<?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-7626509</id><updated>2011-10-10T22:45:14.023+08:00</updated><category term='bugoy'/><category term='new years resolution'/><category term='makati hotels'/><category term='pencils'/><category term='pda season 2'/><category term='ryan cayabyab'/><title type='text'>A View from the Top of the Hill</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626509.post-411582204983098645</id><published>2011-10-10T18:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T19:37:47.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skyflakes at Milo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kay tagal ko na palang hindi nakakapag sulat dito sa aking blog. Akala ko nung Pebrero ay maipapatuloy ko na ang aking pagsusulat. Pero sabi nga nila, huli man daw at magaling, eh huli pa din.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Napakaraming bagay ang napapag desisyuna, nalilikha o maisasaayos sa pamamagitan ng isang tasang Milo at isang pakete ng Skyflakes. Sa amin kasi nuon, isang tasang Milo lang, mahabang usapan na ang nararating. Sa mga panahon kasi ngayon mas gusto ng mga tao ang mag Starbucks kaysa magmuni muni kasabay ng simpleng kasiyahang idinudulot ng mainit na tsokolate at biskwit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Napakahilig na natin sa kung anu anong mga bagay na bago o uso kahit medyo may kamahalan ito. Gusto natin makisabay sa uso dahil nahihirapan tayo dahil ayaw nating maiwanan ng byahe. Sabi nga, matitis mo ba na sila ay merong bagong cellphone at ikaw ay wala. Ito nga ang tinatawag na Social Pressure. Sabi nga nung isang nagsalita sa amin tungkol sa pamumuhunan, napaka hirap daw para sa mga nagsisimulang mamuhunan ang tisin ang Social Pressure dahil natural daw sa atin na makihalubilo sa mga tao. At dahil dito, hindi minsan maiwasan na ikumpara natin ang ating sarili sa iba. Partikular na ang kung ano ang meron sila na wala sa atin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Naalala ko tuloy itong kwento ng isa kong kakilala. Mayroon daw silang pagtatalo ng kanyan kabiyak tungkol sa kung anong modelo ng iPhone ang bibilhin. Pareho kasi sila ng trabaho at lahat daw sa kanilang opisina ay naka iPhone na.  Halos buong araw daw silang nagtatalo kung ano ang bibilhin. Maghapon din silang nasa harap ng computer at nagbabasa ng mga blogs tungkol sa kung anong modelo ang mas maganda. Sa kanilang pagtatalo biglang nagsalita ang kanilang limang taong gulang na anak. Ang sabi ng bata "Away kayo ng away, wag na tayong  bili". Nabigla ang mag asawa sa sinabi ng bata at natauhan sila. Pinagpaliban muna nila ang pag bili ng nasabing iPhone at tamang tama naman dahil kinailangan nila ang pera makalipas ng isang lingo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Napaka hirap ngang labanan ang social pressure. Lalu na kung malabo para sa sa iyo ng pagkakaiba ng kung ano ang iyong kailangn at kung ano ang inyong gusto. Pero ika nga ng isa kong kaibigan na itago ng lang natin sa pangalang Ka Bert "Kung hindi mo kailangn, bakit mo bibilhin?" &lt;i&gt;Kaya ako Samsung Galaxy S II ang bibilhin ko! (joke)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Maraming salamat nga pala sa aking asawa na nagbigay sa akin ng Milo. Ayan tuloy meron akong naikwento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-411582204983098645?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/411582204983098645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=411582204983098645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/411582204983098645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/411582204983098645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2011/10/skyflakes-at-milo.html' title='Skyflakes at Milo'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-6840148438102813337</id><published>2011-02-09T11:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T11:46:39.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang Pagbabalik!</title><content type='html'>I'm reviving this blog after an almost three year hiatus. Hopefully I can blog about some of the places I've been and the places I want to go to. So stick around peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-6840148438102813337?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/6840148438102813337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=6840148438102813337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/6840148438102813337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/6840148438102813337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2011/02/ang-pagbabalik.html' title='Ang Pagbabalik!'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-4190525233991941950</id><published>2008-09-11T10:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T10:47:10.161+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ryan cayabyab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pda season 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bugoy'/><title type='text'>Last Song Syndrome</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param value="http://media.imeem.com/m/wcQhgVCbwB/aus=false/" name="movie"&gt;&lt;param value="transparent" name="wmode"&gt;&lt;embed width="300" src="http://media.imeem.com/m/wcQhgVCbwB/aus=false/" height="110" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/rhojmusic/music/ad14t0cI/bugoy_paano_na_kaya_high_quality/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paano Na Kaya [High Quality] - Bugoy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-4190525233991941950?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/4190525233991941950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/4190525233991941950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2008/09/lss.html' title='Last Song Syndrome'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626509.post-5944616896910097981</id><published>2008-08-08T10:13:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T10:39:06.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makati hotels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencils'/><title type='text'>Pencils Galore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4vpE45xX6g/SJuuQqAjySI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dRD4e7O6l3U/s1600-h/pencils.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4vpE45xX6g/SJuuQqAjySI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dRD4e7O6l3U/s320/pencils.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231966993298737442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job gives me the opportunity to go out from time to time to learn new standards in the IT industry and apply it to my work. I've been to a lot of seminars and events these past few years and I have quite a collection of hotel pencils particularly in events that were held in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Makati&lt;/span&gt; Hotels. It started as just a somewhat of a need because I tend to lose my pencils in the office. Then as the time goes by I noticed that I have more and more pencils in my office mug then it occurred to me that maybe it is a good idea to collect them. I have more than 15 of these pencils and most of them are from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Makati&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Shangri&lt;/span&gt;-la (7) which I believe is the favorite hotel of the companies that sponsor these events. I've met a lot of people from different corners of the IT industry from the IT Staff to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;CIO&lt;/span&gt; of multi-national companies. My work is a constant journey where you get a chance to pick up a few things along the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-5944616896910097981?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/5944616896910097981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=5944616896910097981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/5944616896910097981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/5944616896910097981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2008/08/pencils-galore.html' title='Pencils Galore'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V4vpE45xX6g/SJuuQqAjySI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dRD4e7O6l3U/s72-c/pencils.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626509.post-3098264889873552445</id><published>2008-01-09T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T09:29:56.681+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new years resolution'/><title type='text'>Bagong Taon, Bagong Sinturon!</title><content type='html'>My sister-in-law gave me a belt for Christmas (Thanks Dona!). I don't know if it means something but I  guess its a sign for me loose some weight. Hahaha! My wife even got me basketball shoes (Love you for that Sweet!) so that I can be right on track with my target weight of 140 pounds by year end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the news about how men in their 20s and 30s getting heart problems (the medical ones of course!) which most of the time is related to their weight, I think its is really time for me to stop gaining and start loosing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, time to get back to my Quaker Oats!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-3098264889873552445?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/3098264889873552445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=3098264889873552445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/3098264889873552445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/3098264889873552445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2008/01/bagong-taon-bagong-sinturon.html' title='Bagong Taon, Bagong Sinturon!'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-2353409054380163790</id><published>2007-09-27T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T09:33:59.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Game Review: Company of Heroes</title><content type='html'>Publisher: THQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best RTS games that I have ever played so far! If you are into RTS and WWII type games, you gotta play CoH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got just one word for it! "Astig!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gameplay:  10/10&lt;br /&gt;Graphics:   9/10&lt;br /&gt;Content/Story:  8/10&lt;br /&gt;Overall: 9/10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-2353409054380163790?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/2353409054380163790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=2353409054380163790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/2353409054380163790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/2353409054380163790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2007/09/game-review-company-of-heroes.html' title='Game Review: Company of Heroes'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-8845496121375982183</id><published>2007-07-25T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T16:14:52.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>We wish to thank our relatives and our friends for sharing with us their time, talent (and money) in preparing for our wedding! We hope that the blessings that they share with us continue to grow and return to them a thousand fold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;To our Tatay at Inay, Mommy and Daddy, for their blessings and support. At maraming salamat sa walang-sawang pang-unawa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to our brothers and sisters, Kuya Rodel and Ate Jane, Ate Heide &amp; Kuya Cyruz, Dona, Marco, DJ.  Special thanks Kuya Rodel and Ate Jane for the car service weeks before our wedding. Thanks to Ate Heide &amp; Kuya Cyruz for the wedding cake! Thanks Dona, Marco and DJ for preparing the wedding invitation and souvenirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our sincerest thanks to Mrs. Wijangco, for her pieces of advice during our wedding preparation and for a wonderful bridal shower. For the countless ideas -- on wedding tiaras, veils, hair and make up, invitations, flowers, etc. Most especially, thanks for her generosity in giving me my dream-wedding gown. Saludo po kami sa inyo! Thanks also to Ms. Nora Praxidio for the gowns of the entourage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the Ateneo Central Accounting Office family for your gift. Also to the Loyola Schools – MIS family! Thanks for your wonderful surprise waiting for us at our new home. We thank you for your never-ending support. Thanks also to Finance Group, USAID EPRA and SGV girls for your great bridal shower gift. Thanks to Annie, Tess, Ria, Joey, Lian, Kuya Leo, Ate Angie, Ms. Lanie for the bridal shower program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to our superiors, Mrs. Wijangco and Mrs. Banzon for their consideration and understanding when we took the time-offs to process our church and civil requirements. Thanks to our peers who took over our tasks during our vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Ms. Angie and Fr. Romeo of Ibaan Parish for the inspiring homily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Grace and Anna Mae for the music during the ceremony. Thanks to Joub and Rica our masters of ceremonies for the wonderful reception program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to our friends, Malen, Amie, Lian, Ria, Beth, Sai, Mayan, Arnold, Bimbo, Joyce, Jaypee, Jepoy, Jojo, Kamille, Cla, Lester, JonJon, Marco, SJ and Pia, Alfred, Cecile, Jen and special thanks to Abet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Malen for the baked goodies. Thanks Jaypee for the AVP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Ate Gina and her staff, our caterer. Thanks to Dakz and Lorelie Serrano, Raquel and staff, for the photo-video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Dr. Joel, Kuya Erning and Ate Ana for our bridal car and gift &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maraming Maraming Salamat sa aming mga Ninang and Ninong sa binyag, kumpil at kasal at sa lahat ng mga abay. Ninong Libby and Ninang Gina, Ninong Bert and Ninang Elsa, Ninang Meding, Ninong Quid and Ninang Ofel, Ninong Ado and Ninang Ida, Ninong Rudy, Ninang Nelia, Ninang Fe at Ninong Rey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to our uncles and aunties, cousins, for their moral and financial support. Thanks to Tito Theng for the bouquet and the hair and make-up of the entourage, thanks to Rey, Marlon and Onie. Thanks to Tita Aphine for the wedding ring!   Salamat din sa mga nanulungan, kay Kuya Jojo at lalu na kay Kuya Balot, masarap po ang inyong niluto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most especially, we would like to thank all of those who celebrated with us. Our wedding won’t be as special and as meaningful without your presence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most of all, we thank God for with Him, everything is possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-8845496121375982183?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/8845496121375982183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=8845496121375982183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/8845496121375982183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/8845496121375982183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2007/07/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-116608563870403674</id><published>2006-12-14T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T16:50:16.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Etymology Series Volume 1 Issue 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Since this is the first issue, I picked a word that is personal in nature. My nick name is the most personal thing I can think of right now. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The word for this issue is "Chito"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This is not my original nick name, before, people call me Archie or just Chie (what a girly name btw) It was only in college that people started calling me Chito. I have Jepoy/Clyde to thank for that because we gave each other new names (something like new begginings). Contrary to popular belief, my name was not copied from the lead singer of the popular band way back in college.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My nick name is totally derived (like a function) from my full name&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Archibald Torres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archie Torres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chie Torres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chie To&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chito&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;There you go, I hope this explains why many of my friends call me Chito.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-116608563870403674?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/116608563870403674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=116608563870403674' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/116608563870403674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/116608563870403674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2006/12/etymology-series-volume-1-issue-1.html' title='Etymology Series Volume 1 Issue 1'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-116419191465597496</id><published>2006-11-22T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T19:05:12.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Everything Gabay -</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;- Everything Gabay -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kilala mo si Tita Chit&lt;br /&gt;-may kakilala ka at least 3 teachers sa college na dating Gabayano&lt;br /&gt;-sumali/nag-perform sa org tours&lt;br /&gt;-natakot/nanakot sa trust walk&lt;br /&gt;-naluluha sa Gabay song (hehe)&lt;br /&gt;-nakasama sa mga planning sessions&lt;br /&gt;-nakibahagi sa prayer sessions&lt;br /&gt;-inabutan ang Gabay hacienda&lt;br /&gt;-naging bahagi ng execom&lt;br /&gt;-nanalo ng best tutor award&lt;br /&gt;-nanalo ng most outstanding gabayano award&lt;br /&gt;-nabigyan ng outstanding tutor award&lt;br /&gt;-nanghabol ng tutee (takasan ba naman ako?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-napaiyak ng tutee&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-nabusog sa coke during home visit (pambansang inuming ng Pilipinas ata ito eh) -gumagawa ng lesson plan kada tutoring (syempre, outstanding tutor nga eh)&lt;br /&gt;-natuto sa mga ed-sessions&lt;br /&gt;-special consideration sa immersion pag nalamang Gabayano ka (Gabaldon kami nag immersion) -sumali sa caroling&lt;br /&gt;-naging bahagi ng Gabay choir (ehem, choir supremo po)&lt;br /&gt;-nag-attend ng retreat&lt;br /&gt;-nagsulat ng palanca para sa retreatants&lt;br /&gt;-umattend ng snackouts (pati dineouts, sineouts at overnight sa condo ni My)&lt;br /&gt;-naging mabuting angel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-naging mabait na soul (di kami naging soul eh, sa amin angel ang inabutan ko)&lt;br /&gt;-umattend ka ng 25th year anniversary&lt;br /&gt;-e ng 30th year anniv?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-tumulong mag-ayos ng mga libro&lt;br /&gt;-nagbantay sa pagpapahiram ng libro&lt;br /&gt;-nanghiram ng libro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-nakawala ng libro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Barangay Gabay -&lt;br /&gt;-tumambay at nakipag-jamming sa mga kapwa gabayano&lt;br /&gt;-inubos ang lahat ng alam na kanta sa 1001 Hits na songbook (actually mga 501 n lng yun kasi nahati na)&lt;br /&gt;-nag-aral at natuto mag-gitara&lt;br /&gt;-tumambay o kaya'y nag-meeting sa "sunken garden"&lt;br /&gt;-ginawang caf ang GR&lt;br /&gt;-natutulog sa GR&lt;br /&gt;-kilala mo si Mang Manny (kilala pa ako ni Mang Manny hanggang ngayon)&lt;br /&gt;-napagalitan ni Mang Manny (dahil meron akong susi ng GR)&lt;br /&gt;-nabiktima ka ng higad sa harap ng GR (higadacious)&lt;br /&gt;-ginawang locker ang GR&lt;br /&gt;-naglaro ng bridge sa GR (me challenge pa Chie!)&lt;br /&gt;-naglaro ng pusoy dos sa GR&lt;br /&gt;-nakapag Dance Revo sa ASG&lt;br /&gt;-ginawang notepad/drawing book ang logbook&lt;br /&gt;-nagsusulat ng lovenotes, tula at kanta sa logbook&lt;br /&gt;-gumawa ng kanta (starlight, tsak-tsak at kung pwede lng sana)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-tsinak tsak ang buong batch, pati na rin ibang batch&lt;br /&gt;-natawa sa sunog na logbook (ahahahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;-gumawa at nagpapirma ng birthday thingy&lt;br /&gt;-naglaro ng patintero, agawan base, volleyball at badminton sa may Faura drive o sa paligid ng Colayco&lt;br /&gt;-nag-stargazing sa field [bellarmine field, football fields, likod ng faura]&lt;br /&gt;-nang-invade sa ASG [Ang Sa Gabay Ay Sa Gabay]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-nag-miyembro ng AMS or AChES para legal ang pagtambay sa ASG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-ginamit ang typewriter ng Gabay para sa paggawa ng papers&lt;br /&gt;-inabutan ang bulok na computer (nagamit ko rin!)&lt;br /&gt;-alam mo kung paano buksan yung bintana ng GR mula sa labas&lt;br /&gt;-nagamit ang Gabay phone pangtawag sa labas ng school&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-alam ang S.A. Spelling &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-nakarating sa bawat roasting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-sanay uminom ng Richee at kumain ng pancit at chix lolipop ng Polys twing may ACP (Area Closing Party)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Matters of the heart -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-nagka-crush sa isang ate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-nagka-crush sa lower batch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-nagka-crush sa angel/soul mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-nakahanap ng best friend/s sa Gabay&lt;br /&gt;-nakahanap ng true love (ahahaha!!! I wish!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kung sinumang gabayanong makabasa nito, pakigawa na rin po :) dagdagan nyo na rin ng iba pa, yan pa lang naaalala ko sa ngayon eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-116419191465597496?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/116419191465597496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=116419191465597496' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/116419191465597496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/116419191465597496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2006/11/everything-gabay.html' title='- Everything Gabay -'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-115744419360218697</id><published>2006-09-05T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T16:20:40.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Weddings and a Cereal</title><content type='html'>Last month gave me the one of the "get real" moments of my life when I found out one of my friend is getting married. That’s 3 frukies on the hook and there are hints of another wedding next year. Settling down is one of the more obvious signs in your life that you are getting "older". Almost 5 years ago, I've never imagine myself settling down but these past few months have given me countless signs telling me that I am not getting any younger. It seems like its just yesterday that my concerns composed mainly of Philosophy orals and Project Management defense. Now, all I think about is job security and starting my own family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting older really sinks in when your nephew starts calling you "tito" than just the usual "kuya". Just this week, I and my nephew had this little conversation about his favorite cereal. My 5 year old nephew is asking me why I like eating his Koko Krunch and told me I should be eating grown up meals instead. Even my nephew thinks I'm too old for a cereal (hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* how fast time flies by...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-115744419360218697?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/115744419360218697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=115744419360218697' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/115744419360218697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/115744419360218697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2006/09/more-weddings-and-cereal.html' title='More Weddings and a Cereal'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-115131920586241001</id><published>2006-06-26T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T18:55:37.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Step Backward, Two Steps Forward</title><content type='html'>Later today, I'll be making it formal, I should have done this a long time ago...Wish Me Luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-115131920586241001?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/115131920586241001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=115131920586241001' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/115131920586241001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/115131920586241001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2006/06/one-step-backward-two-steps-forward.html' title='One Step Backward, Two Steps Forward'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-114247573392627549</id><published>2006-03-16T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T10:32:05.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Country's Most Expensive Debate Club</title><content type='html'>With over 20 priority bills passed by the Congress (Lower House) to the Senate, the House Majority Leadership is quite dismayed of what is happening upstairs. Instead of tackling these state priority bills, the Senate has focused its attention to inquiries and investigations. It seems like the senate is more concerned in personal grudges as seen on national TV and in partisan politics than working on these important bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this an indication of the "usefullness" of the Senate in our current Legislative System? Talk about check and balances!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-114247573392627549?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/114247573392627549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=114247573392627549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/114247573392627549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/114247573392627549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2006/03/countrys-most-expensive-debate-club.html' title='The Country&apos;s Most Expensive Debate Club'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-114044044334463847</id><published>2006-02-20T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T21:00:44.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pagmumuni-muni</title><content type='html'>Tama bang itanong sa isang tao na "P're ano ang konsepto mo ng pag-ibig?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa aking pagkakaalam, ang pag-ibig kasi ay hindi isang konsepto. Sa makatuwid, paano mo maisasakonsepto ang pag-ibig kung hindi ito isang konsepto?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagtatanong lamang po.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-114044044334463847?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/114044044334463847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=114044044334463847' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/114044044334463847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/114044044334463847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2006/02/pagmumuni-muni.html' title='Pagmumuni-muni'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-113946765466786948</id><published>2006-02-09T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T14:47:34.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanong Lang?</title><content type='html'>Kapag ikaw ay tulog at malapit ka nang magising. Nananaginip ka pa at sabay na nakikiramdam ka sa paligid mo, ikaw ba'y &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;half-asleep&lt;/span&gt; 0 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;half-awake&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala lang... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-113946765466786948?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/113946765466786948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=113946765466786948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/113946765466786948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/113946765466786948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2006/02/tanong-lang.html' title='Tanong Lang?'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-113496926676955195</id><published>2005-12-19T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T13:14:26.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Understatement of the Year</title><content type='html'>the word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPSET!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-113496926676955195?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/113496926676955195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=113496926676955195' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/113496926676955195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/113496926676955195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2005/12/understatement-of-year.html' title='Understatement of the Year'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-113496905026154483</id><published>2005-12-19T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T13:10:50.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Senti Hits!!!</title><content type='html'>San Man Patungo&lt;br /&gt;By: Parokya ni Edgar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magdamag naggigitara ang bagal ng gabi&lt;br /&gt;ang daming iniisip ngunit wala namang masabi&lt;br /&gt;nagsawa ka na ba? subukan mong tumawa&lt;br /&gt;tigilan ang pagiisip ipagpatuloy ang pananginip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko maalala ang lyrics ng kanta&lt;br /&gt;kahit ako ang gumawa iba naman ang nagsalita&lt;br /&gt;mahirap talaga pag inaasahan ka awitin na mga tula&lt;br /&gt;na nagmumula sa pera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;di ko inakala na magkakaganito&lt;br /&gt;wala namang nagsabi na malabo ang mundo&lt;br /&gt;d na rin naming inaasahang maintindihan&lt;br /&gt;alam naman nilang wala kaming pakialam kung san man tutungo&lt;br /&gt;at kung kelam kami hihinto&lt;br /&gt;kung bukas man o bukas pa tuluyan nang tapusin ang kanta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gising hanggang umaga hindi mapakali&lt;br /&gt;pinipiga ang utak ngunit wala paring masabi&lt;br /&gt;kapag pinilit mo at hindi na totoo&lt;br /&gt;ang awit na natapos ay mawawalan ng tono&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-113496905026154483?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/113496905026154483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=113496905026154483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/113496905026154483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/113496905026154483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2005/12/senti-hits.html' title='Senti Hits!!!'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-113386057064380745</id><published>2005-12-06T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T17:16:10.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LSS...again</title><content type='html'>WHAT DO WE MEAN TO EACH OTHER&lt;br /&gt;Sergio Mendez&lt;br /&gt;(P. Wolf/L. Wolf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather know if you have turn the page&lt;br /&gt;If you go faster than I do&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, it's not so clear&lt;br /&gt;Just what I am to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrain:&lt;br /&gt;Am I friend, am I lover&lt;br /&gt;Do we still need each other?&lt;br /&gt;When you touch me&lt;br /&gt;When you touch me&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I can't tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;What do we mean to each other,&lt;br /&gt;Am I friend, am I lover,&lt;br /&gt;Is is over now?&lt;br /&gt;If this is it, then why bother?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me where do we take it from here?&lt;br /&gt;What do we mean to each other,&lt;br /&gt;Am I friend, am I lover,&lt;br /&gt;Is it over now?&lt;br /&gt;Do you love me still,&lt;br /&gt;Or do you just mean well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see clearly how I'm hurting you&lt;br /&gt;Ev'ry breath kills you away&lt;br /&gt;Are we going in sep'rate roads?&lt;br /&gt;Has pride got in the way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrain:&lt;br /&gt;Am I friend, am I lover&lt;br /&gt;Do we still need each other?&lt;br /&gt;When you hold me&lt;br /&gt;When you hold me&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I can't tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;What do we mean to each other,&lt;br /&gt;Am I friend, am I lover,&lt;br /&gt;Is is over now?&lt;br /&gt;If this is it, then why bother?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me where do we take it from here?&lt;br /&gt;What do we mean to each other,&lt;br /&gt;Am I friend, am I lover,&lt;br /&gt;Is it over now?&lt;br /&gt;Do you love me still,&lt;br /&gt;Or do you just mean well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time became the poison working slowly on my heart&lt;br /&gt;Throwing all our memories&lt;br /&gt;Is it tearin' us apart?&lt;br /&gt;When you touch me&lt;br /&gt;When you touch me&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I can't tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;What do we mean to each other,&lt;br /&gt;Am I friend, am I lover,&lt;br /&gt;Is is over now?&lt;br /&gt;If this is it, then why bother?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me where do we take it from here?&lt;br /&gt;What do we mean to each other,&lt;br /&gt;Am I friend, am I lover,&lt;br /&gt;Is it over now?&lt;br /&gt;Do you love me still,&lt;br /&gt;Or do you just mean well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do we mean to each other,&lt;br /&gt;Am I friend, am I lover,&lt;br /&gt;Is it over now?&lt;br /&gt;Do you love me still,&lt;br /&gt;Or do you just mean well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coda:&lt;br /&gt;Ooh&lt;br /&gt;Do you love me still&lt;br /&gt;Or do you just mean well?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-113386057064380745?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/113386057064380745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=113386057064380745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/113386057064380745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/113386057064380745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2005/12/lssagain.html' title='LSS...again'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-113023071917822565</id><published>2005-10-25T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T16:59:18.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabi ko nga nga ba eh! (parehong pareho)</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Seduction Style: Au Natural&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/au-natural.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You rank up there with your seduction skills, though you might not know it.&lt;br /&gt;That's because you're a natural at seduction. You don't realize your power!&lt;br /&gt;The root of your natural seduction power: your innocence and optimism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of person who happily plays around and creates a unique little world.&lt;br /&gt;Little do you know that your personal paradise is so appealing that it sucks people in.&lt;br /&gt;You find joy in everything - so is it any surprise that people find joy in you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bring back the inner child in everyone you meet with your sincere and spontaneous ways.&lt;br /&gt;Your childlike (but not childish) behavior also inspires others to care for you.&lt;br /&gt;As a result, those who you befriend and date tend to be incredibly loyal to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Seducer Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-113023071917822565?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/113023071917822565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=113023071917822565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/113023071917822565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/113023071917822565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2005/10/sabi-ko-nga-nga-ba-eh-parehong-pareho.html' title='Sabi ko nga nga ba eh! (parehong pareho)'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-113023067625292971</id><published>2005-10-25T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T16:57:56.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got a feeling....</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage pessimistically. You don't think happy marriages exist anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-113023067625292971?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/113023067625292971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=113023067625292971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/113023067625292971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/113023067625292971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-got-feeling.html' title='I got a feeling....'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-113023063220091106</id><published>2005-10-25T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T16:57:12.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idealist daw oh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CDDEFF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EBF2FF"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idealist (NF)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a passionate, caring, and unique person.&lt;br /&gt;You are good at expressing yourself and sharing your ideals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the most compassionate of all types and connect with others easily.&lt;br /&gt;Your heart tends to rule you. You can't make decisions without considering feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seek out other empathetic people to befriend.&lt;br /&gt;Truth and authenticity matters in your friendships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you give everything you have to relationships. You fall in love easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you crave personal expression and meaning in your career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With others, you communicate well. You can spend all night talking with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as your looks go, you've likely taken the time to develop your own personal style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On weekends, you like to be with others. Charity work is also a favorite pastime of yours.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/threequestionpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Three Question Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-113023063220091106?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/113023063220091106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=113023063220091106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/113023063220091106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/113023063220091106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2005/10/idealist-daw-oh.html' title='Idealist daw oh!'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-113023021179085603</id><published>2005-10-25T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T16:50:11.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weirdo ba??? Gaya-Gaya kay Cla</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#98FB98" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 50% Weird&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CAFBCA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/weird-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal enough to know that you're weird...&lt;br /&gt;But too damn weird to do anything about it!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/"&gt;How Weird Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-113023021179085603?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/113023021179085603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=113023021179085603' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/113023021179085603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/113023021179085603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2005/10/weirdo-ba-gaya-gaya-kay-cla.html' title='Weirdo ba??? Gaya-Gaya kay Cla'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-112737351408655155</id><published>2005-09-22T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T15:21:14.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update update</title><content type='html'>Bakit nga ba ako hindi pa nakakapag update. Gravy (borrowed from Cla) busy at enjoy na enjoy ako ngayon sa trabaho ko kaya napapabayaan ko na ang aking blog. Ngayon lang ako nakasingit ng entry kasi hinihintay kong matapos ang pagkatagal-tagal na procedure na pinatakbo ko, mag iisang oras na yata kaya nakapag check pa ako ng email at blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hala ayan, masaya ako ngayon dito sa trabaho ko, may freedom ka pero marami ka ring responsibilities kaya na cha-challenge ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe ang saya ang dami kong natutunan sa loob laman ng dalawang buwan kong pamamalagi dito sa bago kong trabaho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oopps gotta go,mukhang tapos na yata ang pagkahaba-habang procedure na yun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-112737351408655155?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/112737351408655155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=112737351408655155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/112737351408655155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/112737351408655155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2005/09/update-update.html' title='Update update'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-112424632327647793</id><published>2005-08-17T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T10:38:43.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Challenges</title><content type='html'>What a week last week was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was great! There were challenges but it lifes not worth living without them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-112424632327647793?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/112424632327647793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=112424632327647793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/112424632327647793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/112424632327647793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2005/08/challenges.html' title='Challenges'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-112355949336968643</id><published>2005-08-09T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T11:51:33.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Si Cla Kasi eh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Power Color Is Gold&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/gold.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Highest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are engrossed in passions that mentally stimulate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Lowest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seek thrills and neglect what's important in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see dating as adventure and approach it with an open attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How You're Attractive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You passion for life makes others passionate about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Eternal Question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Am I Having Fun?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/"&gt;What's Your Power Color?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-112355949336968643?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/112355949336968643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=112355949336968643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/112355949336968643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/112355949336968643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2005/08/si-cla-kasi-eh.html' title='Si Cla Kasi eh!'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-112244443219910833</id><published>2005-07-27T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T14:07:12.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Square One</title><content type='html'>It's official, I have resigned from my office and moving on to working for the first company I worked for after graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-112244443219910833?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/112244443219910833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=112244443219910833' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/112244443219910833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/112244443219910833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2005/07/back-to-square-one.html' title='Back to Square One'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626509.post-111960023963045680</id><published>2005-06-24T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T16:07:07.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LSS...again</title><content type='html'>Para sa'yo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I Am&lt;br /&gt;(Air Supply)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am playing with those memories again&lt;br /&gt;And just when I thought time had set me free&lt;br /&gt;Those thoughts of you keep taunting me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding you, a feeling I never outgrew&lt;br /&gt;Though each and every part of me has tried&lt;br /&gt;Only you can fill that space inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's no sense pretending&lt;br /&gt;My heart it's not mending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought I was over you&lt;br /&gt;And just when I thought I could stand on my own&lt;br /&gt;Oh, baby those memories come crashing through&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't go on without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my own I've tried to make the best of it alone&lt;br /&gt;I've done everything I can to ease the pain&lt;br /&gt;But only you can stop the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;I miss everything about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought I was over you&lt;br /&gt;And just when I thought I could stand on my own&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby those memories come crashing through&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't go on without&lt;br /&gt;Go on without It's just no good without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you, without you, without you&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, those memories come crashing through&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't go on without, you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-111960023963045680?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/111960023963045680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=111960023963045680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/111960023963045680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/111960023963045680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2005/06/lssagain.html' title='LSS...again'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-111891609248001885</id><published>2005-06-16T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T18:01:32.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF? (Wire-Tapped-Fraud)</title><content type='html'>An alleged PGMA wiretapped conversation with a certain Garci has taken the mainstream Filipino lifestyle by storm. Filipinos from all walks of life are now diving into what’s new about the said "expose". Many Filipinos are convinced that the contents of the CD/Tape are actually true (well a lot of people would believe almost anything they see in the media). It’s really pathetic to see people who immediately jump into the bandwagon believing that the contents of the said CD/Tape are true and asking for the resignation of the President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the hell is our common sense? Think people! Don’t immediately believe anything you see or hear. Ask questions! Ask questions about the authenticity of the CD/Tapes. Ask questions about the timing of the expose.  Ask questions about the source of the CDs/Tapes. And most important of all, lets ask ourselves “are we doing the right thing?” “Is our reaction to this a reflection of our conscience?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets think first before we act, our country needs us to do so!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-111891609248001885?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/111891609248001885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=111891609248001885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/111891609248001885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/111891609248001885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2005/06/wtf-wire-tapped-fraud.html' title='WTF? (Wire-Tapped-Fraud)'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-111706833720800035</id><published>2005-05-26T08:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T08:45:37.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song in my Head</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here I go again, LSS (Last Song Syndrome). I can't get this song out of my head ever since I &lt;u&gt;tried&lt;/u&gt;  to sing at last weekend in Batangas. Might as well write it down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every Woman in the World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Air Supply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Over night scenes, dinner and wine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saturday girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was never in love, never had the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In my hustle and hurry world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Laughing myself to sleep, waking up lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I needed someone to hold me, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s such a crazy old town, it can bring you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Till you run out of dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So you party all night to the music and lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But you don’t know what happiness means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was dancin’ in the dark with strangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No love around me, when suddenly you found me, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Girl you’re ev’ry woman in the world to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You’re my fantasy, you’re my reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Girl you’re ev’ry woman in the world to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You’re ev’rything I needYou’re ev’rything to me, oh girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ev’rything good, ev’rything fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That’s what you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So put your hand in mine and together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We’ll climb as high as the highest star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I’m living a lifetime in ev’ry minute that we’re together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I’m stayin’ right here forever oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-111706833720800035?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/111706833720800035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=111706833720800035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/111706833720800035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/111706833720800035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2005/05/song-in-my-head.html' title='Song in my Head'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-111466599030214572</id><published>2005-04-28T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T13:26:30.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Liners...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kapatiran ba?!?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Roy Reyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At least...............wala!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Clyde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Waiter, isang shot nga ng Cali!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Joebelita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-111466599030214572?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/111466599030214572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=111466599030214572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/111466599030214572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/111466599030214572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2005/04/one-liners.html' title='One Liners...'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-111396852336915353</id><published>2005-04-20T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T11:44:10.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirated Picture 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess where can you find this place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/kuya_chito/blogpics/casa_gorordo_pic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clue: The Entrace Fee is 40 Pesos&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This picture was taken from Inquirer Libre (April 18, 2005 Issue)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-111396852336915353?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/111396852336915353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=111396852336915353' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/111396852336915353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/111396852336915353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2005/04/pirated-picture-2.html' title='Pirated Picture 2'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626509.post-111145745244295111</id><published>2005-03-22T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T10:10:52.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirated Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/kuya_chito/blogpics/snb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two very famous Gabayanos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sino Sila?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This pic was taken from the ADMU Website&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-111145745244295111?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/111145745244295111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=111145745244295111' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/111145745244295111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/111145745244295111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2005/03/pirated-picture.html' title='Pirated Picture'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626509.post-111052729035270233</id><published>2005-03-11T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T15:54:22.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expert World of Convinience my Ass</title><content type='html'>Have you ever wondered how true are the claims of your bank? For example, for Metro Bank, "You're in Good Hands". In the case of my bank, it's "Expert World of Convenience". I choose BPI because it has the most number of ATMs in the country and it connects to almost all ATM networks. Convenient right? NOT!!! Today, I experienced one of my banking nightmares. I went to the bank to deposit some money to my BPI account. There were two lanes being serviced that time, the first lane (for gold card holders) and the second lane (for express teller clients). Thinking that I only have to deposit some money, and it would not take too much time (it usually takes 45 seconds to a deposit) so I took the first lane (the lane for the gold card holders which obviously I don't have a gold card coz the line on the second is quite long) so the teller on the gold card lane told me to take the second lane for the express teller clients. Okay that earned one GRRR Level for me but I managed to keep my cool because basically, it's my fault, so with a heavy heart, I took the second lane. I almost exploded in anger when I saw the teller on the first lane entertained a client who doesn't have a gold card. That was an automatic 3 GRRR Levels because first, it was an insult to me, second, it was unprofessional of her to do that and lastly, she broke the rules without even twitching and no trace of guilt whatsoever on her slightly freckled face. It took another 45 minutes before it was finally my turn and I didn’t even spend 1 minute at the teller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To keep the story short, I spent almost an hour falling in line to get less than 1 minute of service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about convenience…crap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-111052729035270233?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/111052729035270233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=111052729035270233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/111052729035270233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/111052729035270233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2005/03/expert-world-of-convinience-my-ass.html' title='Expert World of Convinience my Ass'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-110972992520437124</id><published>2005-03-04T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T17:40:09.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frukie Gimmik - Day One</title><content type='html'>It was 2 am in the morning of February 24 when I started my day for our much awaited vacation to Bohol. I called up the driver (for our service) and took a bath. At 3 am, the driver came and we went directly to Bimbos' house to fetch him and Joyce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEWS #1 Bimbo's First Car&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'93 Mitsubishi Lancer - By popular request is the car to be used for the Frukie Gimmik to San Juan Batangas, however due to the recent developments of the owners Mom towards the car (which outweighs, her affection towards her son, according to BS), this idea would probably be scrapped (We'll probably commute!) After picking up Joyce and Bimbo, we went to Filinvest to pick up Ian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEWS #2 Ian's Long Hair, Gone!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well not exactly gone, he just got a haircut. His "Sunod sa Galaw Rejoice" hair, according to him is somewhere in his house as a talisman or something! I think he'll use it for some love potion he’s been brewing! (jk!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After picking up out batch artist, we went to Cubao to pick up Rianne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEWS #3 Rianne's Engagement!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to her blog, she’s engaged to be married! But we have yet to see her diamond ring (hint*hint*hint)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went straight to the airport after that to meet My and Kit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLOOPER #1 "Miss di po dyan ang daan, dun po"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My, our batch fashionista, was to tasked to check our bags for our flight to Cebu.  She collected our tickets and gave it to the flight staff for our boarding passes. After checking Kit's bag, with the signature Myrs poise, our batch fashionista stepped over the weighting scale towards the conveyor belt behind the check in counter, thinking that’s the way to the boarding area. That earned her a remark, "Miss di po dyan ang daan, dun po"!  Most of us are already laughing at that point. We even told her how lucky she was she wasn't given a baggage sticker and loaded on the conveyor belt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flight was rather uneventful and the food sucks. Imagine an airline serving magic flakes and a 200 ml. ready to drink orange juice (makes me realize how promo are our promo tickets).  Well, at least we get to sit together and chat most of the way to Cebu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; To be continued …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-110972992520437124?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/110972992520437124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=110972992520437124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/110972992520437124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/110972992520437124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2005/03/frukie-gimmik-day-one.html' title='Frukie Gimmik - Day One'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-110785177129281664</id><published>2005-02-08T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T16:36:11.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just My Imagination</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 429px; HEIGHT: 285px" height="330" src="http://www.geocities.com/kuya_chito/blogpics/webteam_meeting.JPG" width="376" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay, Now I Propose a Hostile Takeover!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-110785177129281664?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/110785177129281664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=110785177129281664' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/110785177129281664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/110785177129281664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2005/02/just-my-imagination.html' title='Just My Imagination'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7626509.post-110748162978205830</id><published>2005-02-04T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T09:47:09.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Metatron</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My Angel Name back in College&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/kuya_chito/blogpics/Metatrontitle.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.sarahsarchangels.com"&gt;sarahsarchangels.com&lt;/a&gt; for the picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-110748162978205830?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/110748162978205830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=110748162978205830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/110748162978205830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/110748162978205830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2005/02/metatron.html' title='Metatron'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-110688999406471393</id><published>2005-01-28T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T13:26:34.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story of Us </title><content type='html'>The Story of Us&lt;br /&gt;by Asa Ness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two separate lives brought together&lt;br /&gt;Our love and friendship shared forever.&lt;br /&gt;The laughs, the love, even some tears&lt;br /&gt;Were planned to be spent all our years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day things fell apart,&lt;br /&gt;And time and hurt pulled at our heart.&lt;br /&gt;"Together always," were words only said;&lt;br /&gt;And reality was, it was all in our head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But through it all, we truly shine;&lt;br /&gt;It will be you and me till the end of time.&lt;br /&gt;"I love you always," will now be said&lt;br /&gt;and a great friendship waits ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-110688999406471393?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/110688999406471393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=110688999406471393' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/110688999406471393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/110688999406471393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2005/01/story-of-us.html' title='The Story of Us '/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-110627568272612060</id><published>2005-01-21T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T10:48:02.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Air We Breathe</title><content type='html'>People nowadays are very health conscious. With all the pollution and the virus and epidemic scare, people tend to buff up and keep themselves in shape. Being fit is actually one of the best ways to keep yourself from getting sick. Being fit makes your immune system stronger than living a sedentary lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pollution in metro Manila is really very serious!  I commute to work everyday exposing myself to the dirt and pollution. Believe me this is not the kind of air that I view my children to breathe in! The government and the private sector should really look into this or else many of us will be forced to live somewhere else due to health reasons. And worse, we may see a lot of people dying due to the bad air condition. I for one am contemplating to relocate! If things don’t change for me, I may be forced to go somewhere where the air is cleaner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have an alternative option, to shape up! I’m also contemplating on joining health clubs or doing more than jogging and playing badminton. I’m looking into this taebo thing that my friends are telling me to get into. Maybe this taebo can help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-110627568272612060?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/110627568272612060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=110627568272612060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/110627568272612060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/110627568272612060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2005/01/air-we-breathe.html' title='The Air We Breathe'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-110542597354017989</id><published>2005-01-13T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T12:33:34.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Doctor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was digging up my old files and found this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey Doctor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Clyde Estallo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Doctor&lt;br /&gt;I've got an aching heart&lt;br /&gt;I wish&lt;br /&gt;That you would play your part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey doctor&lt;br /&gt;She left me for another&lt;br /&gt;Please stay here&lt;br /&gt;And help me recover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey doctor&lt;br /&gt;Your whisper comforts me&lt;br /&gt;Gives me shelter&lt;br /&gt;From the atrocities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey doctor&lt;br /&gt;You've reached into my soul&lt;br /&gt;Now I know&lt;br /&gt;I've always been a fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not seeing what you meant&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing what to do&lt;br /&gt;Never realizing that&lt;br /&gt;That I loved you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey doctor&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you would see&lt;br /&gt;Just how much&lt;br /&gt;Your love will mean to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey doctor&lt;br /&gt;My wounds have all healed now&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to your hand&lt;br /&gt;So if you would allow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me take your hand&lt;br /&gt;And I'll hold you very tight&lt;br /&gt;And with this dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Forever is tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*sigh* I miss college life! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-110542597354017989?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/110542597354017989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=110542597354017989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/110542597354017989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/110542597354017989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2005/01/hey-doctor.html' title='Hey Doctor'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-110542978811736620</id><published>2005-01-12T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T16:59:04.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boracay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Sun, the Sand, the Beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Awaits us in this Island Paradise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come on Guys! Lets go to Boracay this Summer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tara na Byahe Tayo!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/kuya_chito/blogpics/jenny.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-110542978811736620?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/110542978811736620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=110542978811736620' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/110542978811736620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/110542978811736620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2005/01/boracay.html' title='Boracay'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-110542440660072660</id><published>2005-01-11T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T14:33:35.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabay Room (in Filipino)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tuwang-tuwa ako kapag naaalala ko ang Gabay Room. Parang bumabalik ako sa kung saan lahat ng problema mo nawawala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ewan ko ba, sa twing pupunta ako sa GR (Gabay Room) nalilibang ako. Minsan pa nga, nakakalimutan ko na may klase na pala ako! Ang daming pwedeng gawin, pedeng magkantahan, magsayawan, magkwentuhan, magtismisan, maghulaan at higit sa lahat, pwedeng tumulog (ala eh!) sa GR. Minsan, mas mahaba pa ang panahahong inilagi ko sa GR kaysa sa mga klase ko sa buong taon. "At home na at home" ako dito! Twing nasa GR ako, para akong nasa bahay namin na kasama ko ang mga kapatid ko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maliit laman ang GR, pero "super-maximized" ang espayo nito. Ang daming gamit, may mga upuan, mga cabinet at drawers na puno ng kung anu-ano tulad ng libro, notebook, bag, logbook, songbook, gitara, banig, elctric fan, computer, printer, asin, suka at oo pati patis iniimbak sa GR! Kulang na lang siguro na lagyan ng "retractable" (tama ba spelling ko?) na kama sa gitna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaaaay! Nakaka-miss ang GR, sana maka-balik ako dito bago ito gibain ng tuluyan! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-110542440660072660?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/110542440660072660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=110542440660072660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/110542440660072660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/110542440660072660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2005/01/gabay-room-in-filipino.html' title='Gabay Room (in Filipino)'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-110509146135258215</id><published>2005-01-10T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T15:44:23.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Greatest Con Artist in the world</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday, me and my friends watched Ocean's 12 at the Gateway Cinema. Many people would say that they prefer Ocean’s 11 due to the lack of action of Ocean’s 12. But I like the latter coz of the elaborate deception of the story. It is good to deceive a very smart prey but it is better if you could deceive a great hunter like yourself. In this movie, Danny’s Crew (Ocean’s 12) was able to deceive a master thief into believing that he won the contest of being the “Greatest Thief in the World”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-110509146135258215?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/110509146135258215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=110509146135258215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/110509146135258215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/110509146135258215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2005/01/greatest-con-artist-in-world.html' title='The Greatest Con Artist in the world'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-110299222948513186</id><published>2004-12-14T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T11:52:36.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Friday's Gimmik</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;December 10, 2004&lt;/strong&gt;. We started the night at the office talking about someone else's heartache coz the person failed at something mushy that I can't relate to. Anyway, we went out of the office and took an SUV bound for the LRT terminal. My friend was so beat that day, she slept on the way to LRT (I swear I heard someone snore) Anyway we took the LRT (Elevated Train) to the Central Terminal where we were supposed to eat at the nearby SM Manila. We skipped that and went exactly to Intramuros where we walked all the way to WOW Philippines. Honestly, I don’t know how to get there exactly but my instincts told me to just follow the lights and the quite expensive cars and keep heading south. And before we know it, we were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There aren’t many people around that night (considering it’s a Friday night). We ate at an open-air makeshift restaurant near the wall. It’s one of the many “ihaw-ihaw” restaurants found there. We chose the one with the most people figuring their food is the best. So we ate dinner there but were disappointed with the food. Anyway, went to the wall for a long awaited main event of the night, my friend’s revelation and the ever popular What’s new with me thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I wasn’t that shock when she broke the news that she wants to resign from the office. She was looking for resignation letter templates earlier that day so I figured she wants to leave. Well she explained her reasons but in the middle of our conversation, a not-yet a young adult approach my other friend asking for her number. My friend replied sharply saying “What Number? One? Two? Three?” You could actually feel the embarrassment of the young man when he retreated and told his friends “Ayaw eh!” It was probably the worst pick-up line I’ve ever heard. I really laughed my guts out, I laughed so hard, I didn’t notice that the hands-free headset of my phone fell and I stepped on it (Damn! Now I have to buy a new phone ^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed on that centuries old city wall and listened to the really nice acoustic music. We talked about a lot of things. We talked about where our past relationships have taken us and where our presents ones are taking us. My friends are very happy for me, I wish I could also say that for them. But I’m really proud of how they handle themselves considering the pains and the hurt they’re currently experiencing. Suddenly I realized that I’m surrounded with two strong women, my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked from Intramuros to the Baywalk. On the way we noticed that there are a lot of homeless people sleeping on the Quirino Granstand field, it came to us how blessed we are, although we have problems, we still have our homes and our families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends and I needed to go to the bathroom but we cant find one clean enough to their standards so we stopped by Manila Hotel (hahaha! First time I ever did that, going to a five star hotel just to the soul purpose of relieving the bladders)&lt;br /&gt; We weren’t able to complete the itinerary for the night because someone failed to call when he is supposed to and the other party was infuriated by the fact that he never called despite that deadline given to him. To make the long story short, we called it a night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-110299222948513186?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/110299222948513186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=110299222948513186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/110299222948513186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/110299222948513186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2004/12/last-fridays-gimmik.html' title='Last Friday&apos;s Gimmik'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-109884379210926881</id><published>2004-10-27T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T12:58:53.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reason Behind my Name</title><content type='html'>Many People wonder whats the meaning of their name. Heres the one i got from a name generator in the Go-Quiz website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="4" width="200" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;color:black;"&gt;How to make a archibald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 parts jealousy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 parts silliness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 parts joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Method:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stir together in a glass tumbler with a salted rim. Add lovability to taste! Do not overindulge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="3" border="1"  style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Casual&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hardworking&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Inspirational&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Technological&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Outrageous&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-109884379210926881?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/109884379210926881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=109884379210926881' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/109884379210926881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/109884379210926881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2004/10/reason-behind-my-name.html' title='Reason Behind my Name'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-109506400098835640</id><published>2004-09-13T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T11:55:51.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bad!</title><content type='html'>Well most people would see our relationship as a match made in heaven. We are perfect for each other many would say. But you might not notice that sometimes things don't go well and there can be times that someone gets hurt. I was really caught off guard this time. Yes I admit, it is my fault . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-109506400098835640?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/109506400098835640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=109506400098835640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/109506400098835640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/109506400098835640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2004/09/my-bad.html' title='My Bad!'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-108997173480454943</id><published>2004-07-16T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T17:57:11.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At the End of the Week</title><content type='html'>The week has been very demanding ang has drained most of my enthusiam and energy. I need a long vacation to relieve my suffering! (nyak!) I am really looking forward to my weekends coz its my time for myself and my family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really would like to go out on a cruise or maybe a long overseas trip (although I fear travelling by ship) Anyways, I wish I can make the most out of my weekend! Enjoy your weekends people for I will surely enjoy mine! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) TTFN &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-108997173480454943?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/108997173480454943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=108997173480454943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/108997173480454943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/108997173480454943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2004/07/at-end-of-week.html' title='At the End of the Week'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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-7626509.post-108977960163779931</id><published>2004-07-14T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T12:57:40.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From the Top of the HIll</title><content type='html'>Once in a while, if I have time to spare, I always visit the place where I can find peace and a lot of space to think. Yes I always go back to the hill that educated me like no other school in the land. There teachers and friends taught me how to view life in a very different way, a way of viewing life from the top of the hill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that place, I can see the far edges of my city. I can see the church where I go to every week. From there I can see the mall where I hang out with my friends and sometimes if the clouds permit, I could see the office where I used to work. From the top of the hill, my horizon changes. It feels like I was given more room to place my concerns. This place is very different from the confined space of my office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am there, I feel like the wind can pick me up and play with the clouds. My concerns, my worries just simply fly away whem I'm there. I just wish that I could be there everyday.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7626509-108977960163779931?l=chitochits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/feeds/108977960163779931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7626509&amp;postID=108977960163779931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/108977960163779931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7626509/posts/default/108977960163779931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chitochits.blogspot.com/2004/07/from-top-of-hill.html' title='From the Top of the HIll'/><author><name>chito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17886259925590455825</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></feed>
