<?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-5176352130919104724</id><updated>2012-02-10T00:01:30.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hibang</title><subtitle type='html'>must earn moar</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>93</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-185543261310406203</id><published>2011-07-23T14:09:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T17:03:06.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MONEY EARNING SITES I JOINED</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;I HAVE TRIED AND TESTED THIS SITES SO FAR. SO, YOU SHOULD TOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;I WILL ADD MORE SITES HERE AND REMOVE THOSE THAT STOPPED PAYING AFTER I STUDIED THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can check my payment proofs here &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.2128639207886.2118680.1003134512&amp;amp;type=1"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;My strategy is invest every cashout to neobux to get more "rented referrals" to multiply earnings, since neobux is one of the must trusted and legit sites in the PTC business. The more PTC sites you join, the faster your income would be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.neobux.com/?r=hibang930"&gt;&lt;img height="60" src="http://images.neobux.com/imagens/banner9/?u=hibang930&amp;amp;u3=8474428" width="468" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;a href="http://www.neobux.com/?r=hibang930"&gt;NEOBUX&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;I only need active and serious clickers so I can help you earn too just like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="white"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://incrasebux.com/register.php/hibang.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="60" src="http://www.incrasebux.com/bn.php?i=499689" width="468" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="white"&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;a href="http://www.incrasebux.com/bn.php?i=499689"&gt;INCRASEBUX&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="white"&gt;I only need active and serious clickers so I can help you earn too just like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="white"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.logiptc.com/index.php?ref_id=32753" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img alt="Get Paid for Browsing the Internet with LogiPTC" border="0" src="http://www.logiptc.com/images/banners/logiptc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;a href="http://www.logiptc.com/index.php?ref_id=32753"&gt;LOGIPTC&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;I only need active and serious clickers so I can help you earn too just like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cashnhits.com/index.php?ref=hibang"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.cashnhits.com/banners/banner.php?refid=hibang" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cashnhits.com/index.php?ref=hibang"&gt;CASHNHITS&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;I only need active and serious clickers so I can help you earn too just like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ptc25.com/index.php?ref=hibang"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.ptc25.com/banners/banner2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ptc25.com/index.php?ref=hibang"&gt;PTC25&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;I only need active and serious clickers so I can help you earn too just like me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cashforrefs.com/?ref=hibang"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cashforrefs.com/images/banner1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cashforrefs.com/?ref=hibang"&gt;cashforrefs&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;I only need active and serious clickers so I can help you earn too just like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.powerfulbux.com/?ref=hibang"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.powerfulbux.com/images/banner1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;a href="http://www.powerfulbux.com/?ref=hibang"&gt;POWERFULBUX&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;I only need active and serious clickers so I can help you earn too just like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bulletbux.com/?ref=hibang"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bulletbux.com/images/banner1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bulletbux.com/?ref=hibang"&gt;BULLETBUX&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;I only need active and serious clickers so I can help you earn too just like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tviptc.com/?ref=hibang"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tviptc.com/images/banner1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tviptc.com/?ref=hibang"&gt;TVIPTC&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;I only need active and serious clickers so I can help you earn too just like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bemabux.com/?ref=hibang"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bemabux.com/images/banner8.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bemabux.com/?ref=hibang"&gt;BEMABUX&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;I only need active and serious clickers so I can help you earn too just like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.linkbucks.com/referral/366273"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="60" src="http://www.linkbucks.com/tmpl/mint/img/468_60link_bucks.gif" width="468" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;a href="http://www.linkbucks.com/referral/366273"&gt;LINKBUCKS&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;Share links and Earn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;TO RECEIVE YOUR EARNINGS. REGISTER HERE AT ONLINE BANKING SITES LIKE&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://www.paypal.com/"&gt;PAYPAL&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://www.alertpay.com/?pxl8xl6Xo1GA9m%2bIq1hRqA%3d%3d"&gt;ALERTPAY&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://trendsupdates.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/paypal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="193" src="http://trendsupdates.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/paypal.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;CLICK HERE &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; &lt;a href="https://www.paypal.com/"&gt;PAYPAL&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.alertpay.com/?pxl8xl6Xo1GA9m%2bIq1hRqA%3d%3d"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://www.alertpay.com/banners/ban_04.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;a href="https://www.alertpay.com/?pxl8xl6Xo1GA9m%2bIq1hRqA%3d%3d"&gt;ALERTPAY&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;just invite referrals and EARN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/s/link-enhancer?tag=hibang-20&amp;amp;o=1" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-185543261310406203?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/185543261310406203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=185543261310406203&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/185543261310406203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/185543261310406203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2011/07/money-earning-sites-i-joined.html' title='MONEY EARNING SITES I JOINED'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-2630475227137757430</id><published>2011-07-20T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T15:21:05.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THANKS FOR CLICKING!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-2630475227137757430?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/2630475227137757430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=2630475227137757430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/2630475227137757430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/2630475227137757430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2011/07/thanks.html' title='Thanks!'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-7091856071070221794</id><published>2011-07-20T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T14:38:20.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Linkbucks click please</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;A SINGLE CLICK &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;a href="http://09597be3.linkbucks.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;nbsp;CAN BE A BIG HELP. THANKS IN ADVANCE, DON'T WORRY NO VIRUS/MALWARE ON THAT LINK.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-7091856071070221794?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/7091856071070221794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=7091856071070221794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/7091856071070221794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/7091856071070221794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2011/07/linkbucks-click-please.html' title='Linkbucks click please'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-5727846481895098504</id><published>2010-03-06T03:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T03:31:13.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at long last part2</title><content type='html'>Halos makalimutan ko na ang blog na 'to ng daling sa sobrang busy ko sa trabaho, biruin mo ilang buwan ang agwat sa recent post(uy english! english rin pala ung blog)? hahaha malamang wala ng nagbabasa dito, pero ayos lang magsimula ulit tayo sa umpisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko sana i-share(english ulit!) sa lahat ng nagkakainteres na ulit ako ilagay dito ang mga tumatakbo sa isip ko, yun ay dahil sa medyo may oras na ulit ako para dito, medyo lang naman, at ngayon ay gusto ko gumawa ng isang libro, libro na mag-aalis ng problema sa buhay ng mga tao, or at least(english!! wooo!) mabawasan or makalimutan nila at mapahalagahan nila mga sarili nila at mga mahal nila sa buhay. Kung iniisip mo na libro ng patawa ang balak ko mali ka, ang balak ko sana ay mabigyan ng pagkakataon ang mga magbabasa nun ng oras para mapahalagahan nila ang sarili nila at hindi yung problema nila, hindi ko naman sinasabi na kalimutan natin ang mga problema natin, like ng pagkakautan, gusto ko lang na mas pahalagahan pa natin lalo mga sarili natin, sa tingin nyo ba ay ayos ito ko kung maging libro nga idea pa lang kasi yan? Matagal ko na kasi gusto gumawa ng libro kasi mas tatagal pa yun sa akin dito sa mundo, na kahit wala na ako may naiwan ako para sa ibang tao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WISH ME LUCK SA PANGARAP KO NA 'TO!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-5727846481895098504?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/5727846481895098504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=5727846481895098504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/5727846481895098504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/5727846481895098504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2010/03/at-long-last-part2.html' title='at long last part2'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-3080851459873497925</id><published>2009-08-03T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T00:27:37.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at long last</title><content type='html'>sa wakas after 4months ng unemployed may work na rin ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last thursday lang ako nagstart at parusa agad, madaling araw ang pasok ko nun, buti nlng at bukas ay 7am na ang pasok ko, wew, kung hindi malamang mamamatay nko kung nagtuloy tuloy ang parusa na un,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;bihira ko nlng talaga maupdate toh,&lt;br /&gt;pero wag kau mag-alala, may plurk naman ako at may widget sa upper right corner ng blog ko na to. or pede rin kau pumunta sa www.plurk.com/hibang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok? ingat kau lahat!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-3080851459873497925?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/3080851459873497925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=3080851459873497925&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/3080851459873497925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/3080851459873497925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2009/08/at-long-last.html' title='at long last'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-3584563463893434977</id><published>2009-07-12T01:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T01:25:44.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>buhay nga naman</title><content type='html'>sa sobrang busy ng online life ko, nakalimutan ko may blog nga pala ako, XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bwisit naman kasi eh, bakit pa kasi ako bumalik sa paglalaro ng Ragnarok, lagi na naman tuloy akong puyat, dati kuntento na ako sa paglalaro ng mga emulator, ngaun balik online games na naman, badtwip! nakakalimutan ko na rin tuloy kung pano maglaro ng Dota, kahit hindi ako ganun kagaling, hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balak ko pa sana nung ginagawa ko ung previous post ko eh, may ishashare akong mga pics ng mga tao na nakita ko friendster, &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;pero ayun hindi ko na nagawa dahil sa Ragnarok,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nga pala, mga tropa!! natanggap na ako sa work, kaya malamang mababawasan ang oras ko ng paglalaro, ewan ko nlng cguro sa mga bot ko kung mapapagod sila,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh! sana mabigyan nko ng sched ng orientation sa work para makapagstart nkoooo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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naman'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-4869235036101808855</id><published>2009-05-26T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T23:06:50.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>argh!!</title><content type='html'>XD&lt;br /&gt;antagal kong nde na-update ito,&lt;br /&gt;buyset,&lt;br /&gt;panu ba naman kasi,&lt;br /&gt;sobrang busy ko palagi,&lt;br /&gt;ay hindi pala, lagi lang akong tulog,&lt;br /&gt;sa araw-araw na ginawa ng Diyos eh si Willie Revillame nlng palagi ang gumigising skin,&lt;br /&gt;pero ang malala ay kaning hapon, alas kwatro nko nagising!!&lt;br /&gt;malala na talaga, ang aga aga kong natulog kagabi, tapos aabutin ako ng ganung oras sa pagtulog,&lt;br /&gt;nde ko kasi namamalayan ang oras pag andun ako sa kwarto ko, laging madilim, kaya akala ko palagi gabi pa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero speaking of malala,&lt;br /&gt;isa pang malala ay yung panaginip ko,&lt;br /&gt;biruin mo ba naman, nanaginip ako na patay daw ako at kaluluwa nlng, pero, nakakausap ko pa mga tao sa paligid ko, ang weird nga eh, sinasabi ko sa mga tao na wag ako ilibing kasi mabubuhay pa rin ako, basta ang gulo na nakakatakot, kasi ung ako na kaluluwa, nararamdaman kong naaagnas na ang laman, sa sobrang takot ko, ayun nagising ako at napilitang bumangon, hingal na hingal ako paggising, naisip ko yung mga tao na namatay sa bangungot tulad nung ibang mga artista, argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero dapat may celebration, dahil buhay na naman ang blog ko!! update na naman!! weeeeeeee!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-2494801808822501877</id><published>2009-04-13T02:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T02:29:07.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pesteng buhay naman ito oh!</title><content type='html'>paalala: kung matanga man kayo sa mga smiley na nakalagay d2, please refer sa yahoo messenger nyo para malaman nyo, parang andami kong nagamit sa smileys ngayon eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kakaattend ko lang ng easter mass kanina hapon ah! pero bakit ganito, parang sinasapian na naman ako ng masamang espirito,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto nyo malaman kung bakit ako nagkakaganito ngayon? siguro hindi ko maibibigay ng detalyado ang kasagutan dahil sa dami, pero ibibigay ko na lang ang major factors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) ang pinaka-abangan kong bagong anime na "Full Metal Alchemist: Brotherhood" ay hindi pala sequel ng naunang anime, kung hindi isa palang remake, dahilan nila para daw medyo related sa manga nito, argh! biruin mo, simula ng marinig ko ang balitang ito last month ay sobrang excited nko, etong sa inyo &gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) =((    kung gumagamit kayo ng yahoo messenger alam nyu na ibig sabihin nyan. hindi ko na siguro sasabihin kung bakit, argh! eto rin ang sayo  &gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagi nlng ata akong =(( sheesh! alam ko gago ako, pero wala na ba ako karapatan na :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko na siguro itutuloy toh, baka biglang lumabas mga sungay ko, matutulog na lang ako&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-2494801808822501877?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-3160844504807690935</id><published>2009-04-12T15:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T15:18:55.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dota dota dota!!</title><content type='html'>eto ang karugtong ng post ko kagabi, karugtong na rin ng mga pangyayare, sa kahihintay ko sa txt ng mga taong hindi naman dumating, nagkita kami ng isang tropa ko dun sa netshop na pinuntahan ko, nagulat kami kasi hindi namin akalain na magkikita kami dun, hahaha, pinagsisisihan ko nga na sana hindi kami nagkita eh, dahil niyaya niya ako na maglaro sa kanila ng dota na akala ko laro-laro lang na yun pala ay pustahan, amp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at ayun na nga, lumaro ako, ginamit ko ang isang hero na pinakasanay ako, si Viper, ok na sana eh, ang katapat ko sa middle lane ay si krobelus lang naman na napakalambot, sabi ng kasama ng tropa ko ibalance lang daw namin lane namin, at "SIYA" na daw bahala, sbi ko sa sarili ko "wtf?! marunong rin naman ako magdota ah! alam ko na dapat kong gawin!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masyadong malaki ang ulo ng kasama ng kaibigan ko yun, pinagmamayabang niya na sa manila daw siya naglalaro ng dota kasi dun siya nag-aaral, "and so?! hindi ba tao ang mga naglalaro dun para maging self-proclaimed na magaling." eh pag naglaro ka ng dota sa garena or battle.net kahit nasaang lupalop ka pa ng Pilipinas yun at yun pa ring klase ng mga tao ang makakalaro mo, kaya hindi dahilan ang galing manila para maging magaling, sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasira expectations ko sayo tsong, banehallow pa naman gamit mo, tapos 1-4 lang ang standing mo. at seryosong seryoso ka na nun, kitang kita sa mukha mo nun eh, samantalang ako pa-easy easy lang nag killing spree pa nung early game, kaso pag sa clash na, str type na hero ka, ang gusto mo ako pa ang dive-in, yikes! viper mag initiate ng clash? argh!! kaya ayun natalo kami, buti hindi pa rin ako nagkalat tulad nila, yung isa pa nga 0-5 standing eh, nyahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at pagkatapos ng laro na yun, binigay ko na pusta ko, umalis nko at gumimik nlng ako at nag-enjoy pko dahil may nag take-it-off sa bar, bwahahaha!! joke&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-3160844504807690935?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/3160844504807690935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=3160844504807690935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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sa olongapo,&lt;br /&gt;na hindi ko alam kung pani idedescribe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta ako natutumalan na dito sa kinauupuan ko,&lt;br /&gt;kasi kanina pko naghihintay sa mga makakasama gumimik kaso nde pa rin sila nagrereply!&lt;br /&gt;nyeta kayo!!&lt;br /&gt;bwahahaha!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-3709367733914731429?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/3709367733914731429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=3709367733914731429&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/3709367733914731429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/3709367733914731429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2009/04/tumal.html' title='tumal'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-4225791439155483472</id><published>2009-04-09T03:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T03:46:26.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bounce</title><content type='html'>bago ang lahat, kung mababasa mo ito Mary Rose Lim, sorry talaga ah,&lt;br /&gt;mga avid readers dito, wag na magtanong kung sino siya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is still to long for me to want to erase this feelings.&lt;br /&gt;I want to try and redo those things I left undone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to be going after the continuation of our dreams,&lt;br /&gt;but we trip over that bent, narrow path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like we want to return to these times,&lt;br /&gt;we're just looking for the skies we've lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop making that face,&lt;br /&gt;as if you "sacrificed yourself just so I'd understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sin doesn't end in tears,&lt;br /&gt;you have to suffer and carry the burden forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you waiting for in the labyrinth of your emotions,&lt;br /&gt;with no exit in sight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I spelled them out in this blank notebook,&lt;br /&gt;I want to release my true feelings more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to escape from?&lt;br /&gt;That thing called "reality"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me want to scream that we live on&lt;br /&gt;to make our wish come true, you hear me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way we can stay on the safe side,&lt;br /&gt;so we don't have a place to go back to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always thankful for kindness,&lt;br /&gt;So I want to become strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling nostalgic,&lt;br /&gt;I'll even welcome that pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-4225791439155483472?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/4225791439155483472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=4225791439155483472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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na ng pakiramdam mo, tapos wala kang mabalingan!&lt;br /&gt;buyset!&lt;br /&gt;ginagawa mo lahat ng paraan para malibang, sumaya, tumawa, humalakhak&lt;br /&gt;pero hindi mo magawa, kasi ang bigat ng pakiramdam mo.&lt;br /&gt;mga grudges na matagal ng nasa loob mo na hindi mo mailabas sa hindi malamang kadahilanan,&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!&lt;br /&gt;AMPF!!&lt;br /&gt;PU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-8729256884164345140?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/8729256884164345140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=8729256884164345140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/8729256884164345140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/8729256884164345140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-hate-this-feeling.html' title='i hate this feeling!'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-1059476476937265475</id><published>2009-03-12T13:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T13:13:57.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUYSET!</title><content type='html'>Bwisit na bwisit na bwisit na ako sa employer ko sa pinapasukan ko ngayon, biruin mo ba naman siya pa ang may ganang magalit pag ikaw ay nalalate sa pagpasok. Eh pano kang hindi malalate eh ang gusto niyang oras na pagpasok mo ay 7am tapos ang gusto niya na uuwi ka ay 1am na, kung hindi ba naman sira ang utak, kahit mag off ka kinabukasan dala dala mo pa rin ang pagod at antok mo sa isang araw. Halimbawa, Lunes, papasok ka ng 7am at uuwi ka na ng 1am at mag-ooff ka ng tuesday, hanggang wednesday puyat ka pa rin nun! Ang masama pa nyan wala kaming overtime, BWISIT! Wala kasing mga kontra kontrata sa work namin! Kaya isa talaga siyang BWISIT! (wag niya sanang mabasa ito) nyaknyak!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-1059476476937265475?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/1059476476937265475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=1059476476937265475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/1059476476937265475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/1059476476937265475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2009/03/buyset.html' title='BUYSET!'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-8106132202279783786</id><published>2009-03-06T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:12:48.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight nga naman oh</title><content type='html'>una sa lahat., ang mababasa nyo sa baba..,hindi ako ang gumawa, hindi sa nagmamalinis ako dahil baka magalit sa akin ang mga die hard fans ng twilight..,pero true. natawa ako dito..kc totoong totoo..,wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;I AGREE DITO.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Kailangan lahat ng tao, baliw sa Twilight?&lt;br /&gt;Kailangan pag naglalakad ka, hawak mo yung Twilight book, at dapat, nakaharap yung front cover at nababasa yung "Twilight" para makita.&lt;br /&gt;Kailangan habang naglalakad ka, nagbabasa ka rin ng Twilight?&lt;br /&gt;Kailangan, hanggang bus, nagbabasa ka ng Twilight?&lt;br /&gt;Kailangan, kahit nagkakanda-dapa ka na sa LRT dahil naaout of balance ka na, basa ka pa rin ng Twilight?&lt;br /&gt;Kailangan, kahit ang init-init sa FX, kahit nagkakandahilo-hilo ka na, magbabasa ka parin.&lt;br /&gt;Kailangan, sinasabi mong "Nahihilo nako.", kahit basa ka parin ng basa ng Twilight.&lt;br /&gt;Nagbabasa ka nga ba talaga ng Twilight?&lt;br /&gt;Kailangan pag dadaan ka sa National, tapos mapapadaan ka sa section ng Stephenie Meyer books, kailangan magmuka kang excited at sisigaw ka pa, "SHOCKS TWILIGHT!" Kahit na alam na alam na ng buong mundo na oo, may librong Twilight dun.&lt;br /&gt;Kailangan wallpaper mo sa desktop, Twilight?&lt;br /&gt;Kailangan profile mo sa cellphone: (name mo) Cullen?&lt;br /&gt;Kailangan, status/shout out/page title mo, "When you can live forever, what do you live for?"&lt;br /&gt;Kailangan, itanong mo rin yang tanong na yan na galing sa Twilight sa friends mo?&lt;br /&gt;Kailangan, red, white, at black?&lt;br /&gt;Kailangan, i-blog na malapit na ipalabas ang Twilight?&lt;br /&gt;Kailangan, mag-GM at iannounce na malapit na ipalabas ang Twilight?&lt;br /&gt;Kailangan, magstatus ka na "I love Twilight"?&lt;br /&gt;Kailangan, lahat ng soundtracks ilalagay mo sa multiply mo?&lt;br /&gt;Baka mamaya, may Twilight backpacks na.&lt;br /&gt;Twilight lunchbox. Twilight sando, baka gusto nyo rin.&lt;br /&gt;Kailangan may Twilight Ice Cream? Baka susunod, Twilight Cornic meron na. Twilight Mixed Nuts, baka gusto nyo rin gumawa. Twilight Bawang, pwede rin.&lt;br /&gt;Twilight toothpaste, gawa na rin kayo. Twilight toothbrush, Twilight shampoo, Twilight soap! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;SO. Kailangan talaga, Twilight?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-8106132202279783786?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/8106132202279783786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=8106132202279783786&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/8106132202279783786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/8106132202279783786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2009/03/twilight-nga-naman-oh.html' title='Twilight nga naman oh'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-5897934117843019843</id><published>2009-02-07T12:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T17:41:55.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on my way home last night</title><content type='html'>First of all just want to say Advanced Happy Valentine's Day to everyone! Hope you all have a nice and sweet V-day.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't spoken yet about myself this past few days but last night I decided to post this experience of mine last night while on my way home, as i saw this man with his child sleeping on lap and holding on his hand a receipt of medicine he needs to buy for his son. I walked past the two of them, I couldn't remove the sight of them from my mind, then about 30 steps since I walk past them and noticed that I have some spare change in my pocket, I traced the route back to their place to simply put some money on the plastic cup in front of them, to secretly check the doctor's receipt which medicine is needed for the kid but sadly I didn't saw what's in that paper. I was really curious to see what is written, so i could know what it is. I couldn't remove the picture of them in my mind. I just hope them the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-5897934117843019843?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/5897934117843019843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=5897934117843019843&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/5897934117843019843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/5897934117843019843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-my-way-home-last-night.html' title='on my way home last night'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-324380293925238388</id><published>2009-01-28T17:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T17:46:15.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>growing up</title><content type='html'>The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, 'Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed and enthusiastically responded, 'Of course you may!' and she gave me a giant squeeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?' I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She jokingly replied, 'I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No seriously,' I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!' she told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this 'time machine' as she shared her wisdom and experience with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, 'I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, ' We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She concluded her speech by courageously singing 'The Rose.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives. At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you finish reading this, please send this peaceful word of advice to your friends and family, they'll really enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL.   We make a Living by what we get. We make a Life by what we give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage. If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Good friends are like stars........&lt;br /&gt;You don't always see them, but you know they are always there.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-324380293925238388?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/324380293925238388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=324380293925238388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/324380293925238388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/324380293925238388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2009/01/growing-up.html' title='growing up'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-3422862324683569179</id><published>2009-01-28T17:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T17:39:32.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29 lines to make you smile</title><content type='html'>1.. My husband and I divorced over religious differences. He thought he was God and I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;2.. I don't suffer from insanity; I enjoy every minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;3.. Some people are alive only because it's illegal to kill them.&lt;br /&gt;4.. I used to have a handle on life, but it broke.&lt;br /&gt;5.. Don't take life too seriously; No one gets out alive. &lt;br /&gt;6.. You're just jealous because the voices only talk to me&lt;br /&gt;7.. Beauty is in the eye of the beer holder.&lt;br /&gt;8.. Earth is the insane asylum for the universe.&lt;br /&gt;9.. I'm not a complete idiot -- Some parts are just missing.&lt;br /&gt;10... Out of my mind. Back in five minutes.&lt;br /&gt;11.. NyQuil, the stuffy, sneezy, why-the-heck-is-the-room-spinning medicine.&lt;br /&gt;12.. God must love stupid people; He made so many.&lt;br /&gt;13.. The gene pool could use a little chlorine.&lt;br /&gt;14.. Consciousness: That annoying time between naps.&lt;br /&gt;15.. Ever stop to think, and forget to start again?&lt;br /&gt;16.. Being 'over the hill' is much better than being under it!&lt;br /&gt;17.. Wrinkled Was Not One of the Things I Wanted to Be When I Grew up.&lt;br /&gt;18 Procrastinate Now!&lt;br /&gt;19.. I Have a Degree in Liberal Arts; Do You Want Fries With That?&lt;br /&gt;20.. A hangover is the wrath of grapes.&lt;br /&gt;21.. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a cash advance. &lt;br /&gt;22.. Stupidity is not a handicap. Park elsewhere!&lt;br /&gt;23..They call it PMS because Mad Cow Disease was already taken.&lt;br /&gt;24.. He who dies with the most toys is nonetheless DEAD. &lt;br /&gt;25.. A picture is worth a thousand words, but it uses up three thousand times the memory. &lt;br /&gt;26.. Ham and eggs...A day's work for a chicken, a lifetime commitment for a pig.&lt;br /&gt;27.. The trouble with life is there's no background music. &lt;br /&gt;28.. The original point and click interface was a Smith &amp; Wesson.&lt;br /&gt;29.. I smile because I don't know what the hell is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate every single thing you have, especially your friends!&lt;br /&gt;Life is too short and friends are too few!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-3422862324683569179?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/3422862324683569179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=3422862324683569179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/3422862324683569179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got nothing to prove, im not ur whore&lt;br /&gt;Ure gonna lose, coz i got more&lt;br /&gt;Not sure u can endure&lt;br /&gt;Im not ur little, im not ur little, im not ur little whore...&lt;br /&gt;Whore whore whore...&lt;br /&gt;Not ur late night booty call&lt;br /&gt;Whore no more...&lt;br /&gt;Dont call me passed 11pm, it wont happen again&lt;br /&gt;Like a scab that wont heal, just another sore&lt;br /&gt;Lost face in the crowd such a lonely bore&lt;br /&gt;Dont call me passed 11pm, it wont happen again&lt;br /&gt;Happened once, it happened twice it happened three times, maybe four times, maybe five times, maybe, maybe it happened six times but it won't happen seven times&lt;br /&gt;No no no no no no...&lt;br /&gt;Whore whore whore&lt;br /&gt;Not your late night booty call&lt;br /&gt;Whore no more&lt;br /&gt;Dont call me passed 11pm it wont happen again&lt;br /&gt;U could call me at 10.59 but dont call me at 11 coz that's my rule now&lt;div 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Iriani'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-8433605672977067648</id><published>2009-01-25T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T10:45:33.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dotahang banat</title><content type='html'>Si Enchantress ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;-habang lumalayo ako sa'yo, mas masakit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Lucifer ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;-pag-anjan ka, mainit paligid ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Silencer ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;-kapag anjan ka, natatahimik ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Beastmaster ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;-maalaga ka kasi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Slardar ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;-kasi mas lumalakas tama ko sau..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Darkterror ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;-ikaw lang gumagalaw sa mundo ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Razor ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;-nakukuryente kasi puso ko sa'yo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Nerubian Weaver ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;-naghahabol ako lagi sa'yo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Omniknight ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;-ikaw ang aking Guardian Angel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baka naman CREEPs ka?&lt;br /&gt;-lagi kasi kitang kasama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Phantom Lancer ba?&lt;br /&gt;-Sinong pipiliin ko sa inyo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Goblin techies ba?&lt;br /&gt;-Suicide na ako kapag ala ka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si King Leoric ba?&lt;br /&gt;-Binubuhay mo ulit ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Crystal Maiden ba?&lt;br /&gt;-kinikilig ako pag kasama ka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Pudge ba?&lt;br /&gt;-nahuli mo kasi puso ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Mirana ba?&lt;br /&gt;-dahil sau, napapatalon ako sa saya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frozen Throne o World Tree ka ba??&lt;br /&gt;-kapag wala ka na, wala ng dahilan&lt;br /&gt;para lumaban pa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-8433605672977067648?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/8433605672977067648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=8433605672977067648&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/8433605672977067648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/8433605672977067648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2009/01/dotahang-banat.html' title='dotahang banat'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-6082250042765643404</id><published>2009-01-18T21:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:56:52.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STROKE</title><content type='html'>I read this from a post of my friend on our forum website...thnx KUYA OTEP sa info!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Prof Irene Liu, a Chinese Professor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep a syringe or needle in your home to do this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing and an unconventional way of recovering from stroke, read it through it can help somebody one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is amazing. Please keep this very handy. Excellent tips.&lt;br /&gt;Do take a minute to read this. You'll never know, ones life may depend on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father was paralysed and later died from the result of a stroke. I wish I knew about this first aid before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When stroke strikes, the capillaries in the brain will gradually burst. (Irene Liu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a stroke occurs, stay calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter where the victim is, do not move him/her.&lt;br /&gt;Because, if moved, the capillaries will burst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help the victim to sit up where he/she is to prevent him/her from falling over again and then the blood letting can begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have in your home an injection syringe that would be the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other wise, a sewing needle or a straight pin will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Place the needle/pin over fire to sterilize it and then use it to prick the tip of all ......10 fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. There are no specific acupuncture points, just prick about an mm from the fingernail.&lt;br /&gt;3. Prick till blood comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If blood does not start to drip, then squeeze with your fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When all 10 digits are bleeding, wait a few minutes then the victim will regain consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If the victim's mouth is crooked, then pull on his ears until they are red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Then prick each earlobe twice until two drops of blood comes from each earlobe.&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes the victim should regain consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait till the victim regains his normal state without any abnormal symptoms then take him to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, if he was taken in the ambulance in a hurry to the hospital, the bumpy trip will cause all the capillaries in his brain to burst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he could save his life, barely managing to walk, then it is by the grace of his ancestors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I learned about letting blood to save life from Chinese traditional doctor, Ha Bu Ting, who lives in Su n Juke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, I had practical experience with it. Therefore, I can say this method is 100% effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1979, I was teaching in Fung Gaap College in Tai Chung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One afternoon, I was teaching a class when another teacher came running to my cl assroo m and said in panting,&lt;br /&gt;'Ms Liu, come quick, our supervisor has had a stroke!'. I immediately went to the 3rd floor.&lt;br /&gt;When I saw our supervisor, Mr. Chen Fu Tien, his colour was off, his speech was slurred, his mouth was crooked - all the symptoms of a stroke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I immediately asked one of the practicum students to go to the pharmacy outside the school to buy a syringe, which I used to prick Mr. Chen's 10 fingers tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all 10 fingers were bleeding (each with a pea-sized drop of blood), after a few minutes, Mr. Chen's &gt; face regained its colour and his eyes' spirit returned, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But his mouth was still crooked. So I pulled on his ears to fill them with blood.&lt;br /&gt;When his ears beca me red,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pricked his right earlobe twice to let out two drops of blood.&lt;br /&gt;When both earlobes had two drops of blood each, a miracle happened.&lt;br /&gt;Within 3-5 minutes the shape of his mouth returned to normal and his speech became clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We let him rest for a whil e and have a cup of hot tea, then we helped him go down the stairs, drove him to Wei Wah Hospital . He rested one night and was released the next day to return to school to teach. Everything worked normally.&lt;br /&gt;There were no ill after effects.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, the usual stroke victim usually suffers Irreparable bursting of the brain capillaries on the way to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result, these victims never recover.'&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, stroke is the second cause of death. The lucky ones will stay alive but can remain paralysed for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is such a horrible thing to happen in one's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we can all remember this blood letting method and start the life saving process immediately, in a short time, the victim &gt; will be revived and regain 100% normality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF POSSIBLE PLEASE FORWARD THIS TO ALL MEMBERS OF YOUR FAMILY, YOUR FRIENDS AND OTHER ACQUAINTANCES AFTER READING .&lt;br /&gt;YOU NEVER KNOW YOU COULD BE INSTRUMENTAL IN HELPING SAVE A LIFE FROM STROKE.&lt;br /&gt;Prof Irene Liu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-6082250042765643404?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/6082250042765643404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=6082250042765643404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/6082250042765643404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/6082250042765643404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2009/01/stroke.html' title='STROKE'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-8424533276420861561</id><published>2009-01-18T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:38:15.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BANANA</title><content type='html'>A professor at CCNY for a physiological psych class told his class about bananas. He said the expression 'going bananas' is from the effects of bananas on the brain. Read on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never, put your banana in the refrigerator!!! This is interesting. After reading this, you'll never look at a banana in the same way again. Bananas contain three natural sugars - sucrose, fructose and glucose combined with fiber. A banana gives an instant, sustained and substantial boost of energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Research has proven that just two bananas provide enough energy for a strenuous 90-minute workout. No wonder the banana is the number one fruit with the world's leading athletes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But energy isn't the only way a banana can help us keep fit. It can also help overcome or prevent a substantial number of illnesses and conditions, making it a must to add to our daily diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depression: According to a recent survey undertaken by MIND amongst people suffering from depression, many felt much better after eating a banana. This is because bananas contain tryptophan, a type of protein that the body converts into serotonin, known to make you relax, improve your mood and generally make you feel happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PMS: Forget the pills - eat a banana. The vitamin B6 it contains regulates blood glucose levels, which can affect your mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anemia: High in iron, bananas can stimulate the production of hemoglobin in the blood and so helps in cases of anemia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood Pressure: This unique tropical fruit is extremely high in potassium yet low in salt , making it perfect to beat blood pressure. So much so, the US Food and Drug Administration has just allowed the banana industry to make official claims for the fruit's ability to reduce the risk of blood pressure and stroke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brain Power: 200 students at a Twickenham (Middlesex) school were helped through their exams this year by eating bananas at breakfast, break, and lunch in a bid to boost their brain power. Research has shown that the potassium-packed fruit can assist learning by making pupils more alert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Constipation: High in fiber, including bananas in the diet can help restore normal bowel action, helping to overcome the problem without resorting to laxatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangovers: One of the quickest ways of curing a hangover is to make a banana milkshake, sweetened with honey. The banana calms the stomach and, with the help of the honey, builds up depleted blood sugar levels, while the milk soothes and re-hydrates your system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartburn: Bananas have a natural antacid effect in the body, so if you suffer from heartburn, try eating a banana for soothing relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning Sickness: Snacking on bananas between meals helps to keep blood sugar levels up and avoid morning sickness. ? ? Mosquito bites: Before reaching for the insect bite cream, try rubbing the affected area with the inside of a banana skin. Many people find it amazingly successful at reducing swelling and irritation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nerves: Bananas are high in B vitamins that help calm the nervous system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overweight and at work? Studies at the Institute of Psychology in Austria found pressure at work leads to gorging on comfort food like chocolate and crisps. Looking at 5,000 hospital patients, researchers found the most obese were more li kely to be in high-pressure jobs. The report concluded that, to avoid panic-induced food cravings, we need to control our blood sugar levels by snacking on high carbohydrate foods every two hours to keep levels steady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulcers: The banana is used as the dietary food against intestinal disorders because of its soft texture and smoothness. It is the only raw fruit that can be eaten without distress in over-chronicler cases. It also neutralizes over-acidity and reduces irritation by coating the lining of the stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temperature control: Many other cultures see bananas as a 'cooling' fruit that can lower both the physical and emotional temperature of expectant mothers. In Thailand , for example, pregnant women eat bananas to ensure their baby is born with a cool temperature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD): Bananas can help SAD sufferers because they contain the natural mood enhancer tryptophan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoking &amp;Tobacco Use: Bananas can also help people trying to give up smoking. The B6, B12 they contain, as well as the potassium and magnesium found in them, help the body recover from the effects of nicotine withdrawal. ? ? Stress: Potassium is a vital mineral, which helps normalize the heartbeat, sends oxygen to the brain and regu- lates your body's water balance. When we are stressed, our metabolic rate rises, thereby reducing our potassium levels. These can be rebalanced with the help of a high-potassium banana snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strokes: According to research in The New England Journal of Medicine, eating bananas as part of a regular diet can cut the risk of death by strokes by as much as 40%!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warts: Those keen on natural alternatives swear that if you want to kill off a wart, take a piece of banana skin and place it on the wart, with the yellow side out. Carefully hold the skin in place with a plaster or surgical tape! So, a banana really is a natural remedy for many ills. When you compare it to an apple, it has four times the protein, twice the carbohydrate, three times the phosphorus, five times the vitamin A and iron, and twice the other vitamins and minerals. It is also rich in potassium and is one of the best value foods around so maybe its time to change that well-known phrase so that we say, 'A banana a day keeps the doctor away!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PASS IT ON TO YOUR FRIENDS PS: Bananas must be the reason monkeys are so happy all the time! I will add one here; want a quick shine on our shoes?? Take the INSIDE of the banana skin, and rub directly on the shoe...polish with dry cloth. Amazing fruit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they TASTE so good. Medicine like this I can take. ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-8424533276420861561?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/8424533276420861561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=8424533276420861561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/8424533276420861561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/8424533276420861561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2009/01/banana.html' title='BANANA'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-5144060234640757723</id><published>2009-01-16T17:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T17:33:53.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"18" lessons I learned from Bob Ong</title><content type='html'>oh baka may mag react diyan dahil "18" ah. Sus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "Kung hindi mo mahal ang isang tao, wag ka nang magpakita ng motibo para mahalin ka nya.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "Huwag mong bitawan ang bagay na hindi mo kayang makitang hawak ng iba."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "Huwag mong hawakan kung alam mong bibitawan mo lang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. "Huwag na huwag ka hahawak kapag alam mong may hawak ka na."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. "Parang elevator lang yan eh, bakit mo pagsisiksikan yung sarili mo kung walang pwesto para sayo. Eh meron naman hagdan, ayaw mo lang pansinin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. "Kung maghihintay ka nang lalandi sayo, walang mangyayari sa buhay mo.. Dapat lumandi ka din."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "Pag may mahal ka at ayaw sayo, hayaan mo. Malay mo sa mga susunod na araw ayaw mo na din sa kanya, naunahan ka lang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. "Hiwalayan na kung di ka na masaya. Walang gamot sa tanga kundi pagkukusa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. "Pag hindi ka mahal ng mahal mo wag ka magreklamo. Kasi may mga tao rin na di mo mahal pero mahal ka.. Kaya quits lang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. "Kung dalawa ang mahal mo, piliin mo yung pangalawa. Kasi hindi ka naman magmamahal ng iba kung mahal mo talaga yung una."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. "Hindi porke't madalas mong ka-chat, kausap sa telepono, kasama sa mga lakad o ka-text ng wantusawa eh may gusto sayo at magkakatuluyan kayo. Meron lang talagang mga taong sadyang friendly, sweet, flirt, malandi, pa-fall o paasa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. "Huwag magmadali sa babae o lalaki. Tatlo, lima, sampung taon, mag-iiba ang pamantayan mo at maiisip mong hindi pala tamang pumili ng kapareha dahil lang maganda o nakakalibog ito. Totoong mas mahalaga ang kalooban ng tao higit sa anuman. Sa paglipas ng panahon, maging ang mga crush ng bayan nagmumukha ding pandesal, maniwala ka."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. "Minsan kahit ikaw ang nakaschedule, kailangan mo pa rin maghintay, kasi hindi ikaw ang priority."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. "Mahirap pumapel sa buhay ng tao. Lalo na kung hindi ikaw yung bida sa script na pinili nya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. "Alam mo ba kung gaano kalayo ang pagitan ng dalawang tao pag nagtalikuran na sila? Kailangan mong libutin ang buong mundo para lang makaharap ulit ang taong tinalikuran mo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. “Mas mabuting mabigo sa paggawa ng isang bagay kesa magtagumpay sa paggawa ng wala”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. “Hindi lahat ng kaya mong intindihin ay katotohan, at hindi lahat ng hindi mo kayang intindihin ay kasinungalingan”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. "Kung nagmahal ka ng taong di dapat at nasaktan ka, wag mong sisihin ang puso mo. Tumitibok lng yan para mag-supply ng dugo sa katawan mo. Ngayon, kung magaling ka sa anatomy at ang sisisihin mo naman ay ang hypothalamus mo na kumokontrol ng emotions mo, mali ka pa rin! Bakit? Utang na loob! Wag mong isisi sa body organs mo ang mga sama ng loob mo sa buhay! Tandaan mo: magiging masaya ka lang kung matututo ka&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-5144060234640757723?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/5144060234640757723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=5144060234640757723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/5144060234640757723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/5144060234640757723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2009/01/18-lessons-i-learned-from-bob-ong.html' title='&quot;18&quot; lessons I learned from Bob Ong'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-3236791919623288582</id><published>2009-01-04T14:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T14:57:03.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>death</title><content type='html'>Every one of us is dead by birth.&lt;br /&gt;The end is always there,&lt;br /&gt;before the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If to live is to become unfamiliar with things,&lt;br /&gt;then the absolute last thing we come to know is the end.&lt;br /&gt;At long last discovering those final moments&lt;br /&gt;and knowing them deeply, is indeed death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must not try to become familiar with things&lt;br /&gt;because those who cannot transcend death&lt;br /&gt;must not try to become familiar with anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-3236791919623288582?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/3236791919623288582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=3236791919623288582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/3236791919623288582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/3236791919623288582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2009/01/death.html' title='death'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-1788060734264390256</id><published>2009-01-04T11:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T17:37:03.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast at McDonald's</title><content type='html'>This would be my first post for this year...,&lt;br /&gt;let us all hope for a prosperous new year!!&lt;br /&gt;I just saw this story while surfing the net, just want to share to everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast at McDonald's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a good story and is true, please read it all the way through&lt;br /&gt;until the end! (After the story, there are some very interesting&lt;br /&gt;facts!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a mother of three (ages 14, 12, 3) and have recently completed&lt;br /&gt;my college degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last class I had to take was Sociology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher was absolutely inspiring with the qualities that I wish&lt;br /&gt;every human being had been graced with. Her last project of the&lt;br /&gt;term was called, 'Smile.' The class was asked to go out and smile&lt;br /&gt;at three people and document their reactions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a very friendly person and always smile at everyone and say&lt;br /&gt;hello anyway. So, I thought this would be a piece of&lt;br /&gt;cake,literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after we were assigned the project, my husband, youngest son,&lt;br /&gt;and I went out to McDonald's one crisp March morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just our way of sharing special playtime with our son.&lt;br /&gt;We were standing in line, waiting to be served, when all of a&lt;br /&gt;sudden everyone around us began to back away, and then&lt;br /&gt;even my husband did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not move an inch... an overwhelming feeling of panic welled&lt;br /&gt;up inside of me as I turned to see why they had moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I turned around I smelled a horrible 'dirty body' smell, and&lt;br /&gt;there standing behind me were two poor homeless men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I looked down at the short gentleman, close to me, he&lt;br /&gt;was 'smiling' His beautiful sky blue eyes were full of God's Light&lt;br /&gt;as he searched for acceptance. He said, 'Good day' as he counted&lt;br /&gt;the few coins he had been clutching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second man fumbled with his hands as he stood behind his&lt;br /&gt;friend. I realized the second man was mentally challenged and the&lt;br /&gt;blue-eyed gentleman was his salvation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held my tears as I stood there with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young lady at the counter asked him what they wanted. He&lt;br /&gt;said, 'Coffee is all Miss' because that was all they could afford.&lt;br /&gt;(If they wanted to sit in the restaurant and warm up, they had to&lt;br /&gt;buy something. He just wanted to be warm). Then I really felt it -&lt;br /&gt;the compulsion was so great I almost reached out and embraced the&lt;br /&gt;little man with the blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is when I noticed all eyes in the restaurant were set on me,&lt;br /&gt;judging my every action. I smiled and asked the young lady behind&lt;br /&gt;the counter to give me two more breakfast meals on a separate tray.&lt;br /&gt;I then walked around the corner to the table that the men had&lt;br /&gt;chosen as a resting spot. I put the tray on the table and laid my&lt;br /&gt;hand on the blue-eyed gentleman's cold hand. He looked up at me,&lt;br /&gt;with tears in his eyes, and said, 'Thank you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leaned over, began to pat his hand and said, 'I did not do this&lt;br /&gt;for you. God is here working through me to give you hope.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to cry as I walked away to join my husband and son. When&lt;br /&gt;I sat down my husband smiled at me and said, 'That is why God gave&lt;br /&gt;you to me, Honey, to give me hope..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We held hands for a moment and at that time, we knew that only&lt;br /&gt;because of the Grace that we had been given were we able to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not church goers, but we are believers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day showed me the pure Light of God's sweet love. I returned&lt;br /&gt;to college, on the last evening of class, with this story in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned in 'my project' and the instructor read it. Then she&lt;br /&gt;looked up at me and said, 'Can I share this?' I slowly nodded as&lt;br /&gt;she got the attention of the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She began to read and that is when I knew that we as human beings&lt;br /&gt;and being part of God share this need to heal people and to be&lt;br /&gt;healed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my own way I had touched the people at McDonald's, my son,the&lt;br /&gt;instructor, and every soul that shared the classroom on the last&lt;br /&gt;night I spent as a college student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I graduated with one of the biggest lessons I would ever learn:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNCONDITIONAL ACCEPTANCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love and compassion is sent to each and every person who may&lt;br /&gt;read this and learn how to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE PEOPLE AND USE THINGS -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT LOVE THINGS AND USE PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Angel wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends&lt;br /&gt;will leave footprints in your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To handle yourself, use your head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To handle others, use your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Gives every bird it's food, but He does not throw it into its&lt;br /&gt;nest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-1788060734264390256?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/1788060734264390256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=1788060734264390256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/1788060734264390256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/1788060734264390256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2009/01/breakfast-at-mcdonalds.html' title='Breakfast at McDonald&apos;s'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-8796425697316721349</id><published>2008-12-27T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T22:04:08.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18 ways to trick you body</title><content type='html'>just saw this in a friendster bulletin by a friend...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If your throat tickles, scratch your ear."When the nerves in the ear are stimulated, it creates a reflex in the throat that can cause a muscle spasm," says Scott Schaffer, M.D., president of an ear, nose, and throat specialty center in Gibbsboro , New Jersey . "This spasm relieves the tickle."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Use right ear for conversation and left ear for music."Can't hear what's being said. Researchers at the UCLA David Geffen School of Medicine say you should lean in with your RIGHT ear, which recognizes speech better.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, if you are trying to identify a piece of music, lean in with your LEFT ear. The left ear is better at sensing (recognizing?) music tones"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Need to pee but no toilet nearby? Think about sex."Thoughts of sex preoccupy your brain (as well as your peeing apparatus) and relieve the discomfort--so says Larry Lipshultz, M.D., chief of male reproductive medicine at the Baylor College of Medicine. I'm not sure about this one...but I'm willing to try, in the name of science"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Cough during injection to reduce pain."This one seems dangerous. German researchers claim that coughing during an injection can reduce the pain of the needle stick. Says Taras Usichenko, author of a study on the phenomenon, coughing causes a sudden, temporary rise in spinal cord pressure. This spinal pressure inhibits the structures that conduct pain. I might try this when I stub a toe, but not when getting stuck with a needle"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Clear stuffed nose by thrusting tongue against roof of mouth and pressing finger between the brow."Relieve sinus pressure by alternately thrusting your tongue against the roof of your mouth, then pressing between your eyebrows with one finger. D.O. Lisa DeStefano of Michigan State University college of osteopathic medicine says this causes the vomer bone (which runs through the nasal passages to the mouth) to rock back and forth. After 20 seconds of this motion, you should feel your sinuses begin draining"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Avoid night-time heartburn by sleeping on on your LEFT side."Why? The esophagus and stomach connect at an angle. When sleeping on your right, the stomach is higher than the esophagus, enabling food and stomach acid to flow up your throat causing heartburn or acid-reflux. When you're on your left, the stomach is lower than the esophagus and less likely to flow against gravity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Cure your toothache with ice on the hand."Just rub ice on the back of your hand, on the V-shaped webbed area between your thumb and index finger. The nerve pathways at the base of that V stimulate an area of the brain that blocks pain signals from the face and hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Make burns disappear by applying light pressure."This method brings the burned skin back to a normal temperature, reducing the blistering.&lt;br /&gt;9. Stop alcohol dizziness by putting hand on something stable."Putting your sensitve hand on something stable works better than the putting your less sensitive foot on the ground. Why dizzy after drinking alcohol? Because the part of your ear responsible for balance -- the cupula -- floats in a fluid with the same density as blood. As alcohol dilutes the blood IN the cupula, the cupula becomes less dense than the surrounding liquid and rises. This confuses your brain. Putting your hand on a stable object reduces the confusion, giving your brain a second opinion and helping you feel less dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Unstitch your side!"If you're like most people, when you run, you exhale as your right foot hits the ground. This puts downward pressure on your liver (which lives on your right side), which then tugs at the diaphragm and creates a side stitch, according to The Doctors Book of Home Remedies for Men. The fix: Exhale as your left foot strikes the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Make your heart stand still!&lt;br /&gt;Trying to quell first-date jitters? Blow on your thumb. The vagus nerve, which governs heart rate, can be controlled through breathing, says Ben Abo, an emergency medical- services specialist at the University of Pittsburgh . It'll get your heart rate back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Thaw your brain!&lt;br /&gt;Too much Chipwich too fast will freeze the brains of lesser men. As for you, press your tongue flat against the roof of your mouth, covering as much as you can. "Since the nerves in the roof of your mouth get extremely cold, your body thinks your brain is freezing, too," says Abo. "In compensating, it overheats, causing an ice-cream headache." The more pressure you apply to the roof of your mouth, the faster your headache will subside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Prevent near-sightedness!&lt;br /&gt;Poor distance vision is rarely caused by genetics, says Anne Barber, O.D., an optometrist in Tacoma , Washington . "It's usually caused by near-point stress." In other words, staring at your computer screen for too long. So flex your way to 20/20 vision. Every few hours during the day, close your eyes, tense your body, take a deep breath, and, after a few seconds, release your breath and muscles at the same time. Tightening and releasing muscles such as the biceps and glutes can trick involuntary muscles -- like the eyes -- into relaxing as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Wake the dead!&lt;br /&gt;If your hand falls asleep while you're driving or sitting in an odd position, rock your head from side to side. It'll painlessly banish your pins and needles in less than a minute, says Dr. DeStefano. A tingly hand or arm is often the result of compression in the bundle of nerves in your neck; loosening your neck muscles releases the pressure. Compressed nerves lower in the body govern the feet, so don't let your sleeping dogs lie. Stand up and walk around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Impress your friends!&lt;br /&gt;Next time you're at a party, try this trick: Have a person hold one arm straight out to the side, palm down, and instruct him to maintain this position. Then place two fingers on his wrist and push down. He'll resist. Now have him put one foot on a surface that's a half inch higher (a few magazines) and repeat. This time his arm will cave like the French. By misaligning his hips, you've offset his spine, says Rachel Cosgrove, C.S.C.S., co-owner of Results Fitness, in Santa Clarita , California . Your brain senses that the spine is vulnerable, so it shuts down the body's ability to resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Breathe underwater!&lt;br /&gt;If you're dying to retrieve that quarter from the bottom of the pool, take several short breaths first -- essentially, hyperventilate. When you're underwater, it's not a lack of oxygen that makes you desperate for a breath; it's the buildup of carbon dioxide, which makes your blood acidic, which signals your brain that somethin' ain't right. "When you hyperventilate, the influx of oxygen lowers blood acidity," says Jonathan Armbruster, Ph.D., an associate professor of biology at Auburn University . "This tricks your brain into thinking it has more oxygen." It'll buy you up to 10 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Read minds!&lt;br /&gt;Your own! "If you're giving a speech the next day, review it before falling asleep," says Candi Heimgartner, an instructor of biological sciences at the University of Idaho . Since most memory consolidation happens during sleep, anything you read right before bed is more likely to be encoded as long-term memory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-8796425697316721349?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/8796425697316721349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=8796425697316721349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/8796425697316721349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/8796425697316721349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2008/12/18-ways-to-trick-you-body.html' title='18 ways to trick you body'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-5596943894304254960</id><published>2008-11-03T12:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T12:07:08.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mayonnaise Jar And Coffee</title><content type='html'>THE MAYONNAISE JAR AND COFFEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message: When things in your life seem almost&lt;br /&gt;too much to&lt;br /&gt;handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough,&lt;br /&gt;remember the mayonnaise jar...and the coffee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A professor stood before his philosophy class&lt;br /&gt;and had some items in front of him. When the&lt;br /&gt;class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very&lt;br /&gt;large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded&lt;br /&gt;to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students&lt;br /&gt;if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles&lt;br /&gt;and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar&lt;br /&gt;lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas&lt;br /&gt;between the golf balls. He then asked the students&lt;br /&gt;again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor next picked up a box of sand and&lt;br /&gt;poured it into the jar.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He&lt;br /&gt;asked once more if the jar was full. The students&lt;br /&gt;responded with a unanimous "yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor then produced two cups of coffee&lt;br /&gt;from under the table and poured the entire&lt;br /&gt;contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty&lt;br /&gt;space between the sand. The students laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now," said the professor, as the laughter&lt;br /&gt;subsided, " I want you to recognize that this jar&lt;br /&gt;represents your life. The golf balls are the&lt;br /&gt;important things-your family, your children, your&lt;br /&gt;health, your friends,&lt;br /&gt;and your favorite passions-things that if everything&lt;br /&gt;else was lost and only they remained, your life&lt;br /&gt;would still be full. The pebbles are the other things&lt;br /&gt;that matter like your job, your house, and your car.&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;br /&gt;sand s everything else-the small stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you put the sand into the jar first," he&lt;br /&gt;continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the&lt;br /&gt;golf balls. The same goes for life. If you&lt;br /&gt;spend all your time and energy on the small stuff,&lt;br /&gt;you will never have room for the things that are&lt;br /&gt;important to you. Pay attention to the things that&lt;br /&gt;are critical to your happiness. Play with your&lt;br /&gt;children.&lt;br /&gt;Take time to get medical checkups. Take your&lt;br /&gt;partner out to dinner. Play another 18. There will&lt;br /&gt;always be time to clean the house and fix the&lt;br /&gt;disposal. Take care of the golf balls first, the&lt;br /&gt;things that really matter. Set your priorities. The&lt;br /&gt;rest is just sand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the students raised her hand and inquired&lt;br /&gt;what the coffee represented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just&lt;br /&gt;goes to show you that no matter how full your life&lt;br /&gt;may seem, there's always room for a couple of&lt;br /&gt;cups of coffee with a friend."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-5596943894304254960?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/5596943894304254960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=5596943894304254960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/5596943894304254960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/5596943894304254960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2008/11/mayonnaise-jar-and-coffee.html' title='The Mayonnaise Jar And Coffee'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-847064436098055040</id><published>2008-09-25T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T22:50:14.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>copied from someone's bulletin on friendster</title><content type='html'>Afew hours ago while surfing the net and lounging on friendster I run by this bulletin by someone I know, just want to share to everyone. ^^&lt;br /&gt;BTW my birthday is coming up! everyone invited!!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing it one last time for you&lt;br /&gt;Then we really have to go&lt;br /&gt;You've been the only thing that's right&lt;br /&gt;In all I've done&lt;br /&gt;And I can barely look at you&lt;br /&gt;But every single time I do&lt;br /&gt;I know we'll make it anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Away from here&lt;br /&gt;Light up....&lt;br /&gt;As if you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;Even if you cannot hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right beside you dear&lt;br /&gt;Louder....&lt;br /&gt;And we'll run for our lives&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly speak I understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you can't raise your voice to say&lt;br /&gt;To think I might not see those eyes&lt;br /&gt;Makes it so hard not to cry&lt;br /&gt;And as we say our long goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I nearly do&lt;br /&gt;Slower...&lt;br /&gt;We don't have time for that&lt;br /&gt;All I want is to find an easier way&lt;br /&gt;To get out of our little heads&lt;br /&gt;Have heart my dear&lt;br /&gt;We're bound to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Even if it's just for a few days&lt;br /&gt;Making up for all this mess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-847064436098055040?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/847064436098055040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=847064436098055040&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/847064436098055040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/847064436098055040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2008/09/copied-from-someones-bulletin-on.html' title='copied from someone&apos;s bulletin on friendster'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-6011988086764349998</id><published>2008-08-12T10:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T10:50:00.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quoted quotes</title><content type='html'>First of all it's been a VERY LONG time again since I last posted here. But now I've returned, here will be my new post! enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big jar full of water gets emptied by just a small hole, even a little anger and pride will drain all the nobility of a good heart, stay humble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-6011988086764349998?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/6011988086764349998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=6011988086764349998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/6011988086764349998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/6011988086764349998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2008/08/quoted-quotes.html' title='quoted quotes'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-2172344623671955597</id><published>2008-07-11T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T12:09:23.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Albert Einstein</title><content type='html'>It's just that the most important things in life are those which may&lt;br /&gt;not necessarily be logical…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTERESTING CONVERSATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Atheist Professor of Philosophy speaks to his Class on the Problem&lt;br /&gt;Science has with GOD, The ALMIGHTY.&lt;br /&gt;He asks one of his New Christian Students to stand and . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor : You are a Christian, aren't you, son ?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Yes, sir.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : So you Believe in GOD ?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Absolutely, sir.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Is GOD Good ?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Sure.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Is GOD ALL - POWERFUL ?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : My Brother died of Cancer even though he Prayed to GOD to&lt;br /&gt;Heal him.&lt;br /&gt;Most of us would attempt to Help Others who are ill.&lt;br /&gt;But GOD didn't.&lt;br /&gt;How is this GOD Good then ? Hmm ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Student is silent )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor : You can't answer, can you ?&lt;br /&gt;Let's start again, Young Fella.&lt;br /&gt;Is GOD Good ?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Is Satan good ?&lt;br /&gt;Student : No.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Where does Satan come from ?&lt;br /&gt;Student : From . . . GOD . . .&lt;br /&gt;Professor : That's right.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me son, is there evil in this World ?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Evil is everywhere, isn't it ?&lt;br /&gt;And GOD did make Everything. Correct ?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : So who created evil ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Student does not answer )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Is there Sickness ? Immorality ? Hatred ? Ugliness ?&lt;br /&gt;All these terrible things exist in the World, don't&lt;br /&gt;they ?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Yes, sir.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : So, who Created them ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Student has no answer )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Science says you have 5 Senses you use to Identify and&lt;br /&gt;Observe the World around you.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, son . . . Have you ever Seen GOD ?&lt;br /&gt;Student : No, sir.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Tell us if you have ever Heard your GOD ?&lt;br /&gt;Student : No , sir.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Have you ever Felt your GOD, Tasted your GOD, Smelt your GOD ?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had any Sensory Perception of GOD for&lt;br /&gt;that matter ?&lt;br /&gt;Student : No, sir. I'm afraid I haven't.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Yet you still Believe in HIM ?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : According to Empirical, Testable, Demonstrable Protocol,&lt;br /&gt;Science says your GOD doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;What do you say to that, son ?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Nothing. I only have my Faith.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Yes. Faith. And that is the Problem Science has.&lt;br /&gt;Student : Professor, is there such a thing as Heat ?&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Student : And is there such a thing as Cold ?&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Student : No sir. There isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( The Lecture Theatre becomes very quiet with this turn of events )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : Sir, you can have Lots of Heat, even More Heat,&lt;br /&gt;Superheat, Mega Heat, White Heat,&lt;br /&gt;a Little Heat or No Heat.&lt;br /&gt;But we don't have anything called Cold.&lt;br /&gt;We can hit 458 Degrees below Zero which is No Heat,&lt;br /&gt;but we can't go any further after that.&lt;br /&gt;There is no such thing as Cold.&lt;br /&gt;Cold is only a Word we use to describe the Absence&lt;br /&gt;of Heat.&lt;br /&gt;We cannot Measure Cold.&lt;br /&gt;Heat is Energy.&lt;br /&gt;Cold is Not the Opposite of Heat, sir, just the&lt;br /&gt;Absence of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( There is Pin - Drop Silence in the Lecture Theatre )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : What about Darkness, Professor ? Is there such a thing as&lt;br /&gt;Darkness ?&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Yes. What is Night if there isn't Darkness ?&lt;br /&gt;Student : You're wrong again, sir.&lt;br /&gt;Darkness is the Absence of Something.&lt;br /&gt;You can have Low Light, Normal Light , Bright&lt;br /&gt;Light, Flashing Light . . .&lt;br /&gt;But if you have No Light Constantly, you have&lt;br /&gt;Nothing and it's called Darkness, isn't it ?&lt;br /&gt;In reality, Darkness isn't.&lt;br /&gt;If it is, were you would be able to make Darkness&lt;br /&gt;Darker, wouldn't you ?&lt;br /&gt;Professor : So what is the point you are making, Young Man ?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Sir, my point is your Philosophical Premise is Flawed.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Flawed ? Can you explain how ?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Sir, you are working on the Premise of Duality.&lt;br /&gt;You argue there is Life and then there is Death, a&lt;br /&gt;Good GOD and a Bad GOD.&lt;br /&gt;You are viewing the Concept of GOD as something&lt;br /&gt;finite, something we can measure.&lt;br /&gt;Sir, Science can't even explain a Thought.&lt;br /&gt;It uses Electricity and Magnetism, but has never&lt;br /&gt;seen, much less fully understood either one.&lt;br /&gt;To view Death as the Opposite of Life is to be&lt;br /&gt;ignorant of the fact that&lt;br /&gt;Death cannot exist as a Substantive Thing. &lt;br /&gt;Death is Not the Opposite of Life : just the Absence&lt;br /&gt;of it.&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me, Professor, do you Teach your Students&lt;br /&gt;that they Evolved from a Monkey ?&lt;br /&gt;Professor : If you are referring to the Natural Evolutionary Process,&lt;br /&gt;yes, of course, I do.&lt;br /&gt;Student : Have you ever observed Evolution with your own eyes, sir ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( The Professor shakes his head with a Smile, beginning to realize&lt;br /&gt;where the Argument is going )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : Since no one has ever observed the Process of Evolution&lt;br /&gt;at work and&lt;br /&gt;cannot even prove that this Process is an On - Going&lt;br /&gt;Endeavor,&lt;br /&gt;are you not Teaching your Opinion, sir ?&lt;br /&gt;Are you not a Scientist but a Preacher ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( The Class is in Uproar )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : Is there anyone in the Class who has ever Seen the&lt;br /&gt;Professor's Brain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The Class breaks out into Laughter )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : Is there anyone here who has ever Heard the Professor's&lt;br /&gt;Brain, Felt it, Touched or Smelt it ? . . .&lt;br /&gt;No one appears to have done so.&lt;br /&gt;So, according to the Established Rules of Empirical,&lt;br /&gt;Stable, Demonstrable Protocol, Science says that&lt;br /&gt;you have No Brain, sir.&lt;br /&gt;With all due respect, sir, how do we then Trust your&lt;br /&gt;Lectures, sir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The Room is Silent. The Professor stares at the Student, his face&lt;br /&gt;unfathomable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor: I guess you'll have to take them on Faith, son.&lt;br /&gt;Student : That is it sir . . .&lt;br /&gt;the Link between Man &amp; GOD is FAITH.&lt;br /&gt;That is all that Keeps Things Moving &amp; Alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB:&lt;br /&gt;I believe you have enjoyed the Conversation . . . and if so . . .&lt;br /&gt;you'll probably want your Friends / Colleagues to enjoy the same . . .&lt;br /&gt;won't you? . . .&lt;br /&gt;Forward them to Increase their Knowledge . . . or FAITH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out later that the student is Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The purpose of life is a life of purpose."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-2172344623671955597?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/2172344623671955597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=2172344623671955597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/2172344623671955597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/2172344623671955597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2008/07/albert-einstein.html' title='Albert Einstein'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-3359672609732272245</id><published>2008-05-07T15:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T15:34:57.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this one is for my teacher</title><content type='html'>In any case some of my readers would be wondering why I posted something like this, this is for my former teacher in high school who is also a good friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Ma'am! just copy the codes below and paste in your customize profile box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/* michael's friendster profile editor v4.1 */&lt;br /&gt;/* http://www.editfriendster.com */&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/* PAGE BACKGROUND */&lt;br /&gt;body {&lt;br /&gt; 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Just wanna share a message told to me by a very good friend of mine. I just added sumthin up at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a relationship there are lots ofreasons of a breakup, it doesn't always mean an end,&lt;br /&gt;just like in basketball you call for a time out to plan for things to be better...&lt;br /&gt;cause no mater what, you shouldn't let your opponents beat you, till the last minute you have to keep struggling for the win.&lt;br /&gt;That's the way we should be playin love, not wastin time, lettin others defeat us, wearin different jerseys, joinin different teams, but stil aint got no luck to win.&lt;br /&gt;Just like MJ said, It aint over til it's over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-7090157095503381769?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/7090157095503381769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=7090157095503381769&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/7090157095503381769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/7090157095503381769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2008/04/ball-game.html' title='ball game'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-3917299360551131669</id><published>2008-02-09T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T17:21:49.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>towards the light</title><content type='html'>Someday the inversed butterfly will face the light&lt;br /&gt;I cut my hair with you in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;Footsteps echo in the hallway during class,&lt;br /&gt;the sound of the incessant rain follows.&lt;br /&gt;When the figure feels, it seems bright.&lt;br /&gt;It'll become a sweet flower; it'll even become a poisonous fruit.&lt;br /&gt;It's raining today, too, even now&lt;br /&gt;I want to connect to her through her sky and my sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this craziness, uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if we can leave the thoughts of each and everyone somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;In this craziness, you gave me life&lt;br /&gt;I wonder to what point we can protect a single thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You remembered it, the inversed butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;The exchange of mail is unstopping&lt;br /&gt;Even if it is set adrift, I should swim&lt;br /&gt;The incessant voices of people are like waves&lt;br /&gt;The memories that I'll convey, while I believe in them.&lt;br /&gt;Are a gentle rhythm that feels like crying.&lt;br /&gt;It's always raining; the present will continue to the future&lt;br /&gt;I want to think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this craziness, uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if we can leave the thoughts of each and everyone somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;In this craziness, you gave me life&lt;br /&gt;I wonder to what point we can protect a single thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings that don't want to become words exist&lt;br /&gt;No matter how far people reach out their hands,&lt;br /&gt;an unreachable place inside of people exists.&lt;br /&gt;Because I love the inaudible thought of each and everyone&lt;br /&gt;Even if they don't become something, they won't be changing on any day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this craziness, uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if we can leave the thoughts of each and everyone somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;In this craziness, you gave me life&lt;br /&gt;I wonder to what point we can protect a single thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-3917299360551131669?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/3917299360551131669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=3917299360551131669&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/3917299360551131669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/3917299360551131669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2008/02/towards-light.html' title='towards the light'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-6404615501246718014</id><published>2008-02-09T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T16:48:40.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revenge</title><content type='html'>Current mood: unknown&lt;br /&gt;Currently eating: none&lt;br /&gt;Drinking: none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The human world, is a world of karma,&lt;br /&gt;The karmic threads that move people together intertwine like fragile sorrowful Lycoris flower&lt;br /&gt;When someone is lost amidst rage, sorrow and tears, beyond the midnight curtain,&lt;br /&gt;Vengeance shall be delivered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swept away by the actions of former life&lt;br /&gt;Led on the path of doubt by a pitiful destiny.&lt;br /&gt;The separation between hating and being hated is crumbling.&lt;br /&gt;Two prisoners confined on opposite sides of the mirror,&lt;br /&gt;crossing through time, coming from the darkness,&lt;br /&gt;shall exact your revenge&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-6404615501246718014?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-3347630224635008223</id><published>2008-01-23T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T22:29:48.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;_&lt;</title><content type='html'>current mood: stressed&lt;br /&gt;eating: burger&lt;br /&gt;drinking: coke&lt;br /&gt;listening to: bizzy bone - fried day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe...&lt;br /&gt;sobrang wala akong magawa sa buhay ko ngayon...&lt;br /&gt;walang tulog, walang pahinga...&lt;br /&gt;been busy these past few days...&lt;br /&gt;playing basketball in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;going to school in the afternoon up to night and hanging out with my friends after class or maybe going out for a drink with my other friends...&lt;br /&gt;or maybe as always...&lt;br /&gt;going out with my girl...&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing wrong with what i'm doing right now...&lt;br /&gt;it's just that...&lt;br /&gt;i don't have time management...&lt;br /&gt;i stay up awake up to wee hours...&lt;br /&gt;and waking up real early...&lt;br /&gt;so i don't have any sleep at all...&lt;br /&gt;the other readers know what happens when i don't have any sleep at all...&lt;br /&gt;my blood level goes really down...&lt;br /&gt;good thing though that it still doesn't take its toll on me...&lt;br /&gt;ok...&lt;br /&gt;i won't lie...&lt;br /&gt;i already spouting blood again...&lt;br /&gt;but that's ok...&lt;br /&gt;i'm used to it...&lt;br /&gt;hope this week i would get a lot of sleep...&lt;br /&gt;so for now good night...&lt;br /&gt;sweet dreams!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-3347630224635008223?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/3347630224635008223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=3347630224635008223&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/3347630224635008223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/3347630224635008223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='&gt;_&lt;'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-5129040304945678535</id><published>2008-01-14T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T13:21:24.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>advices</title><content type='html'>current mood: content&lt;br /&gt;eating: rice and kalderetang baka&lt;br /&gt;drinking: pineapple juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would be my first post for this year. I have been busy this past few days with school and my life. My high school friend just sent me this on friendster, this is a chain letter actually that I never forwarded to anyone on friendster, I just wanted to share this the advices are actually nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE. Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO. Marry a man/woman you love to talk to. As you get older, their conversational skills will be as important as any other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE. Don't believe all you hear, spend all you have or sleep all you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR. When you say, 'I love you ,' mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE. When you say, 'I'm sorry,' look the person in the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX. Be engaged at least six months before you get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN. Believe in love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EIGHT. Never laugh at anyone's dream. People who don't have dreams don't have much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINE. Love deeply and passionately. You might get hurt but it's the only way to live life completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN.. In disagreements, fight fairly. No name calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELEVEN. Don't judge people by their relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWELVE. Talk slowly but think quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIRTEEN. When someone asks you a question you don't want to answer, smile and ask, 'Why do yo u want to know?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOURTEEN. Remember that great love and great achievements involve great risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIFTEEN. Say 'bless you' or "salud!(means stay healhty!) when you hear someone sneeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIXTEEN. When you lose, don't lose the lesson !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVENTEEN. Remember the three R's: Respect for self; Respect for others; and responsibility for all your actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EIGHTEEN. Don't let a little dispute injure a great friendship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINETEEN. When you realize you've made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWENTY. Smile when picking up the phone. The caller will hear it in your voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWENTY-ONE. Spend some time alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-5129040304945678535?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/5129040304945678535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=5129040304945678535&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/5129040304945678535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/5129040304945678535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2008/01/advices.html' title='advices'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-6025719595719258461</id><published>2007-12-31T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T17:24:01.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our golden quest</title><content type='html'>this would be my last post for this year. hope everyone have a very happy new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tambrax_hibang and tambrax_meroje's quest for the legendary "Mang Peping's Mami"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started last night when i was at home and i heard my phone rang, and saw it was Jerome who's calling. i answered the call and he invited for a drink. And so we met and there we are, after a few couple of drinks we decided to continue our drinking somewhere else and we've decided it to be at our house. So me, Jerome and his two friends went to our house to drink. It was almost 1am when we arrived at our home. We drink and laughed to our hearts content, it was really fun being with your friend and new friends(Jerome intoduced to his two friends, who were really nice). And when we finiched drinking, the other two already left and went home so it was just jerome and me, we decided to eat something. I don't know what came into jerome's mind to eat mami, and said let's go to "Mang Peping's Mami" (ten tenenen!!!), of which we only heard of but never knew where it is. "Mang Peping's Mami" is famous here in Olongapo, almost everyone knew where it is, everyone knew how delicious the noodles there. So there we were infront of our home. Out of jerome's mind again he decided to walk from our house to there. We walked through some alleyways(iskinita sa tagalog), the distance would have been 5 kms. And we walked for like 2 hours searching for the Legendary "Mang Peping's Mami". We were drunk and sleepy till we decided to ask for directions, so we got our directions and went there to our dismay to found out that it was really early that it isn't open yet. It was 5 in the morning! hahaha! We ended up eating on another mami house which the there isn't that good. Jerome ended up eating arroz caldo and i still sticked to mami. Both of us learned a very valuable lesson last night, I mean this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON"T JUST ASK FOR DIRECTIONS, ALSO ASK FOR THE STORE HOURS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-6025719595719258461?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/6025719595719258461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=6025719595719258461&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/6025719595719258461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/6025719595719258461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/12/our-golden-quest.html' title='our golden quest'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-9169517336078120527</id><published>2007-12-26T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T15:09:12.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>three things</title><content type='html'>current mood: somehow reaching Nirvana&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a382/hibang/emoticons/e5.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eating: tacos&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a382/hibang/emoticons/e2.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drinking: coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i won't telling why i'm confused on my next post...&lt;br /&gt;it's for my own sake...&lt;br /&gt;my family also visits this site...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;and it's also nothing much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three things in life when gone,&lt;br /&gt;never comes back:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME, WORDS &amp; OPPORTUNITY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three thing in life that are never lost:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE, HOPE &amp; HONESTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three things in life that are most valuable:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE, FAITH &amp; PRAYER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three things in life that are never certain:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DREAMS, SUCCESS &amp; FORTUNE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three things in life that make a man:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HARDWORK, SINCERITY &amp; COMMITMENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three things in life that can destroy a man:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUST, PRIDE &amp; ANGER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three things that are constant:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FATHER, SON &amp; HOLY SPIRIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice message isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;i'm just reflecting and sharing it to everyone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-9169517336078120527?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/9169517336078120527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=9169517336078120527&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/9169517336078120527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/9169517336078120527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/12/three-things.html' title='three things'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a382/hibang/emoticons/th_e5.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-5018973762435256102</id><published>2007-12-14T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T12:34:47.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doraemon</title><content type='html'>current mood: confused &lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a382/hibang/emoticons/hmm.gif" border="0"&gt;chek my next post why&lt;br /&gt;eating: Nissin's Yakisoba &lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a382/hibang/emoticons/e2.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drinking: water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched Doraemon 2006: Nobita's dinosaur the other night...&lt;br /&gt;I've always wanted to watch that movie since I saw it's trailer in 2006, I got the chance to watch the other night...&lt;br /&gt;The movie is great!!! I mean really great!!! It brought back my golden childhood memories...&lt;br /&gt;Specially on the part when they are flying...&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I'm still a big fan of Doraemon at my age of twenty...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a teenager anymore...&lt;br /&gt;too old for cartoons...&lt;br /&gt;but who cares this my life...&lt;br /&gt;I love Doraemon...&lt;br /&gt;and that's it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-5018973762435256102?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/5018973762435256102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=5018973762435256102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/5018973762435256102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/5018973762435256102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/12/doraemon.html' title='Doraemon'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a382/hibang/emoticons/th_hmm.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-410787556979511195</id><published>2007-12-04T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T14:49:25.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hyper!!!</title><content type='html'>current mood: hyper &lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a382/hibang/emoticons/heh.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eating: siomai &lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a382/hibang/emoticons/e2.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;watch this videos...&lt;br /&gt;they are surely funny...&lt;br /&gt;they made me rolling on the floor...&lt;br /&gt;it seems like they don't have any problem in life...&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a382/hibang/emoticons/heh.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JdjuuswnfDM&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param 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title='hyper!!!'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a382/hibang/emoticons/th_heh.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-1287376080558075058</id><published>2007-12-04T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T14:14:25.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Days</title><content type='html'>share ko lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO ALL THE FILIPINO PEOPLE WHO WERE BORN IN THE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1950's, 60's and 70's !!&lt;br /&gt;Isama ko na din yung mga 30's &amp; 40's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, some of us survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank &lt;br /&gt;while they carried us. ( sioktong ang inumin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, fish from a can ( brand :&lt;br /&gt;ligo ), and didn't get tested for diabetes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that trauma, our baby cribs were covered with bright colored&lt;br /&gt;lead-based paints, pati na yung laruang kabayu-kabayuhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when &lt;br /&gt;we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, no kneepads , sometimes wala ngang&lt;br /&gt;preno yung bisikleta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As children, we would ride in car with no seat belts or air bags -&lt;br /&gt;hanggang ngayon naman, di ba ? ( jeep ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.&lt;br /&gt;( maykaya kayo pare ! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle ( minsan &lt;br /&gt;straight from the faucet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE&lt;br /&gt;actually died from this. Or contacted hepatitis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate rice with tinunaw na purico ( dahil ubos na ang star margarine),&lt;br /&gt;nutribuns na galing kay macoy and drank softdrinks with sugar in it, but&lt;br /&gt;we weren't overweight kasi nga......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were&lt;br /&gt;back when the streetlights came on. Sarap mag patintero, tumbang preso ,&lt;br /&gt;habulan taguan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one was able to reach us all day ( di uso ang celfon , walang beepers )&lt;br /&gt;. And we were O.K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would spend hours building our trolleys or slides out of scraps and &lt;br /&gt;then ride down the street, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After&lt;br /&gt;running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, &lt;br /&gt;no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell&lt;br /&gt;phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms.......&lt;br /&gt;...WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lawsuits from these accidents. The only rubbing we get is from our friends&lt;br /&gt;with the words.....masakit ba ? pero pag galit yung kalaro mo,,,,ang &lt;br /&gt;sasabihin sa iyo.....beh buti nga !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We play in the dirt , wash our hands a little and ate with our&lt;br /&gt;barehands...we were not afraid of getting worms in our stomachs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to live with homemade guns - gawa sa kahoy, tinali ng rubberband ,&lt;br /&gt;sumpit , tirador at kung ano ano pa na puedeng makasakit.....pero walang&lt;br /&gt;nagrereklamo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made up games with sticks ( syatong )and cans ( tumbang preso )and &lt;br /&gt;although we were told it would happen, wala naman tayong binulag o&lt;br /&gt;napatay....paminsan minsan may nabubukulan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We r ode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or &lt;br /&gt;rang the bell, or just yelled for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mini basketball teams had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those&lt;br /&gt;who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Walang sumasama ang &lt;br /&gt;loob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang magulang ay nandoon lang para tignan kung ayos lang ang bata....hindi&lt;br /&gt;para makialam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This generation of ours has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem &lt;br /&gt;solvers and managers ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAL WITH IT ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And YOU are one of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATIONS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up&lt;br /&gt;as kids, before the government regulated our lives for our own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while you are at it, tell it to your kids so they will know how &lt;br /&gt;brave their parents were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't&lt;br /&gt;it?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-1287376080558075058?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/1287376080558075058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=1287376080558075058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/1287376080558075058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/1287376080558075058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/12/old-days.html' title='Old Days'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-8754898580326851426</id><published>2007-11-29T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T14:21:25.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I'm a boy</title><content type='html'>It's impossible to understand what's going through a woman's heart.&lt;br /&gt;You told me that you wanted me and now that I've given you everything, you tell me you're leaving.&lt;br /&gt;You told me that it was the first time you felt this way, and said that I was special.&lt;br /&gt;I believed you...and it was my happiness.&lt;br /&gt;You should have told me that your feelings had faded.&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea, and I continued to depend on you.&lt;br /&gt;Although I say that I hate you now, I'll be missing you.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm a boy, to whom love is everything.&lt;br /&gt;They say that when you give a girl all she wants she quickly gets bored.&lt;br /&gt;And now I know that's the truth.&lt;br /&gt;And although I tell myself, I'll never be tricked by love again.&lt;br /&gt;I fall in love, and my heart is broken again.&lt;br /&gt;You should have told me that your feeling had faded,&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea, and i continued to depend on you,&lt;br /&gt;Although I say that I hate you now, I'll be missing you&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm a boy, to whom love is everythng.&lt;br /&gt;They say that when you give a girl all she wants she quickly gets bored.&lt;br /&gt;And now I know that's the truth.&lt;br /&gt;And although I tell myself, I'll never be tricked by love again.&lt;br /&gt;I fall in love, and my heart is broken again.&lt;br /&gt;You should have told me that your feeling had faded,&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea, and i continued to depend on you,&lt;br /&gt;Although I say that I hate you now, I'll be missing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't break the hearts of boys, who'll do anything for love...&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that living this life while being loved would be so hard&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-8754898580326851426?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/8754898580326851426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=8754898580326851426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/8754898580326851426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/8754898580326851426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/11/because-im-boy.html' title='Because I&apos;m a boy'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-7799381095386174103</id><published>2007-11-27T12:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T12:27:14.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>best explanation</title><content type='html'>kinopya ko ito sa post ng isang kaibigan sa i-pinoy.org&lt;br /&gt;share ko lang sa mga kabigan ko dito sa blogger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST EXPLANATION EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the best explanations of why God allows pain and &lt;br /&gt;suffering that I have seen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man went to a barbershop to have his hair cut and his beard &lt;br /&gt;trimmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the barber began to work, they began to have a good conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They talked about so many things and various subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they eventually touched on the subject of God, the barber said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't believe that God exists."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why do you say that?" asked the customer. "Well, you just have to go &lt;br /&gt;out in the street to realize that God doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, if God exists, would there be so many sick people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would there be abandoned children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God existed, there would be neither suffering nor pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine a loving God who would allow all of these&lt;br /&gt;things."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The customer thought for a moment, but didn't respond because he &lt;br /&gt;didn't want to start an argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The barber finished his job and the customer left the shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just after he left the barbershop, he saw a man in the street with &lt;br /&gt;long, stringy, dirty hair and an untrimmed beard. He looked dirty and &lt;br /&gt;unkempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The customer turned back and entered the barber shop again&lt;br /&gt;and he said to the barber: "You know what? Barbers do not exist."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How can you say that?" asked the surprised barber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am here, and I am a barber. And I just worked on you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No!" the customer exclaimed. "Barbers don't exist because&lt;br /&gt;if they did, there would be no people with dirty long hair and &lt;br /&gt;untrimmed beards, like that man outside."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, but barbers DO exist! That's what happens when people do not &lt;br /&gt;come to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Exactly!" affirmed the customer. "That's the point! God, too, DOES &lt;br /&gt;exist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what happens when people do not go to Him and don't look to &lt;br /&gt;Him for help. That's why there's so much pain and suffering in the world."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-7799381095386174103?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/7799381095386174103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=7799381095386174103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/7799381095386174103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/7799381095386174103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/11/best-explanation.html' title='best explanation'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-4945884463792046460</id><published>2007-11-26T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T18:05:16.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cardiomyopathy</title><content type='html'>dahil sa pinapahanap skin ng isang kaibigan...&lt;br /&gt;ipopost ko ito dito para patunayang niresearch ko nga...&lt;br /&gt;para sa kaalaman ng iba...&lt;br /&gt;may nararamdaman ako...&lt;br /&gt;mahina kasi ang puso ko...&lt;br /&gt;nuon pa...&lt;br /&gt;lalo na pag may mga emotional stress na nagaganap sa akin...&lt;br /&gt;at sabi ng kaibigan ko...&lt;br /&gt;baka mangyare daw sa akin ito...&lt;br /&gt;CARDIOMYOPATHY AKA Broken Heart Syndrome...&lt;br /&gt;eto ang nahanap ko sa internet tungkol sa sakit na yan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shocking news, such as learning of the unexpected death of a loved one, has been known to cause catastrophic events, such as a heart attack.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, researchers at Johns Hopkins have discovered that sudden emotional stress can also result in severe but reversible heart muscle weakness that mimics a classic heart attack.  Patients with this condition, called stress cardiomyopathy but known colloquially as “broken heart” syndrome, are often misdiagnosed with a massive heart attack when, indeed, they have suffered from a days-long surge in adrenalin (epinephrine) and other stress hormones that temporarily “stun” the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi ng kaibigan ko...&lt;br /&gt;mag-ingat daw ako...&lt;br /&gt;delikado ang lagay ko dahil mahina nga ang puso ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regards to ate joice for the info...&lt;br /&gt;salamat sa concern...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-4945884463792046460?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/4945884463792046460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=4945884463792046460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/4945884463792046460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/4945884463792046460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/11/cardiomyopathy.html' title='Cardiomyopathy'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-8104467659526456640</id><published>2007-11-22T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T14:34:48.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>losing control of myself</title><content type='html'>eto ako ngaun nasa Advertising Congress...&lt;br /&gt;nananahimik...&lt;br /&gt;kanina pa blangko ang utak...&lt;br /&gt;share ko lang sa inyu...&lt;br /&gt;alam niyo ba nung isang araw...&lt;br /&gt;pumutok ugat...&lt;br /&gt;what I mean is...&lt;br /&gt;sa tagal ng pagwalang imik ko...&lt;br /&gt;sumabog ako...&lt;br /&gt;lumabas ang galit...&lt;br /&gt;at hulaan niyo kung kanino ako nakipag-away...&lt;br /&gt;kay you-know-who-she-is&lt;br /&gt;grabe...&lt;br /&gt;talagang sigawan...&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko rin alam kung bakit ako umabot sa ganun...&lt;br /&gt;parang hindi ako yung tao na sumisigaw nun...&lt;br /&gt;nanginig ako sa galit nun...&lt;br /&gt;sobrang laki ng galit ko para sa maliit na bagay lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parang lahat ng galit ko gusto ko ng ibuhos nung mga oras na yun...&lt;br /&gt;unconsciously gusto makawala ng galit sa katawan ko...&lt;br /&gt;parang lahat ng galit ko gusto ko ng ilabas...&lt;br /&gt;parang sa sobrang laki ng galit ko...&lt;br /&gt;kayang kaya kainin ng galit ko buong mundo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi ng isang kaibigan ko...&lt;br /&gt;para na daw hindi tao sa laki ng galit ko sa mundo...&lt;br /&gt;sabi pa niya kung Super Saiyan daw ako...&lt;br /&gt;baka sinira ko na daw yung Earth...&lt;br /&gt;na siguro tama siya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tulad ngayon nakatingin lang ako sa monitor ng laptop nga isa sa aking kaibigan...&lt;br /&gt;at hindi nakikinig sa congress...&lt;br /&gt;parang gusto ko na namang sumabog...&lt;br /&gt;kaya dito na lang muna ako&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-8104467659526456640?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/8104467659526456640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=8104467659526456640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/8104467659526456640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/8104467659526456640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/11/losing-control-of-myself.html' title='losing control of myself'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-5598893307908713127</id><published>2007-11-13T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T11:46:19.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>openkore update from darkmoon</title><content type='html'>To all servers affected by Encrypted Packet Prefixes, the implementation of the algorithm is already integrated in OpenKore, just not activated. The team had agreed to schedule the activation patch on Thursday Nov 15, 2007 08:00am Philippine time.Please be reminded not to buy "working" bots before this time. Anyone selling a "working" bot is a scammer. Remember that you can always get the latest OpenKore free from the official download locations. CLICK &lt;a class="postlink" href="http://darkmoon.ath.cx/viewtopic.php?f=4&amp;amp;t=5356&amp;amp;start=0"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; AND WAIT FOR UPDATES. &lt;a class="postlink" href="http://darkmoon.ath.cx/viewtopic.php?f=1&amp;amp;t=6365"&gt;Turn off your bots while the update is being prepared. Click this message for details.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-5598893307908713127?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/5598893307908713127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=5598893307908713127&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/5598893307908713127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/5598893307908713127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/11/openkore-update-from-darkmoon.html' title='openkore update from darkmoon'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-8307293133273500629</id><published>2007-11-12T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T11:47:14.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>onze minutos</title><content type='html'>onze minutos...&lt;br /&gt;in english eleven minutes...&lt;br /&gt;yan ang title ng libro ni Paulo Coelho na binabasa ko ngaun...&lt;br /&gt;halos lampas na sa kalahati ang nababasa ko sa libro na toh...&lt;br /&gt;at sa tingin ko...&lt;br /&gt;bumabalik na ako sa dating ako...&lt;br /&gt;dating ako...&lt;br /&gt;nung high school pa ako...&lt;br /&gt;a bit childish but mature...&lt;br /&gt;pero but not completely bumalik nko...&lt;br /&gt;may mga kailangan akong alisin sa sarili ko para talagang bumalik sa dating ako...&lt;br /&gt;ang sobrang hilig ko sa chocolates(hindi totoong chocolates, tawagin nlng ntin na chocolates)&lt;br /&gt;medyo nababawasan na nga rin ngayon ang SOBRANG HILIG ko sa chocolates(hindi chocolates ah)&lt;br /&gt;back to the topic...&lt;br /&gt;napakaganda talaga nitong libro na binabasa ko ngayon...&lt;br /&gt;about fighting against my own demons and searching for my real self...&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko na ring abutin mga pangarap ko...&lt;br /&gt;abot kamay na rin eh...&lt;br /&gt;tulad nung shepherd boy sa "The Alchemist"&lt;br /&gt;who in search for his treasure, encounters various difficulties, and these difficulties help him to get what he wants;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero ang hirap...&lt;br /&gt;life really isn't a one sided coin...&lt;br /&gt;I looked at life as a one-sided coin...&lt;br /&gt;the other side I never looked at is "DESPAIR"&lt;br /&gt;but if I'm going back to my former self...&lt;br /&gt;and if that is what happens; I have already lost her,&lt;br /&gt;I have at least gained a very happy two years of my life...&lt;br /&gt;considering the world is, one happy day is almost a miracle...&lt;br /&gt;buti kami two years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iba talaga ang nagagawa ng passion for someone...&lt;br /&gt;my own definition of passion according to my experiences...&lt;br /&gt;Passion makes a person stop eating, sleeping, working, feeling at peace...&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people are frightened because, when it appears, it demolishes all the old things it finds in its path...&lt;br /&gt;No one wants their life thrown into chaos...&lt;br /&gt;that is why a lot of people keep that threat under control, and are somehow capable of sustaining a house or a structure that is already rotten...&lt;br /&gt;they are the engineers of the superseded...&lt;br /&gt;ehem I mean we are the engineers of the superseded...&lt;br /&gt;now I'm closing again myself to everyone...&lt;br /&gt;tulad nung high school...&lt;br /&gt;better keep my mouth shut...&lt;br /&gt;rather than hurting myself or letting others know how I feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I really miss her right now...&lt;br /&gt;I miss her being near to me...i liked that&lt;br /&gt;so near that I could smell her...i also like that&lt;br /&gt;so near that I could feel her touch...i also like that too&lt;br /&gt;but I realized how much I had been waiting for her...&lt;br /&gt;and I didn't liked that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if one day if I'll be there achieved my dreams...&lt;br /&gt;I want you to be by my side...&lt;br /&gt;like the song&lt;br /&gt;:I'll be there someday, and you will be right next to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for now...&lt;br /&gt;babalik nko sa dati...&lt;br /&gt;mnedyo nakakapanibago pero...&lt;br /&gt;ako pa rin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-8307293133273500629?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/8307293133273500629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=8307293133273500629&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/8307293133273500629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/8307293133273500629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/11/onze-minutos.html' title='onze minutos'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-3756907425101798812</id><published>2007-11-09T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T15:49:43.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>survival</title><content type='html'>hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;last week hindi ko akalaing makakasurvive ako sa problema ko...&lt;br /&gt;ayaw ko man...&lt;br /&gt;ang taong tumulong sa akin...&lt;br /&gt;ay yun pang kinasusuklaman ko...&lt;br /&gt;yes...&lt;br /&gt;tama ka...&lt;br /&gt;kilala mo rin siguro siya...&lt;br /&gt;si you-know-who-she-is&lt;br /&gt;ang laki ng itinulong niya sa akin...&lt;br /&gt;ang laki na tuloy ng utang ko sa kanya...&lt;br /&gt;yung taong hindi ko inaasahang tutulong sa akin...&lt;br /&gt;siya pa pala ang may malaking maitutulong sa akin...&lt;br /&gt;pero hindi ibig sabihin nun...&lt;br /&gt;pinapatawad ko na siya sa mga ginawa niya sa akin...&lt;br /&gt;sa mga pasakit na binigay niya sa akin...&lt;br /&gt;pero...&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko sabihin na...&lt;br /&gt;MARAMING MARAMING SALAMAT...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-3756907425101798812?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/3756907425101798812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=3756907425101798812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/3756907425101798812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/3756907425101798812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/11/survival.html' title='survival'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-27320024437987871</id><published>2007-10-21T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T22:24:14.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing much to say...(as always)</title><content type='html'>hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;wala ako masabi...&lt;br /&gt;naisipan ko lang kc mag-blog...&lt;br /&gt;wala kc magawa...&lt;br /&gt;sobrang nakakawalang gane ang buhay ko...&lt;br /&gt;kahit saan ako magpunta...&lt;br /&gt;walang kwenta...&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko na pinapansin ang mga problema...&lt;br /&gt;ayoko kasi maging problemado eh...&lt;br /&gt;ayoko na rin mag-complain sa mga problema ko...&lt;br /&gt;dahil magiging problemado rin ako nun...&lt;br /&gt;pakiramdam ko...&lt;br /&gt;umiiyak ako...&lt;br /&gt;pero ubos na luha ko...&lt;br /&gt;o baka na rin kalooban ko lang ang umiiyak...&lt;br /&gt;tulad ng sabi skin nuon...&lt;br /&gt;"there are tears that never reaches the eye"&lt;br /&gt;ayoko na rin humingi ng tulong kung kanino...&lt;br /&gt;pagiging problemado na rin kasi yun...&lt;br /&gt;at baka dalhin pa ng pagsasabihan ko ang problema ko...&lt;br /&gt;nakakahiya naman...&lt;br /&gt;nakow!!!&lt;br /&gt;nasagi ko yung AVR cable...&lt;br /&gt;mukhang ayaw ako mag-post...&lt;br /&gt;dito nlng muna...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-27320024437987871?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/27320024437987871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=27320024437987871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/27320024437987871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/27320024437987871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/10/nothing-much-to-sayas-always.html' title='nothing much to say...(as always)'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-7088034782904563841</id><published>2007-10-21T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T22:14:38.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes To Live By</title><content type='html'>A day without laughter is a wasted day&lt;br /&gt;-Charlie Chaplin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true friend stabs yu in the back&lt;br /&gt;-Oscar Wilde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never explain, your friends don't need it &amp; your enemies won't believe you anyway&lt;br /&gt;-Elbert Hubbard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not curious, it's a sign that you're stupid&lt;br /&gt;-Dr. Frank Crane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's better to be hated for what you are than be loved for what you're not&lt;br /&gt;-Andre Gide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-7088034782904563841?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/7088034782904563841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=7088034782904563841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/7088034782904563841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/7088034782904563841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/10/quotes-to-live-by.html' title='Quotes To Live By'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-5427199109912702800</id><published>2007-10-12T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T15:20:17.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a child's sense of reason</title><content type='html'>kahapon...&lt;br /&gt;pumunta ako sa simbahan dito sa maynila na pinupuntahan ko lagi noon...&lt;br /&gt;nakita ako nung lola na lagi ko binibilhan ng sampaguita...&lt;br /&gt;nagkakamustahan, kwentuhan...&lt;br /&gt;kasama niya yung apo niya na may kapansanan...&lt;br /&gt;claire, 11 years old yung apo niya...&lt;br /&gt;bulag at may komplikasyon sa kidney...&lt;br /&gt;natuwa ako nung nakilala nung bata yung boses ko...&lt;br /&gt;akala ko kc hindi niya ako makikilala...&lt;br /&gt;sa tuwa ko sa kanya...&lt;br /&gt;hiniram ko muna siya at yung kapatid niya...&lt;br /&gt;at dinala ko sila sa jollibee para kumain...&lt;br /&gt;habang kumakain...&lt;br /&gt;bigla akong may natanong kay claire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bulag ka na, tapos nagkaroon ka pa ng sakit? hindi mo ba minsan natanong sa sarili mo kung ka binigyan ng ganyan?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire: "bakit po ako magrereklamo? eh mabigat na po yung dala ko eh, kapag nagreklamo pa ako lalo lang bibigat ang dala ko. hindi po ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagulat ako sa binigay sakin na sagot ng batang yun...&lt;br /&gt;parang wala siyang problema nung sumagot siya sa akin...&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko alam kung ano ang maganda sa sinabi niya at gumaan ang pakiramdam ko...&lt;br /&gt;at lalo pa akong nagulat sa kanya nung tinanong niya ako kung may problema ba...&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko inaasahan sa bata na ganito ang edad na magtatanong sakin ng ganito...&lt;br /&gt;parang matanda ang kausap ko...&lt;br /&gt;ang sinagot ko na lang sa kanya nun ay "wala"...&lt;br /&gt;natuwa talaga ako sa batang yun nung nagtanong siya kung bakit ako nanlibre eh ako yung may birthday at tapos na daw yung birthday ko...&lt;br /&gt;alam pa pala niya yung birthday ko... ^-^&lt;br /&gt;dahil dun sa pag-uusap namin ng batang yun...&lt;br /&gt;nakatulog ulet ako ng mahimbing kagabi...&lt;br /&gt;yung bang natulog ka ng wala kang problema at wala kang iniisip...&lt;br /&gt;sana ganun na lang palagi...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-5427199109912702800?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-2468954410819906824</id><published>2007-10-09T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T15:30:36.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kabaklaan sa txt</title><content type='html'>ishare ko lng sa inyo ung isang txt message na sinend sa akin ng isang tropa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makabagong Kasabihan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aanhin mo ang gwapo kung mas malandi pa sayo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"walang matinong lalake...sa malanding kumpare"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wala ng hihigit pa sa malansang isda... kungdi ang isang baklang balahura"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sa hinaba-haba ng prosisyon...bading din pala ang iyong karelasyon"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ang tumatakbo ng matulin...may gwapong hahabulin"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"matalino man ang bading...napeperahan pa rin"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-2468954410819906824?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/2468954410819906824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=2468954410819906824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/2468954410819906824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/2468954410819906824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/10/kabaklaan-sa-txt.html' title='kabaklaan sa txt'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-8484743969864116525</id><published>2007-09-30T04:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T04:38:33.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIVESTRONG</title><content type='html'>yan ang nakasulat sa baller band na matagal ko ng suot...&lt;br /&gt;at yan din ang nakasulat sa balller band sa bigay sa akin ng isang kaibigan na naglalaro din ng basketball...&lt;br /&gt;iisa lang yun...&lt;br /&gt;hilig ko talaga maglaro ng basketball...&lt;br /&gt;pero dahil siguro sa baller band na yun kaya nakatayo pa rin ako sa paa ko...&lt;br /&gt;at pilit inaabot ang mga pangarap ko...&lt;br /&gt;kaya sa mga katoto ko jan...&lt;br /&gt;mga kabagang...&lt;br /&gt;mga katropa...&lt;br /&gt;mga kaibigan...&lt;br /&gt;kapuso at kapamilya...&lt;br /&gt;LIVE STRONG!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-8484743969864116525?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/8484743969864116525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=8484743969864116525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/8484743969864116525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/8484743969864116525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/09/livestrong.html' title='LIVESTRONG'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-6328152877179504474</id><published>2007-09-30T04:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T04:22:02.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out of being a teenager</title><content type='html'>haaaaay...&lt;br /&gt;twenteen na ako...&lt;br /&gt;ay twenty na pala...&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko matanggap na hindi na ako teenager...&lt;br /&gt;eto ako...&lt;br /&gt;kakasalubong lang ng birthday ko...&lt;br /&gt;ang mga kainuman ko...&lt;br /&gt;tinulugan ako...&lt;br /&gt;antumal dba...&lt;br /&gt;i was the only one left standing...&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko alam kung eto ba ang hinahanap ko sa birthday ko...&lt;br /&gt;hay naku...&lt;br /&gt;medyo nasusuka na ako...&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko alam kung dito ba ako matutulog sa bahay nila you-know-who-she-is or hindi...&lt;br /&gt;remove the occassion...&lt;br /&gt;parang nakipag-inuman lang ako...&lt;br /&gt;nothing special...&lt;br /&gt;yung bilang lang ng bumati sa akin sa celphone apat lng...&lt;br /&gt;yung isa hindi pa sigurado kung birthday ko nga or hindi...&lt;br /&gt;pero salamat na rin sa nakaalala...&lt;br /&gt;nag-iisip tuloy ako kung kailan kaya ako magkakaroon ng "SUPER SPECIAL" na birthday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-6328152877179504474?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-6557363508077963153</id><published>2007-09-27T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T22:18:08.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wala akong maisip na title</title><content type='html'>kanina pa ako nakaupo dito sa internet shop na ito...&lt;br /&gt;halos isang oras na...&lt;br /&gt;wala ako maisip na ilagay...&lt;br /&gt;kaya wala rin akong maisip na title...&lt;br /&gt;buti na lang naisipan kong...&lt;br /&gt;kwentuhan na lang kayo...&lt;br /&gt;yey naman jan!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days na akong hindi pumapasok sa work ko dito sa olongapo bilang isang dining crew sa isang store ng jollibee...&lt;br /&gt;siguro dahil na rin sa katamaran ko...&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko alam kung magrereport pa ako para magkaduty ulet...&lt;br /&gt;may in-offer kasi yung pinsan ko na work bilang area-representative ng mobius.ph...&lt;br /&gt;10k-12k per kinsenas...&lt;br /&gt;parang gusto ko na rin patulan...&lt;br /&gt;kumpara mo naman sa kinikita ko sa jollibee na wala pa sa kalahati ng offer sa akin...&lt;br /&gt;at hindi pa ako pagod...&lt;br /&gt;dahil sa offer ng pinsan ko...&lt;br /&gt;every monday lang ako pupunta ng manila, every 10am lang ako dapat andun para sa meeting...&lt;br /&gt;tapos tuesday-friday nasa olongapo lang ako at walang gagawin kung hindi pumunta sa mga internet shop...&lt;br /&gt;ok dba???&lt;br /&gt;kaso iniisip ko naman...&lt;br /&gt;anung gagawin ko sa pera...&lt;br /&gt;wala pa namang akong pamilya...&lt;br /&gt;wala naman akong chikas jan...&lt;br /&gt;hehehe...joke...&lt;br /&gt;pero patulan ko na rin...&lt;br /&gt;para may madukot kapag kinailangan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya eto ako ngaun...&lt;br /&gt;pakalat-kalat sa magsaysay drive...&lt;br /&gt;walang kasama, walang mapuntahan...&lt;br /&gt;malapit na ang birthday, beerday daw pala sabi ng isa...&lt;br /&gt;pero problemado at walang masandalan...&lt;br /&gt;pero hayaan na lang natin...&lt;br /&gt;baka maging madrama pa tong post na ito...&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;dito na muna...&lt;br /&gt;malamang kapag nakalipat na ako ng work...&lt;br /&gt;lagi na updated itong post na 'to...&lt;br /&gt;pati tuloy subscribers ko dito tinamad na dumalaw dito sa blog ko...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-6557363508077963153?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/6557363508077963153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=6557363508077963153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;ang tanong dapat ba akong matuwa???&lt;br /&gt;yung mga tao sa paligid ko excited na eh...&lt;br /&gt;pero bakit parang sa akin normal na araw lang ang dadating...&lt;br /&gt;siguro dahil hindi pa ako talaga nagkakaroon ng masayang birthday tulad ng ibang tao...&lt;br /&gt;tinatanong na ako ng mga tao kung ano ang balak ko...&lt;br /&gt;pero sa totoo lang wala akong balak...&lt;br /&gt;ordinaryong araw lang kasi talaga para sa akin yun...&lt;br /&gt;pero sasamantalahin ko na lang ang araw na yun para makasama ko sarili ko...&lt;br /&gt;para kasing hindi ko na nakikilala sarili ko...&lt;br /&gt;para na rin magkaroon ako ng relaxation...&lt;br /&gt;kahit isang araw...&lt;br /&gt;yun lang siguro ang pagkakaiba ng kaarawan ko sa ibang araw...&lt;br /&gt;makakapagpahinga ako...&lt;br /&gt;saka kung gustuhin ko man mag-celebrate...&lt;br /&gt;sino ang gustong magcelebrate kasama ako???&lt;br /&gt;yung mga taong excited sa birthday ko...&lt;br /&gt;excited lng sila pero alam kong hindi rin sila dadating...&lt;br /&gt;busy sa mga kanya-kanyang buhay ang mga yun...&lt;br /&gt;damn...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-5746294808111711732?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/5746294808111711732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=5746294808111711732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/5746294808111711732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/5746294808111711732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/09/kaarawan.html' title='kaarawan'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-1767681496636341369</id><published>2007-09-12T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T15:26:40.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the only people that you need in your life are the ones who prove that they need you in theirs</title><content type='html'>If you really love a person,&lt;br /&gt;you are willing to take all the risks,&lt;br /&gt;the risks of sacrificing,&lt;br /&gt;the risk of pain and the risk of being hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if the one you love don't give back the love gave,&lt;br /&gt;at least you experienced the feeling of loving someone&lt;br /&gt;without expecting something in return.&lt;br /&gt;some people say it is foolish,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that is the true meaning of love,&lt;br /&gt;Sacrificing, yet still loving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sad fact is not the discovery that my princess is committed to someone else,&lt;br /&gt;what's truly pathethic is how i try to snatchthe prince's role for myself,&lt;br /&gt;when in reality,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just the ogre who gets in the way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-1767681496636341369?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/1767681496636341369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-7031846164541621382</id><published>2007-08-06T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T18:17:37.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm done for...</title><content type='html'>no place to go...&lt;br /&gt;I'm all alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahapon wala talaga ako paglagyan...&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko alam kung saan pupunta...&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko alam kung saan lulugar...&lt;br /&gt;may usapan kami ni you-know-who na dadalaw ako sa bahay nila...&lt;br /&gt;kaso sa kasamaang palad...&lt;br /&gt;wala siya(may usapan kami kaso wala siya)&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko na sasabihin kung bakit wala siya...&lt;br /&gt;kaya nung pagdating ko sa bahay nila at wala siya...&lt;br /&gt;umalis na lang ako at naghanap ng lugar na mapupuntahan...&lt;br /&gt;pumunta ako sa comedy bar na lagi ko pinupuntahan kapag gusto ko magsaya or para mawala lungkot ko...&lt;br /&gt;kaso kagabi...&lt;br /&gt;iba...&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko nagawang tumawa...&lt;br /&gt;hindi nila ako napatawa...&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko alam kung korny na ba sila or wala lang talaga...&lt;br /&gt;parang umupo lang ako at uminom ng hindi ko mabilang na bote ng beer...&lt;br /&gt;kaya naisipan kong umalis at pumunta sa dagat...&lt;br /&gt;pumunta ako sa resort ng tropa ko...&lt;br /&gt;siyempre para libre na ako sa entrance...&lt;br /&gt;kaso kamalas-malasan...&lt;br /&gt;wala siya at hindi ako kilala ng guard nila kaya obligado ako magbayad ng entrance fee para pumasok...&lt;br /&gt;kaya ayun ako...&lt;br /&gt;nakaupo malapit sa dagat...&lt;br /&gt;nakatunganga at pinapanuod ang gulong ng alon...&lt;br /&gt;nagpapalipas ng oras...&lt;br /&gt;at ako ay minalas ulet...&lt;br /&gt;umulan...&lt;br /&gt;malakas na ulan...&lt;br /&gt;naisip ko...&lt;br /&gt;ang malas talaga ng buhay ko...&lt;br /&gt;wala ng tropa...&lt;br /&gt;hindi pa nakisama ang panahon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done for...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-7031846164541621382?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/7031846164541621382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=7031846164541621382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/7031846164541621382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/7031846164541621382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-done-for.html' title='I&apos;m done for...'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-8764867644509188730</id><published>2007-08-02T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T14:46:49.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wala ako paglagyan</title><content type='html'>sa mga huling araw hiindi ko na talga alam kung saan ako lulugar...&lt;br /&gt;san man ako mapunta...&lt;br /&gt;akala ko madami akong kaibigan...&lt;br /&gt;madami lang pala akong "kakilala"...&lt;br /&gt;etong mga huling araw gumawa ako ng "observation" sa mga tao sa paligid ko...&lt;br /&gt;sa mga kaibigan dito at doon...&lt;br /&gt;sa mga katrabaho ko dati...&lt;br /&gt;sa mga katrabaho ko noon...&lt;br /&gt;sa dating nagmamahal...&lt;br /&gt;worse sa pamilya ko...&lt;br /&gt;kaya nasabi ko na ganun nga...&lt;br /&gt;una sa mga kaibigan ko...&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko na alam kung nasaan na sila...&lt;br /&gt;nung huling day-off ko...&lt;br /&gt;hinanap ko sila...&lt;br /&gt;tinext ko kung nasaan sila...&lt;br /&gt;walang nagreply...&lt;br /&gt;ayaw na ata nila ako makasama...&lt;br /&gt;lahat ata tinext ko...&lt;br /&gt;khit isa wala...&lt;br /&gt;sa mga katrabaho ko dati...&lt;br /&gt;nasa malayo sila...&lt;br /&gt;malabo na magkasama-sama kami ulet...&lt;br /&gt;sa mga katrabaho ko naman ngayon...&lt;br /&gt;parang pakiramdam ko...&lt;br /&gt;nahihgirapan ako mag-adjust...&lt;br /&gt;onti lang ang masasabi ko sigurong malapit sa akin...&lt;br /&gt;pero hindi ako sigurado kung totoo nga sila...&lt;br /&gt;sa dating nagmamahal...&lt;br /&gt;sinusubukan kong makasama siya minsan...&lt;br /&gt;siya ang huling tinitext ko...&lt;br /&gt;kapag wala na talaga akong makasama...&lt;br /&gt;pero eto wala din...&lt;br /&gt;kasama ko nga...&lt;br /&gt;pero parang hindi...&lt;br /&gt;balewala lang ako...&lt;br /&gt;hindi ako pinapansin...&lt;br /&gt;ayaw ko na sanang makipagkita sa kanya...&lt;br /&gt;dahil balewala nga lang ako...&lt;br /&gt;pero wala na akong no choice...&lt;br /&gt;eto ang malupit...&lt;br /&gt;sa pamilya ko...&lt;br /&gt;parang hindi na ako miyembro ng pamilya namin...&lt;br /&gt;isa sa mga na-obserbahan ko...&lt;br /&gt;kumakain kami...&lt;br /&gt;pina-abot ko ang tubig...&lt;br /&gt;pero wala ring pumansin sa akin...&lt;br /&gt;sa sama ng loob ko...&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko na lang tinapos ang kinakain ko...&lt;br /&gt;tumayo na lang ako sa mesa...&lt;br /&gt;pero pagtayo ko pinansin din ako...&lt;br /&gt;tinanong ako...&lt;br /&gt;sabi...&lt;br /&gt;hindi mo na ba uubusin toh???pakain ko na lang sa aso???&lt;br /&gt;damn!!!&lt;br /&gt;buti ba yung aso...&lt;br /&gt;wala na talaga akong paglagyan...&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko alam kung saan ako lulugar...&lt;br /&gt;bigyan ninyo naman ako ng direction kung saan ako pupunta...&lt;br /&gt;yung may paglalagyan ako...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-8764867644509188730?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/8764867644509188730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=8764867644509188730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/8764867644509188730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/8764867644509188730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/08/wala-ako-paglagyan.html' title='wala ako paglagyan'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-4614104062334324770</id><published>2007-07-26T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T15:11:23.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>usap telepono</title><content type='html'>ikwento ko lng ang isang phone call ko nung isang araw habang nka-break ako sa work ko sa isang fastfood chain na hindi ko na sasabihin ang pangalan...&lt;br /&gt;kaya ko ipapaalam sa inyu ang phone call n ito...&lt;br /&gt;kc hindi ako nkakain at nkapagpahinga nung break ko...&lt;br /&gt;at paa na rin matulungan ko siya sa problema niya...&lt;br /&gt;eto na ang pinakahihintay nyo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nsa crew room ako ng nag-ring ang celfone ko...&lt;br /&gt;nkita ko sa phone # sa manila ang tumatawag...&lt;br /&gt;sinagot ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;js0n:hello? sino toh?&lt;br /&gt;mitch:hoy gago si mitch toh! kamusta?&lt;br /&gt;js0n:aus lng..kaw? bkit k napatawag?&lt;br /&gt;mitch:wla lng. gs2 ko lng eh.&lt;br /&gt;js0n:so ano na lagay jan? ano na nangyayare jan?&lt;br /&gt;micth:wla. ganun p rin.&lt;br /&gt;js0n:hulaan ko may gusto ka sabihin noh?&lt;br /&gt;mitch:gago! wla.&lt;br /&gt;js0n:meron.hehehe&lt;br /&gt;mitch:si mig eh.&lt;br /&gt;js0n:ano d m p rin ba nasabi? wla nman mwawala sau pag sinabi mo eh.&lt;br /&gt;mitch:eh kc nman eh&lt;br /&gt;js0n:gusto mo ako magsabi?&lt;br /&gt;mitch:papatayin kita!&lt;br /&gt;js0n:oh ano pala.&lt;br /&gt;mitch:ntatakot ako eh. bka kc matulad ako sa inyo nung ex mo.&lt;br /&gt;js0n:ah yun ba? kung sabagay may point ka.&lt;br /&gt;mitch:ska baka mangyare ulet ung nangyare skin nun. lam m un dba??&lt;br /&gt;js0n:may point ka ulet. pero hayaan mo lng b na masayang yan?&lt;br /&gt;mitch:cguro&lt;br /&gt;js0n:eh sira ka pala eh.&lt;br /&gt;mitch:ang hirap kaya! bkit ikaw!&lt;br /&gt;js0n:anung ako?!&lt;br /&gt;mitch:wala. tanong ko bkit mahal mo p rin siya?&lt;br /&gt;js0n:wag mo na itanong? lam mo nman dba?&lt;br /&gt;mitch:ui nbsa mo ba ung nsa Cbox mo. sbi niya wag m daw pagckckan sarili mo sa taong ayaw na sau? sumthin like dat. ntawa nlng ako. eh d k nman nmin pinagsisiksikan sa kanya. wla kami paki dun kung ayaw na niya sau.&lt;br /&gt;js0n:hayaan mo na? (Hoy js0n hindi ka pa ba kukuha ng meal mo! - kawork ko)&lt;br /&gt;mitch:kaya nga hinayaan ko nalang. hirap kausap nun. hindi pala kami naintindihan. ang punto lng nman nmin. ay ayusin niya. sinira na nga niya relasyon nyung dalawa nun dagdag mo pa na sinira niya rin pagkakaibigan niyo.&lt;br /&gt;js0n:wla nkong mgagawa dun.&lt;br /&gt;mitch:tama ka. hindi ka nagkulang. hindi lang siya nakuntento.&lt;br /&gt;js0n:tama na. anu sasabihin mo b kay mig? or ako magsasabi.&lt;br /&gt;mitch:wag yaan mo ako magsabi. bwelo lng ako.&lt;br /&gt;js0n:bilisan mo. tangina nagugutom nko. hanggang 1am pko d2 sa work ko. tpos pasok pko ulet ng umaga d2.&lt;br /&gt;mitch:cge na nga. tawagan nlng kita ulet next time. magreply k nman kc!&lt;br /&gt;js0n:nagloloko p ung phone ko na globe eh. sbihin m n rin pla kay nico. bumili na siya ng phone niya. kukunin ko na phone ko sa kanya. pa-swap ko eh&lt;br /&gt;mitch:cge.&lt;br /&gt;js0n:pero mahal mo na ba talaga si mig?&lt;br /&gt;mitch:Oo&lt;br /&gt;js0n:yun nman pla eh. sasabihin mo lng sa kanya. yun lng gagawin mo pra sa sarili mo.&lt;br /&gt;mitch:oo na duwag nko. bwelo lng nga ako. pano cge na. babush nah!&lt;br /&gt;js0n:cge ingat kau jan. dalaw nlng ako minsan jan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BEEP&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ntapos na ang phone call...&lt;br /&gt;ngaun miggy...&lt;br /&gt;kpag nbsa mo toh...&lt;br /&gt;bwahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;pti n rin kaw mitch!!!&lt;br /&gt;bhala n kau...&lt;br /&gt;tinulungan ko na kaung dalawa...&lt;br /&gt;pra kay mitch...&lt;br /&gt;MAHAL KA RIN NI MIGGY...&lt;br /&gt;mga engot!!!&lt;br /&gt;puro kau pkiramdaman!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-4614104062334324770?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/4614104062334324770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=4614104062334324770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/4614104062334324770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/4614104062334324770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/07/usap-telepono.html' title='usap telepono'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-846709389446422354</id><published>2007-07-15T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T15:04:12.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>buhay yan!!!</title><content type='html'>find a person who wants to kiss your lips everyday...&lt;br /&gt;who lifts you when your jealous...&lt;br /&gt;who patiently keeps silent when your mad...&lt;br /&gt;who fixes your hair just to see your face...&lt;br /&gt;the one who wants to have lunch with you w/ his/her family...&lt;br /&gt;the one who shares his/her drinks with you...&lt;br /&gt;who squeezes your hand together when you squeeze his/her...&lt;br /&gt;the one who'll want to cut 1 day of work just to have a date with you...&lt;br /&gt;find someone who plans and imagines his/her future with you 5 years from now...&lt;br /&gt;and when you find him/her don't let go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mga tol ewan ko lng kng 22o yan nbasa nyu ah...&lt;br /&gt;skin kc gnyan na ganyan iniwan pko eh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-846709389446422354?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/846709389446422354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=846709389446422354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/846709389446422354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/846709389446422354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/07/find-person-who-wants-to-kiss-your-lips.html' title='buhay yan!!!'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-7606424655126083727</id><published>2007-07-09T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T15:56:31.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madilim</title><content type='html'>sa olongapo at manila...&lt;br /&gt;kpag gabi at tumingin ka sa langit...&lt;br /&gt;hindi ito madilim...&lt;br /&gt;maliwanag...&lt;br /&gt;kaya ang akala ko...&lt;br /&gt;ganito na talaga ang kulay ng langit sa gabi...&lt;br /&gt;mali pala ako...&lt;br /&gt;kagabi pumunta ako sa isang parte sa zambales dahil sinamahan ko si you-know-who...&lt;br /&gt;gabi n un nung papnta kmi sa sakayan ng bus pabalik ng Olongapo...&lt;br /&gt;napansin ko nung nglalakad kami...&lt;br /&gt;kulay itim p rin pla and langit kapag gabi...&lt;br /&gt;pero pagbalik ng Olongapo...&lt;br /&gt;mas madilim pa sa gabi ang nangyari skin...&lt;br /&gt;may natanggap na balita...&lt;br /&gt;kailangan daw bago siya umabot sa age na 21...&lt;br /&gt;mkaalis n xa ng Pilipinas...&lt;br /&gt;at mag-21 xa in less than a year...&lt;br /&gt;nung sinabi niya sa akin yun...&lt;br /&gt;bumilis takbo ng isip ko...&lt;br /&gt;turning 21 in less than a year-no more time...&lt;br /&gt;hindi pwede madelay pag-alis niya-pero pwede mapaaga&lt;br /&gt;naiyak ako dahil naisip ko...&lt;br /&gt;etong mga huling buwan na andito pa siya bago ang alis niya...&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko na masusulit ang mga natitirang panahon na andito pa siya...&lt;br /&gt;balewala na lang kasi ako sa kanya...&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko sana makasama siya hanggang sa bago siya umalis...&lt;br /&gt;pero parang makasarili naman ako...&lt;br /&gt;at kung may pagbibigyan siya ng huling panahon...&lt;br /&gt;hindi ako yun...&lt;br /&gt;malabo maging ako...&lt;br /&gt;nakayuko na lang ako sa harapan niya pagkatapos niya sabihin yun...&lt;br /&gt;umiiyak...&lt;br /&gt;samantalang sa kanya parang wala lang...&lt;br /&gt;pinagtatawanan pa niya ako habang umiiyak...&lt;br /&gt;NASAMPAL ko siya...&lt;br /&gt;kahit ayaw ko...&lt;br /&gt;para tumigil siya...&lt;br /&gt;pero hindi ko nagawa yun dahil sa ginagawa niya akong katawa-tawa...&lt;br /&gt;nagawa ko yun dahil sa sakit...&lt;br /&gt;dahil sa hirap...&lt;br /&gt;ang gusto sabhin ng sampal na yun...&lt;br /&gt;mahalin mo naman ako ulit pakiusap...&lt;br /&gt;dahil nawala ka na minsan sa akin...&lt;br /&gt;ayaw ko ng malayo ka pa...&lt;br /&gt;pero nagalit siya...&lt;br /&gt;kaya umuwi na ako...&lt;br /&gt;ayaw ko ng makipagtalo...&lt;br /&gt;nung lumabas ako ng compound nila...&lt;br /&gt;lumingon ako...&lt;br /&gt;baka makita ko pa siya...&lt;br /&gt;nasa isip ko...&lt;br /&gt;eto na huli kong paglingon ko sa bahay nila...&lt;br /&gt;ugali ko na kasi ang lumingon kapag may kasama akong naglalakad at naiiwan siya dahil sa bilis ng lakad ko...&lt;br /&gt;lumilingon ako para sabhin sa kasabay ko maglakad ng hinihintay kita...&lt;br /&gt;pero wala rin siguro...&lt;br /&gt;at sa kasamaang palad...&lt;br /&gt;and sama ng kanta sa jeep na sinakyan ko...&lt;br /&gt;all i want is to hold you forever...&lt;br /&gt;biglang tumugtog pagkasakay ko...&lt;br /&gt;napilitan akong bumaba ng jeep sa gitna ng biyahe...&lt;br /&gt;dahil hindi ko mapipigilan na umiyak ulit nun...&lt;br /&gt;at ayaw ko dahil sa harap pa ng maraming tao...&lt;br /&gt;pagkauwi ko...&lt;br /&gt;walang dalawang isip na kinuha ko mga gamit ko na naka-ayos na...&lt;br /&gt;dahil papunta ako ng manila...&lt;br /&gt;nagpaalam ako sa mama ko...&lt;br /&gt;hindi na ako nakatulog kahit sa biyahe papunta dito sa manila...&lt;br /&gt;gustuhin ko man matulog at kumain hindi ko magawa...&lt;br /&gt;kaya ngayon andito ako sa Conference Meeting namin para sa isang Commercial Ad na gagawin namin...&lt;br /&gt;patay ang utak ko...&lt;br /&gt;blangko...&lt;br /&gt;walang kain...&lt;br /&gt;walang tulog...&lt;br /&gt;kasalukuyan na lunch break namin ngayon kaya nagawa ko gumawa ng ganito...&lt;br /&gt;at ngayon naisip-isip ko...&lt;br /&gt;isasarado ko na lahat ng emosyon ko sa lahat ng tao...&lt;br /&gt;hindi na akong makikitang masaya o malungkot...&lt;br /&gt;makikita nila akong nakangiti pero maskara lang yun...&lt;br /&gt;eto na rin siguro ang magiging huling post ko dito...&lt;br /&gt;matatagalan ako bago mag-post ulit...&lt;br /&gt;dahil tulad nga ng sinabi ko hindi niyo na malalaman ang nararamdaman ko...&lt;br /&gt;gagawin ko 'to para maiwasan ko masaktan at masaktan pa lalo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-7606424655126083727?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/7606424655126083727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=7606424655126083727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/7606424655126083727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/7606424655126083727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/07/madilim.html' title='Madilim'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-4746898552724056433</id><published>2007-07-07T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T15:53:56.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiding on in vain</title><content type='html'>The continuation of a dream&lt;br /&gt;Certainly it's to make me smile...&lt;br /&gt;Even when people get hurt...&lt;br /&gt;I walk on...&lt;br /&gt;I'm going down a road that I believe in&lt;br /&gt;So on this journey...&lt;br /&gt;I know that An unchanging love Is going to be next to me&lt;br /&gt;On this road that continues on for a long ways I'm going to boldly walk on,&lt;br /&gt;with all my might...&lt;br /&gt;how I wish that if you smile&lt;br /&gt;For everyone throughout the world to be happy I wish...&lt;br /&gt;Say hello to what's waiting&lt;br /&gt;Cross road...&lt;br /&gt;It's tough to look back on it...&lt;br /&gt;bitter...&lt;br /&gt;It's like this world is in monochrome...&lt;br /&gt;but From that time that I started walking It's been changing...&lt;br /&gt;before I know it A picture from the past is once again In my color...&lt;br /&gt;That alone...&lt;br /&gt;I wish, that if you smile For everyone throughout the world to be happy I wish...&lt;br /&gt;Say hello to what's waiting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-4746898552724056433?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/4746898552724056433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=4746898552724056433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/4746898552724056433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/4746898552724056433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/07/holiding-on-in-vain.html' title='holiding on in vain'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-470092440964679244</id><published>2007-07-07T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T13:17:52.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ako daw hero nya(nuon)</title><content type='html'>sus...&lt;br /&gt;npadaan ako sa myspace profile ni you-know-who...&lt;br /&gt;guess wat i saw...&lt;br /&gt;nkita ko ung heroes section nya...&lt;br /&gt;nkita ko kung cnu hero nya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ME and MY SELF... of course.... GOD... n JAYSON MANGLICMOT... that was before... jayson... but now??? i dont think so..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan ang exact words na naka-post dun...&lt;br /&gt;sakit ah!!!&lt;br /&gt;pero...&lt;br /&gt;ang kapal...&lt;br /&gt;d2 plng...&lt;br /&gt;nkita ko na kng gaano kakapal ang mukha nya...&lt;br /&gt;wasn't she thinking when she posted that???&lt;br /&gt;hindi ba nya alam na kaya ako lumalayo dahil sa kanya...&lt;br /&gt;kung sabagay...&lt;br /&gt;kung ikaw ba naman ang may utak katulad ng sa kanya...&lt;br /&gt;baka ganun din ang gawin mo...&lt;br /&gt;pero nuong may mga problema ka sa pamilya mo...&lt;br /&gt;p*tang ina!!!&lt;br /&gt;kanino mo nilabas mga sama ng loob mo!!!&lt;br /&gt;nung hindi mo na kaya lahat...&lt;br /&gt;kanino ka nagsusumbong!!!&lt;br /&gt;tapos ngayon papnta siya dito sa bahay namin dahil ipapagawa niya ang laptop nila???&lt;br /&gt;hindi ako superhero ngayon para pagbigyan siya...&lt;br /&gt;ibabato ko silang dalawa ng laptop niya palabas ng bahay namin!!!&lt;br /&gt;sobrang kapal na niya talaga...&lt;br /&gt;hindi na daw niya ako hero...&lt;br /&gt;pero ngayon ano???&lt;br /&gt;kelangan niya ang tulong ng tulad ko...&lt;br /&gt;kapag ako talaga nabwisit...&lt;br /&gt;baka gamitin ko ang pagiging shinigami ko sa kanya...&lt;br /&gt;at mapatay ko siya sa pamamagitan ng pagtanggal ko ng kaluluwa niya sa katawan niya ang putulin ang ugnayan nito sa mundo ng tao...&lt;br /&gt;sh*t...&lt;br /&gt;anu ba ang sinabi...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;sorry i was just goofing around...&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;hintayin kung ano ang mangyayare...&lt;br /&gt;padating na siya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-470092440964679244?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/470092440964679244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=470092440964679244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/470092440964679244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/470092440964679244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/07/ako-daw-hero-nyanuon.html' title='ako daw hero nya(nuon)'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-6093409952256530776</id><published>2007-07-03T18:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T19:19:00.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad luck</title><content type='html'>ang haba ng araw ko...&lt;br /&gt;sa huling 48 hrs. na lumipas sa buhay ko...&lt;br /&gt;parang dalawang taon ang dumman sa akin...&lt;br /&gt;kahapon nag-ayos ng mga papeles ko...&lt;br /&gt;nakuha ko rin naman agad yung mga inaayos ko...&lt;br /&gt;pero sa kamalas-malasang pangyayari...&lt;br /&gt;nawala ang envelope ko na pinag-lalagyan ko ng mga papeles...&lt;br /&gt;kasamang nawala ang&lt;br /&gt;high school diploma(Original)&lt;br /&gt;Certificate of Live Birth(Original din)&lt;br /&gt;SSS E-1 form(Original din)&lt;br /&gt;Police Clearnace(Original din)&lt;br /&gt;pansin ko puro mga Original ang nawala ko...&lt;br /&gt;kanina...&lt;br /&gt;pumunta ulet ako sa kuhaan ng Police Clearance...&lt;br /&gt;sakto!!!&lt;br /&gt;andun ung tropa kong nagtatrabaho dun...&lt;br /&gt;nakalusot agad...&lt;br /&gt;nkuha ko agad Police Clearance ko na bago...&lt;br /&gt;punta naman ako ng SSS...&lt;br /&gt;30 mins lng...&lt;br /&gt;naverify ko agad SSS number ko...&lt;br /&gt;ok na...&lt;br /&gt;pagod at pamasahe lng ang nawawala sa akin...&lt;br /&gt;bumalik ako sa eskwelahan ko nung High School...&lt;br /&gt;iba na pala yung lugar ng Principal's Office at High School Registrar...&lt;br /&gt;yung room ko nung 2nd year...&lt;br /&gt;yun na pala yung Principal's Office...&lt;br /&gt;bwisit kasi yung mga guard...&lt;br /&gt;ayaw akong papasukin nung una...&lt;br /&gt;at ayaw ituro kung san yung Principal's Office na bago...&lt;br /&gt;pero dati nung High School pa lang ako...&lt;br /&gt;takot na takot ako pumasok sa Principal's Office...&lt;br /&gt;dahil isa sa mga dahilan ko ng pagpasok nun sa Office ng Principal eh may atraso ako...&lt;br /&gt;pero kanina...&lt;br /&gt;iba yung naging pagtanggap nila sa akin...&lt;br /&gt;parang natuwa sila na nakita nila ulit ako...&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko nga lang nakita yung adviser ko nung 4th year...&lt;br /&gt;siguro may klase siya...&lt;br /&gt;pero yung masungit namin na registrar nuon...&lt;br /&gt;sir na ang tawag sa akin...&lt;br /&gt;wow!!!&lt;br /&gt;bumaliktad na ata ang mundo...&lt;br /&gt;pero ok na yun...&lt;br /&gt;kaysa naman sinungit-sungitan ako nun...&lt;br /&gt;ganun pala yun...&lt;br /&gt;kapag hindi na sila ang mas mataas sa'yo...&lt;br /&gt;parang pantay-pantay na lang...&lt;br /&gt;paglabas ko pa ng Office nun...&lt;br /&gt;nag-ring yung bell...&lt;br /&gt;ibang pakiramdam naramdaman ko...&lt;br /&gt;dati kapag naririnig ko yun...&lt;br /&gt;tatakbo na ako pabalik sa Class Room...&lt;br /&gt;o kaya ay gigising na ako nun(lagi kasi ako tulog sa Class Room)...&lt;br /&gt;time na ibig sabhin nun at padating na ang teacher namin...&lt;br /&gt;ngayon hindi ko pinansin...&lt;br /&gt;yung dating mundo ng high school na ginagalawan ko...&lt;br /&gt;ngayon parang iba na...&lt;br /&gt;parang hindi ko na mundo(hindi na nga pala)...&lt;br /&gt;parang ang sarap maging high school ulit...&lt;br /&gt;ang dami kong naalala...&lt;br /&gt;sana hindi na natapos ang buhay high school namin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-6093409952256530776?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/6093409952256530776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=6093409952256530776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;nagkaroon n ata ako ng writer's block...&lt;br /&gt;wlang lumalabas sa isipan ko...&lt;br /&gt;as in blanko!!!&lt;br /&gt;blanko lahat...&lt;br /&gt;d ako mkapag-isip ng maaus...&lt;br /&gt;dhil sa mga tao jan na walang kwenta...&lt;br /&gt;walang ginawa kng hindi magbigay ng pasakit skin!!!&lt;br /&gt;npakadami na ng ginawa mong hindi maganda skin...&lt;br /&gt;my araw k din...&lt;br /&gt;sa loob ng limang taon na pagkakila2 ko sau...&lt;br /&gt;pinagsisisihan ko ang unang araw na kinausap kita...&lt;br /&gt;pinagsisisihan ko na niya2 ktang sumayaw...&lt;br /&gt;pinagsisisihan ko na dinamayan kita sa problema mo na sa sarili mo na sinasabi mo skin...&lt;br /&gt;pinagsisisihan ko na naging malapit ang loob ko sau...&lt;br /&gt;pinagsisisihan ko na naging bestfriend kita...&lt;br /&gt;pinagsisisihan ko na minahal kita...&lt;br /&gt;pinagsisisihan ko na niligawan kita...&lt;br /&gt;pinagsisisihan ko na naging tayo...&lt;br /&gt;pero ang pinagsisisihan ko sa lahat napabayaan kita nung skin ka pa...&lt;br /&gt;sana hindi naging gnito kung hindi nlng tau nagkakilala...&lt;br /&gt;hindi sna kita npabayaan...&lt;br /&gt;hindi m sna ako iniwan...&lt;br /&gt;ngaun may mahal k ng iba...&lt;br /&gt;pinagsisisihan kong nabuhay pa ako...&lt;br /&gt;sana sa ibang panahon o lugar nlng ako nabuhay...&lt;br /&gt;hindi sana ganun...&lt;br /&gt;hindi sana ganito...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-3861858203843968167?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/3861858203843968167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=3861858203843968167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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part of me...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I can have it back again or not...&lt;br /&gt;all I know is I can only sit and watch the stars at night...&lt;br /&gt;waiting for something to happen...&lt;br /&gt;even though I know that my life had plunged from heaven down to hell...&lt;br /&gt;I'm still seaching for myself...&lt;br /&gt;still waiting...&lt;br /&gt;still asking what the hell went wrong...&lt;br /&gt;then I forgot that I'm in hell...&lt;br /&gt;asking what the hell went wrong...&lt;br /&gt;so now that I'm being burned alive in hell...&lt;br /&gt;I hoped your satisfied now...&lt;br /&gt;that you are all the reasons of all my sufferings...&lt;br /&gt;I'll see y'all in hell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-3878182026122115534?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-5332586156080135654</id><published>2007-06-22T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T15:13:13.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hatred</title><content type='html'>I want to be six feet under...&lt;br /&gt;so no one would ever wonder...&lt;br /&gt;why i wanted to be in that cold place...&lt;br /&gt;no light, just darkness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;down there no one would say anything bad to me...&lt;br /&gt;nor do anything bad to me...&lt;br /&gt;my broken heart would be buried along with my memories of you...&lt;br /&gt;sooner then you would forget my face along with my name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will see whenever i wanted to...&lt;br /&gt;but you will never see me...&lt;br /&gt;you would never hear a word from me...&lt;br /&gt;cause i'm as thin as air...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if ever you would go to my resting place...&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to cry...&lt;br /&gt;for tears would do nothing...&lt;br /&gt;it's just a waste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waste...&lt;br /&gt;i'm such a waste...&lt;br /&gt;I watn to die this very minute...&lt;br /&gt;right where I'm sitting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have wasted a lot of my time on you...&lt;br /&gt;thinking you're the person I'm going to spend my life with...&lt;br /&gt;we had them all planned...&lt;br /&gt;but left me all alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now how can i go on...&lt;br /&gt;if nothing is left of me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-5332586156080135654?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/5332586156080135654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-9192818815448212938</id><published>2007-06-21T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T13:55:15.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quotable quotes...</title><content type='html'>why am I falling for someone I can't be with...&lt;br /&gt;why do I get over heels for someone who is impossible to be mine...&lt;br /&gt;am I destined to be hurt...&lt;br /&gt;or am I just a fool who fantasy sombody out of my reach???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to smile to show I'm not hurt...&lt;br /&gt;to giggle...&lt;br /&gt;to pretend I'm okay...&lt;br /&gt;it's hard to laugh after I have cried...&lt;br /&gt;what is worst is...&lt;br /&gt;I'm still inlove even after u have said "Goodbye"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's quite ironic that in life,&lt;br /&gt;the person that brings out the best in you and the one that makes you strong is actually your weakness...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-9192818815448212938?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/9192818815448212938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=9192818815448212938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/9192818815448212938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/9192818815448212938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/06/quotable-quotes.html' title='quotable quotes...'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-5718027559886033145</id><published>2007-06-16T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T20:09:45.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bout my haircut</title><content type='html'>remember what I said about telling you what would my friends say when they see me with my new haircut???&lt;br /&gt;damn!!!&lt;br /&gt;i got so many reactions that I think I wouldn't have eniugh time to tell you all...&lt;br /&gt;so that's why I would juct be telling you some of it...&lt;br /&gt;some said this "OMG! why did you cut your hair?! what came to your mind?! why did you do that?! such a waste!&lt;br /&gt;this are just some...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-5718027559886033145?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/5718027559886033145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=5718027559886033145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/5718027559886033145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/5718027559886033145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/06/bout-my-haircut.html' title='bout my haircut'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-4170469671528967216</id><published>2007-06-16T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T14:52:51.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sickness</title><content type='html'>yesterday I woke up not feeling very well...&lt;br /&gt;up until now...&lt;br /&gt;I'm still now feeling very well...&lt;br /&gt;my sickness is taking it's toll on me...&lt;br /&gt;I have spouted blood too many times yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;I think it's been too long that I have been keeping it a secret...&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm dying...&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to just sit here and die!!!&lt;br /&gt;and another one is that my emotional depression is also making my sickness worse...&lt;br /&gt;wish I had a medicine that could make my feeling much more better...&lt;br /&gt;if you guys could just only see me...&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't barely stand up!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-4170469671528967216?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/4170469671528967216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=4170469671528967216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/4170469671528967216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/4170469671528967216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/06/sickness.html' title='sickness'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-3516403048087543967</id><published>2007-06-15T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T14:19:49.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hang-over</title><content type='html'>God!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm still feeling drunk...&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to drink myself to death last night...&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to kill someone...&lt;br /&gt;good thing I got a hold of myself...&lt;br /&gt;I don't what could might have happened last night...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not this type of guy who would approach someone and wanted to kick his ass...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even a bully...&lt;br /&gt;who always picks fights...&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go back to the day when i was i kid...&lt;br /&gt;no problems...&lt;br /&gt;no worries...&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;no broken heart...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-3516403048087543967?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/3516403048087543967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-7336688496053902443</id><published>2007-06-13T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T15:31:15.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the devil's cry</title><content type='html'>Can angels really make devils weep...&lt;br /&gt;you know what???&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe in before...&lt;br /&gt;but now...I think I believe in that...&lt;br /&gt;so that's why as much as I can...&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to stay as a secret,&lt;br /&gt;like walking in the dark,&lt;br /&gt;if no one knows me,&lt;br /&gt;no one cares then that would be fine,&lt;br /&gt;at least, no one can break my heart...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-7336688496053902443?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/7336688496053902443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=7336688496053902443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/7336688496053902443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/7336688496053902443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/06/devils-cry.html' title='the devil&apos;s cry'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-2950885505364032592</id><published>2007-06-10T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T17:14:31.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haircut</title><content type='html'>omg!!!&lt;br /&gt;after almost 7 months...&lt;br /&gt;i got my hair trimmed!!!&lt;br /&gt;this my first haircut for this year...&lt;br /&gt;i wished i have somenone accompanied me while a was having my haircut...&lt;br /&gt;but sadly...&lt;br /&gt;i was with myself...&lt;br /&gt;i decided to have a long hair last year when you-know-who-she-is left philippines...&lt;br /&gt;so now she is here...&lt;br /&gt;and saw me yesterday and recognized me...&lt;br /&gt;i now decided to have my haircut...&lt;br /&gt;so it would take her a hard time to recognize me the next time she'll see me...&lt;br /&gt;but you know what???&lt;br /&gt;i before i took my haircut...&lt;br /&gt;i asked her to come with me...&lt;br /&gt;after all...&lt;br /&gt;she was the reason i had o long hair...&lt;br /&gt;but sadly again...&lt;br /&gt;she didn't come...&lt;br /&gt;so that's how the stor goes...&lt;br /&gt;maybe if my friends see with hair right now...&lt;br /&gt;they'll be shocked...&lt;br /&gt;but let's see what they're reaction would be...&lt;br /&gt;i'll tell you on my next post...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-2950885505364032592?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/2950885505364032592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=2950885505364032592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/2950885505364032592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/2950885505364032592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/06/haircut.html' title='haircut'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-4371846231422553867</id><published>2007-06-08T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T13:21:34.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>walang maipost</title><content type='html'>sa mga oras n toh...&lt;br /&gt;dko alam kng kng excited b ako or kabado...&lt;br /&gt;mga ilang oras nlng...&lt;br /&gt;and2 n ang antagonist...&lt;br /&gt;you-know-who-she-is...&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko alam kng ano b ang magiging reaction ko kpag ngkita n kme...&lt;br /&gt;ngda2lawang isip p nga ako kng mgpakita b ako o hindi...&lt;br /&gt;hindi matahimik kalooban ko ngaun...&lt;br /&gt;parang ngaun...&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko alam kng anu ang ititipa ko s keyboard n hawak ko ngaun...&lt;br /&gt;pro pinipilit ko p rin ptakbuhin utak ko pra mdjo mgkaroon nman ng laman itong blog ko...&lt;br /&gt;boring nman cguro kung mga walang kwentang mga salita lng ang mabasa nyo d2...&lt;br /&gt;hindi nyo mki2ta kng ano ang laman utak ko...&lt;br /&gt;kya pinipilit ko n i-express ang sarili ko pra mas lalo niyo maunawaan...&lt;br /&gt;prang sa mga libro...&lt;br /&gt;kpag binabasa ntin...&lt;br /&gt;damang dama ntin ang nila2man ng utak ng writer dahil sa mga salitang nka-imprenta...&lt;br /&gt;pro kng hindi ntin uunawain ang nila2man ng utak ng writer...&lt;br /&gt;2lad nga ng sabi ng isang writer...&lt;br /&gt;pra k lng humawak ng papel na may tinta...&lt;br /&gt;wlang sense...&lt;br /&gt;sayang nman ang mga puno ng gnawang papel hindi b???&lt;br /&gt;kya sana maging mahaba pasensya niyo skin n basahin ang mga life-story ko...&lt;br /&gt;nagsi2mula plng kc ako mgsulat eh...&lt;br /&gt;gnagawa ko tong blogging bilang stepping stone ko bago maging isang magaling na writer...&lt;br /&gt;ayan!!!&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko namalayan...&lt;br /&gt;umiral n pagiging mdaldal ko!!!&lt;br /&gt;ang dami ko n pala naitype...&lt;br /&gt;at ang dami n rin message sa Yahoo! messenger ko...&lt;br /&gt;dami ka-chat eh...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;ingat kau!!!&lt;br /&gt;sa su2nod n post ulet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-4371846231422553867?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-3005123416637401924</id><published>2007-06-06T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T15:38:39.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#@&amp;&gt;!</title><content type='html'>s tingin nyu b nagmura ako sa title ng post ng toh...&lt;br /&gt;pra s morality sa2bihin ko na hindi...&lt;br /&gt;gnyan lng tlga nra2mdam ko ngaun...&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko alam kng ano b tlga...&lt;br /&gt;hindi maidefine...&lt;br /&gt;gets???&lt;br /&gt;by the way...&lt;br /&gt;wla p pla akong topic...&lt;br /&gt;eto n pra may topic...&lt;br /&gt;alam nyu b after almost six months...&lt;br /&gt;nagsimba ako last sunday...&lt;br /&gt;it was june 3, 2007&lt;br /&gt;weeeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;s tingin nyu b...&lt;br /&gt;return of the comeback ko n toh???&lt;br /&gt;balik buhay na kaya ako???&lt;br /&gt;abangan nlng ntin sa su2nod na kabanata...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-3005123416637401924?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/3005123416637401924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=3005123416637401924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/3005123416637401924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/3005123416637401924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='#@&amp;&gt;!'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-3613693454611083520</id><published>2007-06-01T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T14:11:23.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st of the month</title><content type='html'>hingang malamin...1st of the month...&lt;br /&gt;grabe...&lt;br /&gt;gnito p rin ang lagay ko...&lt;br /&gt;prang wlang pa22nguhan ang takbo ng buhay ko...&lt;br /&gt;kya nga ako ntagalan bago mag post ulet...&lt;br /&gt;dahil sa dami ng iniicp kng panu ko mairerevert ang buhay ko...&lt;br /&gt;sa dami ng iniicp ko 2lad ng...&lt;br /&gt;klangan ko ng bagong trabaho...&lt;br /&gt;klangan ko magtago next wik...dhil sa pagdating ng isang antagonist...&lt;br /&gt;klangan ko muna aucn ang mga dpat ko aucn pra mkpag-icp nko ng maaus...&lt;br /&gt;ibang level na tong pinagdadaanan ko...&lt;br /&gt;prang class "S" na kumpara sa ghost fighter...&lt;br /&gt;pro hindi ako nwa2lan ng pag-asa dhil alam ko...&lt;br /&gt;anjan ang pulis pangkalawakan na si shaider...&lt;br /&gt;at tu2lungan nya ako...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-3613693454611083520?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/3613693454611083520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=3613693454611083520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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to start with this post. I've been so down this past few days that I can't think straight. I can't stand sitting all day watching the passes me by. I want to do something new, not sitting all day doing nothing. And I want to solve my problems, being jobless, hopeless and don't forget being loveless hehehe. Just right now I can't think straight on what i should type. So I guess this is farewell for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-200507642023146348?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/200507642023146348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=200507642023146348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/200507642023146348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/200507642023146348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/05/untitledhehe.html' title='untitled..(hehe)'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-77799871884126708</id><published>2007-05-20T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T19:04:37.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>someone is asking for help</title><content type='html'>If you saw this girl, contact &lt;br /&gt;00 351 282 405 400&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a382/hibang/maria.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madeleine McCann, 4 years old,disappeared from The Ocean Club resort, Praia da Luz, Lagos, Portugal, in the evening of May 3, 2007. Police says that she was kidnapped by an english man. There is also a russian suspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a382/hibang/iris.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madeleine´s right eye is unusual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just copied this post from someone here in blogger. i only noticed yesterday her message. so for the people who views my blogs pls post repost this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-77799871884126708?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/77799871884126708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=77799871884126708&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/77799871884126708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/77799871884126708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/05/someone-is-asking-for-help.html' title='someone is asking for help'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-3877243409813925006</id><published>2007-05-16T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T16:08:12.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DRUNK!!!</title><content type='html'>waaaahhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;12:00nn nko umuwe knina sa bahay...&lt;br /&gt;dami naming nainom sa bahay nila...&lt;br /&gt;isang bote ng black label at dalawang case ng red horse...&lt;br /&gt;woooh!!!&lt;br /&gt;kalunod yun!!!&lt;br /&gt;ampf...bagsak ako...ksma ung dalwang tropa...cla arki at topher...&lt;br /&gt;so...d2 nlng muna ulet...pnta pko presinto nakulong kc ung tropa ko eh...&lt;br /&gt;nkasagasa siya ng traffic police...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;kng gusto niyo siya mkilala siya nsa picture na nasa baba ng post ng to...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-3877243409813925006?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/3877243409813925006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=3877243409813925006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/3877243409813925006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/3877243409813925006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/05/drunk.html' title='DRUNK!!!'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-2725010218832751154</id><published>2007-05-15T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T15:09:54.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>election time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a382/hibang/hanavote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a382/hibang/hanavote.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;picture toh ng tropa ko...&lt;br /&gt;gnawa ko lng ngaun...&lt;br /&gt;boring dito eh...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-2725010218832751154?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/2725010218832751154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=2725010218832751154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/2725010218832751154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/2725010218832751154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/05/election-time.html' title='election time'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-6725749927263753363</id><published>2007-05-15T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T14:20:40.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>buhay broadband</title><content type='html'>buhay broadband nga naman...&lt;br /&gt;it's already taking it's toll in me...&lt;br /&gt;sinusumpong nko ng migraine...&lt;br /&gt;nakaharap na nga sa computer sa work...&lt;br /&gt;nakaharap par rin sa computer pagkauwi...&lt;br /&gt;browse dito, laro dito, kain onte, laro ulet...&lt;br /&gt;buti na lang at hindi ko nakakalimutan mag post ng blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto pa ng isip ko pero yung katawan ko sumusuko na...&lt;br /&gt;yan ang mga tumatakbo sa isip ko nitong mga huling araw...&lt;br /&gt;sobrang dami kong ginawang trabaho...&lt;br /&gt;samahan mo pa ng pabago-bago ng panahon...&lt;br /&gt;maaraw ngaun, uulan mamaya...&lt;br /&gt;pag umuulan medyo nalulungkot ako...&lt;br /&gt;ang dami ko naalala kapag umuulan...&lt;br /&gt;kaya para makalimutan ko ang mga naaalala ko...&lt;br /&gt;nagbabasa na lang ako ng libro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero tama na ang drama...&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko na magbasketball!!!&lt;br /&gt;ilang araw na rin hindi ako nkakapaglaro...&lt;br /&gt;bad3p!!!&lt;br /&gt;baka malaos nko nito...&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way malapit na nga pala ang fiesta ng barangay namin...&lt;br /&gt;may 22 na...&lt;br /&gt;yahoong yahoo!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-6725749927263753363?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-6279673422858620125</id><published>2007-05-13T16:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T16:35:57.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lagi nko mag uupdate!!!</title><content type='html'>weee!!!&lt;br /&gt;ngpakabit n kmi ng broadband...&lt;br /&gt;pde nko lage mgbabad s net...&lt;br /&gt;lagi ko n rin kau maiuupdate s mga nangyayare s buhay ko...&lt;br /&gt;anu mga kabagang???&lt;br /&gt;aus b un???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-6279673422858620125?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/6279673422858620125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-2765244034180978452</id><published>2007-05-07T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T17:12:33.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mango craze!</title><content type='html'>woohoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;ang dami daming mangga dala ng lola ko galing zambales!!!&lt;br /&gt;mababaliw na ako sa sobrang dami!!!&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;kakain muna ako huh!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-2765244034180978452?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/2765244034180978452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-3950967746802477071</id><published>2007-04-21T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T20:06:06.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post s bulletin ng pinsan ko</title><content type='html'>If only time can be reversed, what&lt;br /&gt;would you do? what you would not do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a long time I was wondering if&lt;br /&gt;only i could just turn back the time,&lt;br /&gt;i could have done so many things and i&lt;br /&gt;could have undone so many too. Would&lt;br /&gt;it be better? would it have lead me to&lt;br /&gt;another path? would i have been&lt;br /&gt;happier or lonelier or anything? In&lt;br /&gt;life we face a lot of forked roads in&lt;br /&gt;which we have to make big decisions.&lt;br /&gt;It is wher we determine what we are&lt;br /&gt;and what we do. Sometimes we face&lt;br /&gt;dilemmas and forced to pick a&lt;br /&gt;painstaking choice in which we choose&lt;br /&gt;one over the other. Can we say we&lt;br /&gt;chose the right answers for the right&lt;br /&gt;reasons? If and only if, you could&lt;br /&gt;turn back time, would you pick the one&lt;br /&gt;you left out after all these years&lt;br /&gt;have passed? Regrets, that's what&lt;br /&gt;everyone have in common, whether you&lt;br /&gt;admit or not. It is in fact the core&lt;br /&gt;reason why we, and everybody else out&lt;br /&gt;there, sometime in their life, thought&lt;br /&gt;of the same thing I'm thinking now. If&lt;br /&gt;Only time can be brought back. Then&lt;br /&gt;again, why should it be? Ask yourself,&lt;br /&gt;will it be worth it? to recast your&lt;br /&gt;decisions you have made in the past,&lt;br /&gt;will it make you a better person? for&lt;br /&gt;me, if ever I'm given that&lt;br /&gt;opportunity, why not, it's worth a try&lt;br /&gt;and it's not everyday that you do&lt;br /&gt;that. But, will it ever happen and&lt;br /&gt;what cost will you pay? Think about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kng anu ang nabasa niyo s taas...&lt;br /&gt;yan ang bulletin n nlagay ng pinsan ko s friendster...&lt;br /&gt;damn!!!&lt;br /&gt;sobrang napaisip ako nung nabasa ko toh...&lt;br /&gt;what cost am i willing to pay to turn back time???&lt;br /&gt;kng pde nga lng tlaga...&lt;br /&gt;punong puno ng mdaming regrets ang buhay ko ngaun...&lt;br /&gt;tpos my mba2sa akong gnito...&lt;br /&gt;sna dko pagsisihan na pnost ko toh d2...&lt;br /&gt;share ko nlng s inyu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-3950967746802477071?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/3950967746802477071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-1334263542110553623</id><published>2007-04-21T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T20:02:10.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today is april 21, 2006</title><content type='html'>wla ako magawa ngaun s mga oras n toh...&lt;br /&gt;kya eto at naicipan ko n magpost...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;excited nko bukas s bday ng isang tropa...&lt;br /&gt;kso d p alam kng san ang plano...&lt;br /&gt;kng s beach b or somewhere else...&lt;br /&gt;pero kng ako ta2nungin???&lt;br /&gt;xempre mas gs2 ko sa dagat...&lt;br /&gt;hoo hoo hoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;alon alon nah!!!&lt;br /&gt;bwahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;prang nung last march 27...&lt;br /&gt;bday din ng tropa...&lt;br /&gt;lahat ng tropa andun...&lt;br /&gt;ang saya2!!!&lt;br /&gt;nilibing ako s buhangin ng gf ko...&lt;br /&gt;nilibing ko din xa pgkatapos...&lt;br /&gt;tpos e2 pah...&lt;br /&gt;ung isang tropa n lasing na dumapa s buhangin d nkaligtas...&lt;br /&gt;pra xang nilibing ng buhay...&lt;br /&gt;mata at ilong nlng nya ung nki2ta eh...&lt;br /&gt;nung nagising nga xa habang tnatabunan namin ng buhangin eh&lt;br /&gt;nagsisigaw...&lt;br /&gt;tinawag ung lifeguard!!!&lt;br /&gt;at sinabi b nman n d nya kmi kila2 at pnapatay daw nmin xa...&lt;br /&gt;grabe ang saya2 nmin lahat...&lt;br /&gt;mga alpha robot beta torotot!!!&lt;br /&gt;taena sna habambuhay n samahan ntin!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-1334263542110553623?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/1334263542110553623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-4804823368458379865</id><published>2007-04-09T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T18:44:53.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my blog revised</title><content type='html'>uhmmm...&lt;br /&gt;pra s mga readers ko dto...&lt;br /&gt;mpapansin nyu n tnanggal ko ung ibang mga posts ko dto...&lt;br /&gt;pra un s privacy ko...&lt;br /&gt;at s privacy n rin ni you-know-who-she-is...&lt;br /&gt;xnxa na s mga magiging readers ko pa dto...&lt;br /&gt;kng madadagdagan p kau...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-4804823368458379865?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-6538111926744066546</id><published>2007-04-07T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T20:44:49.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reaction ko s mga txt skin na quotes</title><content type='html'>i'd point my gun 2 my head&lt;br /&gt;i'd pull d trigger&lt;br /&gt;i'd be dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cud always choose dis easy way to end my life&lt;br /&gt;but i chose to luv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause it's the easiest way to die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;grabe tong msg n ntanggap ko...&lt;br /&gt;sobrang ntamaan ako d2...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;ntawa nlng ako nung mga oras n ntanggap ko ung msg n un...&lt;br /&gt;sapul ako s ulo...&lt;br /&gt;bang!!! bang!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto mron pang isa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;der will be days wen u get home from a party &amp; forget what the fun was about...&lt;br /&gt;or have a  very long, intimate conversation..&lt;br /&gt;yet feel there are still words left unspoken..&lt;br /&gt;or embrace your special someone..&lt;br /&gt;yet never have the strength to say you care so much..&lt;br /&gt;life tells us that happiness is never absolute..&lt;br /&gt;so while it's still there..&lt;br /&gt;seize the moment..&lt;br /&gt;cause it may never come again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;damn!!!&lt;br /&gt;nkarelate n nman ako...&lt;br /&gt;naalala ko tuloy mga regrets ko s buhay ko...&lt;br /&gt;geeeesh!!!&lt;br /&gt;kya nga naging gnito buhay ko...&lt;br /&gt;dahil s mga regrets n un...&lt;br /&gt;ampf!!! ampf!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kng cnu man nagcompose ng mga quotations n yan...&lt;br /&gt;ang galeng galeng mu!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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quotes'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-8506809353757411480</id><published>2007-03-14T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T15:42:47.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hanep!</title><content type='html'>today march 14,2007...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngaun lng ulet ako ngkaroon ng oras pra mglagay ng post d2...&lt;br /&gt;dpat sna mgpopost ako last friday or saturday...&lt;br /&gt;kaso, kalye kasiyahan pla nun d2 s olongapo...&lt;br /&gt;prang mardi gra un pra s mga ndi nkakaalam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nga pla...&lt;br /&gt;kya ko naicpan ng mgpost d2...&lt;br /&gt;kninang umaga...&lt;br /&gt;my ntanggap akong sulat...&lt;br /&gt;hulaan nyu kng san nanggaling???&lt;br /&gt;xempre san p b???&lt;br /&gt;edi s kartero mlamang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;galing ky you-know-who-she-is ung sulat...&lt;br /&gt;grabe nandun p pla s loob ung xmas gift nya skin...&lt;br /&gt;dko lam kng ano mgiging reaction k nung my inabot skin ung tita ko...&lt;br /&gt;kla k kng anong sobre kulay fenk un...&lt;br /&gt;gsto p nla agawin skin ung sulat nung bnabasa ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cguro kng tulad p rin ako ng dati naiyak nko habang bnabasa ung sulat...&lt;br /&gt;pro s tingin ko...&lt;br /&gt;ung sarili ko dati na tinago k n ngaun s harap ng mga tao...&lt;br /&gt;umiiyak s kaloob-looban ko...&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's true dat there are tears in the heart dat never reaches the eye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHANGE TOPIC nman tau...&lt;br /&gt;nagiging mdrama nko eh...&lt;br /&gt;kahapon nga pla...&lt;br /&gt;sayang!!!&lt;br /&gt;dko naabutan "blood money" ng kaibigan ko...&lt;br /&gt;dko npanuod laban nya...&lt;br /&gt;pro at least nanalo xa s kalaban nya...&lt;br /&gt;bugbog sarado ang kalaban!!!&lt;br /&gt;d bale s su2nod n blood money nya...&lt;br /&gt;pupusta nko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay blood money un nga pla ung my mglalaban n tao...&lt;br /&gt;pnaglalaban na prang manok s sabong...&lt;br /&gt;my mga pusta un...&lt;br /&gt;gets???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d2 n muna ako...&lt;br /&gt;s susunod n post k nlng ulet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-8506809353757411480?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/8506809353757411480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=8506809353757411480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/8506809353757411480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/8506809353757411480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/03/hanep.html' title='hanep!'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-7216316992583907562</id><published>2007-02-28T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T16:02:10.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alpha Robot Beta Torotot</title><content type='html'>malamang ngta2ka kau kng bakit "Alpha Robot Beta Torotot" ang pinangalan k s post n ito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e2 ang pangalan na naisipan naming mgbabarkada na itawag sa mga sarili namin...&lt;br /&gt;grupo ito ng mga lalake at babae...&lt;br /&gt;tawag sa mga lalake ay mga "Alpha Robot"&lt;br /&gt;sa mga babae naman ay "Beta Torotot"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahapon lng ginanap namin ang unang outing namin...&lt;br /&gt;grabe sobrang biglaan...&lt;br /&gt;mga bandang alas kwatro ng umaga...&lt;br /&gt;naisipan ng isang beta torotot ng mgswimming...&lt;br /&gt;dahil my power interruption...8am-5pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uu nga naman...&lt;br /&gt;mainit ang panahon dahil wlang kwenta ang mga electric fan at mga aircon...&lt;br /&gt;kya ayun!!!&lt;br /&gt;pgdating ng tanghali sugod kame lahat sa dagat...&lt;br /&gt;grabe as usual...&lt;br /&gt;aku ang naunang lumusong sa dagat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inabot kame ng alas nueve ng gabe dun...&lt;br /&gt;lumipat kc kme s pool area g resort n un...&lt;br /&gt;ang dami nga naming pictures nun eh...&lt;br /&gt;bka s mga su2nod n posts k ilagay k ung mga pictures ska ung video n rin...^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn!!!&lt;br /&gt;sna matuloy ung pnaplano nmin n out-of-town s batangas...&lt;br /&gt;grrr!!!&lt;br /&gt;d2 n muna...&lt;br /&gt;peace out!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-7216316992583907562?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/7216316992583907562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=7216316992583907562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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nko wlang 2log..,kpag gcng nman ako nsa malung lugar ang icp ko.,isang malayong lugar n hindi maabot ng aking paa.,at hndi mkita ng aking mga mata...nsa singapore ata ang icp ko.,grabe epekto b ito ng ilang dosenang chocolate at footlong n knakaen ko mghapon.?buti nlng at ako ay isang malikot at hiper-active n bata..,kya nde ako 2mataba mxado..,nga pla, pasenxa n s mga readers ko kng minsan nlng ako mglagay ng entry..,busy mxado ang taong ngtitipa s keyboard ngaun dahil s dami ng problema,2lad ngaun hanggang d2 nlng muna mga tagasubaybay...,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-5550759892703258594?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/5550759892703258594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176352130919104724&amp;postID=5550759892703258594&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/5550759892703258594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176352130919104724/posts/default/5550759892703258594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/2007/01/nothing-much-to-say.html' title='nothing much to say...'/><author><name>hibang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519968690355887883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a18DIOiejTM/SPgdSsrwayI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tAt57R28G9I/S220/Mickey_Mouse.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176352130919104724.post-6451628364338441752</id><published>2007-01-23T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T18:13:41.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hay badtrip!</title><content type='html'>haaay!! tagal ko nakapag log-in ulet d2 s blogger..,tinopak kce internet connection eh.!badtrip na lindol yan! almost 1month ako d nka pag blog d2..,naun panu ko p kau iuupdate sa mga nangya2re skin.,nkalimutan ko n mga importanteng nangyare skin., anu namang ikwento ko p ung pagkain ko ng chocolate s araw2,mga pagtatambay na ginagawa ko palagi, saka nga pala.! eto paalam ko lang s mga readers ng blog ko.., perfect ko n ung CANON!!! s mga d nka2alam nun, un ung piano piece n tnugtog s movie n "my sassy girl" grabe tagal ko bgo mkuha ng perfect un., bhira lng kc mkapagpratice eh...hmmmmm, pero balewala din., kc balak ko pg naperfect ko ung piece n un, ipari2nig ko un ky "you-know-who-she-is"... pro wla n eh..sayang naman! sa mga gs2 mrinig ung piece n un. just tune ur browsers to this &lt;embed src='http://www.bolt.com/video/flv_player_branded.swf?contentId=1612197&amp;contentType=2' loop='false' quality='high' bgcolor='white' width='365' height='340' name='video_play_500' allowScriptAccess='sameDomain' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5176352130919104724-6451628364338441752?l=mrhibang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrhibang.blogspot.com/feeds/6451628364338441752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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