post.. hehe. I’ll catch up…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;Ah before I forget, Mt Anatahan burst again. Yes, again. Again?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9271471-112304978504615919?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/112304978504615919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/112304978504615919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2005/08/things-ive-been-into.html' title='Things I&apos;ve Been Into'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-111991539510403399</id><published>2005-06-28T09:33:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-08-15T21:12:12.060+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Am I "Anna"?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thoughts:&lt;/span&gt; contemplating, realizations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;place:&lt;/span&gt; squat position, infront of house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;weather:&lt;/span&gt; slightly windy, no stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;action:&lt;/span&gt; handwriting random thoughts since I sold my laptop {earning and thinking of buying a new one}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Marriage&lt;/span&gt; is not a word. Its a sentence. {Its a life sentence.  ^_^ }. There are things to be considered before settling down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Start things right.&lt;/span&gt; Know each other not the necessary with society's traditional way but within the norms of knowing one's personality looking what's beyond the flesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Think for the long term plans, goals, dreams&lt;/span&gt;. Plan on how to attain happiness. When you want something, you need to work hard for it. You can't just have it on one easy step.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do not consider personal happiness at the spur of the moment&lt;/span&gt;. Decisions made at the peak of your feelings can be decieving. You may be happy for now. Knowing one another with more time and in several ways will be more helpful in making decisions. In the future you dont get to regret with what you have decided.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Settle down when feelings and mind are clear&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Patience is a virtue&lt;/span&gt;". Having clear thoughts and peaceful thinking helps a lot. You get to decide rationally considering whats best for your feelings and happiness as a person and to whom you would like to spend the rest of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pray&lt;/span&gt;. Draw strength from Him. He always listens. He gives strength. He loves. Everything has a reason why {shit} things happen. God will not give us a cross we can not carry. When you stumble get up. God lets us meet people along the way. Adversity and diversity of cultures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Lifetime decisions are hard to make. Never easy. Thank you for those who are standing with me. Never rush. Give yourself time to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Now, am I "Anna"? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anna&lt;/span&gt; learned. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anna&lt;/span&gt; thought. Rationally, and maturely.  Will I be "Anna"? {who's "Anna"}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9271471-111991539510403399?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/111991539510403399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/111991539510403399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2005/06/am-i-anna.html' title='Am I &quot;Anna&quot;?'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-111958766355317976</id><published>2005-06-24T15:03:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-06-28T09:29:26.303+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Retake!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I may recall my desperation when my pictures &lt;a href="http://kcolivares-brat.blogspot.com/2005/03/beautiful-sunday.html"&gt;on the rocks&lt;/a&gt; were overexposed, now finally I have retake on the rocks!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img75.echo.cx/img75/9250/rocks5bq.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; 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I just love being on this place. Simple and serene. Takes my worries away...Three pics on the rocks were shot at Inarajan Beach while the look towards &lt;a href="http://www.mpwarner.com/in-depth/image-297.html"&gt;Cocos Island Resort&lt;/a&gt; was shot at the Merizo Pier. As always, Guam is blessed with beautiful beaches! I've never been to Cocos Island Resort but someday I will visit that place. It takes a boat ride of 20 minutes before reaching the island. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Nature's scene captures my breath. Without a plan, Vicky, Mike and I traversed the Island and stopped at Southern Mt Overlook. Never fail to capture photos and thank goodness to my camera phone ~ who' so helpful during our picture taking sessions.{hihi}. Uploaded the pics on &lt;a href="http://photos.yahoo.com/kc_ojade"&gt;yahoo photos&lt;/a&gt;. Here are my favorites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img198.echo.cx/img198/8158/image128dp.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{... 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passed me this &lt;a href="http://sherwin_8.blogspot.com/2005/05/musical-baton.html"&gt;baton&lt;/a&gt;, I'm bored right now, tired of reading. Actually my eyeballs are almost going to the center.. hehe so Im updating my blog and working on this musical baton...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;total volume of music files on my computer:&lt;/span&gt; hmmm... sanity check. I have only 185MB of music files. most on mp3 format. I only have music files on my office computer since I sold my PC! and even though I have one, nah not on my personal pc hehe. I listen to music most of the time when I'm driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the last CD I bought:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Walt Disney's Best Songs&lt;/span&gt;, 2 Cd worth 450 php lang. Ive always wanted to buy one because I only want to hear the best songs or rather say the theme songs of each WD movies and not listen to the whole albu, Finally I got one. Bought it at Glorietta with Hanziel, Jhana, G, and Mike. ohh yeah, I would like to mention, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bare by Annie Lenox&lt;/span&gt; too.. Unique music, one of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Song playing right now:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Even If&lt;/span&gt; by Ella May Saison. Yeah yeah melo-dramatic. feel ko e! bakit ba? tagos hanggang sa heart hehe. That's what I play a lot when I drive. Repeat mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;five songs I listen to a lot, or that mean a lot to me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will be Here&lt;/span&gt;, feel kong pang wedding song hehe. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Gift&lt;/span&gt;, Lea Salonga version. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love never Fails&lt;/span&gt; by Jim Brickman, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aint No Mountain High Enough&lt;/span&gt;, Dianna Ross and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wherever you are&lt;/span&gt; by South Border.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;five people to whom I'm passing the baton:&lt;/span&gt; hmmm.. &lt;a href="http://www.myoysterworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;Edcel&lt;/a&gt;, Jhana, &lt;a href="http://www.bevsbartolome.blogspot.com/"&gt;Beverlyn&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/katiyen/"&gt;Katiyen&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.link2nikki.zoomshare.com/"&gt;Nikki&lt;/a&gt;'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your turn guys!!! Pass on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&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/9271471-111887967387296276?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/111887967387296276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/111887967387296276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2005/06/musical-baton.html' title='Musical Baton'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-111887766932446356</id><published>2005-06-16T09:48:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-06-17T17:36:43.633+10:30</updated><title type='text'>June...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Haven't blog for sometime. It was hell-a-busy out in the field. Summer's heat makes me feel tired and sure- real dizzy at the end of the day. Need to do catch-up with my blog and little by little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Start of this June.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;June 11. Another friend of mine is leaving the island. Hay they love leaving me alone!!! We'll at least Emy will be back in a year. She's heading to the Philippines on my birthday!!! Duh! Then bound to Hawaii!! Aloha!!! Of course I didn't ran out of bilins. hehe. Thats the joy of going home to the Philippines. {Btw she mentioned to me last night that she bought my anik anik earings na!! yahoooo! - Ship it bay-be!!! } Despedida is only to very close friends. Of course I'll miss her. I handed her my laptop which was my buddy for 7 years. Obsolete na kaya time to let go. Anyway, I am sure ASUS is in good hands right?! Right. Oh yeah, I saw one of my friend also Engracia whom I really wanted to talk for sometime but we never had the chance. We catched up with a little talk and then we left. Emy was almost crying but I didn't? Why? Maybe I'm used of being left on the island. Friends come and go. {deeep breath...} To wind up the night, was a good talk at the Ilao's Residence {another Guam look out but for private people only :p} with Jose. Serious, melo-dramatic talk ~ yeah thats me and Punky-funny stories ~ thats him. Of course some reminiscing strories and question &amp;amp; answer portion {although some questions are left unanswered .. for the mean time}. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Yup, June 12. Philippine Independence day is my birthday. Im grateful for those greetings from people who remembered this special day. It could have been more complete if Dad joined us for sumptuous lunch. Going to church to thank God is a tradition. Then lunch at Le Premiere', Onward Beach Resort. Very nice view of the island from the restaurant. Looking down at the view, the pool's sooo inviting. Naah, pass on that. Bath and Body Works is my bestfriend now, add the body scrubs. {hihi}. Right after lunch, Mr and Mrs Smith was a good movie to watch. No regrets of watching this movie. Recommended. Thank you to Jose for my watch and all that has been said above was all his plan. My heartfelt thank you. {btw, it could have been better with a rose hehe ~ wink}. I had no plans to go out or prepare something on this day but sleep and watch DVDs at home, He changed it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for &lt;a href="http://sherwin_8.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sherwin&lt;/a&gt; for banging my head to update my blog. I was side awake and open when he mentioned that he's sending me Thai pillow case(s!) Yippeee!! Can't wait. Ive been into his blog recently, {which i missed to read for sometime - hell i was busy!!!} now I'm catching up. Thanks buddy, yeah.. that can be a &lt;a href="http://sherwin_8.blogspot.com/2005/06/june-celebrants-independence-day.html"&gt;testimony on friendster&lt;/a&gt; hehe. We havent talked for sometime hehe. Updates updates!!! Yes, the music baton, I will dwell on that one of this days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;and yeah.. stupidity of the day... i spilled gucci envy me! darn... replacements?! Anyone?... hellllooooo!!!! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;ps. more to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9271471-111887766932446356?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/111887766932446356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/111887766932446356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2005/06/june.html' title='June...'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-111639070628886091</id><published>2005-05-18T14:58:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-05-18T15:06:37.220+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Da Vinci Code Poster Teaser</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Lookie here!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonypictures.com/movies/thedavincicode/index.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img281.echo.cx/img281/1924/davinci9kj.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Finally! The much awaited movie Da Vinci Code has its poster!!! Showing on May 19, 2006 - Mark that day!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Another film directed by Ron Howard which will be casted by Tom Hanks and Audrey Tautou. Hanks is not my preference, its Russell Crowe... I just love reading this book. Turning the page is unstoppable! But wait, I agree with some that Angels and Demons, the prequel of Da Vinci Code has a better plot than Da Vinci. The latter was more popular than the Angels and Demons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I just can't wait to watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonypictures.com/movies/thedavincicode/"&gt;Visit the official website here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9271471-111639070628886091?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/111639070628886091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/111639070628886091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2005/05/da-vinci-code-poster-teaser.html' title='Da Vinci Code Poster Teaser'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-111559695569519801</id><published>2005-05-07T10:16:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-05-09T10:32:35.730+10:30</updated><title type='text'>326</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Im runner no. 326&lt;br /&gt;First time to join 5K Run...&lt;br /&gt;Too early to be awake, 5am. zzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;I came to wear my new blue hat :)&lt;br /&gt;Didn't run, just walk at my own pace.&lt;br /&gt;Finished with 55 min.&lt;br /&gt;Sweat! My legs hurt but fun!&lt;br /&gt;We won headphone and 2 cds ~ not bad.&lt;br /&gt;Rain poured hard. Lucky we're done.&lt;br /&gt;Went home and back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Will do 5K again... Sarap ng feeling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9271471-111559695569519801?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/111559695569519801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/111559695569519801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2005/05/326.html' title='326'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-111559703984400796</id><published>2005-04-28T10:33:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-05-09T10:34:41.726+10:30</updated><title type='text'>April. April. April.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Under Construction....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9271471-111559703984400796?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/111559703984400796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/111559703984400796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2005/04/april-april-april.html' title='April. April. April.'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-111286011512789999</id><published>2005-03-27T18:06:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2005-04-12T15:06:05.713+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Sunday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Beautiful Sunday morning. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Start the day at Shirley's Coffee Shop. Tummy needs to be fed. For the rest of the day, I'll be the designated driver. For years in Guam, I have familiarized myself with the road from north to south. It takes only at least two hours and you have traversed the island. I find this island beautiful. Once you're overlooking the ocean, you'll feel serenity and relaxed. The ocean will take your anxiety, your blissful moments, your worries. The clean water is so inviting but unfortunately I am not with the element of water. Guam is known for its beautiful beaches. Sunrise or Sunset. We’ve been to this historical places as they call it. To name a few are.. War in the Pacific, Fort Santa Agueda, Nuestra Senora de Soledad, Inarajan Pool/Village and Jeff’s Pirate cove. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We took some photos on the rocks and yes it is over exposed{!!!} and I really felt bad because I loooove the scene and my shots! It is so natural. Oh well, there’s always a second time and definitely I’ll make things better. But the hell, I’ll still post it anyway!! {stubborn me hehe}&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img99.exs.cx/img99/9453/rock11ys.jpg" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img99.exs.cx/img99/5165/rock27wn.jpg" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img165.exs.cx/img165/4516/rock36pm.jpg" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now we hunger after hours of travel. We ate at Fuji Ichiban – Japanese Resto. Lucky day I saw Stella Xu! My coworker at Pacific Islands Club three years ago. She is very smart and beautiful and she’s blessed with a wonderful son, Andrew! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img139.exs.cx/img139/9859/stella16wl.jpg" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img198.exs.cx/img198/8301/stella24hg.jpg" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;For the final destination, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twoloverspoint.com/legend.htm"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Two Lovers Point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;. Puntan Dos Amantes. Very beautiful spot, elevated over looking Pacific Ocean! I always come back to this place. Not to jump on the cliff {duh!} but to view the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twoloverspoint.com/photos.htm"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;beauty of nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&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/9271471-111286011512789999?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/111286011512789999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/111286011512789999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2005/03/beautiful-sunday.html' title='Beautiful Sunday...'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-111205966658051607</id><published>2005-03-23T17:52:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T18:26:51.320+10:30</updated><title type='text'>Papa Nani Ko</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am always saddened with farewells. But everybody needs to move forward. My Papa Nani left me with fruitful moments. He is my ‘father’ whom I was able to share treasureable moments and of course we had also ‘chika-chika’ on the side.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He pampers me with cookies and that I will truly miss. I’ll miss our lunch, sharing ‘baon’ and of course the care and advises he has given me. (Good luck my dear Papa Nani. Look naman the picture, parang endorser si Ate Jules, who should be credited for her effort sa luncheon. ) Btw, ung cheesecake na hawak ko, panalo yan. Wala nga ako na-to-go eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img105.exs.cx/img105/8756/papananiko4mo.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{gotta wind up. I’m getting teary eyed. – babaw luha ko, parang balon sa babaw :p}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Reminder: Smoking is dangerous to your health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9271471-111205966658051607?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/111205966658051607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/111205966658051607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2005/03/papa-nani-ko.html' title='Papa Nani Ko'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-111104457960090292</id><published>2005-03-17T18:09:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T18:39:41.383+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Seek Ye First...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seek Ye first the Kingdom of God&lt;br /&gt;And His righteousness&lt;br /&gt;And all the rest shall be added unto You&lt;br /&gt;Hallelu, Hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited one of our customer because we need to change a setting on her PC. I was able to make her connection to work using a standalone and on a router. Amazingly, she uses a &lt;a href="http://www.visuaide.com/braille_note.html"&gt;Braille Note&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.visuaide.com/braille_note.html"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; Its a device for special people to use the Internet. It amazes me with great spirit watching her to use her Braille. Very smart indeed. It brings me wonders of the way she uses the Braille. I admired her. I had some few questions while she was using it she was very smart, dignified and confident with her responses. I am blessed to meet her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed she had a piano. It was such a long time since I have played the piano. My regrets are still there of why I stopped playing the piano, the organ and why I stopped ballet - my greatest frustation. Now, when I see movies of Save the Last Dance, The Company, American Ballet and the like, I am regretfull. Why did I stop? I still have the heart and the feet. Once I tried to go to a ballet class here and I was ashamed of how 'stiff' my body was after all these years, but the ballet instructor was amazed that I am still strong, and how pointed my toes can become. I still remember the basics... If I could only turn back time. Now, going back to the piano. I had a very strong gut to ask her if I can play the piano. Thankfully she allowed me too. Clasinova. Very beautiful. I tried to recall a piece which was Fur Elise and yes, I still could play the notes but I can not finish the piece. I played another, a gospel song which I never forget. Simple chords {D-Fm-G-Am}, I played every noted to the piano and sang. Seek Ye First. This captured my heart and I am thankful to her for letting me play. I was able to play and sing and pray at the same time. Seek Ye First.&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/9271471-111104457960090292?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/111104457960090292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/111104457960090292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2005/03/seek-ye-first.html' title='Seek Ye First...'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-111086759474919247</id><published>2005-03-15T17:03:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T17:23:36.223+11:00</updated><title type='text'>She's leaving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Goodbye's are not meant to be forever. Meanne is leaving tomorrow at 7am. Finally her calling for US Navy came. She'll be on training and start her military life. I really feel sad. Lucky we were able to have lunch a while ago at Esmeralda. I will miss Meanne. Emy introduced us and we clicked. Meanne is fun to be with. I really felt teary eyed. Just the thought of her leaving and by May Emy is leaving for Hawaii on May as well! Nice pretty nice friends huh! I don't want her to go and leave but she's happy with it. In fact she's eager to leave Guam! Meanne! Meanne!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I 'll miss the days when we go to Tree Bar, check in at Hilton and have fun at the pool and jacuzzi. I'll miss those days. And yes, you and Emy will not be present on my birthday!! DUH!!! Will my birthday be that dull or sad?! Please don't but I guess that'll be the way it is. {deep sigh}. I told you Meanne we should have fun at Gameworks and played those games! So down, so sad so dull! That brings me to be stucked with Emy for a month. Duh! as if I have a choice. {kidding}...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanne, I wish you the best. I'm hoping we'll meet again. Hoping you'll be back here in Guam {eventhough you don't want to be stationed here - i guess}. Truly, I'll miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey don't leave without leaving your TV. You promised me girl! hehe.&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/9271471-111086759474919247?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/111086759474919247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/111086759474919247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2005/03/shes-leaving.html' title='She&apos;s leaving'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-111015773976531771</id><published>2005-03-07T12:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T12:11:48.190+11:00</updated><title type='text'>inside me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;when will...&lt;br /&gt;   you ever understand&lt;br /&gt;   you realize&lt;br /&gt;   see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my feelings  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   maybe when... &lt;br /&gt;   when i'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;a href="http://kcolivares-brat.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;do i have to wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;    ... is it forever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows.&lt;br /&gt;   my true feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you'll see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9271471-111015773976531771?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/111015773976531771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/111015773976531771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2005/03/inside-me.html' title='inside me'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-110868805383482868</id><published>2005-02-18T11:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T12:03:45.023+11:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Not Just Into You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img199.exs.cx/img199/1197/hesnotthat2ir.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" width="101" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He's NOT just into you by Greg Behrendt and Liz Tuccillo.  &lt;a href="http://www.usatoday.com/life/books/excerpts/2004-09-08-hes-just_x.htm"&gt;Excerpt&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.oprah.com/tows/booksseen/200409/tows_book_20040922_behrendttruccillo.jhtml"&gt;Reviews&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time I saw this book shown by Kris Aquino in 'The Buzz'. "And so?!" was my initial reaction. What the hell do I care and how does that affect me? Jeezzz...Yep, that's the right girl for singles like you. I guess so... Now, one afternoon I was bored. Thinking what to read before I go to sleep. Ah! BestSeller can help me. Looking at the list of the &lt;a href="ttp://www.nytimes.com/pages/books/bestseller/"&gt;New York Times Top Selling Paperbacks and hard covers&lt;/a&gt;.. Da Vinci Code.. {I finished this Book already, and the rest of Dan Brown novels}, Not really into John Grisham and the rest. Never mind,... I'll just go over with Dad's novels. He has a good pick. Both of us finished Dan Brown novel in a race. Oh! He's not just into you. This is the book Kris was holding... hmm intriguing.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The phenomenal number one best-seller... The No-Excuses Truth to Understand Guys&lt;/span&gt;.. Thinking.. if I buy this book, is it worth it? Placed the book back to the shelf. Nah.. I'll pas on it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at the book store for an hour and wasn't able to pick something to read. Then ill pick he;s not just into you ... Put it back to the shelf. Does this book have a magnet? I grabbed one, paid at the counter. Let's see what this book entails... for those ladies that are still single. {yes. I am single but committed, so why should I be reading this book?!}. I'm intrigued with this book. Yah, I know guys, I understand guys but I know there's still things I need to know and understand so lets see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days after... I recommend this book for all girls. Single and Committed and Married. I never thought that I'll be giggling while reading. Its true! and yes, honestly it depicts how girls can be so dumb when it comes to love or pretending that this guy likes/loves us but in reality NOT! {argh!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Excuse is stated, a girls scenario then From the Desk of Greg {this is the funny part}, Greg replies with Dear [Name Calling], - it cracks me out with some names.. like Pillow Talk, Call Waiting, Not Listening, Slumber Party, Just Cuddling, Better than Nothing, Yo-yo Champion. After reading an excuse, I'll make some name callings as well. I find it real. And we girls needs to be Classy,{ walking away with your head held high, graciously and with dignity}, never be crazy and NOT being a Doormat!!! {Wake-up! HELL-OOO!!!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything stated in the book is true. I was wrong saying that It's only for single women. Yes for single women, women in a relationship {yes I'm a part of this}, and being the Other Woman {specially! duh!}. It made me think of my relationship as well. Is he into me? The influence of this book! I shouldn't have read it, my insecurities with my relationship was brought out. {But oh well, ... } Women are blinded with what we see or what we feel but in reality, on a guy's perspective, it's different and it just concludes that he's not just into you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I   hope there's a counter book, She's Not Into You for the guys to understad women as well. &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/9271471-110868805383482868?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110868805383482868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110868805383482868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2005/02/hes-not-just-into-you.html' title='He&apos;s Not Just Into You'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-110838275058370155</id><published>2005-02-14T22:52:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T12:21:38.840+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want to Grow Old with You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I am sorry I wasn’t able to send you a card. {But I call you everyday!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa pagdaan ng mga araw, bawat sandali ikaw ang laman ng puso’t isipan ko. {punchline!!! But its true!} Whenever I feel weak, you’re the source of my strength. When I dream, I dream of us together. I dream of imaginable things! Us, together. Having kids, having our own family. Living a simple life. Walking together hand in hand {uuy holding hands while walking!} till we grow old. Pero wish ko lang sana ganito pa rin kalakas ang appeal mo … uhrmm… {strike a pose… } o di ba gwapo nga honey ko hehe. Walang kokontra!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="there's something in the way you look at me..." src="http://img228.exs.cx/img228/6003/hanziel2ib.jpg" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Every morning I always look at my board full of pictures of me and you and your&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;a href="http://img185.exs.cx/my.php?loc=img185&amp;image=rewind4ab.jpg"&gt;achievements&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;May you be the simplest man ever… I’ll still love you for who you are...&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Never did I spent a date on Valentines day with my special someone, Hanziel. For the last four years, we always spend Valentines Day on the phone and with letters. One thing I love with Hanziel, he's very unpredictable. Im surprised with letter, gifts or thoughts at the very least expected moment. I always cherish them, bound them in an album and read them over and over again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;omeday we'll have our own time. We'll be together. Whenever that moment happens, I feel so peaceful. Words are not enough to express my profound love.... {grabe courtesy pa ito ng unang uwi ko. taken sa dati kong boarding house...pinakamatino naming picture}&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Karen and Hanziel, Baguio City" src="http://img228.exs.cx/img228/6851/together7nz.jpg" border="0" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="justify"&gt;I love you and I miss you….&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9271471-110838275058370155?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110838275058370155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110838275058370155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-want-to-grow-old-with-you.html' title='I Want to Grow Old with You'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-110783399510813582</id><published>2005-02-08T14:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T14:39:55.106+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you believe in dreams? I do. For me dreams have meanings. I'm raised on a society with very rich culture. Also the fact that my grannys also believed in such 'pamahiins'.  To state a fact, before my Mamang {my grandma} rest in peace, I dreamt loosing a tooth. But before hand, Mamang was already admitted to the ICU at this time. I ignored my dream. After a few days, I came to know that Mamang passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me share some of my dreams. I dreamt that I was alone sa sala namin... I was reviewing my notes kasi exam namin nung HS. I didn't came to realize that my brother &lt;strong&gt;Jade&lt;/strong&gt; {who passed away when I was 2 yrs old, he was 10} he's walking around me. Just looking at me. The weird part is before I went to sleep that night, I was reviewing my notes, the same location, same activity but instead of seeing my brother walking around me, I smelled a strong sense of candle around me. Honestly, I couldn't see ghosts or other beings but I know when someone is around me. I have a very strong sense or feeling but I can't see. I don’t know if I have a sixth sense, maybe yes pero its dormant or maybe nothing at all. Siguro kung meron, I would rather have it dormant because, I couldn’t stand seeing ghosts or any other super or out of this world natural being. I couldn’t even stand watching horror films. {now, how did we get to sixth sense… ah!..} sometimes din kasi when I go to sleep, I feel that my other half or you may call it soul is leaving my body. {have you ever experience that?!} Am I talking like a weirdo here?.. ok you can say that {only for now} Not all people experience that their soul is leaving their body but I’ve known some who experience the way that I do. You yourself know that your body is still with you. At the same time, you feel that your soul is leaving your body and tries to go somewhere else. You know it will go but you deny or you wouldn’t let it go anywhere… if you do, then be prepared that your body will be entered by another force or another soul {got what I mean}. Whenever that happens to me, before my soul could go further, I move any part of my body just to interrupt that moment because anytime that you let it leave it is possible your soul can never go back to you… I remember relaying this to somebody and she termed it as clairvoyance. &lt;em&gt;Clairvoyance is the psychic ability or power to see objects, and visions, or to gain information regardless of its distance. The visions may also be in the future, and some times in the past. Clairvoyance is an umbrella term which often refers to telepathy, spiritualism, psychic research, second sight, prophetic visions, and dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I raised a question today - {actually to interpret} a dream of a friend... and I am certain that there is an answer for this... &lt;strong&gt;When you dream that you are watching yourself, what does it mean?&lt;/strong&gt; As of now, I don't know what’s the answer... maybe you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9271471-110783399510813582?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110783399510813582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110783399510813582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2005/02/dreams.html' title='Dreams...'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-110749180380468928</id><published>2005-02-04T15:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T15:42:54.256+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Mt Anatahan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img230.exs.cx/img230/4623/mtanatahan3xb.jpg" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mt. Anatahan, is located 80 miles (128 km) north of Saipan. Anatahan Island is 6 miles long by 2 miles wide (about 10 km by 3 km) and is part of the Mariana island arc (a commonwealth of the U.S.). Volcanoes in the Marianas result from subduction of the Pacific plate beneath the Philippine Sea plate. First erruption was May 10, 2003. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The sky is quite 'cloudy' today. Well... actually ashy. I can also smell sulfur in the air. Normally, I drive with my windows open but since yesterday, I close my car windows. I knew this is caused by the erruption of Mt Anathan. The funny part is.. I'm looking for an article in Guam Pacific Daily News regarding any precauationary measures or any updates/detail regarding the eruption but nah-thing! Ewww... yah that is how informative PDN is... Anyway, thanks for this article I found on the web... Read on! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Eruptions continue at Anatahan Volcano in Mariana Islands. The eruptions have increased in intensity but have become less frequent. Some residents have mistaken the ashfall for normal dust and have not taken precautionary measures to avoid contact. Residents have continued with outdoor activities over the weekend, like swimming and having picnics, despite the change in the air quality. The Department of Public Health issued a volcanic ash health advisory for the whole CNMI. The advisory urges residents, especially infants, elderly people and those with lung problems like asthma, to stay indoors. Between 9 a.m. and 10 a.m. yesterday, a strong smell of sulphur reached Saipan. The health secretary advised residents to protect their water sources from falling volcanic ash. Water cisterns should be closed and covered and roof-collection systems should be turned off. Residents are encouraged to consume only bottled water until their alternate source of drinking water has been flushed and cleared of all volcanic debris. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9271471-110749180380468928?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110749180380468928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110749180380468928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2005/02/mt-anatahan.html' title='Mt Anatahan'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-110741264414501594</id><published>2005-02-03T17:33:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T17:39:36.916+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Earthquake</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;.... And then the earth move under my feet! {...singing}. I was having lunch. Shake shake shake. Stopped eating. Shake shake shake... its getting stronger!!! Everybody goes out! Wait... my bag! I took my bag then I went out. Cars were moving! Then suddenly it stopped. My whole body is shaking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.volcanolive.com/volcanolive.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Click here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; for the details...No aftershock thereafter... hopefully. Thank God I'm still kicking. No tsunami forecast as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9271471-110741264414501594?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110741264414501594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110741264414501594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2005/02/earthquake.html' title='Earthquake'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-110739421462317915</id><published>2005-02-03T13:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T12:43:15.610+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Reunion at Manor Hotel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was glad Daddy had fun when he was home. My cousins and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img104.exs.cx/img104/1239/siblings4kh.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dad's siblings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;{&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img155.exs.cx/img155/2096/helen1sl.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Auntie Helen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;, Auntie Thelma, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img159.exs.cx/img159/1849/patty3jn.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Auntie Patty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;} had a reunion at Manor Hotel, Camp John Hay Baguio City last Dec 30, 04 to Jan 1, 05. Unfortunately Uncle Butch {Father Butch} wasn't able to make it, me and Mom were absent also in the reunion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img53.exs.cx/img53/5491/manor2ou.jpg" width="360" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks to Ate Agnes for sharing me the pictures. Kahit naiingit ako nakakatuwa ring tignan ang mga pictures ng aking mga pinsan. Here's my cousins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img155.exs.cx/img155/2305/olivares2zq.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dra. Ma. Lydia, Kuya Gilbert, Ate Gail and Ate Charlen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; in their bikinis?!!! with matching pose??? Good pose for ate lydia - she's proud of her pink bikini hehe. I miss ate lydia, kikay to e...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I'm the only one who hasn't settled down on both sides {father side and mother side}. Yes, I'm the youngest also in the family. I know Dad is eager to have grandkids on my own but it only takes a year or two from May 2005 and my fiancee and I will be together. &lt;strong&gt;Patience is a virtue&lt;/strong&gt; is my forever principle in life. On my father side, Ate Gail and Kuya Luis have Chino and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img104.exs.cx/img104/3816/luigi6tn.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Luigi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;, Ate Agnes and Kuya Gilbert have Christine, Nigel, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img104.exs.cx/img104/5940/paeng2ls.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Paeng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; and Bunso, Kuya Arnel and Ate Charlen has four Marias which, I can only recall Althea, Maria2, Maria3 and Maria4!!! {Patawad Ate Len!} Ako kaya kailan? Maybe soon. No rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, lookie here.. my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img155.exs.cx/img155/772/kutings6hm.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;pamangkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;!!! Look how big they've grown. Its Athea, Nigel, Kristine and {shacks hindi ko alam name ng pamangkin ko!!!} Ate Len, kasi naman apat na Maria ang finished product hehe. They're really cute. I love the pic of Daddy and Chino. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img10.exs.cx/img10/1624/dadychino7xe.jpg" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9271471-110739421462317915?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110739421462317915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110739421462317915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2005/02/family-reunion-at-manor-hotel.html' title='Family Reunion at Manor Hotel'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-110715268037922475</id><published>2005-01-31T17:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T12:32:23.940+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilton</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't done this in a while. Emy, Meanne and I agreed to spend the weekend at the Hilton. Luckily we have an ocean view room, nice view with the ocean and with the pool. The main reason why I came here was to dip in the jacuzzi.. {ahh.. water therapy}. We had fun at the pool, we went to the slides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate at the Chuan Fu Restaurant for Dinner. I love Chinese foods and I always go for honey walnut shrimp. {in reality the recipe for this is posted on our fridge but I have never tried to do it... maybe its time...}. We decided to get back to our room after, rest for a while and kick some butt at the Tree Bar. Suddenly Emy and I just thought of this good movie, so we stayed for the night, {Meanne went ahead and hit the bars! - go girl!!!}... Emy and I has unstoppable gigles hehe... you'll see when you see the video. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a good view of Guam, and our room with my camcorder. Apparently Meanne focused my buns {whoaa!!!} when we were at the pool! I only came to realize with I was rewinding the shots. Never will I have this watched by anybody... only with my significant other hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, thanks to our friend, the mini bar drinks, chocolates were doubled and was free of charge!!! Cooool!!! Emy's mom {btw she works at the pastry} delivered us breakfast and deli's as well which were also free of charge!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa uulitin!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9271471-110715268037922475?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110715268037922475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110715268037922475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2005/01/hilton.html' title='Hilton'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-110496549403118038</id><published>2005-01-04T09:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T10:02:10.043+11:00</updated><title type='text'>45 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Story of Us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't long time before&lt;br /&gt;I met a man who was nobody to me&lt;br /&gt;A man who showed how sincere he was&lt;br /&gt;A man who has a lot of perseverance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all his efforts, he has awaited for an answer&lt;br /&gt;An answer he wished that will make him happy&lt;br /&gt;And the day came,... "&lt;em&gt;I'll give you a chance&lt;/em&gt;" were the exact words&lt;br /&gt;I know he expected words more than that&lt;br /&gt;At that point, the man was so happy ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happiness was only with him and not with me&lt;br /&gt;I felt a guilt inside me since I couldn't return what he is giving&lt;br /&gt;Not only once he asked me if I love him&lt;br /&gt;But I gave no definite answer&lt;br /&gt;And so I decided to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days after a day of happiness was a day of pain&lt;br /&gt;I know I have hurt a heart but I must be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I came to realize how can I let go&lt;br /&gt;Of a man who is so sincere and true&lt;br /&gt;Gathering all the efforts, affections and perseverance&lt;br /&gt;My heart starts to beat for this man&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;I miss you&lt;/em&gt;" were the first true words&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;I love you&lt;/em&gt;" were the perfect words, eyes locked&lt;br /&gt;Sealed with a kiss, with a true heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have built love and let it grow&lt;br /&gt;We have the trust&lt;br /&gt;Despite of the distance&lt;br /&gt;We heed each other&lt;br /&gt;We have the courage and the strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday we get stronger&lt;br /&gt;everyday we share every moment of our lives&lt;br /&gt;Every minute we miss each other&lt;br /&gt;Every second we long for each other&lt;br /&gt;Every moment we love each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man so true, a woman so true&lt;br /&gt;A man with a sincere heart, a woman with a kind and a loving heart&lt;br /&gt;They met, shared and nourished the love that they have&lt;br /&gt;A love that leads to contentment of happiness&lt;br /&gt;And brings to a life of forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9271471-110496549403118038?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110496549403118038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110496549403118038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2005/01/45-months.html' title='45 Months'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-110465223525622274</id><published>2005-01-02T18:34:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T15:09:39.480+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ganda ng araw today! Mom and I had fun today. As early as 9:00 am we rode on &lt;a href="http://img64.exs.cx/img64/280/bus7il.jpg"&gt;Alupang Beach Bus &lt;/a&gt;heading to the southern part of Guam. It took us 30 min travel to reach our boat and ride. We went to the middle of the sea. {I appreciated Guam see, its realy clean and clear} We passed by this big big corals. {almost forming as a mass of land}. We came to a stop and we watched dolphins! They were so cute and really visible under the sea water! I saw them jump by groups! The feeling is so good. After 30 minutes of dolphin watching, we went to another place to snorkle, unfortunately I'm afraid to do this activity. I basically dont know how to swim hehe. Kaya sa &lt;a href="http://img51.exs.cx/img51/8650/deck9kt.jpg"&gt;upper deck &lt;/a&gt;na lang ako and watch them snorkle. Its nice to be in the middle of the ocean. Calm and peaceful ocean. I cant help not to imagine how did those people in South Asia experience such a tremendous experience! I always continue to pray for them. {do i pray?} The Japanese are really good in snorkling and swimming. Mom did fishing and she was lucky to catch &lt;a href="http://img64.exs.cx/img64/682/fish9tv.jpg"&gt;fish&lt;/a&gt;! They did banana boat in the middle of the ocean. I like the idea but not in the middle of the sea. We went for a second stop for dolphin watching then went to dock. Now were hungry for lunch. Finally we're back, we ate rest for while then decided to do jacuzzi. Hmm warm, water therapy. Nice. Mom joined me in the jacuzzi too. Now, we went down again and dragged Mom to do Beach Bike, {yes we did beach bike!} then kayak {sarap ng feeling} then lastly banana boat! Someones pulling the the banana boat via jetski. We wore a life vest then we hold on tight. Banana boat was fun! I like it! Everything first time! Unfortunately I didnt experience jetski and parachute gliding. {that was in exchange of the dolphin watch} but anyway I really had fun! This was a good time for me and Mom. &lt;a href="http://img45.exs.cx/img45/392/bonding6vo.jpg"&gt;Bonding&lt;/a&gt; kami. {sorry for the photos, was taken only on a camera phone. t'was a great help 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/9271471-110465223525622274?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110465223525622274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110465223525622274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2005/01/bonding.html' title='Bonding'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-110465108931315927</id><published>2004-12-31T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T15:01:18.083+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Auntie Luding's Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Annully Auntie Luding host a Pre-New Year Party. I helped Auntie in preparation for the vegies for the kare-kare. It'll be another potluck party. This time we'll have lechon!!! Ayan mantika on the nguso! and the cholesterol... ehem ehem! watch out! I helped my cousin Richmond clean the garage for our party place. Yes, we cleaned it good ok! Family members Orden Family, Auntie Luz and Uncle Abe, Bongato Family, Sebay and more came to the family. We had lots of food! I ate the pansit and lechon. At the same time, Dad and my cousins are in Manor Hotel Camp John Hay Baguio City. The Family is complete without me and mom and Uncle Butch. I know Daddy is having fun. Hanziel met with Daddy the yesterday. Hope they'll meet again before Daddy gets back to Guam. After the gathering, Mom and I decided to sleep. New Year is dull with me. The same old thing fireworks. {paulit ulit ulit ulit ulit, wala namang bagong formation}. Itinulog na lang namin ni Mommy and New Year. Pik-Pak boom! Ayan Happy New Year!!! {Zzzzzzzzzz}Oh ok 2005 na pala. Ganun lang.&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/9271471-110465108931315927?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110465108931315927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110465108931315927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2004/12/auntie-ludings-party.html' title='Auntie Luding&apos;s Party'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-110464993266502472</id><published>2004-12-30T15:25:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T14:57:54.876+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Capriciossa`</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;There's another Luncheon Party at our ISMC to celebrate New Year. We have decided not to join and made a get-together of our own {neddie, &lt;a href="http://img46.exs.cx/img46/9279/bekya2pm.jpg"&gt;vicky&lt;/a&gt; and me}. At first we decided to eat at Join us but there were a lot of people. Finally we decided to eat at an Italian Resto ~ Capriciossa. &lt;a href="http://img67.exs.cx/img67/7198/ceasarsalad1mr.jpg"&gt;Ceasar Salad &lt;/a&gt;was my and Neddie's favorite. Yummy! We ordered garlic toast too and Seafood Spaghetti in Red Sauce. I didnt each much, only the Ceasar Salad and Garlic Toast. I was full. We were full. I know we will be sent home early this day. Off at 3:00pm! Yapiii!!! Before we went home, bininyagan muna namin ni Neddie ang kanyang digital camera. Ito po ang mga katibayan ng aming kalandian sa office. {Dont worry after hours na po ito!}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;a} neddie and i are just &lt;a href="http://img89.exs.cx/img89/3227/duo3bu.jpg"&gt;vain&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;b} &lt;a href="http://img89.exs.cx/img89/3096/funky7er.jpg"&gt;me&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://img89.exs.cx/img89/96/thisway7ka.jpg"&gt;funky&lt;/a&gt; jose`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;c} vicky pretending to be busy but actually &lt;a href="http://img35.exs.cx/img35/799/laptop7gj.jpg"&gt;ka-chat &lt;/a&gt;niya hubby niya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;d} &lt;a href="http://img65.exs.cx/img65/7428/tresmarias3xx.jpg"&gt;tres marias&lt;/a&gt; ng ITE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;e} sa kabilang dako. &lt;a href="http://img35.exs.cx/img35/7583/talaya9rl.jpg"&gt;Talaya&lt;/a&gt; Department. This used to be my former group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thats all folks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;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/9271471-110464993266502472?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110464993266502472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110464993266502472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2004/12/capriciossa.html' title='Capriciossa`'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-110420053218670844</id><published>2004-12-28T13:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T13:24:49.960+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Airport Drop-off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It saddens me to see Daddy leave at Guam Won Pat Airport last night ~ he won't be with us to celebrate New Year. At the same time, I am so eager to go home as well. Time will come and I'll be home again. Most of the time I reminded Dad to keep his things intact. Parang gusto ko na ring umuwi para lang masigurado that he'll be home safe. When he was about to checkin, flight was delayed for like 2 hours! Whoa!?! Oh well, ok fine. Dad went in anyway. Mom and I didn't leave the Airport until we saw him heading to the gates. I'm going to miss Daddy. He kissed me and Mom before he left! So sweet... {kilig!} We waited for a while before we went to the parking area. It was raining hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now, on our way home... here's the sad part. There's a car infront of me, he slowed down {almost no mobility} on the middle of the road. Of course my instinct was to put on my brakes. As I was on my brakes, bam! Darn flat tire?! I put my hazard lights on, stopped the car on the middle of the road and stepped down on the car and checked my wheels. They're all fine. Now, behind me a lady approached me, asked me if I was hurt or ok? I said 'we're both {mom and I} ok. I came to realize that my car's bumper was hit by another car. Eerrr yes, another lady driver. {argh!} We called the police right away for report and settled the case in a safer place. I was dismayed with what happened. Although I am not at fault, although the other driver's {who was charged as the 'violator'} insurance will shoulder the repair... I still felt bad and saddened with what happened. I couldn't think, I was shaking, nervous but still managed to stay calm. I'm thankful nobody was hurt. What an experience. {haaayyy}&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/9271471-110420053218670844?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110420053218670844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110420053218670844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2004/12/airport-drop-off.html' title='Airport Drop-off'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-110411062361319591</id><published>2004-12-25T09:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T12:25:40.673+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Christmas Day! Endless greetings! Endless invitations to parties! I went to Ched’s place for lunch. It’s a reunion of my former co-worker with McDonalds after our busy busy busy schedule! Its fun to laugh with them once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank the following people for their gifts, greetings and presence {in spirit and body} this Holiday Season! Arden, Joe, Nikki, Anne, Aldrin, Dennis, Vicky, Neddie, Ate Lanie, Ate Ruby, Ate Onie, Ate Julie, Janet, Amanda, Auntie Lydia, Uncle, June, Arciaga Family, Leila, Shiela, Venus, Bernard, Joshua, Bobo, Sebay Family, Macusi Family, Alde Family, Ganzon Family, Rhea Grace, Eugene, Abie, Jhana, Hanziel, Archive MMI, CKC Batch 92-96, Ronald, Sherwin, Michelle, Valerie, Lyn, Rose, Grace, Juliet, Kyle, Juliene, Vanessa, Tita Doc, Citibank Sales Department, RF Department, Talaya and IT&amp;amp;E Overseas. {And for those who are not mentioned, thanks to you!!!} Thanks to Macy’s and Guam Premium Outlet too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently its only now that I have felt the spirit of Christmas over here. I don’t know I’m just so hyper and I just would like to share my energy to my relatives, family and friends! Despite of the gifts I have received, I am most thankful that my family is complete. This is what matters most to me. {But still I would like to thank you who gave me flash drive and the gift set I like ~ you know yourselves –wink wink} Gifts doesn’t need to be expensive as long as it comes from the heart. Thank you and Merry Christmas! {hug hug hug hug hug hug hug!!!!}&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/9271471-110411062361319591?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110411062361319591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110411062361319591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2004/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!!'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-110411006165890598</id><published>2004-12-24T23:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T12:14:21.656+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Endless Parties...!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lunch&lt;/em&gt;. I joined Mom’s Housekeeping Department Christmas Party. Hmmm My tummy is filled again. I only ate the chicken kelaguen {this is chicken, lemon, pepper, salt and green onions mixed!-local delicacy here in Guam }and fresh lumpia. Just by the kelaguen alone, my tummy is filled! Juliene, was also there – very smart kid. She entertained me all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dinner&lt;/em&gt;. As early as 2:30 I headed to Uncle’s place to help them prepare for tonight’s dinner. We prepared veggies for pancit, pakbet, salad and of course my ever role in life which is to do the barbeque {ribs, chicken and pork belly!!!}. We also prepared the table infront of my Auntie’s House. Almost everything is set. We’ll just be waiting for our close family members {Arciaga Family, Bongato Family, Dulay Family and Auntie Alice}. I played with Caitlin and a new baby boy member of the Bongato Family. I just love kids. I took pictures with them as I feed baby boy with his milk in bottle. I made hele until he fell asleep. Wow! Ready to be Mom huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was home, I called Sherwin - my classmate in elementary {we haven’t spoken in years!}. First ring. No answer Second attempt, there you go! My plan was to disguise as somebody else but my guts didn’t make it. We had a good talk. Good laugh. He’s away from home and I knew that a call can cheer him up. I know because I’ve been in to that feeling during my first years away from home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am happy also that Hanziel is home is Ilocos. I am happy he’s home safe and with his family. So are we. &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/9271471-110411006165890598?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110411006165890598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110411006165890598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2004/12/endless-parties.html' title='Endless Parties...!!!'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-110410933365792667</id><published>2004-12-23T21:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T12:14:59.740+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Blooper! </title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We have a luncheon at ISMC Office, potluck. My share is to prepare apple-lychee salad. I am used in preparing this salad but I noticed this morning as I opened the can it wasn’t lychee but rambutan in can hehe. I remember from last night that I didn’t bother to look at the cans, I just grab and go. I was tired from last night that’s why. Nobody knows not for one person~{you know who you are} not only up to now that I revealed this stupidity of mine. Now you know hehe. In all fairness, they still ate the salad haha! Well this day also, we were ‘jingle belled’ by lets call her hmm ‘Mysti-cat’. We were stunned with her treatment {or maybe its just her}, the least thing we can do is to shrug it off. Its Christmas anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day is also &lt;a href="http://img97.exs.cx/img97/168/wbanoc15yy.jpg"&gt;Vicky’s Birthday&lt;/a&gt;! Happy Birthday! &lt;a href="http://img94.exs.cx/img94/1465/wbanoc25ok.jpg"&gt;Neddie, Vicky and I&lt;/a&gt; took photos in our NOC. Do we look great?! No objections please! {hehe}&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/9271471-110410933365792667?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110410933365792667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110410933365792667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2004/12/blooper.html' title='Blooper! '/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-110345344651289291</id><published>2004-12-19T21:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T21:53:31.190+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Rewind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;There’s only one thing I anticipate this day ~ to watch MTB Ang Saya Saya and watch SMB Jing-A-Ling Grand Finals. Yes, I was able to watch Hanziel’s group. Their band is called &lt;strong&gt;‘Rewind’&lt;/strong&gt;. They titled their Jingle &lt;strong&gt;‘Sama Sama sa Pasko’&lt;/strong&gt;. Harold was cool – the Bob Marley of Baguio!!!, Urso – ‘Praning’ on the bongos, Hanziel on the guitars and Nathan with the vocals. Hats off to you Guys! Even though you didn’t win the grand prize, for me, you’re a total knock out! You guys performed great. Todo bigay! Luckily Hanziel was just behind Nathan and most of the time, it was their figures that appeared to the screen. Once again, congratulations and kudos to you!!! &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/9271471-110345344651289291?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110345344651289291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110345344651289291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2004/12/rewind.html' title='Rewind'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-110345335844985553</id><published>2004-12-19T21:02:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T09:38:22.166+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Ody?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I rested for sometime then Daddy came home early and dragged to accompany him to the mall. No second thoughts I went with him. I was clinging my arms across his, {imagine me like a kids holding Dad’s arm} we didn’t find anything worth buying, so we just went to ‘Cold Stone’ and eat ice cream. We were just passing around the food court, then wait,… wait.. is that Ody? Yes its Ody! It was surprising to see him! We gathered the gang – Joe, Pogs, Ody, Arden, Kat and Arnold others just to have some fun since he’ll be leaving Sunday evening {gawin bang La Union to Baguio and Guam-Manila}. Simpy we went to a karaoke, billiards, &lt;em&gt;Fishbowl &lt;/em&gt;{this place is cool, live band with salsa, samba, reggae type of music} and ate at Kings before we went home. Then we called it a night. Everybody had fun again. Two nights in a row. Just this week. And thats enough...&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/9271471-110345335844985553?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110345335844985553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110345335844985553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2004/12/ody.html' title='Ody?!'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-110345321391304852</id><published>2004-12-19T20:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T22:27:34.946+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Citi Christmas Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmmm. First thing I did was to had the pictures developed {sorry I only have an advantix film – isn’t it one of my Christmas Wishlist is a digital camera/camcorder?}. I brought mom to our &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v624/kcolivares/westin/kamayan.jpg"&gt;Citibank Christmas Party&lt;/a&gt;. I won an oven toaster, {hehe, which will be sent home}. Had some gifts, gift certificates, chocolates, and other Christmas Kringles. Thanks to Citibank, eventually, I felt the the spirit of Christmas. Mom and I bound to Macys afterwards which freaked me out because of the heavy traffic on the way to the mall and am I seeing it right? Lots lots lots of people! Im not used seeing a lot of people on Guam Malls. We just went in and look for the items we really needed to buy. I don’t have patience to roam around with this lot of people. I’d rather be back after the Christmas rush, more sales, lower prices. After this, we went home tired. &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/9271471-110345321391304852?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110345321391304852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110345321391304852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2004/12/citi-christmas-party.html' title='Citi Christmas Party'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-110345308489272064</id><published>2004-12-19T20:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T12:38:00.396+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Party People!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Instead of me going to the beauty shop and fix my nails and hair, I simply went home and had some beauty sleep for an hour. I patiently waited my hairdresser {Emy, who was late for an hour!btw, thank you much for my hair-do!}. She simply did some curls to my hair, put on a simple make up on me and voila! I’m all set, ready to go! Thanks for Neddie and Jimmy for my ride to Westin. Errr… actually we are late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived at the venu, everybody were in the middle of their meals {mga late comers kasi}. Eventually, we found a very good seat – Jimmy, Neddie, Me and Anthony. I didn’t ate much. I only had some bread and salad. There were some prizes {I don’t have luck with raffles}. Just right after our meals, {Yes! Yes! Yes!!!} here comes the envelopes with figures!!! I am so thankful for this. It’ll be a great help to buy some Christmas gifts for family and friends and pay off some bills. There’s a screen where employees were projected with their respective names, department and length of employment. Funny, we were in the middle of the slides then suddenly they paused the presentation, I was so ashamed because its &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v624/kcolivares/westin/westin_projector.jpg"&gt;my picture &lt;/a&gt;that was paused on the screen for about 30 minutes. {hehe sikat!!! – autograph anyone?}. As expected, music in the tune of &lt;a href="http://img136.exs.cx/my.php?loc=img136&amp;image=dscf00457vr.jpg"&gt;‘Electric Slide’&lt;/a&gt; was played, {thanks DJ!}. Of course, I know the the step of this very much {by heart, by soul} [left, left, right, right, back, back, forward, slide, turn right-then you have to start all over again]. Pasimuno ako sa dance floor, {gawin ba akong D.I. haha} then the rest of the employees came to the &lt;a href="http://img134.exs.cx/my.php?loc=img134&amp;amp;image=dscf00469sr.jpg"&gt;dance floor&lt;/a&gt;! It was fun, we enjoyed at the dance floor. Of course we had never ending photo sessions which will be posted later… {Can somebody assist me with linking pictures please... you know who you are ~ wink wink}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after the party, we went to Guam Hilton’s Tree Bar to prolong the night. I had a ‘virgin chichi’ {yun lang po ang kaya kong inumin}. After the last set of the Phrenzie Band we left and shoot pool at Magic Stix. I haven’t been playing pool for the last six months. Luckily I still know how to hold the billaird stick hehe, and of course nakaka-shoot naman ako kahit papaano. Im not a good player. Just average. After this, we called it a night.&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/9271471-110345308489272064?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110345308489272064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110345308489272064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2004/12/its-party-people.html' title='Its Party People!!!!'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-110345280437023393</id><published>2004-12-19T20:33:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T11:47:48.146+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Barbeque and TGIF!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Our Department (&lt;em&gt;RF Systems Operation and Planning&lt;/em&gt;) had an impulse decision of having barbeque on a beach for lunch. We had some ribs, chicken wings, pork belly, kelaguen, clams, apple pie and ‘Papa’ Pete {he’s my father figure in RF} bought some pickled mangoes for me!!! Yuuumm. Thank you so much! After we ate, we went up to the bucket truck raised approximately &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v624/kcolivares/westin/bucket.jpg"&gt;60 ft above ground level&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It takes a lot of guts to take this challenge, yes I was damn nervous, so afraid to look on the ground! I was sweating when we were brought back to the ground. Can you beat that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Luckily, when we went back to the office, good news spread that we will be sent home early in preparation of IT&amp;amp;E’s Christmas Party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;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/9271471-110345280437023393?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110345280437023393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110345280437023393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2004/12/beach-barbeque-and-tgif.html' title='Beach Barbeque and TGIF!!!'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-110314908035532893</id><published>2004-12-16T21:58:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T09:59:40.503+11:00</updated><title type='text'>SMB Jing-a-Ling!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I would like to Congratulate Bansyong{!!!}, Harold, Nathan,Urso and the rest of their group for winning the Regional Contest for SMB Jing-A-Ling. They will be competing this Saturday on Philippine National TV at MTB Ang Saya Saya. I will be able to watch them via delayed telecast this Sunday on TFC {we're one day behind}. I wish them good luck on their competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanziel aka 'Bansyong', Harold and Dondi are with the band (btw they're siblings, thier youngest is in Ilocos). They love music, they play guitars, bongos, drums and the like. They play regularly ~ live band at Red Box Nevada Square in Baguio during weekends {with Nathan, Urso and Mark}. I've been there when I was home together with my college friends. It's a small place, pretty cool to hangout. Most of their music is reggae. People like they're music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Actually, I have mixed feelings on this. I am happy and at the same time, there's fear. As much I support Hanziel with his passion with music, I am afraid his dream of becoming a nurse will not be fulfilled {though we talked about this matter}. I trust him with his studies and I will support him{them} on the competition. Should they win or lose, studies should always be a priority. Fame can last for sometime but being a nurse for a lifetime can be something else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Once again, I wish them goodluck! They will make it to the Finals!!!! {Uhrm, maybe trip to Bangkok later?!! haha!} Kudos!!! &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/9271471-110314908035532893?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110314908035532893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110314908035532893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2004/12/smb-jing-ling.html' title='SMB Jing-a-Ling!'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-110308168171962252</id><published>2004-12-15T13:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T12:37:02.583+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch with Chris </title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey- ya! {that's "Windang's" status}. &lt;strong&gt;Chris&lt;/strong&gt; ~ my co-worker before with Talaya came back on Guam from Camp Diego, &lt;strong&gt;Janet&lt;/strong&gt; ~ Chris' love of his life, &lt;strong&gt;Rudy&lt;/strong&gt; ~ my supervisor before with Talaya, &lt;strong&gt;Neddie&lt;/strong&gt; ~ my friend here at ITE and &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; had lunch at &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v624/kcolivares/westin/lonestar.jpg"&gt;Lonestar&lt;/a&gt;. The first three arrived early. The moment we were on the table, we started to giggle. We reminisced 'sausage fingers', Fred B - Rudy claimed he saw him at NEX, he gained weight and 'smaller' {we giggled again}, a lady passed by and she was branded '&lt;strong&gt;The Grudge'&lt;/strong&gt; ~ {I wont tell who branded the poor lady}, we were mean. Oh yes, I mentioned to Chris about the photo of his shoe. We also talked about the new and old stuff at work. I couldnt breathe!!! We were laughing and giggling. I took picture of Chris with my camera phone, Janet too but she's camera shy. We had a group photo - Chris, Me, Neddie and Rudy ~ ITE {former and present} employees. The pics are still on my camera phone. Ill post them later. {Thanks to Sherwin for helping me making my blog better}. Chris will be attending ITE's Christmas Partythis Friday. All of us had a good time and a good lunch. Thanks to Chris aka 'Elmo' - his treat! &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/9271471-110308168171962252?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110308168171962252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110308168171962252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2004/12/lunch-with-chris.html' title='Lunch with Chris '/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-110281250399448763</id><published>2004-12-13T05:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T10:27:44.310+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh NO! not another Typhoon on Christmas Pleeeaasee!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate this news. Just read on the paper. There's another Low Depression forming on the Southeastern part of Marianas Islands! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASEEE!!! Not another typhoon. Typhoon Pongsona - December 2002 is enough for me. I don't want to hold my Aircon for straight five hours soaking wet with rain!! I dont want my bed to be soaked again! I dont want another 'candle-light Christmas'. Candle light in the sense that no power, no phone!!! So-so-so-so Blue Christmas!!! I just dont want that to happen again. Aargh! I would rather go back home to Philippines! Even if its last minute!!! The hell I care!!! &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/9271471-110281250399448763?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110281250399448763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110281250399448763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2004/12/oh-no-not-another-typhoon-on-christmas.html' title='Oh NO! not another Typhoon on Christmas Pleeeaasee!!!'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-110281185703449466</id><published>2004-12-12T17:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T11:37:37.033+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Barbeque @ Arden's Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was late for the BBQ! It's only now that I go out again. I dropped by at Payless store and  bought some lychees, apple and Nestle Cream for dessert. I tagged one friend with me.  When we arrived at Arden's place, almost everything's set! I just mixed the apple, lychees and Nestle Cream chill it then prestoooo!!! Voila! Dinner all set! Arden's place is cool. Home Entertainment!!! Two TV's with BIG BIG BIG sceen. You're almost at the movies. We watched Bourne Supremacy which is realy cool. I always wanted Julia Stiles. Shes cool not only in the movie but with anything. Save the Last Dance is one of my favorites. After Bourne, we bound home.  We left the rest of the guys they wanted to extend the night with Karaoke. We dropped at Macys before going straight home, 15 min before 10:00. Haaay... how I wish Im one of them with Macy's Bag on my hand! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Went straight home right after Macy's! Home at last!.. Then I slept. ZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&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/9271471-110281185703449466?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110281185703449466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110281185703449466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2004/12/barbeque-ardens-place.html' title='Barbeque @ Arden&apos;s Place'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-110268061018007256</id><published>2004-12-11T16:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T11:44:27.950+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v624/kcolivares/westin/olivares.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dec 7, 2004&lt;/strong&gt; - Happy Birthday to you Mommy!!! Its her 62nd birthday. Its only on this occasions that we are together as a family. We picked up Dad from work and we went to dinner at &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v624/kcolivares/westin/olivares.jpg"&gt;Join Us &lt;/a&gt;at Tumon Sands Plaza. The food is good over here. They cook the food infront of you.. smell the aroma and crave... cr-aaaaa-veee!!! I was damn full and so with Dad. He was only half way with his food and he was giving up haha! Me? I ate dinner and when i mean i ate, i a-t-e till the last piece!!! It was a happy moment for all of us! I couldnt hide my happiness of being with my family. I miss my Dad being with us, he spends too much time working and working and working. We took some photos... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.yahoo.com/kc_ojade"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://photos.yahoo.com/kc_ojade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; We drove Dad back to work and came back to Tumon and had some window shopping at DFS Galleria. It was a good time for me and my mom. Bonding....We arrived late night and I was damn exhausted! Once again Happy Birthday to Mom! &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/9271471-110268061018007256?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110268061018007256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110268061018007256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2004/12/mommys-birthday.html' title='Mommy&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-110267648407398977</id><published>2004-12-10T15:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T22:39:39.410+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;For the past few weeks, I've been busy with work. Despite of my 'schedule' I always find time for myself. Basically Im focused on the our ckc_batch96 yahoo group. Most of the time I speak to Marie, Sherwin, Jose Luis, Dinah, Grace Shiela, Rhea Grace, Morris, Ronald and just today with Kenneth. Its good to be in touch with the rest of the batch. Though we are in different places and/or time zones there's this 'connection' that we have. Sometimes we do chat conference and its really fun. We talk about the past and the present with sense of maturity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Its the month of gift giving. Wherever I go , I see Christmas decorations, I hear Christmas songs, people greet each other Happy Holidays! Girl, I wish I could have a r-e-a-l Happy Holiday. I really find Holiday seasons here boring. {zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz} I can't feel Christmas. I know I'll just be bored on that day. Im just anticipating our ITE Christmas Party at Westin and kick some butt! Eeeer I wont get myself "sheng-sheng" at this night. Ive been home lately no billiards, no clubbing, no parties ~ this can a time of fun! What you think?! I wish someone could pick me up and drive me home. Others are really into buying expensive clothes for the party but the hell I care! Its only one day celebration. Im a practical person. I dont buy things that I only use for one time. Unless somebody can give me a very good gift. {Dear Santa, Here's my Christmas wishlisht: a) Package tour to Bangkok, with stopover to Philippines ~ urhmm sponsor b) Digital CamCorder and c) Laptop!!!} Whoever, whoever, who-ever!!! will read this, can you please be Santa?! can you please be Santa?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Enough! Enough!!! of my selfishness. As we all know, Philippines has been struck typhoon&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;. A lot of families are homeless and lot of lives are lost. It is always best to help in our own way and pray for them. Lets hope for the best.&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/9271471-110267648407398977?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110267648407398977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110267648407398977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2004/12/wishlist.html' title='Wishlist'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-110265957830286165</id><published>2004-12-10T15:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T10:27:10.530+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Scents</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ralph Lauren Romance&lt;/strong&gt; ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Must have. I just love this scent! I asked my friend Anthony to buy me one since he has a discount at Macy's - thank you!!! {Actully, I wanted Ralph Lauren Style Perfume}...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And also theres a reason behind this scent but I would rather keep it to myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lacoste&lt;/strong&gt; ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I didn't find it good at first. I just bought it because its at reasonable price. It was only a so-so for me. But one time I used it... oooooh! I found myself into it --- its just the way it makes me feel s-e-x-y! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gucci Envy&lt;/strong&gt; ~ one good scent. I use it only on days where I feel special!!! Take note when I feeeel special. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hugo Boss&lt;/strong&gt; ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Its ok. This is what I wear on my ordinary days or rugged get-up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bath and Body Works&lt;/strong&gt; ~ I love mango mandarin, cucumber melon, country apple, sweet pea, citrus basil but not vanilla scents! its a NO-NO! for me. Body sprays are good ~ when the sun shines and for summer! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9271471-110265957830286165?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110265957830286165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110265957830286165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2004/12/scents.html' title='Scents'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9271471.post-110109708895945841</id><published>2004-11-22T09:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T22:31:27.916+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Lea on Guam - November 20, 2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lea’s Concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Early morning, I was able to get a view of the Pacific Daily News. Lea Salonga on front page! Oooooh must I watch her! Actually, she was supposed to visit Guam Oct 22 and Oct 23 – Two night performance, but because of our weather condition, it was moved this Nov 19 and 20.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now first thing I did, I went to National Office Supply and purchase tickets ~ only on general admission @ $35. Can’t afford for VIP. Can someone gim’me one please. I think nobody heard me. I’ve got the ticket on my hands! I will watch Lea!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I conditioned myself this day. I slept in the afternoon just to make sure I will have my energy in watching her show. Time is ticking. Tick tock tick tock… Five. Five-thirty. I went to pick-up mom and Rhea. I was rushing to University of Guam field house. I drove like hell at the speed of 60 miles per hour~ that’s over speeding here in Guam hehe. I don’t care. I always watch for ‘blue lights’ – police cars. Fortunately I arrived at the venue very sane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Luckily we sat on the front seat. Rhea’s cousin, Ate Brigit was an Employee of Atkins Kroll Toyota – which in one of the sponsor. So we had a good place, a very good view! A VIP seating. Boy, I am so glad! For a while, my stomach started to growl, I went to buy some hotdog and bottled water. Yummy! (Or maybe because I’m hungry) it filled my stomach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The crowd starts stomping their feet. Its past seven and the show haven’t started yet. Not too long after that, lights off! Silence. Much thanks to sponsors! And a reminder that she is being distracted with flashes. It’s really a no-no to her!!! The band went to their respective musical instruments … Gerard Salonga on the keyboards! Here came Lea up on stage!!! She’s on formal wear, blacks slacks, black long sleeves and black high-heeled shoes! Perfectly fit on her!!! I was so overwhelmed! I can’t believe I’m watching Lea Live! She sang very well, very confidant! I was awed! Imagine me uttering ‘Oh my God’ with my fingers together!!! I’m really captivated by Her! In between her songs she talks to the crowd, introduces the mood/theme/concept of her next song. She conversed with the crowd very well. I tell you she has a very good sense of humor. As far as I can remember she sang the following songs: Hahanapin ko, Anak, The Journey, Reflection – the full version, Somewhere Over the Rainbow, a song from Miss Saigon and of course my all time favorite – On my Own from the Les Miserables! Someone Like You, Finale Song is Tomorrow! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the middle part of the show, the band took a break and Lea offered to the crowd to ask her few questions. I got the chance to request for On My Own, which she sang at the second part of her show. Unfortunately, she doesn’t have any autograph signing session. I asked her if she could sign the two cd’s I brought with me (and I think im the only one with a cd on the crowd!) however she doesn’t have it on schedule. According to Gerard, they’ll fly back to Manila Sunday morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am glad, I saw her perform and/or sing! Its one in a lifetime. Should she come back and perform again here in Guam, I will definitely watch her again! One word. Splendid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="justify" &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/9271471-110109708895945841?l=kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110109708895945841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9271471/posts/default/110109708895945841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaycee-clinique.blogspot.com/2004/11/lea-on-guam-november-20-2004.html' title='Lea on Guam - November 20, 2004'/><author><name>clinique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06005883553329401269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img205.exs.cx/img205/1609/capriciossa8en.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
