<?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-7948085</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:48:22.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>theBubbleBathBoi</title><subtitle type='html'>21. Committed. RonyBu. Dramatic. Romantic. Happy. Student. Actor. Poetry. Optimistic. Crazy. Practical. Complicated. Imaginative. Crass. Loving la Vida.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>153</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-1972506630383592109</id><published>2007-11-15T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T09:34:04.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Away to College</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite Blink-182 songs of all time. You should listen to the music. It's so raw and one of the best punk-love songs I've ever heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iLPgLcEPmRw&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iLPgLcEPmRw&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please take me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;It's so cold out tonight, I'll&lt;br /&gt;Put blankets on the bed&lt;br /&gt;I won't turn out the light, just&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to&lt;br /&gt;Think about me, and I&lt;br /&gt;Won't forget you&lt;br /&gt;"I'll write you once a week," she said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does it feel the same&lt;br /&gt;To fall in love or break it off?&lt;br /&gt;And if young love is just a game, then&lt;br /&gt;I must have missed the kick-off&lt;br /&gt;Don't depend on me to&lt;br /&gt;Ever follow through on&lt;br /&gt;Anything but&lt;br /&gt;I'd go through Hell for you and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I haven't been this scared&lt;br /&gt;In a long time&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so unprepared&lt;br /&gt;So here's your valentine&lt;br /&gt;Bouquet of clumsy words&lt;br /&gt;A simple melody&lt;br /&gt;This world's an ugly place&lt;br /&gt;But you're so beautiful to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll think about the times&lt;br /&gt;She kissed me after class and&lt;br /&gt;She put up with my friends&lt;br /&gt;I acted like an ass, I&lt;br /&gt;Ditched my lecture&lt;br /&gt;To watch the girls play soccer&lt;br /&gt;Is my picture&lt;br /&gt;Still hanging in her locker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I haven't been this scared&lt;br /&gt;In a long time&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so unprepared&lt;br /&gt;So here's your valentine&lt;br /&gt;Bouquet of clumsy words&lt;br /&gt;A simple melody&lt;br /&gt;This world's an ugly place&lt;br /&gt;But you're so beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been this scared&lt;br /&gt;In a long time&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so unprepared&lt;br /&gt;So here's your valentine&lt;br /&gt;Bouquet of clumsy words&lt;br /&gt;A simple melody&lt;br /&gt;This world's an ugly place&lt;br /&gt;But you're so beautiful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-1972506630383592109?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/1972506630383592109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=1972506630383592109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/1972506630383592109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/1972506630383592109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2007/11/going-away-to-college.html' title='Going Away to College'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-116793322211025043</id><published>2007-01-04T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T02:17:16.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RonyBu and AndreiBu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;3 Years and counting...&lt;br /&gt;Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rony made this video for me. It's super super nice. We've been through a lot and I'm really happy that he has me for a boyfriend, I mean... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9F3neZgdHw0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9F3neZgdHw0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just some of the good times that we've shared for the past 36 months!&lt;br /&gt;Love you bu! Come home na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-116793322211025043?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/116793322211025043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=116793322211025043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/116793322211025043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/116793322211025043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2007/01/ronybu-and-andreibu.html' title='RonyBu and AndreiBu'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-116703102998935298</id><published>2006-12-25T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T15:17:10.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas...</title><content type='html'>MERRY CHRISTMAS WORLD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this year has been a time for a lot of change and growing up. I really hope I am learning from everything that has happened to me. Levinas once said: "you are all the books you have read, the places who have been to, all the people you've met..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so many thanks to those who have been a part of my life this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5455/515/1600/469688/DSC03027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5455/515/200/220168/DSC03027.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to loving boyfriends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5455/515/1600/796908/SeXy2349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5455/515/200/69698/SeXy2349.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5455/515/1600/16103/SeXy2346-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5455/515/200/103947/SeXy2346-small.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5455/515/1600/794164/baconcheese357-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5455/515/200/590248/baconcheese357-small.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5455/515/1600/718301/Image098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5455/515/200/154872/Image098.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;understanding family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5455/515/1600/820166/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5455/515/200/53053/1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5455/515/1600/234392/DSC03025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5455/515/200/387666/DSC03025.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5455/515/1600/819529/26961707843706l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5455/515/200/165631/26961707843706l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;friends who believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-116703102998935298?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/116703102998935298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=116703102998935298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/116703102998935298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/116703102998935298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas.html' title='christmas...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-116614464815735683</id><published>2006-12-15T04:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T09:04:08.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... oh lordy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;didn't realize 'til yesterday that next week is already my christmas break... still do not know how my siblings and i will be spending it. my brother and my sister-in-law and aeden are going to nueva ecija to spend time with the in-laws, my parents are in america, so it's just me and my sister and bunso...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;rony is back again next week as well... he was just here last week for two weeks, so like i said before, i miss missing him hehe!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;been very busy with school and high school musical. my thesis is all screwy, but i think its getting there. i had to change it last minute cause it was impossible to do what i proposed (well not really impossible, i just had trouble finishing the script on time... and its still not done yet). so im directing an existing work by this filipino author. im not going to write what it's about, might jinx it like the last one...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;finally got my starbucks planner thanx toc hari and abi wooohooo... when rony was here, he said he was going to borrow the card so he can fill it in when he has coffee with some friends... that night... voila... chari hands me an early christmas present... you should have seen my reaction! I love it!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;i like planners... i need planners... im really forgetful...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;my sister came back from pangasinan last night, it was nice bonding with her. havent talked to her like that in a while... we were fixing the pantry stuff together. we got our yearly box the other night from the US (every year my grandparents and tita sends us two huge boxes of goodies from the US--- corned beef, sausages, spaghetti sauce, cereals--- stuff that you can buy here actually--- and some that you cant---)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;phooey!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;i might AD vagina monologues for my friend/teacher/thesis advisor missy maramara in february... but i might jinx it, so ill shut up now...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;hay gotta go to school...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;-drei&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-116614464815735683?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/116614464815735683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=116614464815735683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/116614464815735683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/116614464815735683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-lordy.html' title='... oh lordy...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-116413370231061051</id><published>2006-11-22T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T02:28:22.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... so the question is...</title><content type='html'>have you found your existential question yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we touched on this a little bit in my philosophy class today. from what i learned so far, the existential question is something that you have to confront and face, otherwise you will not be able to go through the rest of your life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my teacher shares his experience that as a young graduate of  the Ateneo (i'm thinking that was the post WWII era, 1950s or so... yeah he is a grandpa teacher) he went through several interviews with a then budding international company--- Proctor and Gamble and was offered a job. of course this was to the delight of his parents... his American Jesuit dean however pulled him aside one day and gave him a talk and says he thinks my professor has what it takes to be a teacher in a Belgian missionary school in the province... and that maybe he should go there to not only be a teacher, but also to experience life outside the ciudad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after much inner struggle, he chooses the province... his parents disappointed, more like angry... he was crying while he was packing all his stuff... they did not even help him go to the bus station to divisoria and it was raining...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he gets to bayombong to this missionary school... and to cut the long story short... he was briefed with all things he has to do in the school--- teach philosophy, theology, literature, and was the basketball coach (he wasn't even a good basketball player, they put him there however because Ateneo won that year and that upon finding out that the new coach is from Ateneo, the teams in the competing schools would be demoralized--- alam mo naman sa probinsya he says...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he was taken to the place where he would stay and sleep. he says that the floor of his room was actual earth... and when he saw the bathroom... that was it... the same night he was off to manila. he arrived early the next morning and his dad says "what happened to our missionary...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that day he goes back to Ateneo and talks to the dean, about  how that life was not for him... that he'd rather work for Proctor and Gamble, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the Dean said, "Well, it's your decision. But just think about it, 20 years from now, will you really be proud of all the soap you helped produce in that company (at that time the main product of P&amp;amp;G was soap)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that afternoon, he was on the bus, off to the Belgian missionary school and stayed there for two years... he has been teaching philosophy and theology ever since...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there, figure out the moral of the story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love philosophy... makes u think... and thinkin frees me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what's even greater is when you find people that know what your talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then you realize hey, maybe i am learning something in college haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-116413370231061051?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/116413370231061051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=116413370231061051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/116413370231061051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/116413370231061051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-question-is.html' title='... so the question is...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-116180175664862156</id><published>2006-10-25T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T02:42:36.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... and when you thought I was lucky... </title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;P&gt;... it has gotten even better...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Flew to Hong Kong Monday night to be with Rony... then just a few hours ago he told me that he and I are packing our bags to stay for 4 days and 3 nights in a resort in Singapore!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Full of surprises... *sigh* &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;I'm lucky, sometimes I do not think I deserve all the good things that are happening to me. But there must be a reason why the dice lands on these numbers, not just this trip per se, but in my life in general. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;I am at a happy place. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;I love Rony!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-116180175664862156?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/116180175664862156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=116180175664862156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/116180175664862156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/116180175664862156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-when-you-thought-i-was-lucky.html' title='... and when you thought I was lucky... '/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-116100506534431401</id><published>2006-10-16T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T21:24:25.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finals week...</title><content type='html'>... just gotta make it through this week!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i'm hong kong bound!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am still sick... i got a cold and am coughing... and i have a headache and im dizzy i dont get it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blech...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i updated my multiply page last night. pretty cool. &lt;a href="http://www.bubblebathboi.multiply.com"&gt;check it out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. am so tamad to study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally done with the thesis proposal and its going to be my defense on thursday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my mom and dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss rony too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-116100506534431401?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/116100506534431401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=116100506534431401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/116100506534431401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/116100506534431401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/10/finals-week.html' title='finals week...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-115996682256479139</id><published>2006-10-04T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T21:00:22.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... the only one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/doubt2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/doubt2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bu is the only one who makes me smile like a little boy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bu is the only one who can hug me like a nice little teddy whenever I am down and sad&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bu makes me laugh and allows me to be the crazydrei that i am&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;myBUBU...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i miss you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy Monthsary!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-115996682256479139?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/115996682256479139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=115996682256479139' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115996682256479139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115996682256479139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/10/only-one.html' title='... the only one...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-115936815639880995</id><published>2006-09-27T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T22:42:36.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the Bu was here...</title><content type='html'>whew no classes tomorrow!!! I was about to study for my theology exam then *badabing* got a text saying that school is cancelled at all levels due to the impending typhoon "Milenya." I hope it's not the end of the world yet with a name like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rony was here just the other week. A whirlwind of fun and love for 3 days hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a nice pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC01389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC01389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Those two little ones are his niece and nephew Chloe and Cole! So cute...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Miss you bubu!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-115936815639880995?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/115936815639880995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=115936815639880995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115936815639880995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115936815639880995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/09/bu-was-here.html' title='the Bu was here...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-115752831670500703</id><published>2006-09-06T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T15:38:36.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... and then there was you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/yebah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/yebah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on the 4th of September was our monthsary... 2 years 8 months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is here next weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-115752831670500703?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/115752831670500703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=115752831670500703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115752831670500703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115752831670500703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/09/and-then-there-was-you.html' title='... and then there was you...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-115746649842311517</id><published>2006-09-05T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T22:48:18.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the difference</title><content type='html'>i'm bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been staring at the screen for quite some time now. am suppose to clean up my outline for the script am writing for my thesis. but no... my mind is not working... i could think more when i was just writing it all down in my notebook. my english teacher once said back when i was a freshman in high school &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when you ink it, you think it&lt;/span&gt; slightly corny, but i guess it applies to this little writer's block dilemma i am experiencing. Funny how loosely am using that term, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;writer's block&lt;/span&gt; cause for one, i am not really a writer and two it's not like am writing a novel, am just trying to revise my outline to have a more cohesive story line...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shet, id save the stuff that i attempted to type up, but i didn't really add to anything to progress my story... hmmm ill just x out the word window and go back to my notebook, maybe words will start to fill up the pages again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a racket by the way... ugh... i want to earn some cash for myself... easy cash... fun fun fun cash...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally since yesterday the rain has arrived... its been so humid and extra hot lately and ive been hating it... i love the rain... there's something so romantic about it... everything is subdued, cozy, pink and fluffy on the inside, and just plain cool... its just so tempting to go outside and get all wet by the rain... ill bing my tabo and shampoo na rin woohooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love waking up to the rain... something ive appreciated because of rony... *sigh* only a couple more days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a dvd night at a friends house last night. finally got to see SAW... nice movie... what a thriller, cant wait to see the 2nd installment of it which i have on dvd... yay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to study... and yosi... am an addict i swear...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-115746649842311517?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/115746649842311517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=115746649842311517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115746649842311517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115746649842311517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/09/difference.html' title='the difference'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-115720238518389171</id><published>2006-09-02T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T21:06:25.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and the week ends...</title><content type='html'>saturday today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo... finally a day just to myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm loving this process of thinking and conceptualizing... a bit hard trying to write a play. keyword &lt;em&gt;trying. &lt;/em&gt;but im drawing the story from experience... i do not know how well it'll turn out, but who knows i might just make a masterpiece... hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got to believe. i think i am at a time in my life where i just have to explore new things... sometimes i get too ahead of myself... but this thinking and coming up with a story thing sort of frees me and pushes me to create... i know i want to be great someday... and i got to start with little things that i do to get me out there... i tried it with stages of love who knows what will happen with this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;creative juices are pouring in right now. it's a bit stressful but at least my mind is working...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know the feeling of floating i want to feel? i'm feeling that. agghhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy... im stressed... im tired... kaya yan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's funny how some people appreciate the little things in life. makes me appreciate the small stuff too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love innocence... makes me want to just corrupt it, in a good way of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss fiori and tim... they were my really close, as in close friends back in high school... we still keep in touch... emails, myspace, random phone calls... i wonder how it'll be like when we see each other again... i hope we're still the same old dorks, only with sex lives and a little wiser in life hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we used to chill at tim's house then have sleep overs there and make kahluah shakers with a little bit of vodka... and then we'd go to chilli's for some burgers and bennigans for breakfast... AND they made me play basketball with them... annoying, but i was outnumbered... my coming out story with them is a bit funny looking back... but that'll be too long to type up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/nyx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/nyx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;drei&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/fiori.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/fiori.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;fiori&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/tim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/tim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tim&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;--------------- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;but my bu...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/bu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/bu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-115720238518389171?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/115720238518389171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=115720238518389171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115720238518389171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115720238518389171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/09/and-week-ends.html' title='and the week ends...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-115703977653558819</id><published>2006-08-31T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T23:56:16.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn boy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/1929655P7060252654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/1929655P7060252654.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the old condo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/1772778P7267677215.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/1772778P7267677215.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pucha... bata pa ko neto... freshman year in ateneo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-115703977653558819?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/115703977653558819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=115703977653558819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115703977653558819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115703977653558819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/08/damn-boy.html' title='damn boy...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-115677654233133719</id><published>2006-08-28T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T22:49:02.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>focus andrei...</title><content type='html'>this feeling like your mind is everywhere and  its floating... but you really don't know where it's going... hmmm... parang u want to accomplish so much, pero fuck... you feel like your stuck in a rut... what is going on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;focus andrei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just want to lay down in the dark and forget everything... i think the thought of blankness is comforting right now... all white... no walls... just me and nothing else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have not felt inner calmness for a while... its school... its my procrastination... its my inability to follow through... its my attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to graduate already, but i know i got to work hard to do that... only a couple of months left and i cant afford to just bum around... i know what to do... just can't bring myself to concentrate sometimes... have to recapture that drive and competitiveness that i had before in order to make senior year a tad bit easier for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more dreaming for now... just day by day things... little accomplishments that will lead me to my goal... i know where i want to be... its the process that's really driving me nuts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should listen to my boyfriend more when it comes to these things... hay... im so stubborn eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hating the night... feels like am running out of time... and sleep is just too tempting... days are full of shitty classes... with shitty diagrams about me, the other, and God... useless information... im glad i still got my crazy imagination to escape to, but even that is rattled by my consciousness telling me to get real and see what is going on now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind is always in a frenzy, either preparing for the next oral exam, planning for my thesis, or just thinking about how i should change how im dealing with things in school, even now i feel like am floating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i be a kid again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know there's no turning back. it's hard when u know that the only person you gotta prove yourself to is yourself... its more disappointing when you've failed and that your little efforts are not good enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depression?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naw, im not going through a rough time... it's just that... id rather be some place else than where i am now... makes sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh, im old... i know people who are 19 and 20 now and are seniors... im fucking 22 turning 23 in february... such naivete 3 years back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to help myself so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;focus andrei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;focus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-115677654233133719?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/115677654233133719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=115677654233133719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115677654233133719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115677654233133719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/08/focus-andrei.html' title='focus andrei...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-115668833242324276</id><published>2006-08-27T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T22:46:24.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can i just say...</title><content type='html'>BlueREP kick off party on saturday til dawn... hosted the event... freaked out the first part of the night... but everything went well despite the occasional mist... added character to the night, kaya okay lang. singing, dancing, and a reunion of the bluereppers from 15 years ago to the introduction of the current members... mhmmm... love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;i'm glad these people were with me at the 15th year BlueREP kick off party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/anniv_048.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/anniv_048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are beautiful people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/anniv_043.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/anniv_043.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just us pare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/anniv_052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/anniv_052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/anniv_046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/anniv_046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll all be BIG someday, you know it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-115668833242324276?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/115668833242324276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>immersion pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/10c2.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/10c2.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gerrrald.multiply.com/photos/album/14"&gt;http://gerrrald.multiply.com/photos/album/14&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some more:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/5.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'tay rody and 'nay doray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hotel suite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/8.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sariwang pesca!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mango plant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laguna wilderness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marge, gayle, and my huge face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kids, howie, marge, gerald (my roomie), and moi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-115652856561383560?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/115652856561383560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=115652856561383560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115652856561383560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115652856561383560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/08/immersion-pics.html' title='immersion pics'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-115652476951709283</id><published>2006-08-26T00:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T01:07:34.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... life is good</title><content type='html'>well maybe not quite enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i miss rony...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did stages of love again for a literature class that bought the show... it went well. im so happy that the cast did an awesome job and so did the stage management and the lights crew and every bluerepper who helped out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stages of love is now the longest running blurep show... u better believe it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND going to assumption college for an occular tomorrow... the school bought three shows of stages of love and we are going to perform on monday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss performing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss rehearsals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so left behind with all of my friends pursuing professional theatre... i'll get my chance... please Lord give me that chance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy with thesis... i hate the paper work involved, just changed my topic to musical theatre in the philippines rather than performance poetry... i'm not really a dancer or a poet just yet so might as well do a study and a show on something i've been training to do since i started college right?i'm actually using stages of love as my creative output for my thesis project...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people might say that i am taking the easy way out by doing it again... but i think, looking at what i did with the bluerep show, there were a lot of things i learned... in terms of what worked or not... learning from my mistakes... refurbishing the script... i'll definitely improve it... and hopefully with this new production, make musical theatre accessible and broaden its audience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went on an immersion trip from the 18 til the 20th... great experience... loved my foster family... suprisingly, got along with my roomate who was a little short of being a princess, only a straight one... nice fella though, former blockmate from management, very high maintenance, a little kid at heart who loves karaoke, got a long with him taking turns in pumping the poso... apparently there was a scandal... but don't believe the rumors! the other people i met during the trip were awesome as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our little group rocked the house with our performance--- a short exerpt from stages of love...i got a little tipsy... no not drunk... just easy clean happy fun... i'm not a belligerent alcohol drinker... angsting is not my thing really... didn't remember the latter half of the night... no i wasn't drunk... hopefully i didnt do anything too crazy... *sigh* had so much fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bluerepper home coming party of sorts tomorrow night... mingle with the oldies and the new recruits... i love it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rony is coming home to me in september... the last time i saw him was back in early july i think... it gets hard... especially now that i'm doing a lot of things... i wish that i can just go home to him and just get that big old hug and forget about everything that is bothering my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a change of attitude... caught myself looking at a mirror and i was scowling... such a gloomy theatening look... i have to have a positive aura... need to be more optimistic... i think im feeling the senior blues... i just want to get out... man... i swear after college, ill just disappear for a while 3 months or so... like poof! away from the city, away from the ateneo, away from the crowd... just by myself... just need 50 thousand pesos and maybe an atm for that to happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad i have geegee... besides my family and rony, keeps me sane, we talk about our lovers, we insult each other still, and she might just join me on this great escape that i am planning... ill make room for here, i think we are on that same level of thinking and emotional/spiritual state. she's not in school anymore though... find myself being all i have no friends anymore drama... but i guess it really is different when you've found a really good friend that you trust and would just understand you... i mean i know i have other friends... but like geegee and i talked about... what we got is something crazy and weird and of course we feed each other's ego... i'm proud of her doing the whole theatre thing... we will share the stage again and force everyone to go love us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i am still smiling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my mom... my brother and i are talking again... (that's another story)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my goal: do well in school and look good at 23 (by february)... and oh, make new friends... i need new friends... and stay happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayang i dont have pictures yet from my immersion... will post soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-115652476951709283?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/115652476951709283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=115652476951709283' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115652476951709283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115652476951709283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/08/life-is-good.html' title='... life is good'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-115486483163698436</id><published>2006-08-06T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T19:53:43.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... too many</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/aeden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/aeden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cute this little boy... love him to bits... nice to have a pamangkin so smart and kulet... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was rony and my 2 years and 7 mos. on the 4th... can't wait for him to get back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;am busy like a busy bee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;life is good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it gets complicated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i deal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im praying for the week to be a smooth ride for me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;senior year... and all these classes... quite the workload...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wish thesis is my only subject... its hard... but im having a lot of fun doing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;_______________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i had the best day on thursday... thesis adviser pulls me aside and says, "my prophecy ako para sa iyo..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: "ma'am?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"andrei, you do know you're going to be big someday right?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was like, "what do u mean?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"you're going to be BIG..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then i guess i sorta got what she meant... she also says that she sees my potential and what i am becoming and could become... that was really sweet i thought... i really don't know where she is basing it on, we've only had half a semester with her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"sus, magaling lang akong mambola," i said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"pero hindi eh... gets mo? i see the creative juices flowing and its ur lightness that will carry u through..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"lightness?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ofcourse im paraphrasing but she said something like, "yeah sobrang dali mo mapakasamahan... ur funny, you joke all the time, yet you have this serious side and i see the passion and ur commitment to your art, etc..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was like "whoa, thanks."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"pero..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"pero?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"yeah, pero i realize na may mga external factors na puedeng mag bago sa ideologies mo, i mean everyone grows up and of course ang mga paniniwala at mga pinaninidigan ng isang tao mag iiba and natural lang yun... pero no matter what happens, &lt;em&gt;stick to your plan"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so true man... i gotta stick to my plan... it's my art that i have to fight for and prove to people the integrity and the hard work in being a theatre artist. i mean this week lang someone asked me what i would do with my theatre arts degree when i graduate... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;uhhh use it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was kinda insulted by it and i know the person didn't mean anything... but the fact that he asked... and in a tone expecting me to shun the field of study that i've worked hard for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;... stick to the plan... i hope so... i intend to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sa totoo lang isa lang ang gusto kong mangyari sa akin eh sa business na toh eh. i mean of course money, fame, mga yun andun sa mga pangarap ko...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pero one thing that i want to have is respeto. yan lang ang mas binibigyan ko ng halaga. i just want to be respected in what i do, i'm sure the sense of fullfilment will surpass all that money can offer (echoing &lt;a href="http://potskydoodles.blogspot.com"&gt;geegee&lt;/a&gt;'s mother)... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;... but if ever i slip and do something that i wasn't supposed to do or something not part of my plan... ill just look at it as a vacation and then get right on track and come back full force...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i have a lot of dreams... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think im too idealistic...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i get too emotional...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i say what i want to say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what if something goes wrong?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-115486483163698436?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/115486483163698436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=115486483163698436' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115486483163698436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115486483163698436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/08/too-many.html' title='... too many'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-115432762691036302</id><published>2006-07-31T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T10:14:01.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... candlelight, pussy, beer and more</title><content type='html'>this is just an update on the past couple of days in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home to a candlight dinner with my younger brother... cozy and feel good especially cause of the cold weather and occasional showers... but no... my older brother forgot to pay for the electric bill... so we were the only ones in our street without lights... tv... internet... the things that you look forward to after a long day at school... and i wasn't about to do my homework in the dark... but my younger brother and i just humored ourselves and i slept in his room cause i was scared to be myself in mine hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home... still no lights... great... went to bed right away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first thing i did getting up in the morning was switch on the lights... and lo and behold there was light... ive never been so happy with artificial lighting than i was that day... went to school, missed my first class... worked with the blueREP newbies for their workshops, watch them audition as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jepoy picked me up and headed to araneta colliseum in Cubao to catch the Pussycat Dolls! Awesome show despite it being less than an hour... every minute was pure energy. Am glad Jepoy offered my those tickets. We were seated at the General Admission section... but it was all good... could still see the show pretty well from where we were... although some of the people in the crowd were a little, hmmm... basta shouting out "pakita mo pussy mo" type of persons... but i didnt care... the show was hot... i was straight for a couple of minutes... love you bu! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwards... went to makati and crashed REP's Alladin party thrown by Tof De Venecia... nice to see familiar faces and minggling with new ones... saw Geegee... one of my bestest girlfriends in college... she came from a racket performing for the anniversary of the Philippine Star... am so glad she had that experience working with well respected theatre actors and really being passionate for their art... and quoting her in her semi-drunk state "it gives you more reason to fight for your craft."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then got really drunk... lost angela... apparently she lost me too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my shorts and pambahay shirt... walking out of Tof's room... saw Jose De Venecia... "oh kumain na ba kayo?..." he says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was literally ashamed of myself and state of being... a dignified politician right in front of me... and my hair was all puffed up... barefoot... looking for my wet clothes because i was somehow in the pool with them on the night before... ahhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 6pm had a show at the coffee beanery in banawe... we reblocked stages of love so it can be performed in full at the beanery for its one year anniversary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super fun... crowd was good and i was so overwhelmed and so proud that we got to stage Stages of Love outside Ateneo... in a real coffee shop! two of my good friends genie and ynnah from my elementary days stopped by to watch as well... It was nice seeing them and spending dinner with them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same night after the show, the coffee beanery threw a post-stages party... SARAP the food... pasta, pancit, burgers, coffee beanery drinks on the house for everyone, awesome desserts and wine! Loved it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STILL saturday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after leaving the coffee beanery it was off to the Mangahas residence in Nova Scotia... at the Loyola Grand Villas that is... Mahar invited the Stages people to stop by his house cause his brother Fabian wanted us to come to his minggling extravaganza... It was a nice night... a good mix of the more older yuppies who are Fabian's friendships and Mahar's crazy blueREP friends... ended up jamming with this awesome pianist... not RONY... rony's still the best! broadway, opm, pop songs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drank drank drank and drank some more... for some reason though i wasn't drunk... maybe cause my tummy was full from the party at the coffee beanery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got home at i dont know what time that was... slept... woke up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did nothing... watched the premiere of Philippine Idol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday... (earlier today)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to a shoot for an orange and lemons music video at the butter diner in cubao... but went home cause i was not needed pala... and my head just hurt... but much better now... advil is my new best friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight is pineds' despidida before he leaves for Pennsylvania tomorrow night... some issues surrounding the event... but that's not my story to tell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... i think im gna take a nap... or study some...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the calm before the storm... i can feel it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-115432762691036302?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/115432762691036302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=115432762691036302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115432762691036302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115432762691036302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/07/candlelight-pussy-beer-and-more.html' title='... candlelight, pussy, beer and more'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-115375027209684250</id><published>2006-07-24T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T10:57:43.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... i have noticed recently...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;well... actually i've known for years about this particular thing that i have been hiding from everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well not really hiding, but more like i've been down playing it. you know how you feel that people might hate you for it, or others might talk about you behind your back... things like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but recently i've been telling people the truth and it feels good you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm finally free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it felt so highschool being afraid that people will reject you for what you are and who you are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've made a decision... i'm also telling my parents about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a natural pout see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/pout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/pout.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I don't even have to try. my upper and lower lips are so relaxed and the pic caught me off-guard. But that's the thing... people think i'm silly. they feel that i'm making stuff up. that i am conciously puckering my lips. but all i can say is... &lt;em&gt;Don't Hate!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/poutclose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/poutclose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i'm not saying that i have the model kinda lips... the kind you see in magazines, but i have been looking at the mirror for years and it's time that i let people know of this. i'm sure that people have noticed it, but since i have been telling people that i have a natural pout, they just laugh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;it hurts, but what do i do, you know?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;am glad my Rony says he kinda sees it and thats all that matters... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC00836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/DSC00836.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-115375027209684250?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/115375027209684250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=115375027209684250' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115375027209684250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115375027209684250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-have-noticed-recently.html' title='... i have noticed recently...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-115273077246875090</id><published>2006-07-13T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T02:59:32.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>walang pasok!!!!!</title><content type='html'>and i will take this time to catch up on all my missed readings for Pilosopiya ng Relihiyon, History, Theology 131, and Theology 141... ah the Jesuits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passion tea and yosi with Reg today. coffee with my sister. NAP. chicken joy. gma news. RonyBu on the phone. readings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-115273077246875090?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/115273077246875090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=115273077246875090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115273077246875090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115273077246875090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/07/walang-pasok.html' title='walang pasok!!!!!'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-115238476770336027</id><published>2006-07-09T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T02:52:47.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... it ended tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/coffee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/coffee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I thought I should just post my "Director's Notes" on here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The process of doing Stages of Love has proved to be a good challenge for me. I am no longer doing a directing lab class, rather it has become a full-time project as BlueREP's first play in its 15th Season. For the first time, I am making the calls and be implementing the things that I have learned in the three years since I discovered my love for theatre in &lt;a href="http://www.bluerepertory.com"&gt;BlueREPERTORY&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading the lyrics and hearing the music of Stages of Love for the first time this summer, I knew that the material would be a good showcase to direct for BlueREP. Stages of Love, through its songs and medleys, aims to explore love in its various forms and universality. Originally staged as a corporate show and concert for Rockwell and at the CCP, I felt that we could expand the material and create a revue that people would be able to relate to. It really has been a blessing and an honor that I have been allowed to take on this task. I thank the BlueREP core believing that I can do this, the creative team: Laura and Pom for all your hard work and making this process fun, to Ms. Chari Arespacochaga for seeing the potential that BlueREP has and who has been my favorite teacher in my favorite subject: Musical Theatre. To the alumni and friends, most especially Kyla, Bea, Caisa, Geegee, Jepoy, Gabs, and Cha as people BlueREP can count on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the show would not have been possible if not for RONY FORTICH. I would like to thank him for allowing his heart and soul to pour out through his music and trusting me with his work. In every page of the script, every line of the songs, I am glad that he saw my vision for the show and help me make it possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to you the audience who are in love, out of love and to those who might discover love in this experience. Enjoy the show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was definitely a great experience doing Stages of Love. I am so proud of the cast and crew that worked their asses off to put up such a tight show. Thank you to the great people of BlueREP and to the friends, families, and random strangers and Ateneans that came to watch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-115238476770336027?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/115238476770336027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=115238476770336027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115238476770336027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115238476770336027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/07/it-ended-tonight.html' title='... it ended tonight'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-115201846804451136</id><published>2006-07-04T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T21:53:13.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... awwww</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/doubt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/doubt2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hey bu! it's half way to the third year!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-115201846804451136?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/115201846804451136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=115201846804451136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115201846804451136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115201846804451136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/07/awwww.html' title='... awwww'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-115064083500211569</id><published>2006-06-18T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T22:39:23.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>three things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/bluerep_stagesoflove.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;there's &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stages of love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that's keeping me busy right now... which i am so honored that blueREP allowed me to direct it. Original musical arrangements by Rony Fortich &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(bu!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and original theme song. Musical direction by Laura Cabochan and choreography by Pom Docena... it's all blueREP talent so come watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/bluerep_stagesoflove.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/bluerep_stagesoflove.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;then theres the red hair that i got... i just wanted it red... however, i recently just realized that we have graduation pics coming up, so the flaming red will be extinguished one of these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/red.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rony&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; will be here to catch Doubt this weekend and spend time with me! Am so glad that I see him more often that i thought I would when he moved in Hong Kong... can't wait!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/niv29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/niv29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And as time goes by you wonder just why love is not that easy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When the selfish wrongs take over you, how do you get through it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But as time goes by you realize, that the answer is simple&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just hold on to one another, then Love will prove it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There are many stages that the heart goes through&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just read the many pages that have lead you to&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The one your heart belongs to and sings its songs to...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It all begins with...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hello&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love Her&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hate Him&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love them so&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;First Dance&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;First Kiss&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;First Call, you know?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's all a part of...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;STAGES OF LOVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-115064083500211569?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/115064083500211569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=115064083500211569' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115064083500211569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/115064083500211569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/06/three-things.html' title='three things...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-114942061372220957</id><published>2006-06-04T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T19:30:13.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another day...</title><content type='html'>2 years and 4 months today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v695/sofronio/blog1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;back when we were young... hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-114942061372220957?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/114942061372220957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=114942061372220957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/114942061372220957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/114942061372220957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/06/another-day.html' title='another day...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-114942034979990753</id><published>2006-06-04T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T19:25:49.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AWESOME SHOW!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/unknown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/unknown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click on the picture to enlarge it and read the info.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-114942034979990753?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/114942034979990753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=114942034979990753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/114942034979990753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/114942034979990753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/06/awesome-show.html' title='AWESOME SHOW!'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-114864709169832219</id><published>2006-05-26T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T22:13:46.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... back</title><content type='html'>... been back here in the motherland since sunday night... enjoyed my stay in hong kong, a lot of quality time with Rony... we did go around HK, but for the most part, it was just a fun and relaxing none touristy break, i felt like i was living there, taking the buses and mtr by myself to meet up with rony, hang out a couple of times with his friends, and see everything that my bu goes through on a daily basis... fun fun fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he'll be back here before i even miss him again (first weekend of June, and then three weeks after that again)... so ill save the missing part when we havent seen each other for more than a month hehe... Okay fine, i miss him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was right back to blueREP business the monday after i landed. Stages of Love preprod... then auditions... then deliberating who was going to be called back... then deciding from then who to cast. It was both fun and new, this time i was on the other side of the panel--- making decisions, seeing which part belongs to who, making changes, getting frustrated by little comments that are not necessary... but today was the 1st day of cast assembly where laura (vocal coach) briefed them about the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a bit scared that these people might not see my vision. it is hard sometimes to tell whether people actually get your ideas. hopefully they learn to trust me and let me do whatever i can to create a good show. and that the rehearsal process would be a good way to explore the ideas that i put down on paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excitement and worry is what i have in directing a musical revue for the first time. It's not just a directing lab that i am doing it for this time. It's the first production of bluerep to marked its 15th season. And i really want to do justice to the music that Rony arranged. I mean the songs are so weaved together and i really just want to convey the story clearly and hopefully the message gets out there. It is a bit overwhelming cause there is that thought at the back of my head, that it might suck, will the cast take me seriously?, is the script no good? all that jazz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but like chari said in one of our meetings, if you feel passionate about the material, then you will do everything you can to put up a show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also we have a talented cast of people from bluerep, a good mix of those from my batch (when i was a freshie in college) to the newbies from last year. And for kyla and caisa to drop by during the callbacks and hear their feedback, nice that these people are willing to help out. To Jill and Laura! This will be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what's most important is that Rony believes in me... helping me conceptualize the scenes, challenging me with things in the creative process of making the show work,  calming me down whenever my emotions go berserk, and allowing me to use his music and have my own take on it (well i am his boyfriend--- he is obliged to support me, hehe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to the music, here's to blueREP, here's to mentors, to my &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;RonyBu&lt;/span&gt; and to Stages of Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-114864709169832219?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/114864709169832219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=114864709169832219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/114864709169832219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/114864709169832219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/05/back.html' title='... back'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-114754644580908388</id><published>2006-05-14T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T03:02:43.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haircut... hong kong... stages of love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC00514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC00514.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are many stages that the heart goes through&lt;br /&gt;And so it may take ages before he gets to you&lt;br /&gt;But if it's just beginning, just enjoy the ride&lt;br /&gt;And soon enough you'll reach that stage when he’ll be by your side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC00509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC00509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bu's balcony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC00496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC00496.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Guinnes' World Record of having the longest set of escalators in Central Mid-levels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC00482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC00482.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;With my Rony *sigh*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC00490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC00490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trolley down to Central---cute smile bu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC00489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC00489.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dinner time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC00458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC00458.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Playing with colorful dicks with Rony's Sweedish friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-114754644580908388?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/114754644580908388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=114754644580908388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/114754644580908388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/114754644580908388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/05/haircut-hong-kong-stages-of-love.html' title='haircut... hong kong... stages of love'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-114674904308039016</id><published>2006-05-04T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T21:24:03.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... another month...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC00456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC00456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC00439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC00439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy 27 months!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wohoooo! Am seeing you in HK on Monday! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Can't wait!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-114674904308039016?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/114674904308039016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=114674904308039016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/114674904308039016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/114674904308039016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/05/another-month.html' title='... another month...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-114644847753527395</id><published>2006-05-01T09:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T09:56:38.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY AEDEN!!!</title><content type='html'>Can't believe my very first pamangkin is now two years old! Next thing you know, I'll be sneaking him into dance classes and vocal training while telling my Kuya his son is training to be a boxer. How Billy Elliot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/shop053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/shop053.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-114644847753527395?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/114644847753527395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=114644847753527395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/114644847753527395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/114644847753527395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-birthday-aeden.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY AEDEN!!!'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-114633088504618553</id><published>2006-04-29T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T08:58:55.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Traveling's the fun... Back tracking to my Summer thus Far</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Well hello there. I am back from frolicking around with family and friends and ze boyfriend this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first... i did not fail anything from last semester. Met the general average requirement so fuck it I am going back to Ateneo! yebah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;In celebration of those milestones I have been doing my own R&amp;R back in the province where I am really from... Promdi nga naman noh... promdiprobins!(yeah corny)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Just got back from Dagupan... and before that stayed with my grandma in Baguio, and before that was in Bataan--- Corrigedor and Mt. Samat (Dambana ng Kagitingan, ring a bell?). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Bataan was definitely nostalgic because of its historical signifance in Philippine history during the 2nd World War. As in whoa, grabe going there was very educational... it was the last stand of the Philippines before the Japanese occupation during the 40s Filipino-Americana era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/corrigedor_barracks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/corrigedor_barracks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile-Long Barracks, the longest barracks in the world, bombed by the Japanese where 400 thousand Filipino and Americans stayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Shet, I am officially a dork. Haha but who cares. The favorite site that I saw in Corrigedor was the old theatre. Of course it is already in ruins, but damn... you can just imagine the beauty it once had. You can still see the arches, the huge stage, the few remaining yellow painted ceilings, I was in awe, it was grand. Too bad I don't have my pics of it, but found one on the net...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/060905_212912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/060905_212912.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Then it was off to Mt. Samat, the huge cross which was a memorial for the veterans of the Bataan Death March. The Japanese separated the Americans from the Filipinos where they took the Americans on truck to Tarlac while the Filipino soldiers were made to walk to Pampanga and then sent to Japanese concentration camps in Tarlac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/021803_150943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/021803_150943.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fo the main reasons why the trip to Bataan was super worth it was because of this cross. I mean man... I know that a few of our relatives fought in the World War and one of my Lolos actually survived the Death March. Seeing this is  like seeing the memorial at Ground Zero in New York.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;So that was Bataan... after than went to Baguio and got to see my mother's mom... Lola Rosing. When I'm in Baguio I just stay home and enjoy the weather. Hung out with my sister and her friends from St. Louis in town a couple of times, but coffee and chit chats with my Lola were all I needed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Learned a lot about my family... the Padilla side. Apparently I am related to Zsa Zsa Padilla. My Lola is a Padilla and is cousins with her dad. She used to watch boxing matches with Zsa Zsa's dad (the referee from those old rubbing alcohol commercials "Hindi lang pang pamilya pang sports pa")... OOOH di ba! And I am also related to Robin Padilla and Rustom Padilla, but that involves a whole lot of family scandal (sex, lies, bastard sons, etc.)... But who cares, they are Filipino icons! I knew it! Homosexuality runs in the family! Bwahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another discovery which is both helpful and inspirational is that my mom's dad was a playwright and director before joining the guerilla soldiers in the Cordilliera region. He was from Bulacan and wrote zarzuelas, melodramas, and political satyrs... I'm NOT ALONE!!!!! My Lola was a music school teacher in the Mt. Province.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side of things, spent my nights playing Scrabble with my little brother one-on-one cause there is no cable in Lola's house. Now i am addicted to the game. It says that you are considered a good scrabble player when you're score on a one-on-one game is 300 or more. My highest was 267... need to increase vocabulary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I know this update has long been overdue. Am typing like crazy. You can stop now you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Bolinao in Pangsinan with a couple of friends from Dagupan... Beach beach beach!!!! This place was where my family and I spend the summer's at if not in Baguio when I was a kid. It was nice to be back after a while. My friend Tina was gonna leave for the US soon so this was sorta a despidida. My relatives were sooooo nice! Food galore--- cheap crabs and shrimps, and green mangoes, and coke on plastic cups with the faint salt taste in your mouth from being in the ocean. One of the best times. Medyo nahiya lang ako kasi I have not gone there for a while, but my Titas and Titos were all out with the food and accomodations. We stayed at my uncle's farm house outside of town and it was a great bonding experience, except for a few annoying moments I shall not discuss in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/abrac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/abrac.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abrac beach, at the end of the coast of Bolinao, Pangasinan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/abrac2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/abrac2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ynna, Me, and Tina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/abrac4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/abrac4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe and Me (I've known him since the 4th grade)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/abrac8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/abrac8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contemplating kuno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Rony was here the first few weeks of summer where we spent 3 days and two nights at Boracay with Angel and Louis (Rony's older sister and brother-in-law). It was fun finally not thinking about anything academic. I promised myself that i will be bumming at the beach this summer being at peace with nature and everything that comes along with it so it was a great gift from my bubu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up in Pangasinan, I practically lived by the sea all my childhood life, and it was nice to have that back, and it was in Boracay pa. We stayed at this classy hotel on a cliff called Nami overlooking the shores of Boracay. It's sorta isolated from where every thing else is happening... parties and such... so it was great. It was serene and quiet and that's what I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/nami.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/nami.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing Nami for the 1st time from the boat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/a.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/a.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from hotel room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/bora10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/bora10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Had a jacuzzi at the balcony where the other guests can see my non-tanned ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/bora18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/bora18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the air with Bea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/bora13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/bora13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my Bu Night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/2ofus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/2ofus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Nice noh? It was my first time going to Bora and nice that I went there with Rony cause it felt so romantic. Spent hours by the beach, woke up early and slept early... *sigh* Am so happy that I can still have these moments with Rony even though he works all the way in HK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Rony has since gone to San Francisco and New York and on Sunday will be back in Hong Kong to face reality and work for Mickey and friends over at Disney... I shall see him in May when i go there and again in June when he comes for a visit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-114633088504618553?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/114633088504618553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=114633088504618553' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/114633088504618553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/114633088504618553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/04/travelings-fun-back-tracking-to-my.html' title='Traveling&apos;s the fun... Back tracking to my Summer thus Far'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-114493012426866629</id><published>2006-04-13T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T20:11:12.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... Happy Happy Happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/bora19.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/bora19.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is through your hands that calm my flailing soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/bora11cuteboys_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/bora11cuteboys_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... your genteel smile which wake my morning yawns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/aw1-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/aw1-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... the warmth I feel when you sing your heart's true melodies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/sweet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/sweet.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;... the honey on those LiPs that frees the butterflies within me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Happy Birthday Bu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Miss you... I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-114493012426866629?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/114493012426866629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=114493012426866629' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/114493012426866629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/114493012426866629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-happy-happy.html' title='... Happy Happy Happy!'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-114278498371579698</id><published>2006-03-19T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T01:41:18.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... summer escape</title><content type='html'>... i lost the bid for Company Manager, so life goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the people who voted for me and giving me a chance to be heard. I have since applied for the position of Internals Vice President and got the part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I will be involved in BlueREP in whatever way I can. Been part of it since freshman year, why stop right? Congratulations to Jill for beating me and taking on the job! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with some friends on the 18th (bea, geegee, jepoy, mako, pom, and gabs... kyla couldn't join us) with special guest Chari at Big Buddha in Greenbelt. It was a blast talking about and learning anything and everything about theatre and life... It's nice that I have found this group of people that I have been sincerely close to and have accepted me for what I am and believing in my potential. College has been good to me so far and I have them in my pocket to run to in this journey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.tabulas.com/~angelalah"&gt;Geegee&lt;/a&gt; my partner in crime in all the crazy fun and seriousness of life. She graduated yesterday! The two years of friendship will continue onto the next chapter of adventures, hopefully in theatre and where ever the road takes us... and don't forget our plan B as nurses in America hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a very very busy two weeks with finals and all... everything went well naman... just gotta finish up two prod books for my directing and technical theatre classes and it's basking in the sun i shall be doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/aPicture050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Acting Without Words by Samuel Beckett, our Technical Theatre Final Showcase &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(yeah, that guy at the back is me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation dinner of a good friend of mine, Tina last night. Got together with her family at Ang Hang in Malate... good food... then drank some with the Chaching (joe, ynna, saree--- tina went to bed)... being kids again with this bunch (known each other for more than 10 years now)... fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got to read Hope for the Flowers this afternoon (forgot the author). Such an easy read, but wow the profoundess of it all. So philosophical--- totality, infinity, ethics, the face, responsibility for the other--- how so Emmanuel Levinas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the summer, I get to read books and enjoy my time alone and be at home with my siblings... actually have breakfast and watch over my almost two year old pamangkin to veer him away from the stupid koreanovelas on the afternoon boobtube which his "yaya" is so addicted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally saw RENT the movie... bad reviews about it, but I never saw the musical when it was staged... so I have no basis of comparison... and I liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RONY is here on the 28th and am soooooo soooo excited!!!!! staying at the shang for 3 days then off to Boracay!!!!!!!! It's gna be a honeymoon in paradise! can't wait! My first three days of april with him! It's going to be special, cause on the 4th we'll also be celebrating our 2 years and 3 months as a crazy couple... I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/BU.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... am feeling hopeful, excited, and i feel like floating... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-114278498371579698?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/114278498371579698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=114278498371579698' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/114278498371579698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/114278498371579698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/03/summer-escape.html' title='... summer escape'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-114199878709975005</id><published>2006-03-10T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T21:53:07.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... i guess there were blues...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/img_7862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/img_7862.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/img_7865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/img_7865.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/img_7848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/img_7848.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/img_7869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/img_7869.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going into the the dressing room of the theatre monday just felt different. there was no noise. no random insults of cast members. no farting. no guitar playing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/img_7895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/img_7895.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/img_7924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/img_7924.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/img_7851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/img_7851.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;empty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so Sweet Charity ended its half week run last Sunday. It was good. It seems that after each production with BlueREP life lessons are learned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/img_7177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/img_7177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;never act in a vacuum&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you are but a miniscule part of this show&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;if you are doing this for yourself you better get out, now!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be generous, be sincere, ask questions&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go to bed!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;just going through my notes... it's like taking a Levinas class, only this time you feel that it matters more because I am doing something that I truly love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/vidcap3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/vidcap3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Theatre is my life, I have now decided. It takes me places... mostly within me and helps me discover more and more my abilities and my limitations and of course the things i have to work on to feed this passion.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's during company prayer before a show that gets me nostalgic, even teary eyed, because more and more the reality of the show ending is inevitable. AH, i'll miss the audience... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To Chari--- for seeing our potential and encouraging us... for being my favorite teacher in my favorite class&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/img_8098.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/img_8098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kyla--- dahil inay kita at hindi mo iniiwan ang BlueREP nating mahal&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/dreamteam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/dreamteam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Geegee--- never thought a bitch like me would find a bitch like you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/img_7645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/img_7645.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kakki--- dahil shet pinaghirapan natin toh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SA LAHAT ng cast--- mga luma (lalu na sa mga kabatch ko sa Bye Bye Birdie) at mga bago kong nakatrabaho because your energy endured up till the last show&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/img_8100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/img_8100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/img_8106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/img_8106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And to RonyBu who calls, wishes me luck, and still asks me how my day is everyday... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/anniv3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/anniv3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;time to eat meat on a friday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/curtain04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/curtain04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;here's to more shows.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-114199878709975005?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/114199878709975005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=114199878709975005' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/114199878709975005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/114199878709975005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-guess-there-were-blues.html' title='... i guess there were blues...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-114199469919534835</id><published>2006-03-10T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T20:44:59.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nope... not kidding</title><content type='html'>after the shananigans of Sweet Charity it's time to get even more serious. Today was the campaigning of BlueRep's next Company Manager. I don't know... I read my speech, should have memorized it... Jill seemed so eloquent and from the heart... ah. Sometimes you just have to expect the worse and look for options even before the results are in. That way, you won't get too sad when it doesn't go your way. But win or lose, at least running for CM was a decision that was well thought out. I gave it a shot. Thanks to those who helped out. Those who believed in me. Those who taught me to be a generous performer. Let's see what happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-114199469919534835?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/114199469919534835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=114199469919534835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/114199469919534835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/114199469919534835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/03/nope-not-kidding.html' title='nope... not kidding'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-114096266473103980</id><published>2006-02-26T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T22:04:26.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another chance...</title><content type='html'>actually the highlight of my week was last weekend when my mom came here from pangasinan for an overnight stay. always nice to have her here even just for one night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rony is off to macau with some friends... miss myBu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out to drink with some friends last night. didn't stay out too late. was home by 11 and come 12 i think i was fast asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no school tomorrow... philippines still in crisis... hope this doesnt affect Sweet Charity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pom and rollz are inviting me to go and drink with them... im lazy so im gna have to pass on that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't seem to find someone who has amelie... have to watch it and do a paper for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's fucking hot man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-114096266473103980?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/114096266473103980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=114096266473103980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/114096266473103980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/114096266473103980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/02/another-chance.html' title='another chance...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-114084338567886667</id><published>2006-02-25T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T13:06:39.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... so far so good</title><content type='html'>... Yes I am still alive... after a brief haitus from blogspot, I can now blog (thanks to the apparent coup attempt against the Philippine government, these people should just get over the whole people power thing. It lost its essence the 2nd time around anyway), I am having a very unusual break because simply put, I have nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just a little disappointed because last night was suppose to be BlueRep's opening night of Sweet Charity in Ateneo. The morning of the 24th, Kakki (our company manager) and I were in a sort of panic because no matter what happened, we all wanted the show to go on, but word was getting out in Ateneo that everything will be closed down by 7. I rushed to school, she rushed to school... trying to come up with our own separate speeches for the Director of Administrative Services only to find out that they are letting us have a show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But later on that day as technicals and sound check were going on Chari called the company to announce that the opening will be moved to Thursday and today's matinee and evening performance will be a Sunday performance next week because of the State of Emergency status of Manila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayang nga eh, we were all getting siked up for the opening... everyone had their own little pre-show regimen started--- extra joss, red bull, make up, warming up their voices to some guitar jamming in the dressing room... but in hindsight, I feel that it was for the good of the show anyway. Technicals were a mess during the preview and some say energy needed some work. This weekend the cast will rest/recharge and hopefully come rehearsal time on Wednesday, we would run Sweet Charity like it was opening night and the energy will sustain us till the end of the run on Sunday! At least we still got time to promote the show. We have not sold out the other performances yet, as it has been with BlueREP we never require people to watch the shows, so we really have to promote, promote, and promote and make people interested enough to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights of the bygone days since I last blogged:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feb 14: Before rehearsals Chari gave me a nice cognac/brandy butter soap from Lush. Then she handed me a Beauty Bar Bag that she said she got in Hong Kong. I was like, ohh whoa, nice. Then I opened it... &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/valentines2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/valentines2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It was from Rony!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He got me a Burt's Bees Foot creme which included a cute bumble yellow socks, an Anne Proulx book which included the short story of Brokeback Mountain and a picture card from Chari and Abi!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So sweet, it was a nice surprise and a very sweet Valentine's Day/Birthday Present!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;LOVE YOU BU!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feb 16: My Birthday... I turned 22... so old... hay. Jepoy and Geegee got me a delicious chocolate frosted chocolate cake with a caramel filling inside. Yum! Shared it with the cast. It was also a dress rehearsal for Sweet Charity. There were saw dust everywhere... I was sick--- allergic rhinitis, fever, and phlegm... blech. It was not fun... Instead of celebrating my birthday, I went home right after rehearsals, took medication and went to sleep.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/nikoandgee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/nikoandgee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Geegee(Charity) and I (Monte the Cop) at one of our rehearsals.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feb 17: Promotional event at Century Park Hotel in Manila. I was still sick, but it was a good exposure performing excerpts of Sweet Charity in front of an audience. Chari said, remember how it feels like to be doing what you love in front of these people, and yes it was a good feeling.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feb 21: I was literally just so tired and I had an oral examination for my Theology class. Still sick, was too tired to study the night before and so nervous because of the damn test. Had a 7:30 AM class and went straight to the theatre to help out with the set and help supervise the set up for light and sounds also making letters for the admin to let us use the air-conditioning and extend our stay in the theatre so that technicals would be perfect na. 2:30 that day was my oral exam... Thank God i was able to pick a thesis which I just read about... hopefully my grade is more than a C.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feb 23: First run of Sweet Charity with an audience. Lights and sound were a mess. Performance was okay. Had dinner at Mcdo with some of the cast and Enzo Virata, last year's company manager was there too. Nice to see him! Went home talked with Rony on the phone and slept.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feb 24: Show was cancelled. awww sad face... Hung out at Geegee's with Aram over pizza and cold beer, then went home by 9 PM... &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;NOW: Just being here... wasting time, you know... hehe. Might see Memoirs of a Geisha or Munich with my brother at Eastwood or Gateway... not so sure yet... or hang out with my childhood friend Joe who is here from Pangasinan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;There ya go...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh my Rony is coming here on the 26th of March for some Disney work and extending his stay for a vacation in Boracay! Yay! I love it!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank God I got some birthday money that I was gonna use to make libre, but since I am selfish, I'll use it for Bora. I am so happy I'll get to spend the first part of the summer with Rony I finally get to spend time with him again... and at the beach pa... heaven! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So if you're there on the 30th to the third, let's be one with nature and party hardy! Hna gout with me and Rony and experience the land of milk and honey... (just wanted it to rhyme hehe).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-114084338567886667?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/114084338567886667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=114084338567886667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/114084338567886667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/114084338567886667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/02/so-far-so-good.html' title='... so far so good'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-113967456620023038</id><published>2006-02-11T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T00:22:44.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... so</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;im finally blogging after some depressing random entry and a burst of poetic tragedy for previews blog entries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my siblings and i have moved to a nice cozy pad in U.P. village closer to my brother's office and closer to Ateneo so I'm loving it. My sister and younger brother aren't too thrilled cause they go to school all the way in Manila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh well... they can't do anything anymore, plus they love the place too, we get a nice gate, a garage, a mail box, and a terrace... very homey... aahhh the simple things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... currently busy with school and Sweet Charity rehearsals. BlueREP will finally move into the theatre on Monday, so that is something to get excited about. We open in two weeks... we still got some production problems, but hopefully the cast and crew will be able to fix it and shit so we just have to worry about the show itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... missing my bu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly he wont be here to watch the show, he is planning a March trip here in the Philippines so that's another thing to look forward to!!! I hope time flies by quickly so I can hug my bu already *sigh* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC03774.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC03774.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nice pic of me and him noh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But of course my hair has gotten longer now and as always have maintained my "scruffy" look as Bea and Kyla put it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC04763.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC04763.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Been contemplating about a lot of things lately... mostly concerning myself---the whole finding my purpose in life enchilada... (how self centered, noh?) I just gotta learn not to be erratic at these moments though... apply philosophy in my life perhaps? so i dont regret shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Geegee and I made it a point that we should be nicer to people and I more responsible in everything... shet... so hard to do, so hard huhu... hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*sigh* wish i was with bubu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i hope the rumor that he has replaced me with pluto is not true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC04790.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC04790.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;damn dog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;am turning 22 next week... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;now everyone will make fun of me for being old for a college junior... i had 7th and 8th grade okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;what you gonna get me punk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-113967456620023038?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/113967456620023038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=113967456620023038' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113967456620023038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113967456620023038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/02/so.html' title='... so'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-113852043384900436</id><published>2006-01-29T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T15:40:33.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;astray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;let me walk alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;In darkness and sunshine, let me breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;let me loose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;let me dwell in my mind's desires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the music taking me to a place unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;away from familiarity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;into the depths past insanity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;in solitude make me fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;a place i cannot lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;looking for the being restored in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;a walk alone will change my entity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;An internal curiousity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;is bliss eternally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;just a second to be free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;let me walk alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;let me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-113852043384900436?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/113852043384900436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=113852043384900436' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113852043384900436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113852043384900436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/01/random-thoughts.html' title='random thoughts...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-113851706395163972</id><published>2006-01-29T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T14:44:23.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi bubu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;miss ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;love ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-113851706395163972?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/113851706395163972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=113851706395163972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113851706395163972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113851706395163972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/01/hi-bubu.html' title='hi bubu!'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-113763381905204780</id><published>2006-01-19T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T09:23:39.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A second Honeymoon?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/IMGP1403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/IMGP1403.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The parents being kids again in Disney World Florida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My dad was embarrassed at first to try out the carousel, but then he said he saw someone bigger than him so it was all smiles from there... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This was during the New Year. They have since gone back to New Jersey and as of yesterday have been staying for a couple of days in Buffalo, NY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Today they leave again for Florida... they are doing the East coast like it's an MRT trip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hopefully my mom gets to see the Grand Canyon... that's one of her huge travel dreams and visit her sister in TEXAS. She's getting back on the 30th so sinusulit na toh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-113763381905204780?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/113763381905204780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=113763381905204780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113763381905204780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113763381905204780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/01/second-honeymoon.html' title='A second Honeymoon?'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-113746748502902250</id><published>2006-01-17T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T11:16:56.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Philosophy on Time and Future (Part I)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Recently I have come to the conclusion that school might not be for me anymore. Other than going to rehearsals and seeing my friends, it seemed like education has lost its luring incentive to make me want to thirst for some knowledge so it can get me out to the real world being intelligibly elite (bwahaha) and worldly among my peers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been disinterested in opening up my notes, reading ahead, and doing my homework. And worst of all, getting out of bed and making myself go to school has become a real struggle, wherein the option of just sleeping till noon spells perfection in my head. Weird me, I just do not see the point in studying for classes that bore and annoy me. I have become a glass-eyed doll, maybe a robot, just going through the motions of everyday life. I find myself half asleep, or sometimes just staring into empty spaces, letting all information go through me without absorption and with no sense of additive wisdom fulfilling my being. I have been wondering why in class it seems like my curiosity has not been riled up, that how come there is no desire of wanting my questions answered, or why there aren’t there even questions clouding my head anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think at 21, going on 22 next month, this is a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know, maybe it is the gradual journey to the pit of abysmal dumbness. My educational world has come to a halt where satisfaction in where I am is just so tempting like pina colada on a hot summer day at the beach or an ice-cold beer after final exams, where brain cells are allowed to rot and it will be perfectly okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be happy in school is I guess what I am saying. I miss the feeling of learning something and the urge to share it because it is just so great and applicable in life. I want it to be the same feeling as I am part of a stage production, that same adrenaline rush before a performance, the natural high when performing on stage, and the reflex of smiles during the curtain call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious self-motivation should be implemented... *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-113746748502902250?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/113746748502902250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=113746748502902250' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113746748502902250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113746748502902250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/01/philosophy-on-time-and-future-part-i.html' title='Philosophy on Time and Future (Part I)'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-113746379549190080</id><published>2006-01-17T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T10:09:55.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey goodlookin'!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/teaser01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/teaser01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hello Boys and Girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Watch out for BlueREP's upcoming musical this February!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Directed by Ms. Chari Arespacochaga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Musical Direction by Manman Angsico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Choreography by BlueREP alumni Kyla Rivera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Let's have some fun... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-113746379549190080?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/113746379549190080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=113746379549190080' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113746379549190080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113746379549190080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/01/hey-goodlookin.html' title='Hey goodlookin&apos;!'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-113639388371300642</id><published>2006-01-05T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T00:58:03.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someboday loves me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;He loves me! Somebody Loves me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/Baby2004_026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/Baby2004_026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Look how much we've changed (gained weight) hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/3new.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/3new.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Today is our 2nd year anniversary as a couple. So glad am with Rony... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/ronyandrei1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/ronyandrei1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Who would've thought we'd have all these memories to share?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;January 4... two Years bu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-113639388371300642?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/113639388371300642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=113639388371300642' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113639388371300642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113639388371300642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2006/01/someboday-loves-me.html' title='Someboday loves me!'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-113576664210104687</id><published>2005-12-28T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T19:51:35.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... white christmas... veranda... long distance... and the like...</title><content type='html'>... we are well into the Christmas season as I am here finally blogging about the happenings and going-ons in my so called on this fourth day of Christmas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but before that let me just say Thank you to my bubu for visiting Manila for more than a week to spend time with me before the holidays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had so much fun hanging out--- dinner with Angel and la familia, coffee and the accumulation of starbucks stickers i have yet to complete, sleeping in the tent, looking all spiffy for Jennie and Rein's wedding... being with friends rehearsals and over at Fuzion and going to the spa (except for that accident, so sorry about that bubu). I sure wished we spent the holidays together... but that time will come soon enough... got him a huge ass starbucks city mug that says manila so every time he drinks coffee, he'll think of me hihi. I told him to get me a hong kong one so we match! I hope his back is better and his dad who just fainted a while ago on their way to Disney is feeling better too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everyone must have celebrated Pasko one way or the other. I know some people have a nice old Christmas dinner then open their presents in the morning... Some just doze of till xmas morning and have a feast during breakfast and roll along on their bellies poofed out all day... And some like us, have it Filipino style with a night mass and noche buena in anticipation for this joyous event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/Christmas%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/Christmas%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My sister Faye and nephew Aeden before church&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/Christmas%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/Christmas%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kuya and Ate Roma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year we dress as angels parading across the streets with our little wings and feather boas... oh wait... thats the white party...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/Christmas%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/Christmas%20043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well right now my parents are driving across the eastcoast, their first stop was jersey, onto philadelphia and now down to florida with mickey mouse and company...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/Christmas%20023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/Christmas%20023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so the rest of noche buena was upto my siblings and me... we wanted it the traditional way, how our parents would do it... we had our jamon, potato and chicken macaroni salads, and our own specialties--- mashed potatoes and salisburay steak, lasagna--- spicy chicken and tuna and good old beef lasagna, grilled porkchops and corn on the cob... hmmm and who can forget the quezo de bola that no one really touches... didnt have chestnuts this year so that was kinda sad... its never christmas without chestnuts, well for me anyway.... but everyone at home was in high holiday spirits and come midnight we were stuffing ourselves crazy... stayed up till about 4am making kwento with my siblings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/Christmas%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/Christmas%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twas a nice feeling bonding with my sibling even though my parents werent around... thats how its gonna in the future and am glad we all get along and stand each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/Christmas%20waaah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/Christmas%20waaah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh here are some pics from my parents US trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/snow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In Jersey outside my tita's house... the left second floor windows was where my room was when I lived there... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/conference.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/conference.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/mother.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/mother.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the City of Brotherly Love, Philadelphia PA. At the hotel they stayed in for the Global Health Council conference they both presented in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/dressedup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/dressedup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dressing the part. Dr. Alexander and Dr. Fatima Pamintuan... sosyal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;... all spiffy and fabulous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss my parents! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-113576664210104687?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/113576664210104687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=113576664210104687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113576664210104687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113576664210104687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/12/white-christmas-veranda-long-distance.html' title='... white christmas... veranda... long distance... and the like...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-113513261879722572</id><published>2005-12-21T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T10:36:58.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;... nah changed my mind... ill do this in the comfort of my room... just got out of class... last day of classes before the break today... sooo siked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i miss my bubu... i hope his back is better... love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;catch ya later fuckers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-113513261879722572?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/113513261879722572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=113513261879722572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113513261879722572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113513261879722572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/12/update.html' title='update...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-113362012274371943</id><published>2005-12-03T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T22:28:43.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... love is in the air...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/yeah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/yeah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My bubu is here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Just in time for our 23rd month tomorrow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;almost two bubu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Happy 23!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-113362012274371943?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/113362012274371943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=113362012274371943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113362012274371943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113362012274371943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/12/love-is-in-air.html' title='... love is in the air...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-113323657873810812</id><published>2005-11-29T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T11:56:18.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...shet the life of a busy bee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;actually busy-busihan lang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;ergh... i hate school, i don't like theology!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;thank god for sweet charity!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My bubu is here on satuday night! Excitement in the air!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;have a new blog layout thanks to rony's sister!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;my bubu is here for our 23 month together! wahooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;now im bored... shet i hope i do well in school this semester.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hope i become a better actor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;my parents are going to the states, i think they are spending the holidays there with my grandparents in florida... leaving us, their children to fend for ourselves... hehe actually my siblings and i are planning to spend christmas in baguio with my other lola and we do the cooking for her. i miss her. i remember her taking us to the huge cathedral with the long steps every sunday. and buying us cotton candy (bubblegum flavor!) at the coney island store over at session road. there was also burnham park and camping out with my cousins---cooking sardines, rice and corned beef on fire and coal. hay baguio... kaya lang today ndi masyadong malamig dun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;we would also want my nephew aeden to experience baguio, like we always used to when we would spend our christmas and summer breaks there. my dad and his siblings grew up in baguio, went to a belgian (maybe american) school there--- st. louis boy's high, or something. was looking through his pictures, as in they were wearing neck ties, cardigans, and pleated pants and all the boys had the same semi-kalbo haircut. funny how in manila the spanish influence is quite evident, in baguio, well through my dad's pictures, the american culture is the more prominent one. my dad and his cousins even shined shoes in burnham to get 5 cents. each had their own crate of shoe shining tools... they did this to get extra money, not naman parang yung parang mga bata bigla nalang linilinisan mga paa natin kung asa jip, only realizing it of course after you have screamed and kicked the kid... anyhoo fun story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;am goin with geegee to makati... waiting for her now... i call her the dancing hippo, my partner in crime! ergh... its hot here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;bubu! im excited ull be here na!!!! mwah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-113323657873810812?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/113323657873810812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=113323657873810812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113323657873810812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113323657873810812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/11/shet-life-of-busy-bee.html' title='...shet the life of a busy bee'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-113207671607135219</id><published>2005-11-16T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T01:47:56.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... random picture of</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;oh who else... ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/devil2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rony took this picture back in his place in HK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;You can imagine what we did right after...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;MHMMMMMMMMM!!! Yeah baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yup... we had Indian food take out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-113207671607135219?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/113207671607135219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=113207671607135219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113207671607135219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113207671607135219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/11/random-picture-of.html' title='... random picture of'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-113207476016928657</id><published>2005-11-16T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T01:37:26.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... bubu blues... school... and home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/HKAdventure392.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;... been back here for more than a week and been thrust into reality right when i stepped on Philippine soil. Been missing Rony and it sucks being away from him... but we do our usual phone calls and text messages... we keep in touch and though it's different from being with him, it's the next best thing. Time flies by really fast anyway, it's going to be December in no time and he'll fly down here and we'll get to spend time before the holidays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/HKAdventure465.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I just wish I could hug him though... *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and dad came here from Pangasinan last night. My mom left after dinner cause it's the first day of school in the University of Pangasinan where she teaches as a professor. My dad is in town for a week of conference meetings in some hotel, but he doesn't like checkin in and just stays in the apartment. That means it's a week of kakuletan from my dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my mom was here to show support for my younger bro Carlo in his capping ceremonies. My bro finished the first phase of being a nursing student i think... he still has two years to go so he is not exactly a nurse yet... but now he is some kind of a certified caregiver. Not sure if he plans to join the Filipino nurse diaspora in the US or Europe... but he has already made the decision that he wants to be a Doctor, better that than a nurse, not that there's anything wrong with being a nurse, it's just that my dad has been trying to get someone in our family to follow in his footsteps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My older brother and I have chosen the Fine Arts field so, so my dad failed in convincing us. But at least now, looks like Papsi is going to have two doctors (my sister is finishing up nursing school and is going to take the exam to get into medical school in april... crazy people).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah... I had my 7:30 Philo class this morning... sucks waking up that early to listen to annoying lectures... ergh... so after that class I went back home... took a nap. I still had a 4:30 to 7:30 class so, before that I hung out with my mother and Aeden my nephew!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/Yowsah31.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace brotha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/Yowsah28.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brownies!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/Yowsah29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making gulo tito carlo, hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/Yowsah30.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aeden Felix Rafael... cute like his tito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually put these pictures up for Rony to see Aeden... I hope you like it bu!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On blueREP: Been busy doing Sweet Charity work, another musical which I am part of and PMing for. So excited for rehearsals to start already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got Theology class in tagalog... of course I freaked out... I mean I do understand tagalog and I speak it fluently, but it is different when your lectures are in tagalog. The first day of class, I was scared cause I didn't understand how he was explaining the syllabus. All his tests, papers, projects will be in Filipino... so im going to switch to an english speaking section... yuck feeling hindi Pinoy! Anyway it is time for bed... But before that lookie:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/BU.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite pics of bubu! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-113207476016928657?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/113207476016928657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=113207476016928657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113207476016928657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113207476016928657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/11/bubu-blues-school-and-home.html' title='... bubu blues... school... and home...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-113121970600795610</id><published>2005-11-06T03:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T04:04:00.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... It's all because of Bu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC03545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC03545.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC03544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC03544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;... so stay with me and hold me tight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Shucks this is going to be my last entry from Hong Kong... although I am excited to go back home and see my family... I'm a bit sad that my stay here has come to an end... that playing house with Rony will have "to be continued."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I had the best 17 days of my life here in Hong Kong with Rony... when I first got here, it seemed that more than two weeks was going to be really long, however now, looking back, it feels too short a time. A week or two more with bu would be the best, hmmm make that everyday for the rest of our lives hehe! But all good things must come to an end in order to make room for better ones ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll miss Hong Kong... everything about it that I experienced. The food, shopping, ferry rides to Central, walking around Tsim Sha Tsui, Ocean park, The Space Museum, Disneyland! hanging out with Rony by the plaza and having take out... Looking out the beach from Rony's balcony... Cooking for Rony... Hugging Rony and watching him sleep... God morning kisses... Holding hands... the I love you's... DVD nights...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC02861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC02861.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*sigh* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's going to be hard again getting unused to all these... but I know that it's going to be harder for Rony. I got blueREP to keep me busy in school and my siblings to take my mind off things when I get home. I'm just worried and sad cause when Rony gets home I won't be there waiting for him... and he'll be all by himself... I know he'll be sad cause he said he has already gotten used to me being there. I just hope na it won't be so bad. I don't want him feeling down and if only hugs and kisses could be sent through email... I'd do that to keep him warm at night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm all packed up, Rony took a nap for a little bit... I'll miss him so much... we were 22 months on the 4th... whoa, almost two years, am glad we're still together... despite the distance... despite the difficulties that all relationships go through... I just hope he knows how grateful  I am of him and how lucky I feel to be loved by him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll be thinking of you everynight bu... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/feetfotato3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC02846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC02846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I love you... Happy 22 months!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll miss you bu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/feetfotato5.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/feetfotato5.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Goodbye Hong Kong... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-113121970600795610?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/113121970600795610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=113121970600795610' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113121970600795610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113121970600795610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-all-because-of-bu.html' title='... It&apos;s all because of Bu...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-113083340420533835</id><published>2005-11-01T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T16:23:24.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/sweet_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/sweet_003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Calling all talented performers (actors, singers, and dancers) in and out of Ateneo de Manila University&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be part of Ateneo blueREPERTORY’s major musical production of Sweet Charity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Charity tells the story of an optimistic young woman named Charity Hope Valentine, who works as a dance hall hostess in a disreputable establishment. A true romantic, she hopes to find true love by trying to escape from her job. Though every man she meets breaks her heart, she continues to be the loving, vibrant and hopeful spirit that she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Tony award-winning Broadway classic and Fosse Original includes Big Spender, Rhythm of Life, and many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be staged on February 24 and 25 (two shows on Saturdays), and March 3 and 4 (two shows on Saturdays), at the Rizal Mini-Theatre, Ateneo de Manila University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directed by veteran musical theatre actress Chari Arespacochaga (Honk!, Footloose the Musical, BlueRepertory‘s Merrily-We-Roll-Along) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Musical direction by Manman Angsico (Urinetown, Hedwig and the Angry Inch, Rocky Horror Show) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Set design by Joel Reyes (Trumpets and Stages Productions)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPEN AUDITION DETAILS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 11 (Friday), OPEN AUDITIONS, 1PM to 3PM Gonzaga Dance Hall, 3rd Flr. Gonzaga Building (SONG)&lt;br /&gt;Dance call backs also on November 11 from 3PM to 5 PM&lt;br /&gt;November 12 (Saturday), CALLBACKS, 1pm to 5pm, Gonzaga Dance Hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REQUIREMENTS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Prepare a Broadway song (sung in acapella, with a minus one, or piano piece).&lt;br /&gt;2. Wear comfy clothes&lt;br /&gt;3. Bring 1 X 1 picture for your audition forms.&lt;br /&gt;4. Don’t be late! Strict schedule will be followed. This means no song audition will be entertained after 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;5. Please bring P50 for the 2 cds with the soundtrack of Sweet Charity (old and new version) in case you get called back and have to learn a song for the next day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLEASE BE REMINDED:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REHEARSALS WILL START ON NOVEMBER 14 UNTIL THE SHOW OPENS ON FEBRUARY AND MARCH 2006. 430 TO 830 PM DAILY, AND 900 AM TO 430 PM ON SATURDAYS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODLUCK! WE HOPE TO SEE YOU THERE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-113083340420533835?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/113083340420533835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=113083340420533835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113083340420533835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113083340420533835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/11/calling-all-talented-performers-actors.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-113073806570452175</id><published>2005-10-31T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T13:55:03.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... the beach series...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The Discovery Bay Shore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/feetfotato4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/feetfotato4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;By the Discovery Bay Shore after breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/feetfotato3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/feetfotato3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rony and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/feeffotato3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/feeffotato3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC03251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC03251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC03243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC03243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/feetfotato2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/feetfotato2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh them vanity shots... sorry hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC03245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC03245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hey Handsome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/FEETFOTATO.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/FEETFOTATO.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Just love the feeling of sand underneath my feet and toes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/feetfotato5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/feetfotato5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pa pa rap pap pa... Love ko 'toh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-113073806570452175?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/113073806570452175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=113073806570452175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113073806570452175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113073806570452175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/10/beach-series.html' title='... the beach series...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-113069549152044393</id><published>2005-10-31T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T02:04:51.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... shrieks and gore...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC03194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/DSC03194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;p&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;y &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;al&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; A&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-113069549152044393?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/113069549152044393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=113069549152044393' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113069549152044393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113069549152044393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/10/shrieks-and-gore.html' title='... shrieks and gore...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-113060520804410813</id><published>2005-10-29T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T01:00:08.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... am walking on sunshine... oh and moonlight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC03136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC03136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rony got home late last night from Disney... poor bubu, all tired from work... so after i kept him company for dinner, we went straight ahead and watched House of Wax... so dumb... I swear... quite predictable... well we started it na and although Rony was falling asleep at the beginning he stayed up with me and tortured ourselves for the rest of the night... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;... the next day... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Went around Tsim Sha Tsui... to the space museum we went... saw this human body film on a huge ass dome screen, as in the screen was a huge dome... super larger than life... almost fell asleep on that one, but some parts were interesting... not so bad... then took a quick tour of the space gadgets and stuff... well... i think my brother would have appreciated it more... i'm not too much of a space technology fan. However what I enjoyed the most were the ancient methods in which various civilizations (Mayan, Egyptians, Native Americans, etc.) observed the cosmos even creating their accurate 365 calendars, my my... we earthlings are indeed curious beings hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC03045.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC03045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC03048.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC03048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;After that to the Avenue of the Stars we went, I guess it's like the Hollywood walk of fame with Hong Kong Stars and their hand prints on the ground...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC03073.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/DSC03073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Really fun taking pics and walking around. Had an awesome view of the Hong Kong skyline and the weather was perfect, not hot not cold... My bubu and I had fun being "tourists" and doing all the touristy things people get to do hehe. I loved it. Am gonna miss spending time with Rony *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/avenue.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/avenue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Actually the real reason why am here in HK is cause I am doing a foreign film to be entered in the Asian Film Festival in Bangladesh, am playing myself ofcourse, see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC03069.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/DSC03069.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyhoo... after taking pictures we decided to walk around Nathan Road and got my sister this really nice tube-dress or whatever u call it, of course I had to explain that it was for her to the Chinese woman helping me cause she was looking at me funny. Came across this street where they named me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC03086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/DSC03086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;How apt!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Had dinner at this Chinese Teahouse, awesome food, sweet and sour pork curry friend rice is all we needed to calm our tummy... tried this weird chicken and scallops wrapped in some kind of gooey rice wrap... hmmm... okay lang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC03080.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC03080.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;the pig that I am... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Then at the Starbucks Rony and I went to the first time I went to HK... we're just making more memories together... lovely ain't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC03089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC03089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Then off we went back to Avenue of the Stars to watch the light spectacle... Bubu and I were by the pier looking over the skyline once again... I would like to say that I was thrilled... but it was a bit unexciting... still, Rony and I got awesome shots... and we don't have none of that in our dear old mother land so I was impressed with the lasers rays shooting out from the buildings and the colorful lights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC03114.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/DSC03114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC03093.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/DSC03093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;After the light show, stopped by Harbor City mall and checked out the stores, got a foundation from Mac (you know, Mac? You can buy all the make up that mac can make?--- Unpretty by TLC) so I have one for the next show I do... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Saw a ship and why not pose like a pirate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC03139.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC03139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Arrrhhh.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Then took two ferry rides before finally docking to Discovery bay. Stopped by the grocery and bought food for tomorrow's lunch with Rony's friend (who happens to be one fo my brothers schoolmates back in elementary--- small world)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC03142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/DSC03142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tired, but I had a splendiferous time with my bubu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Love you! Mwah ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Haaay, Hong Kong--- Live it, Love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Good night world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-113060520804410813?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/113060520804410813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=113060520804410813' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113060520804410813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113060520804410813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/10/am-walking-on-sunshine-oh-and.html' title='... am walking on sunshine... oh and moonlight!'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-113050054728945705</id><published>2005-10-28T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T19:55:47.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... the rundown...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/yay14.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im here in Hong Kong, been out a couple of times, went shopping in Mong Kok, Dinner and a ferry Ride to Hong Kong Central, Of course spending two days in Disneyland (hotel and park), it's been so great so far. I spend the earlier part of the day though just hanging out here at home, maybe even going to the Discovery bay Plaza to have lunch--- food trippin, reading the Sweet Charity Script, watching DVDs, I'm not bored at all. Life here, as I have experienced it thus far, is so relaxed, well maybe cause I'm on vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/yay12.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The view from my Bu's balcony, Discovery Bay, Lantau Island  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/yay13.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ME!!! Another Photoshoot with myself! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also a huge sense of independence where you're here in HK. The efficient bus schedules and MTR routes are just so convenient, you can practically go anywhere in HK and won't feel like you're lost at all. Ofocurse I have yet to explore and wonder HK by myself. I gotta try it one of these days, but I'd rather share the memories of HK with Rony... at least that way there's someone to take pictures! hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooked a nice meal for Rony last night. Well, it was a rather simple meal really. Breaded pork chops for Rony and ginataang calabas at sitaw for me (Squash and Long Beans in coconut milk sauce--- in-English pa talaga, why not?)--- Rony doesn't eat gulay mind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yun from work Rony got home as I was preparing the meal---taught him how to bread the pork chop so it wouldn't be too boring and a little more crispy and golden when cooked. Yum! I am not the best cook in my family (my siblings are awesome, they got they're own specialties i.e. my older brother Alexis copies from what he tastes in restaurants, My sister Faye is an expert in Filipino food as in Adobo, Sinigang, Pinakbet, Kare-Kare, and Ate Roma, Alexis' wife and Carlo the youngest experiment with flavors and mixes of food that they do not know what to name their recipes, but they come out excellent though, me--- prito and pasta hehe--- pababy effect sa bahay--- I give the money they make the food and I slice the ingridients or wear an apron and "supervise" hehe ), but the least of the best as Rony put it, is good enough for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I made some creamy-mushroom sauce for the pork chops and the ginataang calabasa and sitaw was all mine (kasi I miss the food na din at home eh, that's why I made it)! I love grocery shopping and yesterday I was thrilled to be walking around Park and Shop and living the Stepford wife/Desperate Housewife experience... Bought Rony some spices, Green seedless grapes, the yogurt was on sale so I got that too... as in food shopping here reminded me so much of how it was in the States... fun fun fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at subway yesterday and saw Rallion Alonso (Shark's brother--- basta he's a theatre person in the Philippines) and his girlfriend Des so I stopped by and said hello. After that went over to Watsons to by lubrication... er... for the squeaky screws on Rony's door... KIDDING PEOPLE!!! anyway came across this 3 day detox drink diet... I was curious--- I bought it, but I probably won't even try it. Shet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning lady was here at Rony's place today, she cleaned, I slept till 3. She left at 5 and now I'm here... thinking of what to cook for Rony. Don't know if we're going out tonight, we like to be spontaneous and just go with the flow sometimes, there are always night markets and what-nots here so I'm sure there's still something to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night bubu and I cuddled and watch the first four episodes of the 2nd season of Desperate Housewives... felt nice to be watching in darkness while Rony is right next to me... *sigh* I'll miss this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO anyway here's a tour of Rony's Peaceful Mansion pad (that's the name of the building)... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/yay3.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's where we cuddle... hihi  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/yay4.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another perspective  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/yay7.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ain't it neat?!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/yay6.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those are my oranges... Rony doesn't like em...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/yay2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With proper lighting, the bathroom can be considered sacred hehe  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/yay8.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where the infamous porkchops were made mhmmm  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/yay11.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where babies are made ;p  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/yay9.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Extra room and Rony's Broadway Soundtracks  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/yay10.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Futton... what a funny word... It's where babies are also made!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/yay1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Best part of the house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love you bubu... come home from work na!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-113050054728945705?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/113050054728945705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=113050054728945705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113050054728945705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113050054728945705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/10/rundown_28.html' title='... the rundown...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-113017171324244473</id><published>2005-10-24T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T00:42:12.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... a day in the park with sofronio...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well, make that two days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC02908.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/DSC02908.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; ... And who cannot resist doing the Asian Peace sign thaaaang... at the courtyard of the Disney Hotel... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;First Rony and I checked in at the Disneyland Hotel (sorry if you've read Rony's blog already, but we got different sets of pics?) hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was fun... room was super neat with a Jacuzzi and everything... *sigh* heaven. Actually the entire theme of the hotel was quite impressive... so very new england Victorian age...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo... we went around the hotel, from pretending to be mermaids to trying out the maze... it was amazing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC02918.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/DSC02912.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's the best shot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC02922.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/DSC02922.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; By the Pier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Had Dinner at the Hollywood Hotel Barbeque Place... where Rony had salmon (tasted good, I don't like eating fish mind you) and I had lamb... mhmmm... tummy full indeed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC029411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Then back to the suite for some Desperate Housewives marathon... such an intelligent series! Gna start the 2nd season na after doing this entry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Then to the park we went... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC02966.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/DSC02966.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rony thought of this pose for me... hihi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC030111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The Dumbo ride... Looks like I was having fun noh? Yeah well I'm just pretending... so scared of heights! Look at my bu... so cute and calm... Am glad he was there with me even though we had a little tampuhan... but that's not for blogging...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Had an awesome weekend and am glad I got to spend every minute of it with my Sofronio... Am glad I got to experience this with him, I was like a little kid in the park... with my childhood sweetheart... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;THANKS FOR TODAY Bubu! love ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;mwah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-113017171324244473?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/113017171324244473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=113017171324244473' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113017171324244473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113017171324244473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/10/day-in-park-with-sofronio.html' title='... a day in the park with sofronio...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-113000896446035995</id><published>2005-10-23T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T03:22:44.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... the honeymooners...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's the first day, of the rest of my life... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Am finally free... ah, ah, ahhhhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/drei1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/drei1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Okay those lines are from The Little Mermaid, how apt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC02869.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC02869.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;There's a cock, I mean Kok on my face. Hehehe, That's Mong Kok actually. Went shopping with Rony at the night market tonight. Super fun walking through the busy streets of town, so bright and alive, full of Chinese people and the weather was nice and breezy. Perfect!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC02857.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC02857.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My bu taking a pic of himself while I was buying gumat 7-11... so cyootie! The best part was waking up right next to my bu and cooking breakfast for him. It's like we're married, we just need kids and a cat then it'll be a family, with a home and not just a house... yuck corny...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lovin' it here... Checkin in at the Disney Hotel tomorrow. Can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-113000896446035995?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/113000896446035995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=113000896446035995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113000896446035995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/113000896446035995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/10/honeymooners.html' title='... the honeymooners...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-112990316762776664</id><published>2005-10-21T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T21:59:27.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... couldn't be happier...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC02823.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC02823.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Why I am here... Look, my bubu matches my luggage! MWAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC02825.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC02825.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Outside the airport waiting for the bus taking us to Discovery Bay where Rony lives... Notice the PDA action right behind us... bwahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC02826.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;At Peaceful Mansion, Discovery Bay Hong Kong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC02838.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Chillin with my bubu *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC02822.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;YEBAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-112990316762776664?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/112990316762776664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=112990316762776664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112990316762776664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112990316762776664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/10/couldnt-be-happier.html' title='... couldn&apos;t be happier...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-112966309665216714</id><published>2005-10-19T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T03:18:16.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two more days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;finally on a break from school... hay shet... the things I could give so i can just graduate and do my own thing in life... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;but like what I told myfriend before, I gotta grow up learning and knowing something, and be smart. All the philosophy, theology, and theatre history crap that I'm learning... they'll be coffee book conversations someday and I will have something to say... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Note to self: I have to be smart. Stay in school fucker!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Finally settled all my financial accounts in school and am clear for the next semester thanks to my grandparents and tita!!! I love them. Have a month's worth of a break so am definitely use up every moment of it. Leaving for HK on friday at arund 3 so gta be by the airport round noon... and to the arms of my love will I be for a good two weeks!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I am so excited to be with Rony again and see his apartment and spend time with him and eat with him and cuddle with him and hug him and... you get the point hehe. Also I'll be seeing Mickey and his friends, it'll be my first time in to visit Disneyland... Can't believe all my years in the US, I never stepped foot on the &lt;em&gt;happiest place on earth&lt;/em&gt; hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Had a meeting with the creative team of BlueRepertory's Sweet Charity. The next production our theatre org will be producing with Chari, same director for Footloose and Merrilly-We-Roll-Along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ultimate Sacrifice... Yuck ang babaw neto... but anyhoo, I love acting and performing on stage. But I might not be able to be part of the cast of Sweet Charity because I have the show needed a production manager. not that I am not happy or I felt forced to be PM... it's just that I know once I see the cast rehearsing, i would wish I was doing the show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;ON THE OTHER HAND, I know that PMing the show will be a learning experience for me as a theatre arts major, every little experience will help me out and when is the better time to start right? I'm actually quite nervous about all this, last night I called up Miss Sissa, our PM from Footloose and asked her a bunch of questions about the responsibilities of one in my position... She was quite helpful and encouraging and gave me advise and told me to email or call her if I had any more questions... And I went online and got on a bunch of theatre company websites and looked up what Production managers do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hopefully talaga I do a really good job. I know am gna mess up one way or the other cause it's my first time, but I know I'll gain a lot by doing this. And it's for BlueRep, I have to give back some of the good shit I've learned from what I know about theatre so far. But I'll be under Chari, I'll just do as she commands...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Went to the BlueRevue party on Saturday... all I can say is that I feel old among the new members... now I know what sila gabs felt hehehe. Party started off a bit bland for my taste at the beginning, but then again this was the party of the newbies, and I didn't know a lot of them,  so I just enjoyed myself and once the vodka kicked in... wooohooo party it was!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Slept over Gerauld's with Shark and Pao Ebora that night... while Jill and her guy Micah were sucking each other's toes or something... Gerauld and I heard slurping noises... haha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Went on a food trip the next day... thanks to Gerauld's gracious accomodations, breakfast and lunch were provided for and we went to see 40 year old virgin... before that we had go nuts donuts, mexicali, and terriyaki boy!!!! yebah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;That's why i like being friends with guys! So much fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyway... am bored... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Two more sleeps before I see my bubu! I love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-112966309665216714?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/112966309665216714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=112966309665216714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112966309665216714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112966309665216714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/10/two-more-days.html' title='two more days...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-112922225845557867</id><published>2005-10-14T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T01:06:51.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... forgot the fuckin title... dammit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHARI!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a surprise party for Chari last night at her office at the works... well it was a sorta surprise party, one of our friends from Footloose texted Chari earlier that evening apologizing that she couldn't go. Naturally, she figured that something was cooking up the pot. It was a pleasant night of laughs and drinks though. Also nice to see people that I haven't seen after Footloose, and of course nice to be in the company of Chari and the lovely Abi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long day today... just got home a little while ago... had dinner with some BlueReppers who I haven't hung out with in a while. That was after the 1st day of my Acting Class Final Showcase...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo tired, still have to write a research paper and come up with a presentation on the aesthetics of poetry, imagine that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Rony right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/missingbu5.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/missingbu3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/missingbu2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see? pic taken kanina lang... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hehe, I just cannot wait for Saturday cause all my school shit will be over and done with by then, Rony and I can plan our Hong Kong escapade and I shall be there with my love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/missingbu4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyhoo, yeah im wearing make up... haven't showered yet. As i said I had a show today, a culminating presentation of my acting class. In one of the plays, I play Luis, a necrophiliac doctor. How morbid right? But it's a really nice play, with good writing and ofcourse my fellow actors were the best! It was in tagalog so it was a bit different from the plays I have done before, and I loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this acting thing is really for me... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother got into an accident this morning on her way to La Union to get her passport. Shet... She took a bus there and the bus got into an accident, some people were all bloody, thank God the only &lt;em&gt;galos&lt;/em&gt; she had was a swollen cheeck and some muscle aches. I'm really really thankful that she is okay. She called kanina and wanted us to not worry about her anymore. Haaay, I miss my mom too... She and my dad work too hard. They’re planning to go to the US, hopefully that works out fine as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepiness…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo… I must shower then do my school shit…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you bubu&lt;/span&gt;… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-112922225845557867?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/112922225845557867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=112922225845557867' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112922225845557867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112922225845557867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/10/forgot-fuckin-title-dammit.html' title='... forgot the fuckin title... dammit'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-112870549212590224</id><published>2005-10-08T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T01:18:12.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/pangblog7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/pangblog7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;crazy pic of me and rony, yeah people i was drunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;...Love you bu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;*hug*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-112870549212590224?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/112870549212590224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=112870549212590224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112870549212590224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112870549212590224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/10/something-me.html' title='something me...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-112870206311665371</id><published>2005-10-07T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T00:21:03.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;don't really know what to blog about tonight. just killing time i guess. waiting for rony's phone call. chatting with pom. its a friday night... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;bored as hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;should be studying... but i'm way too lazy. maybe school and i were just never meant to be. so want to graduate already... so many demands in school... actually, maybe i'm just not doing my responsibilities as a student that's why everything looks so overwhelming. i hate it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;had dinner with my sister faye, her ex-boy-friend-that-she's-sorta-seeing, and my younger brother over at mr. kebab by quezon ave. it started to rain and before you know it we were stranded. had the manong get us a cab and now am home at last...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;listening to &lt;em&gt;the last five years soundtrack&lt;/em&gt;, sad sad musical. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;where's rony? stream of conciousness, yeah that's what im doing... writing everything and anything that comes up in my silly mind. fun? heh, not so, but hey im in a boring state right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Though everything picturesque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bodies intertwined as one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Secrets lay before hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;A dying soul in a landscape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;crept by trepidation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;a shattered obsession&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;confessions left open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;kissing tar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bittersweet hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Uncover what's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's just not you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/concrete2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/concrete2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-112870206311665371?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/112870206311665371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=112870206311665371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112870206311665371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112870206311665371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/10/why.html' title='... why?'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-112844326837129406</id><published>2005-10-04T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T00:34:44.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... there's a reason it's you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/yepperz1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/yepperz1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lookie... it's me and Rony... together!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Month 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-112844326837129406?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/112844326837129406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=112844326837129406' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112844326837129406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112844326837129406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/10/theres-reason-its-you.html' title='... there&apos;s a reason it&apos;s you...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-112825621276244958</id><published>2005-10-02T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T20:30:15.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... but here's the best shot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/82.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/82.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;...Inside the dressing room... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-112825621276244958?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/112825621276244958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=112825621276244958' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112825621276244958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112825621276244958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/10/but-heres-best-shot.html' title='... but here&apos;s the best shot'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-112825529737699920</id><published>2005-10-02T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T20:14:57.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... huhuhu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC02638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/DSC02638.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;At the Meralco Theatre Lobby, nice shot of me  with Rony *sigh* He flew all the way from HK just to catch the show, and he saw it twice! Love you bubu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My Ate Roma, good friend Ynna, and my sister Faye Sofronio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The only guy Rony allowed me to flirt with in the cast, Sen... hehe.. Thanx bubu... See I only did what you wanted me to... hihi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anna, Agot, Jennie, and Caisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/2[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/2%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cut Loose! Footloose! I'll miss these freakz-uh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-112825529737699920?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/112825529737699920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=112825529737699920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112825529737699920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112825529737699920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/10/huhuhu.html' title='... huhuhu...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-112822299570214181</id><published>2005-10-02T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T12:13:16.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SA WAKAS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nothing beats staying in on a Friday night just because you want. The weather is nice, a little drizzle here and there, makes for a nice kool breeze afterwards. Am on a sentimental mood right, just watched Cinderella Man starring Rene Zelweigger (how ever you spell it, I don’t wanna look it up) and Russell Crowe on DVD. Very nice story, if my sister didn’t arrive and my nephew’s nanny wasn’t around I’d be bawling my eyes out. So sad, very hopeful… and (whoa, the rain has just gotten more intense as of right now… and I wanted to catch the last full show of Land of the Dead… hehe… I’m a sucker for zombie movies, oh well I guess the undead will have to wait).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I guess this is the long overdue update on this blog. Been so busy the past couple of weeks, so all my free time have been devoted to sleep and some studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Footloose:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday matinee I messed up pretty bad on the Mama Says acapella part. So everyone got thrown off and there was sharping and flating of notes all over. One of my cast members, was freaking out because one of the Little Mermaid casters was there and he sorta wants to be in Mermaid. Of all the days, why that show pa daw that we messed up the harmony (actually I messed up the harmony, so I was like calm down buddy. I tried to be kool about it cause I don’t like people getting on my nerves. And I know that it was my responsibility to hit the notes correctly, but he was treating it like it was the end of the world. As in todo yelling and telling me how I dragged down that part of the song). I don’t know, the way I deal with things, I just keep it kool and deal with what I have to personally… in my head… by myself or whatever… I hate freaking out, so I just get over it right away, make a laugh out of it, and do better. But this time around, I felt sorta down because we were nearing the run of Footloose and for someone to really be telling me how I messed up and that it was not his fault that they tried to make habol the notes, and instead, causing a cacophony, I mean who wouldn’t feel inadequate right? It was hard to shake off that “burden”… they always tell me not to think about the notes, relax, etc… I mean, I don’t know if they see me try, but I did, and I do… sorry I messed up…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah well it was my fault anyway… so being the happy person that I am; I wiped it off like shit outta my ass and flushed it down the drain… I know I’ll just have to learn from this shit and be professional about it. Sooo, I stopped feeling bad and the 8 PM was much better, of course thanks to Felix the ghost singer on the right stage wing who was masungit to me and Kyla that entire week by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our last show on Sunday, the 25th at 3 PM. Very intense show. Everyone was highly energized and the audience was great. Did I tell you that my favorite part of the show is the curtain call? You know why? Well cause we always get a rousing applause from the audience. And that last bow made me a little emotional. A lot of my cast mates were crying… I don’t recall having cried, but I did get teary eyed after we made our last bow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learned a lot from this show and comparing the first time I did Footloose with this one, I really do feel that I have improved somehow from the very first time I tried out this theatre thing. “Bickle” (the name of my character) was more developed, in terms of how I portrayed the role as a nerdy, yet charming *grin* teenager than the “Garvin” character I did before. Whereas back then, it was me playing a part, in this one it was me BEING the part… ay ewan ba kung tama yung pinagsasabi ko, basta I feel better about my acting on this one. Super thanks to Chari who called me last minute to join the cast. I’m not really sad that Footloose is over, I’m happy because I’ve learned a lot from it, and have worked with many great talents in Philippine Theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARTAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need I say more… was fuckin drunk at JayR’s white party… Vodka rocks man! I don’t really know what happened… but I think I was past out the 2nd half of the night, only to wake up and throw up… I had fun though when I was still conscious anyway, we watched a video Robbie and Dan prepared for the cast *tear* was on a laugh trip with people I never thought I get drunk with namely, Agot Isidro, our director Chari, I think our pm Sissa was drunk too… actually everyone was…Woohooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had another party on Wednesday, this time funded by Stages, so we had dinner at Seafood Island in Market Market at The FORT. Awesome food… Plus they gave out Footloose Awards wherein Jennie, Mitch, and Johann presented me with the “We’re Almost Dancing Award” for my bootylicious ass humping dancing in the “Dancing is Not a Crime” number from the play. Hay, yesss, I shall miss the company of these people. Seeing them everyday at rehearsal and having a nice dressing room… I only hope to be part of a professional production again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALITY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So am back in school with full force. I definitely have to step up the plate and make extra strides so as not to fail any classes! Hay, heaven help me ng malupet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-prod work might soon start for Sweet Charity, the next production of BlueRepertory. Hopefully I do well in the auditions so I get to work with Chari again. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/missingyou4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/missingyou4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS: I give mad kudos to all the performers and production of BlueRevuefor doing a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RONY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still in Hong Kong… will be visiting him for two precious weeks… can’t wait! That’s my only motivation to end school with a high note, because when I’m in HK, I want to be devoting my time just to him… plus tuition is really expensive in Ateneo… (Why did I go there?) I wonder what I’ll be doing there with him… But you know what, just being with him will be good enough, it’s like we’re living our future there, me the housewife, and him the man of the house… hehe! I love it! I miss you bubu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-112822299570214181?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/112822299570214181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=112822299570214181' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112822299570214181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112822299570214181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/10/sa-wakas.html' title='SA WAKAS...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-112718208705243075</id><published>2005-09-20T09:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T10:42:11.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... it's a lazy tuesday morning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/DSC01373%5B2%5D2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hese past few days have been so gloomy and dark and rainy... however everything that happened this weekend was like sunshine and a soft embracing breeze...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My bubu was here... yeah. The Musical Director of Disneyland paid me a visit and it was the koolest thing. We met Friday night after a very traumatic-turbulent flight he had. My baby was in a panic, he said that he was thinking if he should write a message telling me that he loves me, so when they find his body, I get the note... *sigh* well, he got here in one piece and alive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;He got to see Footloose twice. Heard him cheer in the audience and THAT made me all happy. Almost all of the musicals I've done, he was the musical director, so it was really nice to see him in the audience, just enjoying the show and enjoying me, haha!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC01327[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/DSC01327%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My family went to watch as well, and they were happy naman! My parents came all the way from Dagupan just to catch the show, and I could see that they enjoyed it, noting however that iba daw ung spirit ng Footloose ng BlueRep, when we first did it for Ateneo. My mom even spoke to Rony and pulled him aside telling him that the music was good, but she liked Rony's handling of the band better... ofcourse! He's perfection... hihi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;naks, my mom meets my boyfriend... and on sunday Rony's family went to catch Footloose too, twas nice to see Angel and Luis--- I only see them when Rony is in town. They said they loved the show, too bad we didnt get to talk about it, they always give good insights. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Then Rony and I had dinner with Kyla over at Cravings in Metrowalk, met up with Topper who we watched eat as we had Ice monsters for desert! Yumm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/DSC01353[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/DSC01353%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh yeah, did I mention Rony has a huge tent in his room? Weird noh? Well that's where we slept the three nights I spent with him. It was like camping, but indoors. With marshmallows, hotdogs, and smores, and such! Hehehe actually no... But it was nice fooling around in it, and by fooling around i mean being foolish, and by being foolish, i mean acting like fools, and by... haaay u get the picture?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rony left early Monday morning. He dropped me off my house first then he called me up when he was about to board *tear*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;But it's all good... Am so glad I got to spend the weekend with him!!! And that he came all the way over here to watch Footloose!!! And he's allowing me to date other people while he's not here... SIKE!! JUST KIDDING bu!!!! can't wait for the sem break so I can go and visit him in HK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I love you BU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyway... pics to follow... meanwhile enjoy these ones here my friend emailed me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-112718208705243075?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/112718208705243075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=112718208705243075' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112718208705243075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112718208705243075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-lazy-tuesday-morning.html' title='... it&apos;s a lazy tuesday morning...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-112676691010984928</id><published>2005-09-15T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T14:48:30.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sup fool!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/footloose4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/footloose2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's part of the opening number of Footloose! That's me in the dorky preppy blue sweater! Nice noh? Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were just done with the second week of our run and so far its been fucking awesome. Been spenidng a lot of time with the cast... less time in school... shet nga eh, might get dropped of Philo class for overcutting cause I don't get up early enough to catch the 7:30 class. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/footloose51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/footloose5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to talk to my philo professor today and he said he has to consult his two assistants about my case. Dammit... I hope they don't drop me out of the class... I'd die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been missing a lot of bluerep tasks as promo and pub manager. I can only imagine what Jill and Kakki are saying about my kasabogan... haaay... Im trying... i swear I am! please forgive meeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rony is here for the weekend. Actually tomorrow night he'll be here from Hong Kong. Good thing he has free time after all this Disney Hong Kong opening hooplah! He is here to see me! And only me! And me!!!!... and Footloose ofcourse ;p hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww I miss my bubu... can't wait till he is here. He's staying till monday and we'll have the rest of the weekend to spend each moment with. Love you bubu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/footloose.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/footloose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another pic of me and my two dressing room roomies... we call ourselves the powerpuff boys... That's JC and Johann right next to each other. I wear the turquois plaid shirt and sixties glasses. SOOO nowehere American noh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been back to school this entire week and I think my body is not used to not doing anythin... so naturally I'm suffering from severe hyperness at home.. my siblings are not used to me being there early...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alis ka nga, tapos balik ka mamayang mga 12 midnight..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice to be home though. I been doing nothin but watching television, eating with my kapatids, and hangin out with Geegee. Last night saw a play in Ateneo with Geegee, Jepoy, and Sharky... oks naman the play... I'm not gonna blog about it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on Footloose, been getting good reviews, saw my pic on the Philippine Daily Inquirer... naks... and now I can actually google my name online and it's gonna show up! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We start our 3rd week of shows tomorrow. Parents will be in town to watch the 8 Pm on Saturday night... Im sooo siked about it! hope they like it... and I want them to see me perform in a nice professional venue with a nice set and everything. They actually saw Footloose when we first performed it with bluerep at RCBC theatre. I hope they get a new feel about the footloose now and enjoy it as much as they did the first one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/footloose3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/footloose3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Look its the finale number of the show!!! Am so glad to be working with some of the same people I've worked with before... caisa, kyla, pom, dan... and now nica who covers for Iya (playing Ariel). Ofcourse this show wouldn't be possible with Chari's geniusness!! I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Gabs, one of my friends said that during curtain call, when the cast pointed to IJ, the musical director, he felt it was so weird that it wasn't Rony that he was seeing standing up *sigh*... I felt that too! But my bu has taken his talents to new heighs as Disney Queen of Music, and he seems happy. So if he's happy, then I'm happy! So proud of him! I hope he is with me too... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/320/footloose4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mama Says number with the boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-112676691010984928?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/112676691010984928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=112676691010984928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112676691010984928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112676691010984928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/09/sup-fool.html' title='sup fool!'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-112615425621524557</id><published>2005-09-08T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T12:37:36.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... im bloggin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/drei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/200/drei.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5455/515/1600/drei.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hey guys... havent blogged in ages!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed my happy 20th month blog entry for my bubu!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you baby... I miss you. I cant wait for him to watch the show. He surprised me opening night. He sent me a nice bouquet of roses and carnations *sigh* I'll post a pic of it later!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... Opening weekend went well! A lot of people went to watch Jonard's show. You guys should have seen him play Ren (jayR plays the same character)... galing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thanks to those who watched and for those who haven't yet... go and SEE IT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Love you BuBu :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-112615425621524557?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/112615425621524557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=112615425621524557' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112615425621524557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112615425621524557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-bloggin.html' title='... im bloggin...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-112544971729532772</id><published>2005-08-31T08:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T08:55:17.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CUT LOOSE with FOOTLOOSE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Holy crap! We're Opening on Friday already!!!!!! Watch! Watch! Please?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;For tickets and schedules, call Ticketworld at 891-9999 or call 635-4478.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-112544971729532772?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/112544971729532772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=112544971729532772' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112544971729532772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112544971729532772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/08/cut-loose-with-footloose.html' title='CUT LOOSE with FOOTLOOSE!'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-112508471798473327</id><published>2005-08-27T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T03:31:57.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SofieBu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I miss my bubu... *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/loveblk.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/loveblk3.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/loveblk2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-112508471798473327?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/112508471798473327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=112508471798473327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112508471798473327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112508471798473327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/08/sofiebu.html' title='SofieBu'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-112340278216142811</id><published>2005-08-07T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T00:58:21.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reheaRsals!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;the Bomont Kids on a break from rehearsing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;It was a good Saturday rehearsal yesterday. Besides being fun, I think the show is shaping up na talaga. The Mama Says song is almost there! Haaay, Konti nalang Lord! Yesterday was also Audie Hemora's birthday... nice naman. the cast contributed money to buy him two cakes. The the Little Mermaid crew stopped by as well to bring food, drinks, and ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After rehearsals the Bomont kids hung out at Jack's Loft. Drinking and Jokes by Jonard and Kuya Raul. Very fun. People were getting tipsy even before 8 PM hehe! A friend of mine was kileeeg... but I won't mention names ofcourse bwahahahaha! Bea and Gabs were also there, happy that we got to chat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards dinner with Hansen at Tasty Dumplings. Love their steamed dumplings and their chili sauce... mhmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then coffee at Starbucks in delta with two CHaChinG friends Tina and Ynna. Talkin about our busy lives hehe. Ynna's a law student, Tina in her fifth year in Chemical Engineering and has an internship with Petron (as a gasoline girl attendant... hehehe JK!) Me, with blueREP and now Footloose. We were also talkin about our two other friends in Dagupan Joe, the male NARSE and Saree who's the only one among the five of us who's totally being a bum... Hay, nagalit daw ka joe kasi he was nagging her to find a job... bwahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home. Rony sent me pics from his friend's birthday party. Kool pics. I'm glad my bubu is having fun and making good friends over there, see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hihi. Love you bubu... Sorry na okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-112340278216142811?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/112340278216142811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=112340278216142811' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112340278216142811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112340278216142811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/08/rehearsals_07.html' title='reheaRsals!'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-112313730866100319</id><published>2005-08-04T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T14:36:43.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... and the story goes on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yay... 19 months today... I love you bubu!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v695/sofronio/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Will you share your life with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;For the next ten minutes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;For the next ten minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;We can handle that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;We could watch the waves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;We could watch the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Or just sit and wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;As the time ticks by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And if we make it till then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Can I ask you again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;For another ten?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And if you in turn agree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;To the next ten minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And the next ten minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Till the morning comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Then just holding you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Might compel me to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ask you for more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;There are so many lives &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I want to share with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I will never be complete until I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-112313730866100319?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/112313730866100319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=112313730866100319' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112313730866100319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112313730866100319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/08/and-story-goes-on.html' title='... and the story goes on'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-112286514241535809</id><published>2005-08-01T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T10:59:02.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy-busyhan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;... footloose rehearsals going great! Still have mama says problems, but I know I am getting there... felix didn't sing with me today, well sorta. I still had him sit right by me so he can correct me if my notes are off. But I see naman the progress. I'm really not a good singer, only started singing when i started theatre with blueREP in 2003, hence I don't have that musicality and the ear for harmony, and that should be a valid excuse right?... but it's not. So I'm working really hard, my siblings are going nuts already with the Mama Says song, but they understand. I told them that I could get fired and my career will be over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;So thanx to my fellow "itlogs" Johann and JC... for their patience... and please konti pang pasensya... makukuha ko na toh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;FELIX... salamat din... as in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I think we start blocking today... which means I have to come in extra early so I can work with felix and practice my notes again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;the people in footloose are kool naman, we've been out a couple of times (thru the insistance of Johann's "bonding expertise") and it's been fun hanging out with a different set of people. I'm so glad though that I get to be with four other blueREPPERS and they are all making blueREP proud... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;that's what blueREP's been wanting naman ever since eh, to be a stepping stone--- an excellent venue to hone skills and talents so we all can move up to main stream theatre. And like Kyla told me, sana tuloy-tuloy na toh... I hope so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rony's been out and about in HK. Had a house warming at his place. Nice apartment... can't wait to be there and see it for myself! Last night was his two months in HK, haaay... it's only been two months lang pala. Working hard on this long distance thing, and it does get hard... but the distance will only keep us together, plus he is coming here next month... and the month after that... I got it lucky I tell you. Miss u bu! Love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/HKtan2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;No school today. Umutot nanaman pari sa ateneo hehehe. Naw its St. Ignatius day so atleast I gt to wake up and take my time and not rush to school like i always do. Have to meet up with theo mates though to do a scripture exegesis. That is, to investigate a Biblical text, interpret it, etc... etc... Hassle to go to Katipunan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Haven't been fullfilling my blueREP duties lately so i feel bad that I had to miss the newbie talent night... But i have my first meeting with my committee on wednesday to discuss promotional strategies and assign tasks to people so we have evrythign on time before this production starts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyhoo... am hunger... gotta practice mama says and memorize some lines... and oh read theo... hehe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-112286514241535809?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/112286514241535809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=112286514241535809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112286514241535809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112286514241535809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/08/busy-busyhan.html' title='busy-busyhan'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-112213046942306376</id><published>2005-07-23T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T22:54:29.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blessed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;"...everything you want to believe is already true. You may not find some of it for a little while, and some of it may take longer than that, but that doesn't keep it from being true this minute."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;don't you just love this quote? for all of those believers out there... (thanks to jepoy who sent it to me through YM). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;so updates updates updates...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;actually i'm being lazy again but here goes it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;auditioned for the little mermaid on july 16th &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;got a call back monday morning in theo class! damn i was pumped! rony was so proud of me... ofcourse before that i was sobrang sad already cause two of my friends were told to come back on wednesday right away... Rony was still here then... he said it was okay... that it's part of the business... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;so wednesday callbacks for the little mermaid... found out that only 19 guys were called back that day.... anyhoo was taught this song "i am complete" from the musical. Nice song... love it. a little too high for me. actually kaya naman... pero todo chesting ang kailangan kong gawin kasi ndi ko pde dayain with a falcetto cause i don't have a falcetto... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;got through the song (of course with major glitches)... the first stanza i was left behind by the music, and so i just caught up on the 2nd stanza... then goes the high part "i am, i am. i am, i am." WHOA kinaya! galing ko i was ecstatic... final lines of the song... "i am compleeeghjtjjkkltrjette"... thats exactly what it sounded like... i'm not sure kung pumeyok ako or what not... but that was the end of it for me. Wasn't even disappointed when i didn;t hear my number for another callback on monday... just thought it was funny cause i apologized ng sobra sa panel... how embarassing. my playshop instructor, teacher sweet was just laughing... hehe... so it was all good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;saw chari in the audition place while waiting for the girls to finish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;went to shang for lunch... geegee and i were by the cinemas and joking around and pretending to steal the food that was displayed... then jepoy said someone was waving at me... i was like who... i looked by... it was rony's friend david shannon... i was like oh no! (david is a west-end actor--- ala broadway ng UK--- who starred in Miss Saigon and only last year was in Baby the Musical with Lea Salonga).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Shet. i just ignored a very important person WHO actually remembered me. Was actually gonna go back and be like... oh hey sorry I didn't see you... but when i turned around... he had left... haaay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;::note to self, be aware of waving caucasian men, wave back and say hi atleast dammit::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;afterwards... saw "if only" with geegee and jepoy. movie was rather boring... but jennifer love hewitt's acting made up for it... as in the three of us couldn't stop crying... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;got home... had a missed call from chari... (heart beating faster and faster) why would she call? what did i do... could it possible be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;me: "hello chari hi it's andrei"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;chari: "hello andrei, we might need you for footloose. how's your schedule?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;me: "oh wow that's awesome. my schdule's fine." translation: HOLY FUCK, LET THIS BE TRUE LORD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;chari "can you come in tomorrow so we can hear u?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;me: "yeah sure" translation: IT'S TRUE. IT'S TRUE! OHHH MYYY GOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;she gives the phone to ms. sissa and tells me the details...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;so yeah i'm actually going to be in FOOTLOOSE with JR and Iya to be staged at Meralco Theatre in September! Most importantlyly ill be able to perform and learn a whole lot of new things from this production. I gotta get working and improve my singing... as in! I could get fired!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;So happy! thanks to Chari for putting me in. I'm going to do my best. Learn that Mama Say's song... and actually blend with the harmonies... i have a hard time doing that... erghh... been practicing the song for two days na... i can do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyway... it's saturday today... cooked dinner and experimented with ground pork, some carrots and potatoes and a smidget of curry poweder and coco milk... so bale ang labas nun pork curry... but spicier and more colorful!!! i cut up some chili peppers and lots and lots of ginger. didn't use oil, but dairy creme and some grounded red peppers from Yellow Cab Pizza... SARAP. ofcourse the only ones who ate it were me and my nephew's yaya... she was soo sweaty nga eh...  "kuya ang anghang naman"... hihi... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;chatted with my bubu online and i got to work my webcam and mic... he saw me, i hear him... hehehe twas fun. he's getting a webcam so we can see each other when we chat... im excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;anyhoo im outta here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;love you my bubu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-112213046942306376?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/112213046942306376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=112213046942306376' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112213046942306376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112213046942306376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/07/blessed.html' title='blessed...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-112173813668066122</id><published>2005-07-19T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T09:55:36.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feelin' so good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;so i was hanging out last night with rony and my best friend KC, twas nice to be with my boyfriend and and to have dinner with KC again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/withKC.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, fine. I'm not really friends with her. Met her at the Beauty and the Beast cast party. Nice sweet girl. Rony introduced me to her, they've known each other for some time now, they both went to the same highschool (IS), so ofcourse I had to control my being starstrucked and keep it kool... Haaay. I'm so lucky, saw Beauty the 2nd time around, and I must say the show has much improved from press preview. The cast party followed at Zong in the Fort, good food and 'twas nice to see familiar faces over there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/withkyla.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/withchariNabi.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chari and Abi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/withtopperandbam.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topper and Bam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Embarrasing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at the Beauty party Bobby Garcia decides to ask me: "... So Andrei, when Rony is jerking you off..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*jaw drops*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear! I mean I should be used to this right, coming from a BlueRep, but nooooo. These respected musical theatre people asking me and Rony about sex stories i.e. "So Rony, when Andrei is sucking you off..." Ofcourse a resounding laughter eminating from Chari... haaaay... I'm just like... uhhh i'm conservative!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, just thought it was amusing. Funny as hell! So watch out, once "So..." is immediately proceeded by your name... around these folk... be prepared. bwahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to spend some chat time with my BlueRep Inay Kyla and interview Pochoy, her almost-there-but-not-boy-that-is-a-friend-sorta-kinda-like-yeah. And can I just say I am so proud of her!!! She's making it in this career!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Miss ya Inay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;This ofcourse was part of Rony's almost 4 day-weekend back in the Philippines. He got here at around midnight on Friday and flew back to HK at 5 am yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend HIGHLIGHT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIENG WITH MY BUBU. Having to sleep in his bedroom was remincent of the days of old we used to enjoy! Spent a lot of time with him and, I swear it felt like he never left at all. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/Loving.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things we did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took me to the SPA for a nice sensual massage and facial. He is a little sosyal as some of you guys must know... so i guess i enjoy that as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bought matching underwear... yay we got pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hanging out with Angel and Louis or Luis (sister and brother-in-law) at Rockwell to catch the awesome Fantastic 4 and seeing cute little Chloe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Slept over *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Beauty and the Beast and cast party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Slept over *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Talk on the phone *wink*&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe... lot and lots of fun!!!! Haay... love my bubu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rony asked me what the best part of his trip was... I said the feel good moments I got to spend at his place and just lay there in bed with him under the sheets (hoy wholesome toh!). I guess it's his warmth is what I miss the most when he is gone, so the simple moments where i get to hug him and sleep beside him and waking up next to him means the most to me more than anything…  And atleast i got these past days pressed into my head so I got something to hold onto until he comes back for a visit again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I miss you Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-112173813668066122?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/112173813668066122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=112173813668066122' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112173813668066122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112173813668066122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/07/feelin-so-good_19.html' title='feelin&apos; so good!'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-112132404591168519</id><published>2005-07-14T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T14:54:05.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... my awfully huge head...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;oh well i still look cute, especially with my bubu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v695/sofronio/new5.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;taken during his one day trip here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rony's coming back tomorrow! Wahoo!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Love you bu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-112132404591168519?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/112132404591168519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=112132404591168519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112132404591168519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112132404591168519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-awfully-huge-head.html' title='... my awfully huge head...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-112113433478803149</id><published>2005-07-12T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T10:12:14.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting for life to begin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;oh gods, oh gods... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;erhm, lost a textbook which i just bought last week. dammit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;philo class teacher asked this morning : "have you ever felt nature talk to you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;uh yeah, one time i was in my lola's garden and i heard voices. the flowers told me to set them free, so i pulled them out of the soil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;they stopped talkin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;ahhhhhh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i murdered them!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;then i went berserk and ran around the classroom and told everyone how pointless the class is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;yeah, actually i didn't do that, just sorta wanted to say it and see how people would react after hearing their pseudo-profound responses:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;oh yeah, i feel that the water is talkin to me when i'm swimming, and that's when i felt that i was moving with nature. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i saw the clouds in mt. apog and they were gold and i felt one with nature. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i was swimming in the rain and i was in the water. i felt warm underneath, but i suffered from the drops on my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;crazy fools. hehehe. actually, here i am again being closed-minded about philosophy. i still don't see the point of being there. Shit, maybe i'm just really dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;rony was here as i mentioned in my earlier entry and he left na din alst night. but he is back on friday and spend more time then. had so much fun with him! awesome dinner and dessert and waking up next to him in the morning. I love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;blueREP auditions are finally over. deliberation was not bloody, although there were two that people were really divided upon. in the end, we all pretty much agree on who this year's newbies are. and yay horrah, im excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;the little mermaid auditions on saturday. shet i want to audition. ergh, but im not prepared. dont know what song to sing. i wonder what they're looking for. fuck, i want to be in a professional play already!!! I know im training as a theatre arts actor, i mean i can't even call myself an actor yet, but to be able to perform and also be paid for it now would be godsend. shet, i want to audition...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;parents visiting this weekend. my mom is all alone in dagupan, kawawa naman so coming here in manila, it'll be a time well-spent!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;miss you na bubu! I love you.. mwah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-112113433478803149?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/112113433478803149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=112113433478803149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112113433478803149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112113433478803149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/07/waiting-for-life-to-begin.html' title='waiting for life to begin...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-112100225957140140</id><published>2005-07-10T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T21:50:47.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forever is today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;... u know when ur drinking with ur friends and u guys start asking each one stupid questions like "... if u were stuck on an island who would u like to be with?" or "... if there were only three women left, blah blah blah..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;well i know someone had ask me before "if for one night you would want to be with someone just for a few hours, anyone... who would that be?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;well, been thinking of that question since yesterday, and I didn't know who to answer. However, it occured to me that Rony is coming home tonight (actually as of now he is in the air from Subic to Manila and he is leaving the next day, he is here for Disney work)... and yeah... my answer would be RONY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;even just for a few hours, which is what it is going to be when he lands and I finally see him... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"if for one night I would want to BE with someone even just for a few hours..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It'll be my love... my bu... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and i guess those few moments with him won't be too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but being with him, it'll feel like forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love you bu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;yay im excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-112100225957140140?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/112100225957140140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=112100225957140140' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112100225957140140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112100225957140140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/07/forever-is-today.html' title='forever is today'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-112100127040444752</id><published>2005-07-10T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T21:14:30.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hush</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;jarring insanity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;thrusting my entity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;into a blank being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;of whirlwind depression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;suicidal temptation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;a monster within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;too weak to fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;let the dark fool me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;my spirit dead through the blinding night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;oh, spinning tremble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;not bliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;not hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;fucked up separation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;burning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;... shhh can't tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-112100127040444752?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/112100127040444752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=112100127040444752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112100127040444752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112100127040444752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/07/hush.html' title='hush'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-112046412493841310</id><published>2005-07-04T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T16:02:04.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18 months... 1.5 years...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Don't be Sad :$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/dontbesad.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Be glad ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/beglad.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you BuBu!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;::dancing::&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My bu is coming in two weeks, my bu is coming in two weeks!, YAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-112046412493841310?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/112046412493841310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=112046412493841310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112046412493841310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112046412493841310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/07/18-months-15-years.html' title='18 months... 1.5 years...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-112009806336002176</id><published>2005-06-30T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T10:21:03.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAUNTED</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;AHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/untitled.bmp" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I swear to the dog shitting down my street that I am gonna go crazy! I'm afraid Martin Heidegger is haunting my very essence. Scary shit noh? I think in all my classes it's always about Heidegger this and Heidegger that, ergh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I don't get him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;He is making me think!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;In philosophy, theology, and aesthetics of art class... it's like he did something great or something... (hehehe) actually he did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Just found it sorta funny that in those three classes, all our readings point to Heidegger, the great german philospher who enlightened the world that all being is part of Being... naks na get niyo ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I really am having a hard time processing my thoughts when it's Heidegger talking. I mean I try to understand it and think about the thoughts we talk about in class, but at one point everything seems blurry to me. Maybe cause I just like things the way they are. I do not have that "desire to need" as my professor said, to take that direct path and know the purpose of why things exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;In order to understand philosophy one must know that he does not know that somethings and that blah blah shit... ARGH! I'll get back to you with that epiphanous statement. To think that one of my closest friends just graduated with a major in Philosophy... ZzzZZzzzZzzz... how could she stand it? Hay, well she's in law school now, so good luck in philosophizing there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Updates:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;School is kool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mr. 80% is a success! We still have 4 more shows left and with that 4, I get two more runs as Leslie. So yowsah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Don't get to hang out with my siblings that often, I get home late... everyone's asleep... haaay... oh well there's always the weekends to catch up on each other, and the time spent together always seems sweeter that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Parents coming over this weekend, that means we get real food and breakfast!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;AND AND AND!!!!My Sofronio is coming here in three weeks for the weekend to catch Beauty and the Beast (not for me actually, hehehe) sooo that would be the koolest thing in the world! I miss you bubu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Realization:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Was on the car with Gabs last Sunday after a Microsoft show at Makati. And he was like, "So Andrei, how much do you miss Rony?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;::silence::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And I started thinking... Hmmm, a lot I say. Then I said it's a good thing now cause I am busy I don't think about him all that much during the day, cause that would just make me miserable. But it when it really gets hard is at night, when I am so tired from school, or from rehearsals, or from a show, or if I'm simply having a shitty day... there's no one there to call and talk about it with. I said I miss the little things like that... the goodnights, his voice, the I love you's... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;::then gabs dropped my off the mrt in kamuning::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Still thinking about those things... shit... a tear... then another... fuck im crying in public... by myself... in front of strangers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;::breathe::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh, no... it's not stopping... holy fuck! Thanks a lot Gabs... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I was just really so stressed out that day... Literally, I was fueling myself with one hour of sleep with Mr. 80 percent and Microsoft prod work right after... I needed a release and cry for a bit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;::then Rony calls::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;SHET... iyak nanaman... kakamiss lang talaga. The long distance thing is really hard, and I know it is for him too, but it's all good. Rony will make me a desperate housewife someday and we'll all be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I cook supper, get the laundry from the cleaners, have coffee with the other Disney wifies... some margaritas in the afternoon, maybe do some acting on the side, but ofcourse my specialty will be making Rony happy, and fuzzy, and warm inside!!! hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Shet parang tanga... hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Love you bubu!!! Mwah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Upnext:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I got History of theatre class with Dexter Santos at 10:30. Really nice fella, parang ako nga lang target nya sa class!!!! Hehehe... Pero shet, have not read Oedipus Rex yet. Good luck with that class, we got like 20 something plays to familiarize ourselves with in order to be true blue theatre arts majors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Acting class tonight, must come up with some kind of physical deformity and present it to the class... *joy*... mahiyain pa naman ako!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;ANd then have a show tonight! Hopefully more people watch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;*Miss you bu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-112009806336002176?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/112009806336002176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=112009806336002176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112009806336002176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/112009806336002176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/06/haunted_112009806336002176.html' title='HAUNTED'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-111992397224467720</id><published>2005-06-28T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T09:59:32.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello bubu</title><content type='html'>see, i blogged! hehe. have a good day bubu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-111992397224467720?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/111992397224467720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=111992397224467720' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111992397224467720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111992397224467720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/06/hello-bubu.html' title='hello bubu'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-111937392041887674</id><published>2005-06-22T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T10:15:51.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. 80 PERCENT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just a few updates of what I am up to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/DRUNK.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mr. 80 Percent opening is on Thursday! So please to those who can watch, do so!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/CASTng80.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My cast's shows are on the June 23 and 25 at 7PM and July 1 at 3PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rizal Mini-Theatre Ateneo de Manila University (near Xavier Hall)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Mr. 80%"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a cOmeDY aBoUt BeInG sTrAiGHt, gAy, aND fAkiNg It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Been Busy. Busy. Busy... actually I don't have time to tell you what I am upto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss you BuBu! I love you. Don't be sad na okay? I'm still here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;... Look at the stars alight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; We might be looking at the same one tonight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/despedida.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love you forever.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/BUBU.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-111937392041887674?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/111937392041887674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=111937392041887674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111937392041887674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111937392041887674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/06/mr-80-percent.html' title='Mr. 80 PERCENT'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-111868735166492978</id><published>2005-06-14T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T02:29:11.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Minute Summer Look Back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This was one of Bubu and me's beach tanning sessions at Golden Beach in HK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So summer! So Fun!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/BEACH5.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I love you BuBuLiPs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/BEACH3.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mah sexy man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/BEACH1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;nag-feeling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/BEACH6.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lechon Andrei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-111868735166492978?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/111868735166492978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=111868735166492978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111868735166492978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111868735166492978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/06/last-minute-summer-look-back.html' title='Last Minute Summer Look Back...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-111862836128637218</id><published>2005-06-13T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T10:06:01.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOMESTICATED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Allo Pipoh of tse Filipeeens. Wekom tsui Hong Kong!&lt;br /&gt;:: translation, Hello People of the Philippines, Welcome to Hong Kong::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hehe. How goes it everybody?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;So it's my last day here in Hong Kong, China spending the last days of summer with Rony. Been here since the 8th and all I can say is that it has been a totally FUCKIN' Awesome, damn diggity shabangtastic expuuurrrience! Hell yeah! Ofcourse I have to thank bubu for bringing me here and for having the week off just to spend time with me (Actually, Disney gave him the week of to look for condos/apartments to live in. He has decided on Discovery Bay). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rony's at work right now actually. So I just came downstairs here in the Business Center of the hotel to check email and what not on the net. My flight back to the motherland is at 9 PM so I have to be at the airport at least by 7 for check-in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here was Andrei's HK experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 8. Went out the night before and when I got home started packing and shit. I did not sleep at all cause I had to leave the house by 4:30 AM. I felt sick na by this time because two night before leaving, I was drenched (well not maybe drench... nabasa yun lang) during Ren's inuman in Katipunan.&lt;br /&gt;My supposed flight for 8 AM was cancelled because I had immigration problems. So freaking-pissed. Ofcourse I did not know what to do so todo pretend ang Andrei. Did not want to call anyone, so I just followed what they told me at the Immigration Department in the airport. HAAAAAY Putang ina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm not a Filipino citizen I had to go all the waaaaay back to Intramuros, wait for Immigration to open and make suhol (hehe joke... *wink*) to get the papers that I needed processed. Ofcourse I was so tense cause I wasn't sure if I was able to get my papers right away and be able to book another flight within the day to get to HK. After a grueling hour at those dingy and damp offices, had to run to Philippine Airlines over at Padre Faura to rebook a flight. Good thing everything went smoothly na from there... Although by this time I was getting really sick... bad cold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My flight was rebooked for 255 PM and that was that. Went to the airport and, the boredom hell began. I was there by ten... and although I brought a book to read, I was just not in the mood to read--- my eyes were stingy ( you know when you have a cold), mucus running down my nose... blech... wait... wait... wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boarding time! Wahooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plane... yay saya... nu nee nu... *flight attendant falls on the floor holding coffee* fuck a really bad turbulence. As in no exagerration whatsoever... ofcourse my bubu won't believe my story! It's true!&lt;br /&gt;My gosh, some lady was even praying over... Oh Lord Jesus, Lord Jesus... Lord Jesus... as in todo praise. In hindsight syempre funny di ba? Pero ndi! Meanwhile, I just tightened my seatbelt and hope to God that I do not die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew. Nakarating na din...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thought: Wow, I'm actually in China. I hope it doesn't smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From BuBu's blog "...I surprised him at the airport - told him just to take a shuttle to the hotel, but I waited for him at the gate. I wanted to be the first familiar face he sees. Since Wednesday, we beach-ified, shop-ified, did a little bit of sightseeing, saw all parts of Hong Kong in helping me house hunt, tried being spontaneous and got off at an odd MTR station (only to chicken out and cab to the nearest familiar landmark), took pictures galore, and cuddled watching Desperate Housewives like we used to in Manila."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the best of times here with Bubu. When we went to Kowloon he was like a kid again excited about seeing the Toys R' Us store at Harbour City and all the places he's been in when he was a kid!!! Took a lot of pictures and hung out a lot with Rony's theatre/Disney friends. The food trips were awesome. Rony and I always tried something authentic and different. And almost all the time, i loved my meal, he despised his and ran to a local KFC or McDonald's to satisfy his tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bu and I had the best dessert last night! What was great about it was that it looked exactly like the picture. And it was the first time in "normal conversation" did Rony and I uttered nothing but mild groans and moans, "mhmmmm, mhmm, uuhhh... mhmm, yeah this is great!" FUCKING Banana split was orgasmic! Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss my BuBu *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Rony's Blog "we've made a deal to fight any temptation to make our relatioship something to be sad about. Which means no painting any of our memories with "I won't be able to ... again" or "what will i do without you?" or "who will be there to..." We're always gonna be here for each other and we got so much more to look forward to. He'll grow, I'll grow. He'll visit, I'll visit. And maybe one day, we'll get married. he he. We're gonna be fine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaayyy... and now I'm leaving! Love HK so much and I do not want to be away from Bubu. But we'll be seeing each other again soon, so it's all kool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post pics here when I get back na to the Philippines... School starts tomorrow. Yikes, reality check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to BlueRep rehearsals though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Bubu. Mwah. mwah. mwah! I'll miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-111862836128637218?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/111862836128637218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=111862836128637218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111862836128637218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111862836128637218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/06/domesticated_13.html' title='DOMESTICATED'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-111796307033802649</id><published>2005-06-05T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T17:17:50.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... the sun rises...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;...HAPPY 17 MONTHS bubuLiPs...&lt;br /&gt;June 4, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/nyxie6.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you bubu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my Bubu left on the 31st and is now living in a hotel provided by the Disney folk for a good three weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, the sadness of it all. Ofcourse, I wanted to bawl my eyes out. Driving away from the airport, all I could pretty much do was stare outside the window. I did not want to look at Rony's sister, his mom, or his cute niece Chloe cause I'd just make a scene. And me crying... yeah that's a horror movie marathon in itself (in terms of how ugly I would get).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think all the tension of my tear muscles went into my head and I got a huge huge super headache afterwards. As in huge... maybe I should've cried... But I'm a strong man... *waaahhhh huhuhu*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww I miss Rony. Not till I was going to bed did I realize that him leaving for a year or more was sooo real. I suddenly felt empty (don't laugh at my little sentimentality). I wouldn't get a goodnight call, or talk about how our days went. Just the little things I, we were used to were suddenly the most important aspects of everything that we built for the past 17 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I cried... and cried... and cried... until I fell asleep. Before I went to sleep though, I texted him a really long message, which I just sent him yesterday actually because his roaming just got activated. It sucks at that time cause there was no way I could contact him after we had chatted when he got there. And the next morning, I composed him a goodmorning message that I would send him when his phone is activated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt pretty down, but I was telling myself to smile and be a little bit more optimistic because I knew that Rony will be doing something that he really loves and could potentially put him in a pedestal among musical greats here in the Philippines when he gets back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time he told me that he doesn't like seeing me cry, cause it makes him cry as well... *sigh* I miss you bubu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So June 1st... I was in school to get my grades... not bad... but still have not gotten my math grades yet. Hopefully I passed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/nyxie2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/nyxie3.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. 80% Rehearsals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a BlueRepertory core meeting, then rehearsals for Mr. 80 percent. Got drunk with Pom. He talked about his frustrations about his love life, I talked about Rony... huhuhu... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to mag:net cafe at katipunan and watched SPIT (silly people improv theatre) with our Mr. 80 director Carelle. Fun fun fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 2nd I don't know what I did. Slept all day I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 3rd Rony's phone got activated and he calls me to say goodnight and chat a little bit... and it was nice to have that piece of normalcy back. Atleast for a few moments I know that he and I are back in our little sappy world of love story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I'm fine now. Rony and I know where we are in terms of where our relationship stands. He is flying me to Hong Kong on Wednesday to spend a week with him before school starts. Gonna check out his prospect apartments and just lazy around with him hehehehe! I'm so excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah yesterday my sister and I were not satisfied with our summer escapades so we ended up placing a banig on the ground and sunbathing... in our balcony. Aimed with a garden hose and in our bathing suits... it was like tanning on a beach (well maybe not, it was a bonding experience nonetheless hehehe).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/nyxie.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice tan noh? hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was taco day at my house. We called up my oldest brother Alexis and his wife Ate Roma to celebrate my youngest bro's birthday.. actually his bday was on june 3rd). Also made pasta, fried chicken, and mojos with my siblings... not sooo shabby lunch I should say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm blogging... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/nyxie5.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Rony!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/nyxie4.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you baby... Happy 17 Months yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-111796307033802649?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/111796307033802649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=111796307033802649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111796307033802649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111796307033802649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/06/sun-rises.html' title='... the sun rises...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-111763124314949885</id><published>2005-06-01T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T21:07:23.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... missing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The things I could have done so you could get your way.&lt;br /&gt;Why just not surfacing when moments have gone?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;An empty me longing for you.&lt;br /&gt;Head hurting not allowing my tears to flow.&lt;br /&gt;For every drop making me think of all the happy thoughts with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And it pains me to think about all those.&lt;br /&gt;Affirming the fact that what we have is not a dream.&lt;br /&gt;A pain so true, that you and me will part soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Your soft piano hands. Your ticklish toes. Your voice. Your kiss. Your warmth...&lt;br /&gt;All in memory for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;So i let my tears flow and i'll think of you my bu...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/kissy.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-111763124314949885?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/111763124314949885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=111763124314949885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111763124314949885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111763124314949885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/06/missing.html' title='... missing'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-111754865387815165</id><published>2005-05-31T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T22:10:53.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... love is never ending...</title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/Lovely.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-111754865387815165?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/111754865387815165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=111754865387815165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111754865387815165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111754865387815165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/05/love-is-never-ending.html' title='... love is never ending...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-111657210091486771</id><published>2005-05-20T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T14:55:00.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;uhhh... in school... exempted for history finals... yup it's a big deal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleepiness... need to shower...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss my bubu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-111657210091486771?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/111657210091486771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=111657210091486771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111657210091486771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111657210091486771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/05/uhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-111626180542384822</id><published>2005-05-17T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T00:43:25.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my Bubu is famous... VERY FAMOUS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v695/sofronio/ARTICLENEW.jpg" alt="I love being with him!" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so proud of my Bubu...  hihi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They failed to mention though that he has a non-famous, struggling "actor" boyfriend... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But then again, they were right in NOT putting that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He can always say in interviews, "I have a non-showbiz boyfriend." It's gonna make him look more humble hehehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had intense Footloose auditions on Sunday. Passed the singing auditions and moved on to learn the dance sequence... DAMN! Fucking torture. Had to do some splits, double turns, flip turn, side, back, jump 2,3,4, blah, blah, blah, blah and some jazz/ballet terms that I cannot even pronounce. Tiring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was an experience just going through it. If I do not get in, I'll be fine with it. I saw a lot of talented people, more trained, and well, better than me. So it's all good. I'll just have to train and train and even train!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;GOOD NEWS: Got the part of "Leslie" in BlueRepertory's upcoming straight-play "Mr. 80%" slated to be staged on June/July 2005. We start our workshops with the cast tomorrow. Excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Busy for the next two weeks... BlueRep has a Microsoft corporate show in which I will be SMing for and desiging the set for. Our showcase for the musical theatre workshop will be showing on the 27th. And of course FINALS for my summer classes... *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bubu is laeving for Hong Kong on the 31st... He wants me to go with him... hihi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AAI's Once on this Island is da BOMB  diggity! Awesome talent. Awesome music. Awesome MUSICAL DIRECTION! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Watch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-111626180542384822?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/111626180542384822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=111626180542384822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111626180542384822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111626180542384822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-bubu-is-famous-very-famous.html' title='my Bubu is famous... VERY FAMOUS!!!'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-111578874301576813</id><published>2005-05-11T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T13:19:03.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;aimishu.... my bubu... mwah mwah mwah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-111578874301576813?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/111578874301576813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=111578874301576813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111578874301576813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111578874301576813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/05/hello.html' title='hello'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-111570026398628183</id><published>2005-05-10T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T13:11:21.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the world needs now...</title><content type='html'>is Love sweet &lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/51682o" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com"&gt; love hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you BuBu!!!! Mwah mwah mwah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a sizzling hot summer and I haven't gone to the beach yet. Summer school is going by so stupidly slow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/5168i9" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rony is leaving soon... *gloom*... but we've already talked about "us"... so we'll be perfectly FINE. Especially with our new pet "Britney the Boa constrictor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been busy hanging out a lot with family lately. My grandparents and aunt are in town from the Estets. Mother's day was a feast. Thought Aeden my nephew had chicken pox and, ofcourse I freaked out cause the idea of me having that disease means I won't be able to accomplish my commitments for the summer. But it's all good... it's not chicken pox... some kind of baby allergy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my new phone... have a new globe number... so update your phone books...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom tooth ruining my days... getting addicted to tylenol! Best pain killer in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Gene's despidida last week (see picture above)... Fun fun fun. Ofcourse before that, Rony and I almost had a bitch fit at the Buendia MRT station. He wanted to squeeze in the jam packed trains. I wanted to just take the train all the way to Pasay so when the train turns around, we come back we'd have seats. but no... he didn't like that. He yelled, I yelled... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a bus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got there. made up. Made out. Made babies!!! Im pregnant. *sigh* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsals are shaping up for my Playshop class. We are doing a parody/spoof of fairy tales, ala Shrek with a twist of Super friends and what not. I play Prince Charming and Superman... hehe. Some people have expressed their sentiments about doing a "serious musical sana," although I've thought about that as well, this is something new and innovative, well from what I have done before, plus we have Bacharach music to "bach" us up ("bach" as in back... get it? get it? funny noh? bwahahaha... oh okay you're not laughing?... shet!) so i'm sure it's gonna be splendiferous!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the press preview for once on this island on thursday! So excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept over bubu's place tuesday... i'll miss going to his place and hanging out. watching starting over or american idol... him cooking rice, bacon, and bacon... and bacon (maybe not the bacon). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've both been sooo sooo extra busy lately, but still finding time to do the nookie, i mean spend time together... so we're happy... bwahahaha! Love you bubuness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In school right now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-111570026398628183?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/111570026398628183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=111570026398628183' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111570026398628183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111570026398628183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-world-needs-now.html' title='What the world needs now...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-111431048323940947</id><published>2005-04-24T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T10:43:39.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... been a long time since i blogged...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;and i offer this entry to my BuBu... who on the 13th of April celebrated his birthday. I Love you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com" src="http://tinypic.com/4ljfaa" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I hope he'll never change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;'Cause it's not easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;To find someone who cares&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy to find magic in pairs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'm glad I found him I love him, I won't let him get away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;'Cause it's not easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;... It's clear that friends can be different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Yes, I understand you now&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy to find someone who cares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;It's not easy to find magic in pairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Now that you have him, hold him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Treasure him from day to day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;It's so easy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Life is lollipops and raindrops with the one you love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Someone you can always be with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Argue and agree with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Climb the highest tree with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;It's not easy to share somebody's dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;It gets easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;When you work as a team&lt;br /&gt;You've got to tend it, fan it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Him and me...&lt;br /&gt;And it's so easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-111431048323940947?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/111431048323940947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=111431048323940947' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111431048323940947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111431048323940947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/04/been-long-time-since-i-blogged.html' title='... been a long time since i blogged...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-111276673332291543</id><published>2005-04-06T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T14:04:23.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Leave na Kasi...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theuploader.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by The Uploader" src="http://www.theuploader.com/uploads/8db7281153.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;... though as One we part through crashing shores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;We're One in crimson heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;A surrender to destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Proving our fate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Just think of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And sing for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;then ours will be eternity...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Love you BuBu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-111276673332291543?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/111276673332291543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=111276673332291543' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111276673332291543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111276673332291543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/04/dont-leave-na-kasi.html' title='Don&apos;t Leave na Kasi...'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-111234262474659286</id><published>2005-04-01T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T16:03:44.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO i'm BORED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.theuploader.com/uploads/cc25a509d3.jpg"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theuploader.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by The Uploader" src="http://www.theuploader.com/uploads/b8e2c57c6d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a fuckin hot day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-111234262474659286?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/111234262474659286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=111234262474659286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111234262474659286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111234262474659286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/04/hello-im-bored.html' title='HELLO i&apos;m BORED!'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-111227612167038152</id><published>2005-03-31T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T21:35:21.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... just another summer day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theuploader.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by The Uploader" src="http://www.theuploader.com/uploads/93a93eccd0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;this was taken by Ren in Cavite at Enzo's Ranch on Day 1 of the Bluerep Trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;It's been so hot lately... but well duh, it's summer so I shouldn't complain. I just need the right setting to appreciate this excruciating heat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Maybe a nice dose of an ice cold shake on my right hand. Sitting by the beach and getting a nice tan... not thinking about how hot it is... yeahhh... Perfect!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*Just got back from my trip in Cavite. Fun. Bonding with BlueReppers. CRRRAAZZZYYY stuff people do when they are drunk and horny... I'm not talking about me ofcourse... But you just sorta have to be there to know the details bwahahahaha... Missed Saree's graduation... sorry!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Of course I missed Sofronio so after I got back from Cavite, I spent the night at his place... *sigh* I love you bubu... it was nice to cuddle and see his face again... *kilig* watched american idol together... I missed him!!! hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Tomorrow is his audition for Disneyland Hong Kong. I hope he gets the job...  He'll get it!!! He's a genius!. Break a leg okay?!!! mwah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;AGH... I'm fuckin' sweating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-111227612167038152?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/111227612167038152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=111227612167038152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111227612167038152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111227612167038152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/03/just-another-summer-day.html' title='... just another summer day'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-111176702397901339</id><published>2005-03-26T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T00:10:23.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;For those who abstained from meat this lenten season. What a discovery I have found...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;1 Timothy 4:1-5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(1)The Spirit says clearly that some people will abandon the faith in later times; they will &lt;strong&gt;obey lying spirits&lt;/strong&gt; and follow the &lt;strong&gt;teachings of demons&lt;/strong&gt;. (2) &lt;strong&gt;Such teachings are spread by deceitful liars, whose consciences are dead, as if burnt with a hot iron&lt;/strong&gt;. (3) Such people teach that it is wrong to marry and &lt;strong&gt;EAT CERTAIN FOODS&lt;/strong&gt;. But God created those foods to be eaten, after a prayer of thanks, by those who are believers and have come to know the truth. (4) Everything that God created is good; nothing is to be rejected, but everything is to be recieved with a prayer of thanks, (5) because the word of God and the prayer make it acceptable to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Interesting noh. A new-found "friend" told me to look up this passage on the Bible after I reminded him a while ago to not eat meat cause it was Good Friday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;... I guess i was following the Devil's teachings... weird. I try to be good and I get condemned for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Look it up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Yay wahoo... I am going to have Chowking halo-halo with my BuBu later!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*My mom and dad and younger bro carlo are going to Pangasinan tomorrow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*My grandparents and aunt and coming from New Jersey for the summer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Chatted with Jaime Cooper tonight... short but sweet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*I'm hungry... but I am not going to eat... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*I hate Nokia's snake game... ergh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-111176702397901339?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/111176702397901339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=111176702397901339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111176702397901339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111176702397901339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/03/for-those-who-abstained-from-meat-this.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948085.post-111167862110513697</id><published>2005-03-24T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T23:37:01.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crime</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;No longer an escape&lt;br /&gt;Rationality cannot be at stake&lt;br /&gt;Take me away&lt;br /&gt;No sins&lt;br /&gt;No fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No faults&lt;br /&gt;Not a single explanation&lt;br /&gt;Just what it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t cry&lt;br /&gt;Did not hurt&lt;br /&gt;Don’t End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To alcohol abyss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948085-111167862110513697?l=bubblebathboi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/feeds/111167862110513697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948085&amp;postID=111167862110513697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111167862110513697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948085/posts/default/111167862110513697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubblebathboi.blogspot.com/2005/03/crime.html' title='Crime'/><author><name>bubblebathboi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05383113470853460614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y285/bubblebathboi/concrete2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
