<?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-9933854</id><updated>2011-08-02T05:45:57.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>journals of the cynically hopeful</title><subtitle type='html'>reflections and nonsense. you have been warned.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-455475174035378899</id><published>2011-08-02T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T05:45:57.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random random</title><summary type='text'>time flies really fast, doesn't it?i'm here currently in NC taking care of my grand-aunt. i fly back to CA tom. in the meantime, i've been perusing the web, mostly surfing aimlessly in facebook and mineral makeup, and i've also managed to stumble on my other blog.yes, i have another.it's more, shall we say, upbeat than this one; and comparing this to the other makes it seem like i have 2 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/455475174035378899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=455475174035378899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/455475174035378899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/455475174035378899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2011/08/random-random.html' title='random random'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-7165297514823062659</id><published>2011-07-31T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T22:57:45.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 years later</title><summary type='text'>.... CH returns :)i did tell you not to hold me to my word when i said i would resume writing so soon. therefore, i don't think apologies are in order. but if you insist, to my defense, at least you didn't have to wait 6 years long, as most readers/fans did with for the latest installment for the Song of Ice and Fire series by author George R.R. Martin. so what happened? life got in the way. i've</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/7165297514823062659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=7165297514823062659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/7165297514823062659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/7165297514823062659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2011/07/4-years-later.html' title='4 years later'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-117582357297339608</id><published>2007-04-05T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T18:39:32.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>trying to moving forward</title><summary type='text'>so the deal with my friend's sister's house negotiations fell through.i was really hoping that would turn out, but it didn't. it's beginning to look like convenience is not an option for me right now, and fate is URGING me to take the necessary steps to move out of my comfort zone in finding a new place to stay (side note: "HAVEN'T I BEEN OUT OF MY COMFORT ZONE ALREADY? HOW FAR DO I HAVE TO MOVE?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/117582357297339608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=117582357297339608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/117582357297339608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/117582357297339608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2007/04/trying-to-moving-forward.html' title='trying to moving forward'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-117543943655529098</id><published>2007-04-01T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T07:57:16.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>keeping the faith</title><summary type='text'>hmm... i've been reading my past entries just this few minutes -- marathon reading, if you will -- and found myself a little wary when it came to the part of boys. while some posts were written with the happy giddy feeling of a lovestruck girl, ultimately, they ALL led to nothing. shall i hold onto those moments as for what they were -- momentary states of bliss -- or reject them for the wasted </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/117543943655529098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=117543943655529098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/117543943655529098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/117543943655529098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2007/04/keeping-faith.html' title='keeping the faith'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-117539049110853472</id><published>2007-03-31T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T19:31:48.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow. it's been almost year since i last visited this page. i must admit, i missed it. going through some of my latest (er, oldest..?) posts, i was a little amused at how articulate i was. i'm not heaping praises on myself, don't get me wrong; but i just had a rather nostalgic feeling... how one year had passed so quickly, and i wonder what had become of me, the writer?let's see. i'm now in a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/117539049110853472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=117539049110853472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/117539049110853472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/117539049110853472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2007/03/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-114835682943564642</id><published>2006-05-22T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T21:00:29.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>end of the semester blues</title><summary type='text'>i realized just now that i always seem to have them. last summer, with chemistry... last fall, and this recent spring as well.. they have more to do with people actually. somehow, my overactive mind always nag me that i've annoyed some, and thereby pushing them away from me in the process.i say overactive because... it does this pity feeling everytime already. i should be used to it by now. and, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114835682943564642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=114835682943564642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/114835682943564642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/114835682943564642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2006/05/end-of-semester-blues.html' title='end of the semester blues'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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type='text'>the dream ends...</title><summary type='text'>he showed up in my workplace unexpectedly. i don't need my glasses to know it was him -- that casual laidback walk of his, that familiar jingle of his keys, that messy mane of hair. why did he come, i ask myself. i've done my best not to talk to him at all during the week. why? i dunno. i'm weak, i suppose. i didn't want to disturb him, less he thinks ill of me. i was just content to see him if i</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114730389430303265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=114730389430303265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/114730389430303265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/114730389430303265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2006/05/dream-ends.html' title='the dream ends...'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-114550000316083693</id><published>2006-04-19T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T19:26:43.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh.</title><summary type='text'>a guy just brushed a lock of hair away from my face. the move was friendly, but i got momentarily off-guard. la lang.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114550000316083693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=114550000316083693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/114550000316083693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/114550000316083693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2006/04/sigh.html' title='sigh.'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-114272026752758311</id><published>2006-03-18T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T15:33:57.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>remembering the iraq war</title><summary type='text'>today i had the opportunity to attend a 3rd year anniversary 'reminder' (i hesitate to use celebration) of the start of iraq war. my friend from school invited me to go, and upon much deliberation i did. (i was contemplating on maybe going thrift-shopping with my other friend, instead. also, told my mom about it, she told me not to go to the protest march... but i'm such a curious cat, you see...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114272026752758311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=114272026752758311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/114272026752758311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/114272026752758311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2006/03/remembering-iraq-war.html' title='remembering the iraq war'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-114219712460017416</id><published>2006-03-12T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T12:58:44.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>how to move on</title><summary type='text'>unknown to some of my old friends, i regularly check their blogs to see what they've been up to. now and then, i also look at friendster as well.its amazing how much people changed... and how i remained the same, i think. i have nothing but joy for their part, but as for myself, i feel a little sad. they've moved on without me, but it seems i'm the only one holding on to them, or rather, their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114219712460017416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=114219712460017416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/114219712460017416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/114219712460017416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2006/03/how-to-move-on.html' title='how to move on'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-114127401440396468</id><published>2006-03-01T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T20:33:34.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey its a day after!</title><summary type='text'>its still CH, albeit on a much sadder note.i just got a YM message from a friend who's yahoo id supposedly has a new owner. the offline message read something along the lines "pleez delete this yahoo id, i'm the new owner, i'm also deleting you from my list". i'm like, wtf? no, really! first off, yahoo id's don't get new owners. once a yahoo id is yours, its yours. you put the wrong password </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114127401440396468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=114127401440396468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/114127401440396468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/114127401440396468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2006/03/hey-its-day-after.html' title='hey its a day after!'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-114117074593873478</id><published>2006-02-28T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T15:52:25.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one month after...</title><summary type='text'>... and i'm usual my cynical self.i am currently taking a much needed break from studies right now... heck, who am i kidding... actually, my body gave up on me and decided to do a protest by giving me stomach virus (i think) so i can relax even for a day. hence, i now find myself staying home, skipping class, work, and an exam (which the prof said i can make up, thankfully)... and enough time to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114117074593873478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=114117074593873478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/114117074593873478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/114117074593873478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2006/02/one-month-after.html' title='one month after...'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-113738261062544056</id><published>2006-01-15T19:30:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T20:26:25.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>good morning, charlie.</title><summary type='text'>i. want. a. new. layout. (actually, if anybody can help me change even just the header of this page, i'm ok with it).anyway, less this blog gets tampuhin or selosohin (wha, it actually has an identity?!), i'm posting a pic of charlie.funny, there were 2 people who mistook him as an actual boy. can't blame them, what with this introduction in my email to them:"MEET CHARLIE.charlie is a good friend</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113738261062544056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=113738261062544056&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/113738261062544056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/113738261062544056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2006/01/good-morning-charlie.html' title='good morning, charlie.'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/silvara2004/2006-1january15/th_35a4724c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-113627836421213806</id><published>2006-01-03T00:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T00:54:15.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year!</title><summary type='text'>hey there! it's the new year! and what's this --- has it been really a year since i started this thing?as mentioned in my previous entry, i did come up with a new blog (with the help of my sis). here it is!! michenken.blogspot.com ... i'm kinda lazy right now to put it in my links page, but it WILL pop up there. just wait, hihi...anyhoo, that blog will lean more on the fun external side. it will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113627836421213806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=113627836421213806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/113627836421213806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/113627836421213806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title='happy new year!'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-113582563665415221</id><published>2005-12-28T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T19:07:16.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>another month...</title><summary type='text'>...and a lot has happened. finals was, er, finally over. my car's signal lights finally worked. i'm the secretary of a newly formed club. my brother got married. i took a flight out of pennsylvania and now i'm here in california. i'm with my family right now. christmas passed and i have lots of new abubots. and the events don't stop there. i'm headed to las vegas tomorrow, this time with a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113582563665415221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=113582563665415221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/113582563665415221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/113582563665415221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/12/another-month.html' title='another month...'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-113229360163696843</id><published>2005-11-17T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T22:00:13.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a whole month</title><summary type='text'>heh, that long huh? sorry for the long hiatus. i want to comment that it's my birthday today. no really! it IS my birthday! and how fitting is it that i post about it, exactly 1 month since my previous entry.but i have to ask your forgiveness once more. things have been so busy lately with school that i found little time to post. of course, my taking english101 could also explain my non-posting. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113229360163696843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=113229360163696843&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/113229360163696843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/113229360163696843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/11/whole-month.html' title='a whole month'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-112959397471944954</id><published>2005-10-17T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T17:06:14.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>suckiness</title><summary type='text'>yes, folks. today actually sucked. first off, my philosophy class got indefinitely canceled. on any other usual lifetime, that's actually good news. not for me. i'm already getting an A on that subject, i like the prof, i like the class (sisiw!), and i like my seatmate. if for some reason, they bring in a substitute, the possibility of getting screwed - GPA-wise, importantly - is highly likely. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112959397471944954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=112959397471944954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112959397471944954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112959397471944954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/10/suckiness.html' title='suckiness'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-112942307168770883</id><published>2005-10-15T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T17:37:51.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>of buses, report and men...</title><summary type='text'>woah! almost a month without an update!!what can i say? i've been busy (ye, right). i honestly haven't much to say right now, though i had a lot that's been happening. i just didn't find the time to write!okay, the bus trip. on one thursday, i was at the bus stop at 6pm, and continued to wait for the 6:30pm bus. only, it didn't pass at all! i was there til 7pm, slightly shivering na. i called the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112942307168770883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=112942307168770883&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112942307168770883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112942307168770883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/10/of-buses-report-and-men.html' title='of buses, report and men...'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-112734626470403507</id><published>2005-09-21T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T16:44:24.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>here's the deal...</title><summary type='text'>... i don't like pompous people.i thought it was just me having a bad time (exam week), but no, it's really my arrogant seatmate that was bugging me. first of all, he wasn't my seatmate. but for the second time, he obligingly took the chair next to mine (to the surprise of my original seatmate). i was kinda getting prepared, not because of the upcoming test, but because of his not-so-subtle ways </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112734626470403507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=112734626470403507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112734626470403507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112734626470403507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/09/heres-deal.html' title='here&apos;s the deal...'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-112691663470758224</id><published>2005-09-16T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T17:23:54.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ego-trippin</title><summary type='text'>school. my last class is about to end, and my cute classmate leans over to say, "have a nice weekend, (my name)".  (you too! hihi!). go over to the next building, hoping to kill time before i catch my bus. suddenly notice the guy from the bus walking beside me (read 2nd, or 3rd, previous blog entry). woah, hi there! (gotta remind myself he's younger, but dang, is he cute or what)mall. on my way </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112691663470758224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=112691663470758224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112691663470758224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112691663470758224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/09/ego-trippin.html' title='ego-trippin'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-112663372446611105</id><published>2005-09-13T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T10:48:44.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more cynicism... and some wishes</title><summary type='text'>is it just me, or is the united states bent on making countries more, well, dysfunctional? its ultimately coming down to, this third world country needs our help, so lets do our very best to screw them..the iraq war is one thing; the latest on philippine news is another. some weeks before, some US people stepped in and verified the controversial election-Arroyo tapes as genuine (hello, chaos). </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112663372446611105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=112663372446611105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112663372446611105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112663372446611105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/09/more-cynicism-and-some-wishes.html' title='more cynicism... and some wishes'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-112630239397971474</id><published>2005-09-09T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T17:32:49.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cynicism rears its ugly head</title><summary type='text'>i'm suddenly lacking the initiative to write on this blog o'mine, or making emails for that matter. for instance, some of my friends would out of the blue send me a message like, how are you, and here i would reply back to them, 3-paragraphs-long even, on what's been happening with my life, et al. what do i get in return? nothing. NOTHING. gaah, people! why bother asking when you have no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112630239397971474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=112630239397971474&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112630239397971474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112630239397971474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/09/cynicism-rears-its-ugly-head.html' title='cynicism rears its ugly head'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-112630782347404158</id><published>2005-09-06T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T16:17:03.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>forever the worrier</title><summary type='text'>i'd thought i'd have fun writing english. i mean, don't you expect it from someone who's writing a blog? but here i am typing on an essay. and i am just freaking mad at it.of course, this situation i find myself in is much better. i had been clueless on what to write, despite being a given a topic. wait, not really that clueless; as a matter of fact, i had lot of comments and ideas. but what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112630782347404158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=112630782347404158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112630782347404158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112630782347404158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/09/forever-worrier.html' title='forever the worrier'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-112543099745622091</id><published>2005-08-30T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T12:43:17.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hit and miss</title><summary type='text'>what a surreal day. and the story i am about to tell will have nothing to do with studies, mind you.i was at the bus stop nonchalantly talking with two of my friends. out of the corner of my eye, i noticed this nice looking guy looking at us (of course, i assumed he was looking at me, too). looks shy judging by his smile, but with a kinda intense gaze.  ah what the hell, you know. i'd never </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112543099745622091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=112543099745622091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112543099745622091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112543099745622091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/08/hit-and-miss.html' title='hit and miss'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-112543094198805167</id><published>2005-08-29T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T12:42:21.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a long interlude</title><summary type='text'>wow, a full month or so has passed by since my last entry, huh? what is there to say? had my exams, and drank beer and liquor the day after (to celebrate the end of hard work). bad. i don't wanna do it again. i finally finished my 2 summer classes, scoring an A on both. i'm now in my fall semester, with 4 subjects this time. i found out that mr chem is courting my closest friend this time. i took</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112543094198805167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=112543094198805167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112543094198805167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112543094198805167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/08/long-interlude.html' title='a long interlude'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-112264806009419293</id><published>2005-07-29T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T07:41:00.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a change in tide</title><summary type='text'>sigghhh.....i have been recommended by my chem prof to tutor for the subject next sem. ironically, he says it at a time when we are faced with the chapters in chemistry that i know nothing abt, or am too lazy to learn. it is so different from my usual attitude at the start of classes, when i even read 4 chapters in advance, problems and all. now... gosh, i can't even look at chemistry right </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112264806009419293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=112264806009419293&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112264806009419293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112264806009419293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/07/change-in-tide.html' title='a change in tide'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-112224955329903545</id><published>2005-07-24T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T16:59:13.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>update shmutdate!</title><summary type='text'>its time for my weekly update again! and mind you, this will be short as i need to study for 2 bio exams this week (!!). i've procrastinated enough over the weekend already and i seriously need to hit the books..blah blah blah... MOVING ON! first off, i got to read the new harry potter book, in a straigh 8 hour read no less! i must say, it's MUCH BETTER than the one before it. the angst are gone,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112224955329903545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=112224955329903545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112224955329903545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112224955329903545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/07/update-shmutdate.html' title='update shmutdate!'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-112155858633375970</id><published>2005-07-16T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T17:04:26.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>taking it to a higher level</title><summary type='text'>i've taken a step further and begun to really tutor one of my classmates in chemistry. she and i have now scheduled plans to meet up for study sessions at my place. i've taken a step further and gone and met up with my friend that i met at a bus. i now have a playmate for playstation games, a fellow fan of anime vcds, manga and books. on her part, she has another someone that loves her dog as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112155858633375970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=112155858633375970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112155858633375970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112155858633375970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/07/taking-it-to-higher-level.html' title='taking it to a higher level'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-112088596956288917</id><published>2005-07-08T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T22:19:51.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>seriously, what is WRONG with the philippines????</title><summary type='text'>words can't even express how sad i am with what's happening to my country. my poor poor beautiful country...there are so many rotten characters plaguing it. ironically, they're running the country. they're running the uneducated masses. they're in every nook and corner, and while they can be the shady small-time criminals lurking in the dark, they can be sometimes dressed in legal authority </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112088596956288917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=112088596956288917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112088596956288917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112088596956288917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/07/seriously-what-is-wrong-with.html' title='seriously, what is WRONG with the philippines????'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-112076665272716004</id><published>2005-07-07T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T13:04:12.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kilig update! a (sad) decision! and a new friend!</title><summary type='text'>three days ago, i found a way to take a sideshot of mr chem's profile (layo nga lang.. pero may basta may pic! SOUVENIR!!!) AND realized that same mr chem (sagwa ng 'boytoy' e) knows my name (weeeeee!!). two days ago, i see him first thing in the morning at school (GREAT way to start the day, i tell you), then at lunch, i got up the nerve to invite him over to share a table with me and my friend,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112076665272716004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=112076665272716004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112076665272716004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112076665272716004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/07/kilig-update-sad-decision-and-new.html' title='kilig update! a (sad) decision! and a new friend!'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-112027486133595049</id><published>2005-07-01T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T15:56:22.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some small interesting stuff to share</title><summary type='text'>all it takes is a smileamazing how people just come up to you when you flash a smile at them. three days ago, i did it to a 30-ish lady at the bus, and by the time we got dropped off, we were walking, talking abt ourselves and day activities, and exchanged email addresses! (gaaa! she even emailed me yesterday!) she also showed me a shortcut from my normal 1-hour walk from bus stop to home (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112027486133595049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=112027486133595049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112027486133595049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/112027486133595049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/07/some-small-interesting-stuff-to-share.html' title='some small interesting stuff to share'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-111981695935978664</id><published>2005-06-26T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T13:16:03.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>being thankful</title><summary type='text'>there are days that really get me down. i begin to think i've been so left out on the good and lucky breaks of life. then i complain. A LOT. but a few days ago, i got into a small conversation with a neighbor on how she's living her life, and to challenge her, i talked abt things i did at her age. its amazing how much stuff i came up with:- i've biked! i've kayaked! i've rapelled, wall-climbed, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111981695935978664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=111981695935978664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111981695935978664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111981695935978664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/06/being-thankful.html' title='being thankful'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-111956620805551265</id><published>2005-06-23T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T15:36:48.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>grrrr.....</title><summary type='text'>karma hits me big time... or the law of murphy (what comes up must come down). something like that. whatever. the fact is m now stuck with probably worst lab partner in class for bio.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111956620805551265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=111956620805551265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111956620805551265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111956620805551265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/06/grrrr.html' title='grrrr.....'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-111948698275073695</id><published>2005-06-22T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T17:39:35.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some notes...</title><summary type='text'>- enter new theory: it's an asian thing. for some reason, i'm beginning to believe asians have a slight intellectual advantage. or maybe its simply because asians are just more hardworking. pero man, i'm so happy i got an asian as my lab partner. kahit tuloy sobrang metikuloso namin, ok lang!!!  - CH is so far doing ok with chemistry. maybe because of nice-looking tutor before classes? hmm.. does</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111948698275073695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=111948698275073695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111948698275073695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111948698275073695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/06/some-notes.html' title='some notes...'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-111940837962651285</id><published>2005-06-21T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T19:46:19.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>waaah...</title><summary type='text'>i'm dealing with chemistry already. the professor has a rep for bad student evaluation (gulp) and for flunking most of his class (double gulp). now i have another class, biology this time, and the first thing the professor says is 'biology 111 is tough'.WAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111940837962651285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=111940837962651285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111940837962651285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111940837962651285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/06/waaah.html' title='waaah...'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-111922591141779098</id><published>2005-06-19T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T17:05:11.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some funnies...</title><summary type='text'>chem professor to his class: does anyone know abt the ddt? (he later says its the dichlorodiphenyltrichloroethane)guy: i heard it was a wrestling move (boisterous laughter from all the guys, me included since i watched the sport before)----pastor to a somewhat female populated audience: we now come to 1 timothy 2:11.... "a woman should learn in quietness and full submission. i do not permit a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111922591141779098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=111922591141779098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111922591141779098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111922591141779098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/06/some-funnies.html' title='some funnies...'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-111903529711062729</id><published>2005-06-17T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T12:13:31.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>trouble brewin' over at pinas</title><summary type='text'>on second thought, when did trouble NOT brew over pinas?here are some comments i made on a PEX forum (with some small edits):i'm no expert, after all, but this is my 2 cents worth of neutral (?) comments. feel free to argue or support. - on the "choosing the lesser evil" issuehonestly, this is not a statement of justification. evil is evil. period. its all on one level, neither is on top or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111903529711062729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=111903529711062729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111903529711062729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111903529711062729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/06/trouble-brewin-over-at-pinas.html' title='trouble brewin&apos; over at pinas'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-111837205224610762</id><published>2005-06-07T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T19:54:12.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hallooooo!</title><summary type='text'>hallo, blog! nice to see you again! (and yes, you too dear readers. yes, both of you)i haven't been writing, have i? sorry sorry. things have been a'changing, and poor lil me had had barely just enough in her to keep up.but i've been doing a lil writing (just not enough posting). so just for starters, or something as an appetizer, i'll be talking abt the following in the following days (or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111837205224610762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=111837205224610762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111837205224610762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111837205224610762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/06/hallooooo.html' title='hallooooo!'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-111629743614983359</id><published>2005-05-16T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T19:38:28.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saying goodbye</title><summary type='text'>awwww...in another sad tv development, a long-time sitcom comes to an end. and it's one of my favorites. today showed the final (FINAL!!!) episode of 'everybody loves raymond'.*sniffle* i'm just going to have to be contented with other networks showing the syndicated episodes (replays).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-111630486658051105</id><published>2005-05-15T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T21:41:06.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the tragedy of losing a cellphone</title><summary type='text'>the normal pinoy is almost always with his cellphone. it has become a necessity of sorts, providing you with time, games, stored notes and messages, not to mention the all-important convenience of keeping in contact with relatives/friends to leisurely look/shop around in places, such as the mall. but last night while helping my cousin with his science project, it was just gone. not in my room. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111630486658051105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-111578474916851013</id><published>2005-05-10T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T19:30:04.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>meeting bruce and foolishness</title><summary type='text'>was with my auntie today helping her hook up to earthlink (an internet connection server) when after determining i had done everything possible to verify the modem and establish a connection, i decided to just call the hotline number of the company.fast forward to conversation with operator after voice prompts.i'm already talking to bruce who basically confirmed i had done everything the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111578474916851013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=111578474916851013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111578474916851013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111578474916851013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/05/meeting-bruce-and-foolishness.html' title='meeting bruce and foolishness'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-111527282290645318</id><published>2005-05-04T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T21:02:36.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so desu ne</title><summary type='text'>How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single moment before starting toimprove the world. ANNE FRANKso desu ne is japanese for "indeed".i initially had thoughts on how people just going a tiny wee bit out of their way to be kind and considerate can make this world a better place (being surrounded by -mentality here in America can get to you). but there are times i feel like my words simply </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111527282290645318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=111527282290645318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111527282290645318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111527282290645318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/05/so-desu-ne.html' title='so desu ne'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-111526143763111405</id><published>2005-05-04T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T19:39:10.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>celebrating mediocrity in america</title><summary type='text'>just came from my cousin's 'arts concert', feeling deprived and disappointed. not only did i miss watching the new episode of Lost/AmericanIdol/Smallville, i had to endure spending that precious time watching a horrible ensemble from some gradeschoolers.man, i'm bad. it's really the school's fault, actually. it was obvious the 'concert' was another mere attempt to get the parents to flock to an </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-111504350709104308</id><published>2005-04-26T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T22:52:05.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>looking out the window</title><summary type='text'>always the observer. that's how i am when looking at opportunities. unlike other people who jump the gun and eagerly grab the best-looking one that comes their way with no thoughts of consequences whatsoever, i tend to wait, look, and, if i am given enough time, think about it later (or find another window to get another view of the opportunity). i don't want to over-excite myself, less i don't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111504350709104308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=111504350709104308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111504350709104308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111504350709104308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/04/looking-out-window.html' title='looking out the window'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-111504306822177413</id><published>2005-04-18T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T07:49:37.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on movies and review</title><summary type='text'>for lack of a better word, i'm a movie addict. i love watching films, whether in theatres for the big screen (and whole immersion experience) or in the comfort of your own sofa (pause buttons can really , ready to be taken to a different space and time, meet new sets of characters. i sit back and watch if i could take any possible experiences or lessons out of it, but when that is not met, that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111504306822177413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=111504306822177413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111504306822177413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111504306822177413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/04/on-movies-and-review.html' title='on movies and review'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-111504267589123854</id><published>2005-04-16T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T07:04:35.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>irereto kita (shudder)</title><summary type='text'>i even had no idea what the equivalent of 'reto' is in english, but this words had an effect similar to a duck paddling furiously under the surface. yup, despite being the picture of calmness and serenity, i am desperately trying to find the nearest exit. so what does this phrase really mean that could send me into a state of near-paranoia? imagine a single girl stuck in the company of 40-ish </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111504267589123854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=111504267589123854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111504267589123854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111504267589123854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/04/irereto-kita-shudder.html' title='irereto kita (shudder)'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-111337347202474316</id><published>2005-04-12T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T17:56:32.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>keep on writing fu</title><summary type='text'>lately i've been getting a disappointing feeling from the lack of feedback from people i "advertised" my site to. then i had to resign myself with two things: (1) i didn't really tell a LOT of people (2) i am really doing myself a favor with my compulsion desire to just write.there really is that need to just let things pour out of my mind, otherwise i'd be overwhelmed with the burden of keeping </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111337347202474316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=111337347202474316&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111337347202474316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111337347202474316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/04/keep-on-writing-fu.html' title='keep on writing fu'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-110783699422696296</id><published>2005-04-07T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T19:04:09.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some rpg luvin'</title><summary type='text'>this was inevitable, since i am currently playing kingdom hearts.i've always enjoyed rpg games. maybe it's because it was the first game i ever picked up for the ps1. or maybe its my obsession for a good story (and visuals syempre!), with all its plot twists, characters, and gameplay (i get to kick ass!).whatever. below are the list of rpgs i've already played, in chronological order.xenogears - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110783699422696296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=110783699422696296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110783699422696296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110783699422696296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/04/some-rpg-luvin.html' title='some rpg luvin&apos;'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-111249129508658232</id><published>2005-04-02T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T20:50:03.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the news...</title><summary type='text'>TODAYpope john paul II passed away. he had somewhat of a maverick quality to him, truly one of the most remarkable (and impactul) leaders of the Catholic Church. well-loved and respected, this pope clearly strove to make the most of his ministry to reach out to people, even until his final days as he struggled to overcome the increasing grip of sickness over him.the impact of his death can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111249129508658232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=111249129508658232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111249129508658232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111249129508658232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/04/news.html' title='the news...'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-111242224173582880</id><published>2005-04-01T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T20:46:09.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>say hi to my new toy</title><summary type='text'>... no, this is not an april fool's joke.kaya:1. no more feeling guilty or sneaky, tiptoeing downstairs in the middle of the night2. no more hassle of waiting for my turn or being rushed3. finally, something to download digcam pics4. ... and to write on for my blog in the privacy and comfort of my room5. i can finally download yahoo messenger to chat with people overseas6... and adobe photoshop </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111242224173582880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Human Finger Found in Wendy's Chili</title><summary type='text'>IT'S TRUE!!!! and it happened last mar22'05 lang!!!!i've managed to remove my hands from covering my (still gaping) mouth to write this post. grabe, major gross factor talaga! and if that's not gonna make u stop eating fast food, then u might want to consider taking up the time to read Fast Food Nation. for starters, the author, in his extensive research, tells why and how french fries really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111205701827499950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=111205701827499950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111205701827499950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111205701827499950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/03/human-finger-found-in-wendys-chili.html' title='Human Finger Found in Wendy&apos;s Chili'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-111178336959139248</id><published>2005-03-25T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T12:42:49.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the need for time out</title><summary type='text'>okay. m not really the one who should complain abt that, since i AM doing nothing right now. but can you believe THAT's actually tiring?that said, i can't wait to get a car. or a way to just GO. GET OUT OF HERE. of course i know i'm gonna be stuck here for a while, but i desperately need to free myself, my mind, my body from the stifling confines of this place. and ye, the people, too. if i were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111178336959139248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=111178336959139248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111178336959139248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111178336959139248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/03/need-for-time-out.html' title='the need for time out'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-111169370415780479</id><published>2005-03-24T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T11:53:32.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>more on movies for production</title><summary type='text'>heard Joss Whedon (of Buffy fame) is being helmed to direct Wonder Woman movie. more info on film below (from TV Guide):"I did, however, find out that Whedon is months away from finding his ideal Woman. "Everybody is in agreement that casting is not an issue right now," he says. "It's not a vehicle to be built around a particular star. We want to write the thing, find the right character and then</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111169370415780479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=111169370415780479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111169370415780479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111169370415780479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/03/more-on-movies-for-production.html' title='more on movies for production'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-111164076168967206</id><published>2005-03-23T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T21:44:05.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>remaking asian movies</title><summary type='text'>as much as i like the fact that hollywood is taking notice of asian movies (i just heard they've taken up production for the korean 'Il Mare', to star Sandra Bullock and Keanu Reeves. here's another site) , i still prefer the original, subtitled ones. at least they haven't tackled 'the love letter' (japanese) yet. and i surely hope they won't DARE touch 'my sassy girl' (korean). that's tantamount</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111164076168967206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=111164076168967206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111164076168967206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111164076168967206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/03/remaking-asian-movies.html' title='remaking asian movies'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-111116902017439497</id><published>2005-03-18T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T21:31:25.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>and so it ends...</title><summary type='text'>...Mulawin, that is.today is the final episode of that fantaserye show i've religiously (hehe) been keeping track of ever since i left pinas.an excerpt from what i posted in mulawin network blog:"as for moving on, (which might be the theme of this post), i wonder what will next week's mornings will be like (no more frantic hurrying to the computer). still, the fact that will remain is the pride </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111116902017439497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=111116902017439497&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111116902017439497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111116902017439497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/03/and-so-it-ends.html' title='and so it ends...'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-111085382369658484</id><published>2005-03-14T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T18:30:23.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yes, i can speak english</title><summary type='text'>for the nth time, i've been told by an american, that for somebody from another country, i can speak english very well.duh! jeez, sometimes, i dunno if these people are just making polite talk (is it an automatic conversation line? sort of like, when you greet somebody with "how you doing", you would almost always here the reply "good"?). or maybe that they're just plain ignorant. still, i give </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111085382369658484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=111085382369658484&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111085382369658484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111085382369658484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/03/yes-i-can-speak-english.html' title='yes, i can speak english'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-111085493145053777</id><published>2005-03-13T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T18:48:51.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>big relief!</title><summary type='text'>have you experienced that helpless feeling when something happens to a close relative/friend or a loved one and you wish you could be there for them?i just heard my sister fainted during her highschool CAT graduation. you can just imagine how i, si ate* , got into panic mode! thankfully, that gave way to a sense of relief when my sister, now recovered, began telling her experience with much gusto</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111085493145053777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=111085493145053777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111085493145053777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111085493145053777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/03/big-relief.html' title='big relief!'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-111038708287269029</id><published>2005-03-09T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T21:49:34.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>philippines - love ko 'to!</title><summary type='text'>to everyone that said the philippines is not a beautiful place, I BEG TO DIFFER. and if they need a foreigner's opinion on that, i suggest they go to this site and see the wonderful pics (and amusing comments) of my country first-hand.God, this man is sooo lucky. how can you NOT delight in a scenery such as this? other shots have human interest views, which makes observation on pinoy life </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111038708287269029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=111038708287269029&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111038708287269029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111038708287269029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/03/philippines-love-ko-to.html' title='philippines - love ko &apos;to!'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-111026125275070891</id><published>2005-03-07T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T19:29:18.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>where's the romance?</title><summary type='text'>i plopped myself onto the couch to catch last sunday's telemovie "their eyes were watching God", which oprah had boasted as being THE best love story of all time.strange how quotes like that could ruin a movie for you. because to me, it WASN'T a love story, it was a woman's journey to discover herself. that said, my expectations were clearly not met, leaving me with a feeling i've been robbed of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111026125275070891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=111026125275070891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111026125275070891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/111026125275070891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/03/wheres-romance.html' title='where&apos;s the romance?'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-110996032117298417</id><published>2005-03-04T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T10:18:41.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm suffering from what?</title><summary type='text'>the new problema recent commercial, had me sitting up my seat in attention, yet cocking my head to the side in disbelief. it starts out with a room of a shot of young 20-somethings, all fashionably dressed, laughing, talking. enter newcomer, who looks... hesitant. then he pops paxil (the product of said advertisement), and all is well, he suddenly becomes happy, talking to strangers as if they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110996032117298417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>on the loneliness issue</title><summary type='text'>i gave myself a few days to 'recover' before blogging.so my mom left already. she's now back in sweet ol' pinas *sigh, i envy her* when we were saying our goodbyes, it took a lot of self-control not to let her hear me cry. i was only glad she didn't see me.attempts to calm down followed. i tried to philosophize and see my life in different perspectives. the martyr approach (pain muna, rewards </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110972781926716634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=110972781926716634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110972781926716634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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phone calls later to some said celebs.i feel extremely sorry for this lady (which may not really be the appropriate term for her. sorry, my bad). whereas most of the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110904550677503201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=110904550677503201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110904550677503201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110904550677503201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/02/narinig-nyo-na-ba-ang-latest.html' title='narinig nyo na ba ang latest?'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-110896064318068722</id><published>2005-02-20T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T20:37:23.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>east is the new west!</title><summary type='text'>... if you watch NBA, that is :)i must admit i haven't watched basketball for a while, but with the recent player trades (i'm not really updated on who went to which team), it had me convinced that the all stars needed some serious watching.turns out, the east was looking to be a pretty good group this time around, esp with shaq in the house (in contrast, yao ming looks and acts like a post! so </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-110831090486333762</id><published>2005-02-15T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T21:37:45.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>catching up... (to what i have been doing lately)</title><summary type='text'>spring moonpassed by this former bestseller in a book market store. the cover had the words 'chinese gone with the wind' on it, so it immediately caught my attention.  the first few pages had me hooked already, with some info on chinese customs and such. skimming further, i saw that some chinese history was also integrated within the story.seriously tho, the book only confirmed my being a sucker </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110831090486333762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=110831090486333762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110831090486333762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110831090486333762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/02/catching-up-to-what-i-have-been-doing.html' title='catching up... (to what i have been doing lately)'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-110831075851561636</id><published>2005-02-13T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T20:41:39.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid stupid</title><summary type='text'>this has been the second time this year that i've been sick. here i am, popping pills day and night, i who used to pride in having a pretty good immune system. sigh. maybe i still havent adjusted to the weather here.but its getting pretty annoying -- clogged nose, puffy face, nasal voice, slightly throbbing head. not to mention the repeated sneezing, coughing, and nose blowing (its a wonder to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110831075851561636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=110831075851561636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110831075851561636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110831075851561636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/02/stupid-stupid.html' title='stupid stupid'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-110809109887249690</id><published>2005-02-10T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T19:04:58.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>woohooo!</title><summary type='text'>sun outshines their 2 big cellular network rivals with their smart marketing strategy of offering unlimited phone calls and texts! politicians take note of sun's move as stepping stone to question globe and smart's operations!*insert calm sweet smile here*in my honest opinion, it is sun's wise decision to focus on the one thing that MAKES a business successful -- people! (them globe and smart too</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110809109887249690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=110809109887249690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110809109887249690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110809109887249690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/02/woohooo.html' title='woohooo!'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-110800844804791107</id><published>2005-02-09T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T20:07:28.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gasp! m i... a kidult?</title><summary type='text'>... or a twixter?the jan24 ish of TIME had a rather interesting cover of a grown-up man sitting inside a sandbox. the article further defines these people as grown men and women "still living with their parents, who dress and talk and party as they did in their teens, hopping from job to job and date to date, having fun but seemingly going nowhere".not the exacts words i'd use (though some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110800844804791107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=110800844804791107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110800844804791107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110800844804791107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/02/gasp-m-i-kidult.html' title='gasp! m i... a kidult?'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-110783136438910608</id><published>2005-02-07T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T20:23:16.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank goodness for movies...</title><summary type='text'>... good ones always make my day.ok. so i haven't watched movies for a while (apologies to my cne-partner-in-crime bro). but i hope to make up for it when i finally get myself a membership at Blockbuster, rent any number of dvd's by 2's for only $24.95/mo. just how i can come up with that money will be another story. anyhoo...lucky for me, my next-door neighbors are kind enough to invite me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110783136438910608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=110783136438910608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110783136438910608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110783136438910608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/02/thank-goodness-for-movies.html' title='thank goodness for movies...'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-110766255111440123</id><published>2005-02-05T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T20:02:31.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>drifting...</title><summary type='text'>well.. not really. but lately, i've been feeling that way (drifting). seriously, nothing is happening with my life right now that i feel un-empowered. which is bad. i feel prisoned by the corners of the house that i'm staying in. which was my choice in the first place. sigh.waiting is slow torture. thus, the body had become numb for any adrenaline or need for wondrous explorations or adventures</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110766255111440123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=110766255111440123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110766255111440123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110766255111440123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/02/drifting.html' title='drifting...'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-110740333026247907</id><published>2005-02-02T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T20:10:46.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dubya talks again - his State of the Union address</title><summary type='text'>waiting for clock to hit 9. just realized that 3 of my must-see shows are in the same timeslot: Lost, Smallville, and American Idol. sheesh. glanced at today's newspaper. medicare to add viagra as part of its prescription drug program?? they're gonna give out free viagra now? (lots of happy malefolk out there)---and it starts. congress people standing. prez bush about to enter... let my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110740333026247907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=110740333026247907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110740333026247907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110740333026247907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/02/dubya-talks-again-his-state-of-union.html' title='Dubya talks again - his State of the Union address'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-110736316711305335</id><published>2005-02-02T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T10:18:00.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dubya talks</title><summary type='text'>sigh. might as well talk about the politics here as well.Bush won his reelection bid. whopeee-do. sadly, this diplomacy-lacking man has become more arrogant in his actions and statements lately ("i earned capital, and i plan to spend it"... yee, cringe!) that, despite his moral convictions, one begins to wonder if he really is concerned with his country's welfare or his term's legacy.now with</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110736316711305335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=110736316711305335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110736316711305335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110736316711305335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/02/dubya-talks.html' title='Dubya talks'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-110679984325373087</id><published>2005-01-26T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T18:11:05.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pweety snow</title><summary type='text'>i have lately begun experiencing the aftershock of being exposed to the unforgiving cold winter weather. burning sensation in both my ears (who would've thought these organs could actually feel?) and nose. nails turning a nice, but alarming, blue color. head feeling tight all the time. on the other hand, sight-seeing has been simply delightful. normal houses become charming homes, leafless trees </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110679984325373087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=110679984325373087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110679984325373087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110679984325373087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/01/pweety-snow.html' title='pweety snow'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-110736096334931666</id><published>2005-01-26T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T08:21:45.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>griping on politics</title><summary type='text'>good grief! (teka, i just realized that sounded really ironic? how can grief be good? anyhooo....) even though i'm far away from my home, i try to keep myself updated with the latest news, chika. and i'm severely dismayed to hear that the VAT increase to 12% was approved by the House of Representatives.--- at this point, the writer apologizes for the words that will follow. please excuse her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110736096334931666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=110736096334931666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110736096334931666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110736096334931666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/01/griping-on-politics.html' title='griping on politics'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-110605955260948223</id><published>2005-01-18T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T09:00:46.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>conversations</title><summary type='text'>while staying recently at a relative's house, i was momentarily given charge of my 6 yr old cousin, who had asked me to help him after he made his poo-poo (riiight. moving on).what followed was an interesting set of dialogues, which were in its entirety full of innocence (from the boy's perspective, of course). nevertheless, it had me doing my best to supress expressing even the slightest hint </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110605955260948223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=110605955260948223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110605955260948223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110605955260948223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/01/conversations.html' title='conversations'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-110559600831137709</id><published>2005-01-12T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T06:44:32.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>defining libel</title><summary type='text'>allow me to rant. please.libel is defined as a malicious defamation of character or individual, with the result of destroying that individual's reputation. consider these two cases then.(1) kris aquino complaining because some columnist makes some comments on her life and affairs;(2) gma7 complaining because of abs-cbn's remarks on news programs over stealing of intellectual property rights</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110559600831137709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=110559600831137709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110559600831137709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110559600831137709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/01/defining-libel.html' title='defining libel'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-110533404269700360</id><published>2005-01-09T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T10:23:02.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dealing with the dilemmas of daily programming</title><summary type='text'>i've been surviving life away from home by updating myself with updates from my favorite Mulawin series (check the network's violet channel, too!). a group of reliable bloggers had the good idea of posting the episode summaries for fans like me outside the country. (and later some screenshots to alleviate "visual-impairments"). it was a treasure of sorts (for a tv junkie), but the greater </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110533404269700360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=110533404269700360&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110533404269700360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110533404269700360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/01/dealing-with-dilemmas-of-daily.html' title='dealing with the dilemmas of daily programming'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-110498784082012362</id><published>2005-01-07T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T08:46:56.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>grief: on the other side of the fence - part 2</title><summary type='text'>i don't mean to be look all excited about having a blog but i just had to write this one. the death toll had reached an escalating number of 150,000, a heartwrenching reminder of the degree of destruction inflicted by the tsunami. reports say the number will go up, especially if the outbreak of epidemic is not prevented. my uncle asks - why do these nations, poor as they are, have to suffer this?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110498784082012362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-110498811960378541</id><published>2005-01-06T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T08:47:21.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagalog, movies and other matters</title><summary type='text'>being a movie fanatic, i'm always up to the challenge of watching movies (especially those with good reviews, kahit poor box-office turnouts). so with The Big Fish (Ewan McGregor) showing at HBO, i gamely sat in front of the tv to watch it. the movie was very good (tim burton, u da best!), but one scene in particular really made me bolt up straight in my seat.familiar words suddenly floated in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110498811960378541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=110498811960378541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110498811960378541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110498811960378541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/01/tagalog-movies-and-other-matters.html' title='tagalog, movies and other matters'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-110495278540347398</id><published>2005-01-05T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T08:47:45.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>grief: on the other side of the fence</title><summary type='text'>australia has just announced its relief amount pegged at $765M (?) for the victims of tsunami, making the Land Down Under the largest donor to date. this moves japan to second ($500M) and US, third ($365M). this might have been a reaction to recent criticisms that rich nations don't give enough (US in particular, since it's been rumored that it spends $35M everyday for the Iraq war).i hope that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110495278540347398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=110495278540347398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110495278540347398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110495278540347398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/2005/01/grief-on-other-side-of-fence.html' title='grief: on the other side of the fence'/><author><name>ch-girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14011193216272387439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9933854.post-110494143102881592</id><published>2005-01-03T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T11:11:20.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a normal case of obsession</title><summary type='text'>a few days before new year, i happened to chance upon an interesting cover of a new manga, tsubasa reservoir chronicles. it said clamp on it and featured syaoran and sakura (of card captor sakura fame) in an alternate universe. but despite the clamp mark, i was still skeptical. could this be really clamp? or some other fan fiction using clamp characters? the art was impressive though. so with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110494143102881592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>o my! my first blog!</title><summary type='text'>celebrating new year has always been a strange feeling for me. amidst all the celebration, i always find myself wistful, always reflective. i look back at the year that was, and contemplate on how i even got by and how i am now.cynically hopeful. an ironic phrase that i thought fitting to my description. let's see. come new year, i've gone past the supertitious beliefs of being taller (no more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ch-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110480760968844497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9933854&amp;postID=110480760968844497&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9933854/posts/default/110480760968844497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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