<?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-753863484026597186</id><updated>2011-11-01T07:03:00.262-07:00</updated><category term='all soul&apos;s day'/><category term='lolo'/><category term='halloween'/><category term='O o'/><category term='back'/><category term='mariel ratani'/><title type='text'>Veni. Vidi. Vici.</title><subtitle type='html'>i came. i saw. i conquered.

beautiful words by julius ceasar, i could have used my favorite quote by nicollo machiavelli "the end justifies the means" but i prefer this one for my blog. it inspired me in away. some kind of confidence booster huh? damn. i really need that. oh well, just have fun reading. carpe diem!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-2283509615939644212</id><published>2011-10-31T09:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T09:48:34.735-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lolo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all soul&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mariel ratani'/><title type='text'>soul&amp;apos;s day</title><content type='html'>hi! it's been like forever since i last paid a visit in here. i have lost touch. i have lost time. i have lost parts of me. and to be honest, i have been sort of lost in life recently too.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a year ago i would not have thought a halloween will be this heartbreaking. flashback to the not so recent happenings in my life since i last blogged: i graduated, got a job, got promoted, lost my social life , lolo was diagnosed with cancer, i started being a bitch of a boss, lolo passed away. it has been almost 4 months since he left us but the psin still won't go away. i know whereever he is now, it is the better place, the safer place.  but i just can't just seem to get of my mind how quickly time passes and how an ample amount of those times i have wasted in the past year or so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last year i wasn't being a drama queen over halloween. i knew lolo was in pain but i know he is strong that's why i remain somehow complacent. if only i knew better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would have stopped avoiding him whever he wanted to drop me off work, i would have went with him after work hours leaving all my pendings behind, just so i cam spend whatever little time i can have with him. i would have cut his toe nails even if i'm too blind to see. i would have swept the floor for him before he gets the chance to ask me to. i would have cleaned his. i would have waited for him every evening and woulf not sleep until he parks his caf and askd me to turm the lights off already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would have returnec all the money and material gifts he had given me for they will never amount to anything more than his worth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would have traded all i have just so i can be a better grand daughter to you lolo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all soul's day had always been a yearly affair in the family and you always gather us complete every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few hours from now, we will all be gathering for you lolo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you and i miss you so bad. &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; 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It was supposed to be delivered at 3 but it was mistakably brought at lunch and the worst part is that the pizza arrived before us three. Allison did the damage control since she was the one who made the call. She talked to the company and told them their fault, and that it did cause us trouble since the plan was ruined. We can’t do anything about it so we just dealt with it. Good thing Sir Louie hasn’t had lunch by then so we just ate the pizza earlier than planned. Sid also was there so the five of us enjoyed it. We just left some few slices for Ms. Kat and Sir Coyang. Kuya Roel wasn’t able to come to work because of some family emergency and ou two pals from UP aren’t due to come today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH"&gt;The entire day wasn’t that busy so we just enjoyed ourselves by taking pictures. It isn’t really goodbye for good since we will surely come back. But as the saying always goes, it was good while it lasted. I did enjoyed and learned a lot from my stay in Dyna. I’m gonna miss coming to the office everyday and sharing stories with Sir Louie, Kuya Roel and Ate Kat. We were starting to get to know Sid but we have to halt it for a while. We did enjoy his company though. And I hope he enjoys his stay in Dyna eventhough he’s the only regular left there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH"&gt;After the shift, we; the girls, and Sid had float and fries at Mcdo. It was fun really. We shared laughters and most of it was because of me. As always, they make fun of me. But I don’t get offended. I enjoyed every story and foolishness we did today. It may be the last but everything won’t end here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH"&gt;My intership ended but the friendship we built in the office just started and it’s never going to end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH"&gt;This is my last entry about my internship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH"&gt;So there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH"&gt;Ciao.&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/753863484026597186-4987357717372245900?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/4987357717372245900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=4987357717372245900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/4987357717372245900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/4987357717372245900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-today-was-your-last-day.html' title='If today was your last day'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-9020067178405769289</id><published>2009-08-11T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T05:26:59.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LAST DAY TOMORROW</title><content type='html'>august 11 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LADY GAGA will be performing in araneta coliseum tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sad because I wasn't able to save for the ticket. But I'm sadder because tomorrow will be our last day in Dyna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't have much task today since Sir Louie, Ms. Kat and Kuya Roel went to a business meeting alter this afternoon leaving the girls, Sid, Kuya JOrdan and Kuya Jose in the office. We did left early because the bosses in our unit already left before 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls and I prepared for our papers earlier today. We gave our evaluation sheet to Sir Louie and accomplished the tasks that's left of us to do before we bid goodbye tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so not in good mood today. I wasn't in a super foul one either, just so-so. Again, I can't tell you everything here. I can just say  I'm just sad beacuse we're leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-9020067178405769289?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/9020067178405769289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=9020067178405769289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/9020067178405769289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/9020067178405769289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-day-tomorrow.html' title='LAST DAY TOMORROW'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-8653975943927259771</id><published>2009-08-10T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T06:24:44.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MONDAY =(</title><content type='html'>aug. 10 09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our 3rd to the last day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did some photoshop editing and "powerpointing". hahaha. I wanna make most out of my alst three days in dyna. Sid started his internship today. Abi and Paul were also present. This is the first time taht all of us are together. And I'm quite certain this is going to be the last since Abi and Paul won't be regilars for thsi week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oww.. I'm getting sadder and sadder each day. We already planned for the traet the we will be having on wednesday. I hope they'll appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuya Roel, Paul, Sid, Alane, Via and I went to EDSA CENTRAL after work. Kuya Roela nd Paul headed to their destinations after that while us girls and Sid did some bonding over dinner at KFC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there.&lt;br /&gt;I think that's it for today..&lt;br /&gt;CIAO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-8653975943927259771?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/8653975943927259771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=8653975943927259771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/8653975943927259771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/8653975943927259771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/08/monday.html' title='MONDAY =('/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-8824913061116753474</id><published>2009-08-07T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T05:53:59.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIDAY, THE SUPPOSED TO BE LAST DAY</title><content type='html'>Aug. 7, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived early today. Kuya Roel and Sir are still eating when I came. Sir thought today was our alst day. I was touched when he hugged me and said he missed me already. =( I will surely miss them, Sir Louie most especially. 3 more days. 3 more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allison and Paul werent arount today. Paul aclled in sick and Allison was trapped in some businesses in school. She was supposed to get the letter from Sir Louie so we just did it for her. We did more things for SIBOL and PMW. We all share the same thought that we were quite unfortunate not to have attend any of our major events. But as I kept on saying, we'll be there, we may not be ojts then but we'll surelly come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sid of 4-3 will be starting on monday. So we'll be working with him for three days. I don't know if Allsion is still gonna extend untill thursday, we moved to wednesday because we are waiting for her but I guess Via and I just ahve to stick to the plan. I am really getting sad now. I can count the remaining days in my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there.&lt;br /&gt;See you monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-8824913061116753474?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/8824913061116753474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=8824913061116753474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/8824913061116753474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/8824913061116753474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/08/friday-supposed-to-be-last-day.html' title='FRIDAY, THE SUPPOSED TO BE LAST DAY'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-6462042535044163498</id><published>2009-08-06T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T05:21:40.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>almost over</title><content type='html'>aug. 6, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The office wasn't so busy today. Sir Louie was not around that's why. I guess he was sick. I hope he's better now.  All we did was transcribe the PMW plugs from last year. We printed it out and fin! That's it. After that, we chatted and chatted, and goofed around as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our certificates of completion are already printed out. They just need Sir Louie's signature and then it's over. It was dated Aug 12 though, that will be our last day. Huhuhu. I'm getting sad now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD NEWS:&lt;br /&gt;Charm's accepted as one of MELLOW 94.7'S Student Jocks! Congrats Mami!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there.&lt;br /&gt;Be Back Tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-6462042535044163498?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/6462042535044163498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=6462042535044163498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/6462042535044163498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/6462042535044163498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/08/almost-over.html' title='almost over'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-2075212749286367106</id><published>2009-08-04T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T21:06:05.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE HANGOVER</title><content type='html'>Aug. 4, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allison, Via and I did the lay-outing for the invitations to be sent to other schools whom we weren't able to send emails. It was okay doing it with Photoshop. Paul and Abi weren't around today so all the chores are on us. We did other things for the SIBOL project. And did suggested creative ways to amke the public viewing more appealing and more ethnic because ethnic/traditional will be the contests motif.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Louie left the office early and Ms. Kat followed shortly after so that left us girls with Kuya Roel. There aren't so much to do so we just goofed around and took pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left before 6 and headed to Mega to catch the premiere of the HANGOVER. I gave my spare tix to Allison and Dadah since my mom can't come. The movie is grea- super hilarious. I laughed till I died. It has been a while since A comedy made me that happy. I liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Work tomorrow for Tita Cory.&lt;br /&gt;So See you Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;CIAO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-2075212749286367106?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/2075212749286367106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=2075212749286367106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/2075212749286367106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/2075212749286367106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/08/hangover.html' title='THE HANGOVER'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-2413234632812796835</id><published>2009-08-03T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T09:41:50.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOODBYE TITA CORY</title><content type='html'>July 3 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tita Cory, the former president Corazon C. Aquino passed away yesterday. I felt sorry because she already left all of us. But I also felt happy because she's finally at peace with our Creator. I am hoping that we can pursue the tribute for her that we planned weeks ago. But I don't think the big bosses are positive about that. Wednesday was declared a national non-working holiday bbecause it'll be Tita Cory's memorial service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met the other intern from UP a while ago. Her name is Abi. She seem nice and I also like her. She share the same birthday with Allison. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sid from 4-3 applied for intership ths afternoon. I bumped with him and Daryl as I was running for the elevator. He was easily accepted unlike his classmates who previously applied also. He'll start monsday next week. We're still at Dyna by then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're still working on the Sibol project and we are still looking for possible contestants for it. Allison will be asking Ma'am Pasumbal so PUP can have their representative on this big time competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So There. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-2413234632812796835?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/2413234632812796835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=2413234632812796835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/2413234632812796835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/2413234632812796835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/08/goodbye-tita-cory.html' title='GOODBYE TITA CORY'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-6333044091149739937</id><published>2009-07-31T06:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T06:45:40.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I THOUGHT I ALREADY CUT MY HAIR SHORT?</title><content type='html'>july 30 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought july will end with bitterness. Maybe that's just what I thought. I feel so beautiful today! hahahaha. I can't share everything I have at hand with you right now, I just can't. I can't explain the feeling. I have mixed emotions. I'm always like this. I could have avoided it, but I just can't. You do know what it's like when something's surely wrong but you absolutely feel good about it? Yes. Bad. I know right. But I can;t help it. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met the new guy today. He's Paul. He's nice, i think we'll get along. Allison was absent today. Her ears hurt. I don't know why. Good thing we didn't do a lot today. But my day was so full. Someone dropped by to bring me food, we bumped into another someone at the elevator. I talked to the first someone by the entrance and said goodbye to him. I bumped into the next someone while heading back to the office, we talked, we flirted, we killed time. I told him I was going back, we texted, I got excited, but I felt awfully bad. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to reality, back to business. In the office, we just checked some really funny videos online. And we tried to get to know Paul more. He's an okay guy/girl, he's still not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And taht's it.&lt;br /&gt;See you Monday. My last intern Week..&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-6333044091149739937?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/6333044091149739937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=6333044091149739937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/6333044091149739937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/6333044091149739937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-thought-i-already-cut-my-hair-short.html' title='I THOUGHT I ALREADY CUT MY HAIR SHORT?'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-1686097211154604216</id><published>2009-07-30T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T04:16:38.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SIBOL SIBOL SIBOL</title><content type='html'>july 30 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't help but think that we're leaving the office in a week. =( But I have to erase that thinking and just go on with what we have right now, I'll just enjoy the rest of our stay in Dyna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did phone calls to different schools and inquire on their email addresses so we can send the SIBOL invite. It's so so sure na! I am so excited! We'll surely go back on that event! wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. Nothing much really happened. We just did the emails. Kuya Roel, Ms. Kat and Sir Louie presented our proposals to Magic and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;That comprised our day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be meeting one of the new interns from UP tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;See Yah!!&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-1686097211154604216?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/1686097211154604216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=1686097211154604216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/1686097211154604216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/1686097211154604216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/07/sibol-sibol-sibol.html' title='SIBOL SIBOL SIBOL'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-6773353657699883374</id><published>2009-07-29T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:04:52.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PRINTING CHALLENGE</title><content type='html'>July 29 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still working on the SIBOL Project (Sineng Obra at Orihinal na Likha). Our time was mostly devoted to arranging, planning, and editing the details for ou short film festival. Sad thing we won't be around in the weeks to come. Next week will mark our last 25 hours in Dynamedia. It's okay, we'll still visit when we hve time. And we'll help in the events proper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-6773353657699883374?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/6773353657699883374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=6773353657699883374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/6773353657699883374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/6773353657699883374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/07/printing-challenge.html' title='PRINTING CHALLENGE'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-4341462320569622856</id><published>2009-07-27T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T20:33:06.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DYNA FARM</title><content type='html'>07.27.2009   08:30 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's going gaga over barn body today. Kuya Roel, Allison and I are farmers! haha. I wan't a dog who can protect my farm from thieves like Allison!! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SIBOL project is very very sure now. We are working on it. Kuya Roel and I made some resivisons to the powerpoint presentation to be shown to our media partners. We are inviting many schools! I wish PUP would join too. There are prizes for the winners. I an soo excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won't be around tomorrow. We'll be spending some time for our thesis. I thought tomorrow will be the screening of THE PROPOSAL.. sigh. I was hoping we could watch it. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there.&lt;br /&gt;See you wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-4341462320569622856?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/4341462320569622856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=4341462320569622856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/4341462320569622856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/4341462320569622856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/07/dyna-farm.html' title='DYNA FARM'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-3316651883445992112</id><published>2009-07-24T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T06:45:11.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dyna Flower Shop</title><content type='html'>07.24.09 09:30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two new interns will be screened on monday. They're both from UP Diliman, a boy and a girl. We will be working with them if ever, but I don't think we'll be hanging along much since they just applied for a 50-hour internship. I still wanna meet them. It's good to have some other people to talk to specially when we have nothing left to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SIBOL Project kept su busy today. We're sonna be contacting schools next week. We're gonna invite them join our short film festival. I'll plug the details here when it's final. Everything's still under the pre-prod stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The secret project is still under planning. But we will still be here when its implemented. I guers it'll be the only big project we'll have less than 60 hours left. I hope more instant projects will come. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, the  office was filled with flowers today. It added to the homey vibes of the whole booth. so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you monday!&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-3316651883445992112?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/3316651883445992112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=3316651883445992112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/3316651883445992112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/3316651883445992112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/07/dyna-flower-shop.html' title='Dyna Flower Shop'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-1068149851547261580</id><published>2009-07-24T02:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T03:14:32.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'VE SEEN BITTER..</title><content type='html'>07.23.09 08:50 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got home. Allison and I treated ourselves with our fave posh food. hahaha. I saw something or someone today. And I hated it. I remembered some unnecessary moments in the past which made me think about the what ifs and could-have-beens. But then, life's like that, we all have to movae on. I'm still pretty anyway. haha ces't la vie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier, we cleaned the office. It's not a general cleaning type but we did manage to put some stuffs, papers, boxes in order just to make it look better. Unfortunately, something happened on the candle and it created some mess in Ms. Kat's table. I enjoyed scrapping the remains of the candles with my hands. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all I can share for today. haha&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bitter today. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a princess, this aint a fairytale. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its too late for you and your white horse.......&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-1068149851547261580?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/1068149851547261580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=1068149851547261580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/1068149851547261580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/1068149851547261580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-seen-bitter.html' title='I&apos;VE SEEN BITTER..'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-1917908662169793439</id><published>2009-07-22T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T19:38:52.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Thesers</title><content type='html'>07.21.09 08:45 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a long long day for us. Via and I met early with Janine and Mami to update our thesis. For some reason, Allison didn't make it to that meeting. We talked about our immediate concerns and some decisions we have to make as a group. We did the objectives, that's the first thing we need to do. Mami and Janine will do the postulates. I am to furnish the introduction. I'll just have to analyze it more since I don't think there's anything wrong with it. We'll use my theory for the time being, we'll take one step at a time. The second cahpter will all be Alliosn's concern since she doesn't have a partner on that part anymore. I don't think she ever had one anyway so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to the office after lunch and fulfilled our duty. We encouraged our crative minds by feeding them with happy and creative thoughts. We were asked to leave Dyna early today because we delivered a package to SM North. That was our second time going delivering there. And that's it. That ened our duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won't go to work tomorrow. It's SIKAT Awards we asked Sir Louie for a day off for that event. I'm still not sure if I'll go. hehe. But I'll let yo0u know when I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So There.&lt;br /&gt;Be Back when I'll Be Back.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-1917908662169793439?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/1917908662169793439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=1917908662169793439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/1917908662169793439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/1917908662169793439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/07/tuesday-thesers.html' title='Tuesday Thesers'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-8479833559426510200</id><published>2009-07-20T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T02:01:03.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my phone broke!!</title><content type='html'>july 20, 2009 05:00pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened today. My phone broke. that's all.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did the job of a researcher today.  Paperworks and stuffs are what kept me occupied for the day. I'm not really into the mood today. I can't use my phone. tsk. I don't know if it has anything to do with the cut/style I did to my hair.  I still like it, though I wish I could make it shorter. I hope my mom would approve it. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll think we have to come here after lunch tomorrow. We didn't get much info so we just have to stick to our usual sched. Maybe I can share more tomorrow. I'll just keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Back Tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-8479833559426510200?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/8479833559426510200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=8479833559426510200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/8479833559426510200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/8479833559426510200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-phone-broke.html' title='my phone broke!!'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-7956857120451749869</id><published>2009-07-16T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T04:53:47.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TOP SECRET!</title><content type='html'>16 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;july&lt;/span&gt; '09   07:30 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said on my earlier posts, i think it was tomorrow. We're gonna be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;uber&lt;/span&gt; busy. Events are abruptly coming and they're not just events, they're events-events! And I'm not allowed to talk about them. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. We have top secret projects at hand. And you'll learn from it when the right time comes. I told you about the Philippine Models Weekend. Okay, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; one but we still others on teh line, and we're gonna work on one starting tomorrow. yeah. And btw, we're asked to go to the office tomorrow at 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Research and readings today made us occupiecthe whole day. The girls and I are alone in the office until 3 since Sir Louie, Ms. Kat and Kuya Roel attended a meeting at SMNE. So while they're out, we just killed the time by doing crazy "stUffs". I'll let you see that stuff once I'm done editing. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add-ons.&lt;br /&gt;I learned that Daryl and that Magbuo guy started their internship at RT today. Our shifts both starts at 1pm. They checked out at 5 I guess and that careless Magbuo guy accidentaly logged my name off.!I just erased his entry and checked out our names at 6 to make things right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mellow girls- Janine, Dadah and Mami, will ahve their event tomorrow night! I'm so excited from them! hehe. They'll be at Hooters! I'mma enjoy it moreif they'll be in Hooter outfits though. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there.&lt;br /&gt;Be Back Tom.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-7956857120451749869?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/7956857120451749869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=7956857120451749869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/7956857120451749869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/7956857120451749869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/07/top-secret.html' title='TOP SECRET!'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-3423722463901280950</id><published>2009-07-15T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T02:18:10.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHICKEN!</title><content type='html'>07.15.09  05:29 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PMW = Philippine Model's Weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PMW is one of the most successful events of Dynamedia Productions in 2008 and so will be this 2009. Lucky amateur models and model hopefuls who will pass the screening will undergo extensive traing and workshops in preparation to a must-see fashion event of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. That's all i can say about this project we have at hand. This will keep us occupied for the time being; well aside from the instant events we have of coure. Meetings and plans are being made in reference to this big time event. The event proper will be sometime in October. And let me tell you, we'll still be part of it. haha. We'll come back here when events happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate fried chicken today! Via and I were so bloated a while ago because we were the only once to finish the whole chiken. Allison is not around today so the food finisher wont be there to rescue the chicken. That left Via and I the task of emptying the plate. haha. It took us time but we enjoyed every bite of it. haha. After that, we did the usual office jobs. Notes, phone calls, errands. Other than that, we are'nt too busy today. I'll just enjoy days like this for now. I know in a week or so, thngs will change. With the events we have in line, I think next week and the proceeding weeks will be workaholic weeks. haha. I'm gonna enjoy it though, I think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-3423722463901280950?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/3423722463901280950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=3423722463901280950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/3423722463901280950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/3423722463901280950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/07/chicken.html' title='CHICKEN!'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-6911886088331512270</id><published>2009-07-14T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T05:39:19.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>events. events. events. (UPDATED)</title><content type='html'>July 14, 2009 05:40 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Events? I've been asking for them since day one. Now look, we have so many of them in line. As in so many. They come unexpectedly. The thing is, the tentative dates are too far away from now so obviously, we're no longer working here as interns during the actual event. Nevertheless, we'll still be part of the planning and pre-production team for all of them. I just hope we still have the will power to come back here when that time comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippine Models Weekend&lt;br /&gt;Yellow Thiggy&lt;br /&gt;and so many more.. (i won't spoil them, they're top secret)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so so excited me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh!! I forgot! We saw HAPPY POTTER AND THE HALF BLOOD PRINCE last night!! yey! Thanks to Sir Louie for the tix of the three of us and to Manong guard for the additional one. We we're actually losing hope yesterday with just a few minutes till six and then Ms. Pam came and handed us the tickets Sir Louie asked from her. The thing iS, we already asked Annabellia out since Via initially called out because of some reasons but as the thing always goes, some plans are meant toi be cancelled so she then will have to join us. Allsion and I made several alteranitie plans already including that with buying a pass from a scalper (desperate mode) but then, charms really pay of and it indeed pays to be me. haha. I was actually the one who made the effort to get that extra ticket for Annabellia! I just used some extra mega watt smiles and hirits. haha. We watched with her! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalala.. we're killing time. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be back tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-6911886088331512270?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/6911886088331512270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=6911886088331512270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/6911886088331512270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/6911886088331512270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/07/events-events-events.html' title='events. events. events. (UPDATED)'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-1312735510861105827</id><published>2009-07-13T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T02:40:33.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hopefullll......</title><content type='html'>july 13, 2009 05:45 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're still here at the office. We're waiting for 6:00 to come. I hope, just hope, there are still tickets for the HP 6 premiere from Magic. I'm not that big Harry fan anymore but, damn, HP movies are still good no matter what. I did stopped reading the series after book 5 but I'm still into the their whole film production&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the world. We presented the concepts we did for Tanduay and we also show them, Sir Louie, Miss Kat, Kuya Roel, Kuya Jose and Ate Baby Girl, the new ideas we have for the "shoe tingy" and the "yellow one". We weren't humiliated. haha. Sir actually said that our concepts are great. Not bad for a first timer huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have new project in line. We'll be part of the team to organize PMW- Philippine Models Weekend. But the actual event will be on the last October so we're not here anymore. We can come back and help here though. I'm so excited. We discussed the plans for the preparation and i can't wait for it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes more. I hope. I hope. I wish there are still tickets. And if its my luck, I wish there are still extras. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update you tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-1312735510861105827?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/1312735510861105827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=1312735510861105827' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/1312735510861105827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/1312735510861105827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/07/hopefullll.html' title='hopefullll......'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-432300492030907877</id><published>2009-07-10T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T03:16:36.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIDAY MADNESS</title><content type='html'>07.10.09 6:09pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Event is tonight. The Magic crew are already there in Eastwood preparing. Unfortunately, we won't go there. haha. Maybe the tasks we did for them is more than enough. Dynamedia has been very busy because of that event and even if we don't come, I think its still okay. And it's raining acts and dogs you know, we won't make it if we travel now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we were askad to conceptualize ideas for 2 possible events. One is for shoes, maybe leather or rubber and the other is an event themed yellow, a tribute for Tita Cory. I was able to conceptualiaze one for each of those. On monday, we are to present it to sir, we will also present the previous concepts we made, the one with Tanduay and M-150. I hope we make it good on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, Janine dropped by the office. She hanged out with us for a while because she arrived super early for her duty on Mellow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-432300492030907877?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/432300492030907877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=432300492030907877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/432300492030907877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/432300492030907877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/07/friday-madness.html' title='FRIDAY MADNESS'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-7849086582860309956</id><published>2009-07-09T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T03:14:33.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Before the Event</title><content type='html'>JULY 09, 2009 thursday   6:17 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a mediocre day.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't do much today.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure we'll do a lot tomorrow though.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the event.&lt;br /&gt;Eratum: It's "Friday Madness" not "Friday Magic Madness"&lt;br /&gt;So there..&lt;br /&gt;The things we did:&lt;br /&gt;Type&lt;br /&gt;Watch Vids.&lt;br /&gt;Chat&lt;br /&gt;Facebook&lt;br /&gt;Eat... a lot! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're overtime again. WiFi galore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Back Tom&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-7849086582860309956?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/7849086582860309956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=7849086582860309956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/7849086582860309956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/7849086582860309956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-before-event.html' title='Day Before the Event'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-430133909808552780</id><published>2009-07-08T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T04:43:45.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAREWELL MJ... YOU'LL NEVER MOONWALK ALONE</title><content type='html'>07.08.09      7: 40 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Bye King of Pop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world bid their final goodbye to Michael Jackson earlier this morning (philippine time). The office and Magic are unexcusably busy in preparation for the event on friday which we now all know is a tribute for Michael Jackson. What we did most of the time today was gather pictures and videos of the late king and compile them so we can utilize them as backdrops on friday. So basically, our day is dedicated mostly to MJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Louie, Ms. Kat and Sir Coyang met with a client from Cebu this afternoon. They briefly discuseed the previous businesses they've done. We also got thru the radio plug for Tita Cory. Sir Louie made a script calling the nation to pray all together for the healing of the late president Corazon Aquino. The schedule of masses were announced there and the plug is to be aired on affiliates of TRPI- Magic, Jam, Wave, Max, and RT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're back on our usual sched tomorrow. I did have a good time spending the past 2 noons in the office. Tomorrow, we'll be afternoon shifts again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited for friday's event. Although it is not our project legitimately, we are still part of it. I have we get MJ shirts! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see u tom..&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-430133909808552780?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/430133909808552780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=430133909808552780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/430133909808552780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/430133909808552780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/07/farewell-mj-youll-never-moonwalk-alone.html' title='FAREWELL MJ... YOU&apos;LL NEVER MOONWALK ALONE'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-6096282139755643733</id><published>2009-07-07T07:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T07:16:52.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>07.07.09 10:00pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls and I went to the office early today because we expected a lot of work to do. As expected, Allison was late. We checked out the recent issue of Time Magazine devoted to Michael Jackson and it helped us add quotations for the videos and other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;repertoires&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; we will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;be&lt;/span&gt; needing on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;'s event. We were quite occupied the whole day since the project was given in quite a rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did went out for lunch. We ate at Savory Chicken at Alli Mall. I haven't been there for ages and I was glad that it is being renovated . I saw DQ in passing and I was sooo ecstatic about it. I might have found a new hang-out. You wish. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back, we saw the layout of the shirts which will be used on Friday and I kinda like it. I hope they'll give us. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duncan Ramos also dropped by the office. He and Luke Mejares will be playing big parts on friday. I'm so looking forward to it. It'll be the first event taht will include us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Be Back Tom.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-6096282139755643733?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/6096282139755643733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=6096282139755643733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/6096282139755643733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/6096282139755643733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-tuesday_07.html' title='Hey Tuesday!'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-3199764905149854896</id><published>2009-07-07T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T07:01:24.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-3199764905149854896?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/3199764905149854896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=3199764905149854896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/3199764905149854896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/3199764905149854896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-tuesday.html' title='Hey Tuesday!'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-7953903717135714542</id><published>2009-07-06T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T02:32:58.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tribute to MJ =(</title><content type='html'>07.06.09 05:45 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will have our firts event on Friday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. It's very abrupt. I know. We have less than a week toprepare. It's an event for Magic 89.9 and its entitles Friday Magic Madness. It'll be a tribute  for the late King of Pop Michael Jackson. We're tasked to download picture of him that we will use on friday's event. I'm so excited!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have so many things to do this week that's we are to come here earlier. We'll be here tomorrow at 10am. I wonder what thinsg are to be done when Dynamedia have vent like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mark your calendar on friday night, I'm not sure about the time but surely it'll be at night. It's on Eastwood, maybe there at the activity center. I'll just update you for the rest of the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Back Tom.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-7953903717135714542?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/7953903717135714542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=7953903717135714542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/7953903717135714542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/7953903717135714542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/07/tribute-to-mj.html' title='A Tribute to MJ =('/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-8868210265372672629</id><published>2009-07-03T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T06:21:12.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CONCEPT!!</title><content type='html'>The major record labels had a meeting at the office regarding the recently held Radio Music Awards. While Sir Louie and the gang were conducting the meeting, the girls; Allison and Via, and I are tasked to propose a concept regarding a client Dynamedia is planning to pitch. I hope what we came up was good enough. Allison and I are planning to add some more to it maybe tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited about the projects we are going to have. I just hope we're still at Dyna when the projects we are planning materializes or maybe we can come to be part or experience it atleast. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the other girls, Charm, Janine and Dada started their internship today. I hope they did have fun like we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back on Monday&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-8868210265372672629?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/8868210265372672629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=8868210265372672629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/8868210265372672629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/8868210265372672629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/07/concept.html' title='CONCEPT!!'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-1564437884192063087</id><published>2009-07-02T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T02:54:38.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DAVID BEKI</title><content type='html'>07.02.09      05:45p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 436th ARAW NG PASIG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A classmate's blog made me happy. She was so out of her mind. I can't make myself believe that she keeps bragging about being on air all the time with that super "impressive"-quote that, communication skills. For the sake of me, I won't drop her name. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we did the usual office tasks today. Sir Louie asked us if we will still be here on august and we gladly said yes even though we're not really sure. He said we'll be the stage managers on our next big project for a magazine. I was so thrilled when I heard that. I almost "gave myself a load!!!" because of that. I sooo love our supervisor!!! LOL! Peace to whoever it was that crossed my mind. Very good grammar! Bravo! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back, we made merienda today, tasty bread with liver spread. Mind you, I don't even like liver but I liked the combination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So I think that's the gist of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Back Tom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;about the David Beki.. it's nothing really.. hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-1564437884192063087?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/1564437884192063087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=1564437884192063087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/1564437884192063087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/1564437884192063087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/07/david-beki.html' title='DAVID BEKI'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-710404803119918716</id><published>2009-07-01T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T02:45:43.125-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O o'/><title type='text'>new interns</title><content type='html'>Several intern hopefuls came today for their interview. They were briefed as to what Dynamedia Productions is all about. Some of then are fron PUP, some are from a different school. They were asked to make a review like we did, but unlike us, it doesn't guarantee that if they email their work, they'll be accepted. I just hope we get the best from them. We'll be too crowded if they'll all be accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happened a while ago and it scared me. Our boss got upset. Oh well, we have to be careful from now on. He is really an OK-guy but nowwe know how he is when someone got to his nerves. Hmmm.. I'll just do my best. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think that's it for now, nothing much happened anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Back Tom&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-710404803119918716?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/710404803119918716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=710404803119918716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/710404803119918716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/710404803119918716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-interns.html' title='new interns'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-6245787459185561287</id><published>2009-06-30T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T02:05:39.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INVITES</title><content type='html'>06.30.09   05:08p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got movie invites for Cameron Diaz' new movie My Sister's Keeper. It was based on Jodi Picoult's NYT bestseller. I asked my mom to join me later. IDK who she'll bring with her. Whoever he or she is, I'm still excited. =) I lurve Cameron!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywa, we're just killing time here. I'll wait til 6 before be leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Back Tom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-6245787459185561287?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/6245787459185561287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=6245787459185561287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/6245787459185561287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/6245787459185561287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/06/invites.html' title='INVITES'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-8555620234480380258</id><published>2009-06-29T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T02:32:34.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>phone calls..</title><content type='html'>06.29.09   06:02pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAR CYRILL!!!! love you frend! uber!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth day of my internship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made phone calls today. I was actually the one who arranged and rearranged the meeting of our boss on friday. Via and Allison left the office for a while because they ran some errand for the office. I was left alone here and that's when I made the calls, as ordered by Sir Louie. Some COCmates dropped by to follow up their applications. I was dying to tell them to fuck off because they're no longer welcome but as you know, I am a young and nice maiden so I just told them I got the word and would deliver it to the boss. haha. Not that I dislike them, there's just enough space for the three of us as representatives of PUP College of Communication here at the offic. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the two are back and we're just waiting for some minute before we step out of the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Back Tom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-8555620234480380258?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/8555620234480380258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=8555620234480380258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/8555620234480380258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/8555620234480380258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/06/phone-calls.html' title='phone calls..'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-953728779650693786</id><published>2009-06-26T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T04:45:17.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MASCULADOLL by Louie Cano</title><content type='html'>June 26, 2009 07:50 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My third day as an intern is over. We did some paper works and made some calls to our clients. Our tasks are getting more exciting. =)&lt;br /&gt;I would like to share the review that I did. The book by the way is written by our boss Mr. Louie Cano, the very creative Creative Director of Dynamedia Productions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A review on Louie Cano's MASCULADOLL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masculadoll. I thought I’m going to experience the boldness Tony Perez’ Cubao Midnight Express has given me. Having seen the cover, I imagined myself swallowing hard every minute I encounter mind blowing experiences from the characters. I even prepared myself to that. In the end, I found myself taking the book lightly, as if I was just listening to a colleagues’ share of his plain and pleasure stories, as if I was just drawn to the conversation, not exactly reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was used to talking to gay people. I grew up with them. In fact that one person whom I consider my mentor-my Tito; the one who understands girl things more than my mom does- is gay. So I can say that somehow, I knew how to feel about the way the society look at them. I saw how he laughed at nasty remarks about him. I saw how his own father treated him as if he never existed. I saw how shallow people talked to him behind his back. But despite everything, I saw how he came, saw and conquered- veni, vidi vici. I tried to understand him more than anyone, be with him when none of his nieces are available, and gave him the most respect I can give thinking that I can at least make up for what wasn’t given to him. It made me want to quote the second last paragraph of Mamalasin-very inspiring, very true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The “pamhinta” word was just introduced to me when I entered maskom. I generally considered gay people gay, period. It was only then that there are classifications. Paminta, top, bottom, bona, backstab, shiva- those are the first words I learned from college. That was when I realized that men are more endangered than our wildlife. I didn’t push myself hard just to deal with them, it came naturally. I didn’t have a hard time adjusting in our little playschool unlike my classmates. I enjoyed the sharing, the teasing, and listening sessions we always have in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are things in the book that I did understand. Those are the happy to bitter parts. One thing I would affirm, not everything will be given to you at the same time. There are happy moments but after that, there comes the painful ones. In this inevitably painful world, moving on is the key. You will stumble, you will fall, but eventually, when you get too damn tired of that mud on you face, you will learn to stand up, wash it up and walk again. I can include Masculadoll in my romance collection. I can insert it in between my fictional vampire loves and chick literatures. It’ll be distinct in its own value because it is not a work of fiction. But like books I love to read, I believe the book isn’t finished. There’s always a prince charming for every princess-even if the princess was born a prince with a pink velvet cape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One the things I didn’t understand. Well there is just one thing that bothers me really. Why the author didn’t accepted Ed again? I did saw the point, things change. I just don’t understand. I would have loved it to end there like a happily ever after. But I have to realize that I’m not reading fiction. The author doesn’t control the events. And he can’t choose his rising and falling actions. Maybe I’m just so young to know why. Maybe I’m still a little inexperienced. Maybe one day, when I face a decision like that, I’ll know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to wonder why some gays aren’t coming out. What’s keeping them in the closet? What’s making them keep who they are to themselves? But now I knew better. They don’t have to explain themselves to everyone. Because no matter how they try, those with open minds already accepted it, and those with closed hearts will never take it. So why bother? And besides, people don’t have to dress outrageously to be noticed. Not every gay man is to become stand-up comedians, parloristas, or even make-up artists. Some are born to be doctors, lawyers, in my Tito’s part- an educator. They don’t have to wear costumes, they don’t have to be Clay Aiken, they don’t have to put a note on their forehead, and they don’t have to go under the knives to let people know they’re gay. Actually, they don’t have to do anything. One shouldn’t be trapped by the way the society defines him. He should be the one to define him self. Stereotypes are always losers. And no one should be the same as everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is one thing people should learn one thing, I believe it is to understand individual differences. Then respect will follow. Respect for an individual no matter what the sexual preference is. If only people will take other people as individuals as themselves- one who have dreams, hopes, frustrations, assets, and even liabilities- there will be no problem in this world. Of course that’s over reacting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-953728779650693786?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/953728779650693786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=953728779650693786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/953728779650693786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/953728779650693786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/06/masculadoll-by-louie-cano.html' title='MASCULADOLL by Louie Cano'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-640350277429671921</id><published>2009-06-25T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T03:04:35.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JUNE 25 2009, 6:03pm</title><content type='html'>second day of my internship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still here at the office, though our shift is officially over.&lt;br /&gt;typing. that's what we did all day. typing. and chatting. non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;we aren't so busy this time of the month since our event is still far.&lt;br /&gt;but wait when it's near. i'm sure we'll all enjoy cramming and working hard till we all drop.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that's how we'll learn. and i enjoy pain and hardwork anyway so i wish it'll come soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's fun really. working here. still no pressure. i'll like pressure when it comes though.&lt;br /&gt;we still have hours to fill. i'm so looking forward to my next day.&lt;br /&gt;and to our big projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be coming back tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-640350277429671921?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/640350277429671921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=640350277429671921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/640350277429671921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/640350277429671921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/06/june-25-2009-603pm.html' title='JUNE 25 2009, 6:03pm'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-552323792448398314</id><published>2009-06-24T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T03:23:17.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The INTERN</title><content type='html'>June 24, 2009 06:28 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the start of my internship in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dynamedia&lt;/span&gt; Production. I went there before 1 p.m. and stayed &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; 4 since Via, Allison and I are asked to deliver something in SM North &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Edsa&lt;/span&gt;. Our duty ended past 5 this afternoon. I has been fun. We were given introductions abut the company, basic rules,a nd things that are expected from us. Dynamedia Production by the way is basically about events. The comnpany- our company rather; since we are already part of it, handles all the evnts of its affiliated stations Magic, RT, Wave, Jam and Max so it's more like working in radio as well. I will spent 150 hours of my training there. Hopefully we can extend it to 300 since the company covers everything. Today is really a blast and I'm just so happy because I get to enjoy the training we have. It's not like ordinary intership where all we gotta do is sit and answer phone calls. This will be the start of work, fun, and learning. I wish to enjoy everey minute of it. So, I'll be back tomorrow. Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-552323792448398314?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/552323792448398314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=552323792448398314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/552323792448398314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/552323792448398314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/06/intern.html' title='The INTERN'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-1055191770649832333</id><published>2009-02-25T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T02:38:58.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SABEL</title><content type='html'>I was to post this ages ago. I noticed just now that it's still a blog.I feel like posting my writings one by one here.. I had a couple of these as projects for my previous tv and radio writing class. This one is one of my picks. I rushed this but I'm glad with what I made. Maybe someone can feel good reading it.. here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SABEL"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko parin nalilimot ang araw kung kailan nagsimula ang unti-unting pagkakaroon ng ibang kahulugan ng pagkakaibigan namin ni Dave. Halos isang taon na rin ang nakararaan mula noon. Iyon din ang pinakamalungkot na valentines day na naranasan ko buong buhay ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh bakit malungkot ang prinsesa ng aking bestfriend? Wala ba kayong date ni prince Jared mo ngaun?” Yun ang napakakulit na banat sakin ni Dave nang makita nya akong nag-iisa sa bench ng school namin. Hindi ako kumibo. Hindi ko kayang itago ang sakit na nararamdaman ko ng mga panahong ‘yon. Wala akong nagawa kundi ilabas kay Dave ang sakit na buhat ng paghihiwalay namin ni Jared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hindi ko siya maintindihan. Lately napaka-moody nya. Kahit simpleng bagay pinapalaki. Tapos ayun, kanina nag-away kami ng matindi. Nagsumbatan. Hanggang sa…” humihikbi pa ako noon habang kinukwento sa kanya ang mga nangyari. “…hanggang sa naghamon na siya ng hiwalayan. Akala ko hindi nya itutuloy ‘yon, ‘kala ko hindi nya kaya, ‘kala ko mahal nya ko!” sa sama ng loob ko, naibato ko tuloy ang cellphone ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mahal ka niya, higit sa kahit anung bagay. Alam ko yan. Malay naten magulo lang ang isip nya kanina. Maaayos din yan Sabel.” Niyakap ako ni Dave. Kahit paano’y nabawasan ng bahagya ang bigat na dinadala ko. Naramdaman kong may dumadamay sa’kin. Naramdaman kong hindi pa rin ako nag-iisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malambing si Dave. Ibang-iba sa best friend nyang si Jared. Hindi ko nga malaman kung bakit wala akong nababalitaang girlfriend nya. Madami sa mga kaibigan kong babae nung high school ang may crush sa kanya. Sikat na sikat kasi silang magkaibigan sa college namen. Pareho silang gwapo, yun nga lang, si Jared, maloko, pilyo, at sakit sa ulo ng mga prof. Si Dave ang sumasalo sa kanya. Kapag may test, sa mga groupings, pati nga ata reaction papers ni Jared sya pa ang gumagawa. Palibhasa kababata kaya’t alam na nito ang takbo ng isip ni Jared. Kaya nga hanggang college ay pareho sila ng pinasukang university. Mas kilala pa niya si Jared kaysa sa akin. Minsan nga hindi ko mapigilang magselos sa kanya. Pero para saan? Lalaki naman siya. Iba ang best friend sa girlfriend ‘di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isang araw may tumawag sa bahay. Excited ako kasi wala naman ibang tumatawag dun ng dis oras ng gabi bukod kay Jared. Ilang araw ko rin kasi siyang hindi nakikita o nakakusap man lang. Namiss ko na siya. Naramdaman ko namang mahal pa nya ako. Umaasa parin akong babalik pa sya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hello?” kinikilig na sagot ko sa telepono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sabel ikaw ba yan?” tanong ng lalaki sa kabilang linya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, speaking?” dismayadong sagot ko. Akala ko si Jared na. Nawalan tuloy ako ng ganang makipag-usap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hanggang ngayon ba hindi mo parin kilala ang boses ko. Si Dave po ito. Nangangamusta lang.” pagrereklamong tugon ni Dave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sorry naman! Iba po kasi ang boses mo sa telepono. Mas maganda po kesa sa personal. Saka first time mong tumawag eh. Bakit anung meron?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nag-aalala lang ako sa’yo. Hindi kita nakikita eh. Malay ko kung naglaslas ka na dyan! Hehehehe, joke lang Sabel!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Asa naman yang best friend mo no? Hindi ko sasayangin ang buhay ko dahil sa pagbebreak namen. Hmmm, Teka kamusta na ba yun?” pasimpleng tanong ko kay Dave. Alam kong siya lang ang makakapagbalita sakin ng tungkol kay Jared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hindi nga pumapasok eh. Laging naka-off yung cel nya. Tapos pinuntahan ko sa kanila. Sarado yung bahay lagi. Lumipat ata sila. Hindi naman nagpasabi saken. Kala ko naman nag-kakausap kayo. Kayo na ba ulit?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ako nakasagot. Alam naman nya ang sagot e. Nag-aalala na ko. Hindi ko alam kung paano makokontak si Jared. Bakit naman ganun? Kahit naman siguro wala na kami may karapatan akong malaman! Siguro nga hindi na nya ako mahal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalawang linggo nang hindi pumapasok si Jared. Walang ni-isa sa mga blockmates niya ang makapag-sabi sa akin kung saan na sila nakatira ngayon. Patay lagi ang cellphone niya. Wala rin sa mga kapatid at magulang niya ang may bukas sa telepono. Nagbakasakali akong mag-inquire sa Dean’s office. Bagamat Journalism ako at Broadcom ang kinukuha nila ni Dave, nasa iisang college kami kaya’t madami din akong kakilala sa department nila. Napag-alaman kong nagpull-out na ng records si Jared sa school may isang buwan na ang nakakaraan. Kailangan daw ito para sa student visa niya. Noong makalawa daw noon ay dumaan si Jared at ang mama nya sa chairperson ng Broadcasting bago tumulak patungong Ohio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gumuho ang mundo ko. Ramdam ko ang pagiging kulang ng aking pagkatao. Hindi ko akalain na ang tanging lalaking minahal ko ng sobra ay magagawa akong iwan ng ganun ganun na lamang. Ni walang pasabi. Kahit isang tawag man lang sana bago siya umalis, kahit isang text nga lang ng pagpapaalam ayos na sa akin. Pero wala. Siguro nga, hindi nya talaga ako ganun kamahal. Hindi tulad ng pagmamahal ko sa kanya. Sadya sigurong napakalupit ng tadhana. Noong una nama’y wala kaming problema ni Jared. Hindi ko maisip kung bakit kailangan biglang matapos ang lahat. Noong gabi ring ‘yon ay muling tumawag si Dave. Wala rin daw siyang nalalaman tungkol sa biglaang pag-alis ni Jared. Maging siya ay nagulat daw nang kumalat ang balita sa school kanina nang ibalita sa akin ng chairperson ang pag-alis ni Jared. Masama rin daw ang loob niya sa ginawang iyon ni Jared. Tila tinalikuran daw siya ng isang kapatid. Nang mga oras na iyon ay muli kong naramdaman na may karamay ako. Batid kong hindi ako nag-iisa. Nandyan si Dave upang paglabasan ko ng sama loob. Nandyan si Dave na may sama rin ng loob kay Jared. Feeling ko may kakampi ako. Pareho kaming tinalikuran ni Jared. Pareho pala kaming balewala lang pala sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naging araw-araw ang pagtawag ni Dave sa amin. Mas naging malapit kami sa isa’t isa. Tila may kakaibang taling nag-uugnay sa aming dalawa. Hindi ko malaman kung bakit pero napakasaya ko kapag kasama ko siya. Tila napupunan niya ang mga bagay na dapat ay ginagawa ni Jared para sa akin. Wala akong pakialam sa mga nang-iintriga sa amin. Mga babaeng inggit na inggit sa akin dahil pinupuntirya ko daw ang mga gwapo sa kolehiyo namin. Balewala naman kay Dave ang chismis. Dahil nga gwapo at hinahabol ng mga babae mula pa noon, siguro’y nasanay na ito sa mga ganitong eksena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang tumatagal ay mas napapalapit kami ni Dave sa isa’t isa. Nang mag-enroll kami para sa 1st sem ng ikatlonhg taon namin ay halos itinulad ni Dave and schedule niya sa akin. Mas gusto nya daw na sabay kaming papasok, kakain at uuwi. Ganun din ang sinabi sa akin ni Jared noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mas gusto ko na yung laging sabay tayo. Sa pagpasok, sa pagkain at sa pag-uwi, sino pa bang gugustuhin kong kasama sa lahat ng bagay edi syempre yung nag-iisang prinsesa ng buhay ko” sabi ni Jared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“E panu pag wala ako sa tabi mo? Baka kung sinu-sino na lang yan sinasamahan mo dyan. Madami pa naman maganda dyan sa course niyo. Baka iwan mu lang ako..” madalas akong magdrama kay Jared. Dahil nga prinsesa ang turing ni Jared sa akin, lahat ng tao kaya niyang barahin maliban sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hindi ko po yun gagawin princess. Di ba nga ikaw si Sabel? Ikaw ang highest point ng buhay ko! Saka si best friend, hindi niya hahayaang lokohin kita no!” aniya. Hindi na ako sumagot. Niyakap at hinagkan ko na lang si Jared. Bawat salita basta nanggagaling kay Jared ay musika sa aking pandinig. Likas sa kanya ang pagiging mambobola. Pero kapag kaming dalawa ang magkasama, lahat ay hindi biro. Nararamdaman ko ang damdamin sa likod ng mabubulaklak na salita ni Jared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naisip ko ring ibaon na sa limot si Jared. Marahil ay may masayang buhay na siya sa US at nakalimutan na nya ako. Hindi mawawala yung pagmamahal ko kay Jared. Pero siguro, pagkatapos ng ilang buwan, tama lamang na sarili ko naman ang isipin ko. Naisip ko si Dave. Si Dave na hindi ako iniwan sa mga oras na kailangan ko ng sandalan. Si Dave na naghahatid at sumusundo sa akin araw araw. Si Dave na hindi tahimik at hindi mambobola. Si Dave na walang pakialam sa iisipin ng iba. Si Dave na best friend ni Jared. Si Dave. Hindi ko maisip kung anu ba talaga kami ni Dave. Hindi ko alam kung ano ang nararamdaman ko para sa kanya. Nang magkaroon ng pagkakataon ay naglakas na ako ng loob na mag-open kay Dave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Dave…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bakit soul mate?” sabay akbay sa akin ni Dave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ha? Bakit mo ako tinawag na soul mate Dave?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kasi po pareho tayo sa maraming bagay. Nagkakaintindihan naman tayo di ba? Mahalaga ka sakin. Mahalaga rin naman ako sa di ba? Kaya nga siguro mahal na mahal ka ng best friend ko…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Dave, tapos na yun. Siguro naman ngayon masaya na siya kung nasaan man siya. Ang mahalaga yung ngayon. Di ba? Hindi naman natin pinlano yung mga nangyari. Hindi tayo nagmamadali. Hayaan nalang nating ang mundo ay umikot. Pwede ba yun Dave?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi siya sumagot, pero niyakap niya ako. Hindi man kasing init ng mga yakap ni Jared ang kay Dave, mahalaga parin siya sa akin. Hindi ko man masabi na mahal ko na si Dave, alam kong may bagay na nag-uugnay sa aming dalawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagdaan pa ang mga araw. Nagpatuloy ang pagiging malapit namin ni Dave sa isa’t isa. Wala kaming relasyon. Walang kung anu man. Basta’t sabi ni Dave mahalaga ako sa kanya. At mahalaga din siya sa akin. Ni minsan ay hindi naming pinag-usapan ni Dave ang relasyon. Hindi naman siya naniniwala doon. Sabi niya, “Hindi naman kailangang maging kayo para mahalin mo ang isang tao. Kung minsan, sapat na yung mapadama mo sa kanya na andyan ka, sa kahit anong pagkakataon mo kaya.” May point si Dave doon kayat naging kuntento na ako sa ganoon. Siguro ganun talaga siya. Hindi tulad ni Jared na ang gusto ay sa amin lang ang isa’t isa. Kay Jared lamang ang mundo ko noon. Si Dave naman ay may malawak na mundo ngayon. Magkaiba nga talaga sila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subalit isang araw ay unti-unting nagbago si Dave. Naging malungkutin siya at tila wala sa sarili. Nagsimula siyang manlamig sa akin. Naisip kong hayaan na lang muna siya. Naniniwala akong lahat ay lilipas din. Siguro kailangan lang ni Dave mag-isip isip ng mga bagay bagay. Noon ko lang nakitang ganoon kalungkot si Dave. Higit pa yata sa kalungkutan ko noong iwan ako ni Jared dati. Nagtagal pa ng ilang araw ang pagmumukmok ni Dave kayat sinubukan ko nang kausapin siya ng masinsinan. Ayokong makitang malungkot si Dave. Hindi niya ako iniwan noong ako ang nangangailangan kaya marapat lamang sa tulungan ko siya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Dave? May maitutulong ba ‘ko?” tanong ko kay Dave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wala!” pigil na tugon niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sabihin mo na sa akin, baka makatulong ako”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hindi ka makaktulong!” sagot ni Dave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bakit naman, kala ko ba soul mate tayo? Iintindihin ko naman kung ano man yan eh” panunuyong sabi ko kay Dave. “Di ba nga andun ka ang iwan ako ni Jared? Di ba tayong dalawa ang magkadamay? Sabihin mo naman kung ano ang problema mo dyan, para kang namatayan e..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humagulgol si Dave. Batid ko ang bigat ng nararamdaman niya. May kurot na tila pumipilas din ng puso ko. Nasasaktan din ako. Patuloy ang pag-iyak niya hanggang sa marinig ko siyang bumulong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wala na si Jared” pahikbing bulong ni Dave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Matagal nang wala si Jared, Dave. Iniwan nya ko, tinalikuran ka rin nya” pagpapaliwanag k okay Dave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagalit siya. Pasigaw na nagsalita muli si Dave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hindi! Hindi ni minsan akong tinalikuran ni Jared! Mula pagkabata hanggang sa huling mga sandali niya tinuring akong mahalaga ni Jared! Hindi niya ako iniwan!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ano?! p..p..pat..tay na si Jared?!! Nagulat ako at nanlamig. Tila may matinding pwersang humihila sa akin pababa. Bumuhos ang luhang si Jared muli ang dahilan. Wala na siya? Tuluyan na nya akong iniwan. Hindi na siya babalik kahit kailan. Naguguluhan ako. Paanong namatay si Jared? At bakit alam ni Dave, bakit ngayon lang nya sinabi? Kailan yun nangyari? Saan? Paano? Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko pa man alam ang mga sagot sa aking mga katanungan, sabay kaming umiyak ni Dave dahil sa pagkawala ni Jared. Mahal na mahal ko si Jared. Alam ni Dave yon. Mahal din ni Dave si Jared. Masakit para sa amin ang mawalan ng minamahal, ng kaibigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noong linggong yon, umuwi pala ang buong pamilya ni Jared dito sa Pilipinas, kasama ang namayapang katawan ni Jared. Si Dave ang kinontak ni Tita Malou tungkol dito. Wala daw balak ni Dave na sabihin sa akin ang lahat subalit hindi daw niya ito naiwasan. Hinatid ako ni Dave sa libing ni Jared. Hindi siya sumama. Hindi daw niya kayang makitang ibaon sa lupa si Jared. Hindi ko alam kung bakit. Bago umalis si Dave ay nag-abot siya ng sulat sa akin. Huwag ko daw itong bubuksan hanggat hindi naililibing si Jared. Nagsorry siya sa akin, niyakap niya ako sa huling pagkakataon at umalis na siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahan dahan kong tinahak ang daan patungo sa kabaong kung saan nakahiga si Jared. Nasa unahan ang buong pamilyang hindi na iba sa akin. Katabi ng ataul ay ang humahagulgol na si Tita Malou. Paglapit ko ay niyakap ako ni Tita. Hindi ko napigilang umiyak nang nasulyapan ko ang katawan nang lalaking minahal ko ng sobra. Tila may mensahe sa mukha nito na nais iparating sa akin. Hindi ko maipaliwanag ang sakit na maramdaman ko noong mga panahoong iyon. Lalo pang nanghina ang aking mga tuhod nang kausapin ako ni Tita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Matagal na ding wala akong naririnig mula sa’yo. Kamusta ka na? Biglaan ang pag-alis namin noon kaya’t hindi na kita nasabihan ng personal. Nalungkot nga ako dahil pagdating lang namin doon saka nasabi ni Jared sa akin an nagkatampuhan kayo. Hindi ko na tuloy alam kung ano ang nangyari sa inyo. Hinihintay niya yung tawag mo dahil hindi ka daw niya makontak, laging patay yung phone mo. Ikinalungkot niya ng sobra ng ikwento ni Dave may bagong boyfriend ka na. Mahal na mahal ka ng anak ko Zen. Hindi siya nagtuloy ng pag-aaral sa Ohio dahil balak niyang bumalik sa Pilipinas bago ka mag-birthday. Ipagpapatuloy nya ang pag-aaral niya upang tuparin ang mga pangarap na sabay sabay niyong binuo nila Dave. Minsan nahuhuli kong umiiyak si Jared habang naglalasing kasi hindi na niya mahintay ang pag-uwi niya dapat dito upang balikan ka…” maluha luhang tumigil saglit si Tita. Sa mga kwento ni tita, biglang nawala ang galit ko kay Jared dahil sa pag-iwan niya sa akin. Kasabay noon ang hinagpis na nabuo ko laban kay Dave. Nagpatuloy si tita, “... pero hindi na niya naabutan yun. Bangungot. Hindi na niya nasilayan ang mga nalalabing araw bago ka niya makitang muli. Noong gabi pa naman bago siya tuluyang mamaalam ay masayang masaya siyang nakipag-usap kay Dave. Uuwi siya ano man ang mangyari. Lilinawin niya ang lahat ng personal sa iyo Zen. Dahil mahal na mahal ka ng anak ko.” Sabay ang muling pagyakap sa akin ni Tita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasaksihan ko kung paano tuluyang namaalam si Jared sa akin. Kasabay ng pagbaon ko sa lahat ng galit na naipon sa akin laban kay Jared at laban na rin kay Dave. Matapos kong marinig si Tita, nagbalik at lalo pang tumindi ang pagmamahal ko kay Jared. Hinding hindi ko malilimutan ang matamis na pinagsamahan naming ni Jared. Ipinangako ko kay Jared ang isang bagay na alam kong mahirap gawin sa ngayon, pero gagawin ko pa rin alang alang kay Jared. Ang magpatawad. Dahil ito ang alam kong magpapasaya sa kanya kung asan man siya. Alam kong si Dave parin ang best friend niya hanggang huli. Ano man ang pagtingin ni Dave para sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mula noong libing ay hindi ko na muling nakita si Dave. Marahil ay nagsisisi ito sa lahat ng nagawa niya sa amin ni Jared. Napatawad ko na siya. At umaasa ako na balang araw ay magkrus ang landas naming dalawa. Gusto ko siyang sabunutan hindi dahil sa galit. Kundi dahil sa paghanga sa kakaibang pagmamahal na inilaan niya para kay Jared. Hindi na baleng nagkamali siya sa akin, ang mahalaga, hindi matatawaran ang pagmamahal niya kay Jared sa sarili niyang paraan. Hindi parin ako makapaniwala sa laman ng sulat na iniwan niya sa akin noong huli kaming magkita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soulmate,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko alam kung paano ipapaliwag sayo ang lahat. Sana pagkatapos ng mga nagawa ko sa inyo ni Jared ay magawa mong patawarin ako. Bata pa lamang ay kasama ko na si Jared. Alam mo kung gaano siya kabait sa kabila ng pagiging makulit niya. Alam kung paano ka mapapa‘oo’ kahit sa mga kalokohan niya. Alam mong mabuti siyang tao sa kabila ng pagiging maloko niya. Hindi ko ginusto ang lahat. Hindi ko rin gustong gamitin at paglaruan ang damdamin mo. Gusto ko lang malaman noong una kung ano ang nakita ni Jared sayo at mahal na mahal ka niya. Siguro nga naiinggit ako sayo. Dahil alam ko na kahit kailan ay hindi ako mamahalin ni Jared tulad ng pagmamahal niya sayo. Kaya ni minsan hindi ako naglakas ng loob na aminin sa kanya ang nararamdaman ko. Sabel, SORRY! Sorry sa pagiging makasarili ko at itinago ko ang pag-alis ni Jared, hindi ko ibinigay sayo ang number niya at hindi ko sinabing nakakausap ko siya palagi. Sorry dahil siniraan kita kay Jared. Sa paraan kasing yun ay naramdaman ko kahit paano na mas lamang ako sayo pagdating kay Jared dahil nanatili siya sa akin kahit malayo na siya. Sabel hindi ko alam kung maiintindihan mo ang nararamdaman ko pero kahit magalit ka sa akin ng sukdulan, tatanggapin ko. Masakit sa atin pareho ang pagkawala ni Jared. At sobra akong naguiguilty dahil hindi kayo naging maligaya dahil sa akin. Alam ko nung una pa lang na walang mabuting maidudulot kung ipagpapatuloy ko ang nararmdaman ko. Pero wala akong magagawa. Mahal ko si Jared higit pa sa sarili ko. Sana mapatawad mo ang pusong nagmamahal ng sobra sobra sa lalaking mahal mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patawad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana’y dumatinga ng araw na magkita kaming muli ni Dave. Nais ko siyang yakapin at sabihin sa kaniya ng personal na pinatawad ko na siya. Sa ganoong bagay alam ko tuluyan nang sasaya si Jared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-1055191770649832333?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/1055191770649832333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=1055191770649832333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/1055191770649832333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/1055191770649832333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/02/sabel.html' title='SABEL'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-9108372053356265208</id><published>2009-02-21T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T08:26:23.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>talenTADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I never REALLY considered my self talented before. I can't carry a tune, can't dance gracefully. Well, those are the two basic talents one should have. But i guess the day has come that i must embrace my strengths. I AM TALENTED. i am creatively gifted with a lot of artistic skills. I must know that. i always joke about myself being the best singer and dancer and whatsoever, knowing that I'm playing them (and myself) as a fool. What brought this thingy on? My editing skills. After liek two days of sleep deprivation and so on, i am almost doen with our trailer (well, part of the trailer). And i so love what i just did. I realized not too many peeps are gifted with creativity to kive audios, videos and pictures and so I am just lucky I can do this things. It's kinda posh huh. If i will charge my girls for the editing I should be rich. haha. And so i pondered, looked back and scanned my memory for a while. I just did very good on my LE VOGUE collection. I also made pretty amazing literatures in the past. I've been advising debates and did well in debating my self. i can obviously act. i always do taht. haha. and so why should i complain? God loved me dearly and gave me more than i should have. I am talented. really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-9108372053356265208?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/9108372053356265208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=9108372053356265208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/9108372053356265208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/9108372053356265208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/02/talentado.html' title='talenTADO'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-1436391630042847992</id><published>2009-02-17T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T08:00:15.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMN!</title><content type='html'>Damn my stupid brother! Abusado the extreme! err!!!!!! He amkes my mom HB to death. Stupid! Perv! GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!11&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-1436391630042847992?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/1436391630042847992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=1436391630042847992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/1436391630042847992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/1436391630042847992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/02/damn.html' title='DAMN!'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-7270825350694467183</id><published>2009-02-14T00:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T00:20:28.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO CUPID THIS TIME</title><content type='html'>It's February fourteen. Valentines day. geez. I'm not so ecstatic about that. I have another celebration. It's my lolo dear's birthday. That's more to celebrating.. really. Valentines oh my valentine. i don't need you. haha do i? Well, it's nota big thing for me now. Ia m so much happy and BUSY. I can't even think about it. Having good-times, dates whatsoever. The only company i need is my bed and my sanity- and my phone. Oh! Speaking of phone, and gadgets, I am super. And I mean super- mad to have these gadgets:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DSLR camera&lt;br /&gt;Ebook Reader&lt;br /&gt;Macbook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. It'll be too much.. But i'll surely use those practically. I mean, it won't be wasted since I'll be using my head while using it. And when I say using it, it's not merely using it for dumb things. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if ever, by chance I'll be given someone by cupid, hmm.. better make it someone who could afford to give me those things.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-7270825350694467183?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/7270825350694467183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=7270825350694467183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/7270825350694467183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/7270825350694467183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-cupid-this-time.html' title='NO CUPID THIS TIME'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-4117245401511279362</id><published>2009-02-11T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T07:52:18.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MUCH HAD HAPPENED</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SOOO&lt;/span&gt; much had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;occured&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;dunno if you could still catch up..&lt;br /&gt;had been almost 4 super busy weeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt; vogue.. thesis.. film prod.. took a lot lot fraction of those weeks..&lt;br /&gt;i am so tired..&lt;br /&gt;super super tired..&lt;br /&gt;but i won't give up.&lt;br /&gt;i knew for a fact how lucky i am to have a very very marvelous family.. though imperfect.. they're real.. they exist.. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; fine with that..&lt;br /&gt;problems &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;occured&lt;/span&gt;.. of course..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;patrick&lt;/span&gt;.. my very very hard to please brother..&lt;br /&gt;thesis.. it somehow put some friendship fractures.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nanana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;financially.. having so much of major subjects, production subjects, is really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; taxing.. i hope i can still keep up..&lt;br /&gt;well, those really are the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Major&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;probs&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;i had personal issues to solve anyway..&lt;br /&gt;MY TEMPER&lt;br /&gt;MY PHYSICAL INABILITIES&lt;br /&gt;MY CHILDISHNESS&lt;br /&gt;darn. cant help it..&lt;br /&gt;i wanna do a lot of things.. but i cant..&lt;br /&gt;idont have the time and the energy..&lt;br /&gt;how i wish..&lt;br /&gt;i wanna read.. and write..&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be given time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-4117245401511279362?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/4117245401511279362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=4117245401511279362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/4117245401511279362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/4117245401511279362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/02/much-had-happened.html' title='MUCH HAD HAPPENED'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-742861945745681128</id><published>2009-01-18T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T06:10:11.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>si patrick nasa labas..</title><content type='html'>hay.. abusado akis.. ayan.. nasaraduhan tuloy ng agte at ayawa papasukin..&lt;br /&gt;masyado na tong kapatid ko na to ha..&lt;br /&gt;walang respeto sa aoras at sa palabra de honor..&lt;br /&gt;tse!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-742861945745681128?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/742861945745681128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=742861945745681128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/742861945745681128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/742861945745681128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/01/si-patrick-nasa-labas.html' title='si patrick nasa labas..'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-7565240485949115361</id><published>2009-01-14T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T14:09:54.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELL SEMESTER</title><content type='html'>So it was expected, the start of 2k9 would be very very toxic. But I didn't really expect it to be this harsh. It's kinda overrated to work on a lot of BIG projects or productions within a mont or two. Not only it is physically straining but emotinally, phychologically and more of financially draining as well. How can I complain? I chose this over a lot of things I was given options ahead. I don't really regret this. It's just taht its way too much to handle. So busy. So costy. So brain-torturing. I enjoy everything though. Its just that they could have utilized the idle parts of the semester and scater the projects evenly so the expenses will also be scattered, thus, every production will be a full blast. I wish I have the power to make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hated this kind of situtations. You wanna do everything and put your best on it but you lack the time and means to materialize what your intellect gives. Its always a conflict of artistry and practicability and time and physical boundaries. I wish i could get by this phase easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been too focused on the acads recently, at least I can brag that. I need a relief. I've been given options recently. Some of THEM were more tahn willing to hang out with me. But how can I dare go? I needed more time to rest tahn to chill. It's really complicated. I wish I could appreciate everything without worrying about taking other things forgranted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then, this is my entry after almost after a lifetime, that gives you an idea how busy I was/am. So damn busy. I wish I could update you regularly. I wish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-7565240485949115361?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/7565240485949115361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=7565240485949115361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/7565240485949115361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/7565240485949115361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2009/01/hell-semester.html' title='HELL SEMESTER'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-1232251120359370503</id><published>2008-12-20T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T02:36:54.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WILL DEVAUGN</title><content type='html'>yeah.. it's about yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a blast.. it's a date with my super good gurlfriend cyrill..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shared my complimentary ticket for twilight with her (btw, i got my prizes last wednesday.. i'm soopuer blessed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so we watched, and ate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie, we diidn't expect the crowd waiting outside. it's the premiere pala of DESPERADAS2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both of us got agga and usisera so we also crooned, waited for the artistas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we attracted a lot of scalpers.. haha.. maybe they thought we can buy at high cost, but because we are being so-barat.. we got tiks for a low price..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, unplanned, unprepared, and unparalleled. we watched the movie.. it's really a pleasure watching it in a premiere.. u have this feeling that u are one of the firsts to see it.. damn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then, we got to see a lot of stars.. so many of them.. i just have to quote one.. WILL DEVAUGN! hahaha.. i won't say more.. just WILL!! hot hot hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then, it was  along day with cy.. i really enjoyed it.. had a lot of fun.. ,love love you cy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so aun, ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-1232251120359370503?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/1232251120359370503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=1232251120359370503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/1232251120359370503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/1232251120359370503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2008/12/will-devaugn.html' title='WILL DEVAUGN'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-2967658019510555858</id><published>2008-12-15T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T06:55:06.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>we won!</title><content type='html'>damn! janine and i won sa etc twilight contest!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so happy! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;khet hindi grand prize yun.. at least.. we got the perks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waw!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so speechless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mwah mwah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-2967658019510555858?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/2967658019510555858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=2967658019510555858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/2967658019510555858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/2967658019510555858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-won.html' title='we won!'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-6638003690800793653</id><published>2008-12-12T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:36:52.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BCE Sholar Christmas Party</title><content type='html'>TAE C ESTER! fcuk xa! haha. we waited for so long atpos wala nan announcement..&lt;br /&gt;so aun na nga.. nagwait kame tapos wala din kwenta yun food.. badtrip talaga..&lt;br /&gt;chakang yun..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-6638003690800793653?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/6638003690800793653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=6638003690800793653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/6638003690800793653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/6638003690800793653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2008/12/bce-sholar-christmas-party.html' title='BCE Sholar Christmas Party'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-5372554260512200244</id><published>2008-12-02T08:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T08:12:39.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"S" and "I"</title><content type='html'>while watching the movie for the second round &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kanina&lt;/span&gt; on my 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; movie, I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;texting&lt;/span&gt; with S. I felt i little guilty because he haven't watched it and he already &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ahd&lt;/span&gt; invited me even before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; premiere. I don't really know what's with the messages but i must admit there are some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kilig&lt;/span&gt; moments. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. Then I is bugging me again. Ow. Don't know what his problem was but he confuses me as always. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;. I also confuse him! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physically, S is a beautiful guy. no doubt! wow! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. And he likes me. But with I, I am more myself. More &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;comfty&lt;/span&gt;, and more at ease. But i was never attracted to him.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tsk&lt;/span&gt;.. And he said he likes me too. Well, i like them both. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they aren't my Edward and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Jacod&lt;/span&gt; huh. But the 2 of them are very active this past weeks.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;yun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;lang&lt;/span&gt;, just felt like sharing..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-5372554260512200244?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/5372554260512200244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=5372554260512200244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/5372554260512200244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/5372554260512200244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2008/12/s-and-i.html' title='&quot;S&quot; and &quot;I&quot;'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-5387087039545657635</id><published>2008-12-02T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T08:10:20.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TWILIGHT EXPERIENCE #s 3&amp; 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;/span&gt; was a blast. It started out early as me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;momi&lt;/span&gt; accompanied my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lolo&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nanay&lt;/span&gt; to Market!^2 early in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; morning up to mid-afternoon. I just rested for a while to prepare myself for my 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; TWILIGHT experience this time with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bespren&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Janpol&lt;/span&gt;. Ana was supposed to be with us, well, they said; but she had things to do, or things to deal with so she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; there. Oh well, when will I ever learn? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. A&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;nyways, Pol fetched me and we headed to Gateway to meet Bespren. At Gateway we met Sarrah and Mikel. Then Cesar came na. After we just bought our tix. Cesar paid for mine, haha; Itchan was to come na pala and asked us to buy his tiket. But seats are already occupied near us so he was away to us during the movie. After that we had our dinner at KFC and the more chicka more fun galore. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;TODAY is great because i get to see TWILIGHT again. This time with Janine, Charm, and Maje. I didnt really plan to watch today but since there's a cahnce. I agreed. We watched it twice =) I will never get tired of watching it.. really.. We had DQ pala kea i aws even more happy. And of course, i played the part of the mean spoiler so i tricked with the annoying people in the movie house. haha.We saw ate Joan pala, the gf of kuya James. She asked us if we would like to see the premiere of 4 Christmases but she only has 2 tix so we didn't go. We're four e, no one's gonna be left behind.. aun.. ciao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-5387087039545657635?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/5387087039545657635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=5387087039545657635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/5387087039545657635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/5387087039545657635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight-experience-s-4-5.html' title='TWILIGHT EXPERIENCE #s 3&amp; 4'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-1992801862133981345</id><published>2008-11-29T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T08:54:20.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my 2nd twilight experience</title><content type='html'>i was with mom, pat, tatis, and juan kanina at sm north and trinoma..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was to treat simoun a movie date on monday pa 4 his birthday pero he insisted kea it was done earlier. aun, the company grew and 5 na nga kami kanina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie is superb talaga! imma watch it again and again. haha. right janine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate it more now, stylistically.. and narratively.. slight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of coarse, a lot of crooners and die-hards are there. hmmm. like me, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ow.. what can i say? i like the movie. love it. and i'm sooo obssessed about it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-1992801862133981345?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/1992801862133981345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=1992801862133981345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/1992801862133981345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/1992801862133981345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-2nd-twilight-experience.html' title='my 2nd twilight experience'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-8683132836973647973</id><published>2008-11-27T06:43:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T08:59:43.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THESIS TOPIC</title><content type='html'>gawd.. i'm super relieved because we already have our thesis topic.. BUT.. i still feel a bit hopefull.. we submitted sooo many good topics.. way better than those approved;oops.. no harm intended, and all those were rejected. hmm.. i still believe my theory is right.. everything's plotte.. ooh.. i better move on with this.. at least we have a very very fitting topic to us.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. it's been long since i've last visited you.. well, nothing much have changed.. i'm just more into EDWARD!!! gosh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've seen the movie pala during the premiere.. GOOD. better than what i've expected.. really..  but its really good. it agve justice to the story.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna see it again.. dunno with whom.. except for that one plan with janine though, someone's asking me out eh.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, i like charlisle and james na. they're both hot! i love the cullen boys!! yee.. curse jacob! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. this will be it for now.. i'm still downloading e.. ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-8683132836973647973?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/8683132836973647973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=8683132836973647973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/8683132836973647973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/8683132836973647973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2008/11/thesis-topic.html' title='THESIS TOPIC'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-6229777579216206857</id><published>2008-11-12T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:23:03.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my sembreak thoughts..</title><content type='html'>THE LONG WAIT IS OVER... HAHA. I FIONALLY HAVE MY SEMBREAK THOUGHTS. THIS IS IN FULL TEXT. I GOT IT FROM MY PC. IMMA POST THIS AS PROMISED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.16.08  THIRD YEAR SECOND SEM&lt;br /&gt;Enrolment day! I am now enrolled for my 6th semester in PUP. It was a relief because the enrolment process is easier this time. The only fuss that happened is when the “singiteros” got into my nerves. It’s the first time that I didn’t make singit because the process is easy. And it really pissed me when a lot made singit in front of us. I almost lost my senses. Haha. Anyways, Benjo was supposed to enroll today but he found out that the returning process will take so much of his time and skipping a whole school year would be easier for him plus, he won’t be irregular. So he decided not to enroll and to just accompany us while we enrol. We did some catching up. I missed him somehow, he’s one of my FF= Friends Forever; the other one is Ish. Damn. I miss them, our trio. Ahuhuhu. They’re both working na kasi. And I felt bad when they both left at the same time, I felt alone for a while. Good thing Dah, Via, Sonny and Ruel are still there. Things really changed last sem. Oh well, let’s go back to the storyline. No emo-mode for this blog entry. So then Benjo was with us, Via and I, and RJ also the whole time. He treated us lunch. Sonny had his series of unfortunate events. And dadah didn’t come early (what’s new? Haha). So it was Via and I all along. Ruel already enrolled yesterday. After the enrolment Benjo, Via and I decided to stop at Gateway. RJ didn’t go with us because he has things to do. Haha. so then, Benjo Bought me the novel “TWILIGHT”!! OMG!!! Haha. It’s his birthday gift for me. I asked him not to buy me the choco mousse anymore. He also bought Via something. Supah thanks to my FF. lurv it. He’s rich na talaga. Ahaha. After doing some catching up, we decided to go home. A clumsiness happened to me before we part ways but I won’t reveal it here. Haha. Then another followed. Via and I took the wrong train. So we took the next train back and went to mega to check for my atm and buy some pasalubong. The bank is closed na so I bought Gonuts Donuts na lang. then we went home na coz we’re tired. I went home happy because my friend Benjo was there. He made my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.14.08&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO TIRED! I NEED TO SLEEP BUT I CAN’T SLEEP MUCH BECAUSE I HAVE TO WAKE UP EARLY TOMORROW. GOOD THING DON IS ON THE MOOD KAINA. HE/SHE ACCEPTED OUR CENSUUS EVENTHOUGH WE FINISHED ONLY HALF OF IT. HARD. WE TRIED TO CONTACT ALMOST EVERYONE. AND WE’RE GREAT TO CATCH MORE THAN HALF OF THE CLASS. HOPE WE COULD GET GOOD GRADES THERE. HMM. I HOPE…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.15.08 HELL WITH THE PERFECT HUNCHBACK GIRL&lt;br /&gt;Our studio tour is over. I am so tired. I woke up 2am because we met 3am at 7/11 Rotonda. Overall, the 125 is worth it. We got freebies and we toured enough in ABS. it’s really nice. Kapamilya talaga ko. Rica Peralejo is really beautiful, and so with Donita. Someone pissed me off a while ago. Dada told me something about an animal amking parinig to her. I dunno what her problem. That bitch! Can’t she move on? I pitty her. She has a lot of insecurities. Maybe because she’s so stressed at home. Oh well, she has things to fix talaga. She’s so mapanlait. As if she’s perfect. Kung mapanglait kala mo perpekto eh yung boyfriend nga nya mukang ewan. haha. she pissed me off talaga!! Grrr!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCT.17 SEMBREAK BABY!&lt;br /&gt;Sembreak na! Yey! Bute n lang mabaet c jem at wala ng shoot for the rest of October. Excited na ko sa trick or treat party namen. Yeah! Haha. Tapos bute nagkasundo ang humans na nov.3 na kame papasok. Un! So hapi =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCT.18 START OF MY SEMBREAK&lt;br /&gt;I am so enjoying TWILIGHT. Yee.  I’m so in love with Edward! If a vampire will be that handsome, i’ll let him bite me for the rest of my life. Haha. I’m so so hook. Em gonna read it over and over again. I wont let anyone take my book away from me.. duh! SUPER THANKS TO BENJO for the book! Lurve you FF! I also wish i could find paperbacks of the sequels. Hmm. Im gonna enjoy my sembreak with this.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. it’s my cous sheila’s bday! Happy me. Happy eating.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCT.20, 2008&lt;br /&gt;What a day. Just got home =)&lt;br /&gt;I went to glorietta with Alane, Via, and Janine. We watched the premier night of NIGHTS IN RODANTHE. Ow. What a movie. Tear jerking. Nicholas Sparks always put tears on my eyes. The Notebook and A walk to Remember for example.what more if i had time reading those books before. Maybe it’ll make more sense than just watching it. Hmm. I better plan reading the first book of him that i have, Dear John.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i ahve a few stories to tell. Haha. I’ll amke it chronological for everybody’s sake.&lt;br /&gt;*i left home early to submit my stars of hope to BCE Scholar. I was too confident with my obra and i really thought it was nice. It was all set when i presented it to the kalbong guy there and he asked me to put some strings in it and he meant taking my work out of its plastioc wrap. And so i did. I really felt bad because he almost asked me to go home and come back later. So i just talked to the girland she aws kind enough to lend me some strings and scissors. Right tehn and there, i put it and presented to ester. And oh, she could have accepted it if only i mage it baligtaran. As if i knew, damn. It aws ahrd making paper mache u know. So tehn, i left wid glitz all over my hands. Me baring my legs that looked glittery as i walked in the muddy main streets of pasig as i waited for an fx.&lt;br /&gt;*i went to mega to claim my new atm. Wel, it wasn’t as pretty as i’ve expected but i was thankful taht i finally got it (after several tries).&lt;br /&gt;*after gallivanting by myself, we headed to ayala right after i met alane and via at shaw. Janine was already there. Since it aws early, we decided to look for NEW MOON. We checked out PowerBooks and NBS and failed. Then we went to Fully Booked. Demit! They have all 4 books in its original paperbacks’. I was so ecstatic. I panicked and bought New Moon and Eclipse, i also planned to get Breaking Dawn but i saw plenty of those in other stores. I was so happy! Though i was broke at that instant. Haha. Its ok. At least i get to catch my Edward again and again. Janine also bought new moon.&lt;br /&gt;*the movie house opens at 7 so we ate first. I bought st BK and we all ate at Wendy’s. We had dessert at DQ after.then we got inside. Janine won 2 of the games. Allison had 1. I didn’t join anyway so i didn’t winanything. Ow. It would have been happier if Charm was there..&lt;br /&gt;*good thing we made it to the last mrt trip northbound. It was an adventure. We ran going down to catchteh train. We took pasig jeepney after several chasing scenes. So then.. Things happened so fast and just when we’re almost there, alane was raging. Theres a maniac at her side and my friend panicked and fought like a boxing superstar. What a brave girl. Well, it was funny watching teh perv being attacked by alane but i must admit i was scared. Ok. I wont detail it to protect my friend. Haha&lt;br /&gt;*i got home for like 8 minutes since i took the tryke. I must say i’m tired but its all worth my pain. Love you girls. Ow. It was really sad Mami didn’t make it.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Here i am preparing to sleep. I hope its a good one. I am with Edward once more (katabi ko lang ang mahal kong TWILIGHT book xempre. Haha). Sweetdreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCTOBER 22 11:43pm&lt;br /&gt;HAY KAKAINIS. LAGPAS KALAHATI NA AKO SA NEW MOON DI PA DIN GANUN KAVISIBLE SI EDWARD! DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCT.27&lt;br /&gt;I’m so tired. Tsk. I’ve done some cleaning up a while ago. Er. I wanna eat my chips ahoy but i have to keep watching on mydiet. Ugh. Btw, we had some family bonding yesterday. Its me, momi, ela, kat wid lolo, nany, tita sha, tito joseph wid kuy, tis and stef. We went to SM Marikina, i met vic there. Tehn we wentto tiende. It wasa  tiring daybut it was fun. Though i felt a little guilty because refuse tita louie’s invitation. Aun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCTOBER 30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST FINALLY GAVE ME “BREAKING DAWN”! DAMN! SO HAPPY. THANK YOU COUS!! MWAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-6229777579216206857?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/6229777579216206857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=6229777579216206857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/6229777579216206857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/6229777579216206857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-sembreak-thoughts.html' title='my sembreak thoughts..'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-5539890373904715426</id><published>2008-11-03T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T16:07:47.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day of class..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SQ-SO2p-XsI/AAAAAAAAADY/mMZuT_xuRIs/s1600-h/2659279325_372f00c115+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264587273306791618" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SQ-SO2p-XsI/AAAAAAAAADY/mMZuT_xuRIs/s320/2659279325_372f00c115+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;all i wanna dream is to be with edward cullen.. haha.. em so addicted to the twilight saga..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still don't fill like posting my sembreak thoughts.. maybe next time.. i'll post it all.. haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, i'll make thsi short. i'll just share with you my new pic.. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-5539890373904715426?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/5539890373904715426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=5539890373904715426' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/5539890373904715426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/5539890373904715426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2008/11/2nd-day-of-class.html' title='2nd day of class..'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SQ-SO2p-XsI/AAAAAAAAADY/mMZuT_xuRIs/s72-c/2659279325_372f00c115+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-1541161843370224458</id><published>2008-10-25T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T21:11:42.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SEMBREAK BITES</title><content type='html'>sembreak..&lt;br /&gt;i'm so broke but i'm happy.. =)&lt;br /&gt;i have so many things to share.. but i'm soo not in the mood to type.. haha&lt;br /&gt;but i'll keep you posted as soon as get back on my toes..&lt;br /&gt;i've been so into TWILIGHT these days.. yum.. wanna be a vampire.. hihi..&lt;br /&gt;nywei, i just drop by..&lt;br /&gt;i've been keeping track with my whereabouts anyways.. i'll post what i have to share soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-1541161843370224458?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/1541161843370224458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=1541161843370224458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/1541161843370224458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/1541161843370224458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2008/10/sembreak-bites.html' title='SEMBREAK BITES'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-8945582792321746812</id><published>2008-10-12T20:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T20:50:40.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SBARRO DELIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SPLD-g5qSKI/AAAAAAAAADI/gznX883a3H4/s1600-h/IMG_1698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256479193845876898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SPLD-g5qSKI/AAAAAAAAADI/gznX883a3H4/s200/IMG_1698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SPLDjUbXqMI/AAAAAAAAADA/Lktfv0Ecbx0/s1600-h/IMG_1704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256478726641133762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SPLDjUbXqMI/AAAAAAAAADA/Lktfv0Ecbx0/s200/IMG_1704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SPLESl3atqI/AAAAAAAAADQ/j7Tn3KPMAmc/s1600-h/IMG_1703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256479538776028834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SPLESl3atqI/AAAAAAAAADQ/j7Tn3KPMAmc/s200/IMG_1703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;another wastefull day at school so we decided to just pamper ourselves at sbarro.. my fave resto for all time.. this was last oct. 6.. the first picture was me via and me having taht weird look. haha.. then its dada, me, and via. dada didn't order at sbarro she take away her kenny meal and ate with us. =) then the last pic was my half ziti with meat and alfredo sauce before i conquered it. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-8945582792321746812?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/8945582792321746812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=8945582792321746812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/8945582792321746812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/8945582792321746812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2008/10/sbarro-delight.html' title='SBARRO DELIGHT'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SPLD-g5qSKI/AAAAAAAAADI/gznX883a3H4/s72-c/IMG_1698.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-2995967456574681005</id><published>2008-10-12T19:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T19:53:47.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday rush</title><content type='html'>10.12.08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really didn't paln going to gateway but because cyrill pleased, i came. i was with cesar. we headed to cineplex in hopes of watching I-WITNESS Docufest. there we met bhe, tj, sarrah and mikel. sonny was there also but he's with other company. after falling in line for several minutes, there came a man who told us that there's no more tickets. darn! what a waste. we came tehre for nothing. and the person who convinced me to go there isn't there yet. cesar and i decidedto wait for her and convince her to go to trinoma if ever. but it isnt possible because we found out that they're going to party later. so we just ate at mcdo araneta. de vear was there. damn that old psycho prof! itchan and dee came over. dee made some flirting with the psycopath in hopes of uplifting our grades somehow.. haha. going back, having enough chicken, float and helluva fries, ceas and i decided to leave na. we took mrt shaw eh i payed for ortigas lang pala. haha. my bad. we took the next train back nalang. then we went home na kasi mega is almost closing. oh it was a long day though it started late.. but damn it was fun.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-2995967456574681005?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/2995967456574681005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=2995967456574681005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/2995967456574681005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/2995967456574681005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2008/10/saturday-rush.html' title='saturday rush'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-3712279812209653685</id><published>2008-10-12T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T19:40:51.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OCTOBER 10</title><content type='html'>today is such a waste. i went to coc to have my final exam then it was cancelled. It was a relief for me though, i didn't review kasi. hihi. I feel for via kasi she awsn't able to bring her notebook. It wasrecorded kanina. Good thing i brought mine. Anyways, the sem is supposed to be over by tomorrow but we still can't breathe easy because of that Multimedia Crap taht we're doin'. i could finish it by myself in 3 days. shit. IDK what's Mael's problem. She makes thinsg complicated for all of us. Then the credit would not be ours in the end! Damn her! Sometime I like as an adviser for she gives good life lessons but as an instructor, NO WAY! Oh well, at least we're done with other subjects. and oh... FUCK U DE VERA!!! You kae us worry a lot. I dont want any abck subjects. Especially these minors. huhu. I have grades to amintain.. And I have goals to fulfill. huhuhu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-3712279812209653685?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/3712279812209653685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=3712279812209653685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/3712279812209653685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/3712279812209653685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2008/10/october-10.html' title='OCTOBER 10'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-3362190865354100049</id><published>2008-10-06T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T20:31:04.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i eye eagle eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SOrUplRSviI/AAAAAAAAABY/uHXsG-_0qzU/s1600-h/eagle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SOrUplRSviI/AAAAAAAAABY/uHXsG-_0qzU/s320/eagle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254245726125473314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The safeguard we do to treasure liberty becomes threat to liberty itself"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Headache strikes again. I fear its migraine this time. No way. I did my animal farm book review last night for my World Literature requirement. I started doing my eagle eye review but i fell asleep. I promised a friend that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; blog about the movie so here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly didn't absorb the movie in terms of its context because I checked it the afternoon after my birthday. I was so dizzy while in the movie house. My mom was kinda sleepy too so I can't expect any opinions from her. I was just after the cinematography then. It was superb. The shots were spectacular. Overall, the used close shots. Very long shots are really seldom I think They just used it on reaction shots. The shots are very similar to that in "Transformers" and "Disturbia" Shia is really hot. I heart him now. haha. Anyways, the lightings are okay. The ambiance of the movie is slightly dark kaya its given. I like the part before the title comes out of teh scene. The shot is about the monitor of a gun I think and then an explosion pops then the title was revealed. The execution is great. Kudos to the editor. He did great. Eagle Eye I could see is a non-traditional film. its context is new and the shots are candid. It was Spielberg produced what do we expect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could watch it again. Then I can already comment on its story. I somehow catch its gist but I didnt really grasp everything. I'll try to buy a DVD copy of this film. (Of course it'll be pirated! haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-3362190865354100049?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/3362190865354100049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=3362190865354100049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/3362190865354100049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/3362190865354100049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-eye-eagle-eye.html' title='i eye eagle eye'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SOrUplRSviI/AAAAAAAAABY/uHXsG-_0qzU/s72-c/eagle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-6860289156648122890</id><published>2008-10-05T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T20:32:40.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LEGALLY...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SPK5dasMWMI/AAAAAAAAABg/bXIZJwb3Gi8/s1600-h/102-6170.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256467630126815426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SPK5dasMWMI/AAAAAAAAABg/bXIZJwb3Gi8/s200/102-6170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SPK5xXDBnYI/AAAAAAAAABo/TLjli5JXBF8/s1600-h/102-6127.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256467972746222978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SPK5xXDBnYI/AAAAAAAAABo/TLjli5JXBF8/s200/102-6127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SPK7k--6pQI/AAAAAAAAACg/yhFQHIeOhpA/s1600-h/102-6124.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256469959151363330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SPK7k--6pQI/AAAAAAAAACg/yhFQHIeOhpA/s200/102-6124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"  &gt;CYRILL. EDU. BHE. CYRACE &amp;amp; BONG. DAH. VIA. JOSHUA. ISAI. GELI. JANPOL. CHAI, JON &amp;amp; NANE. BELI &amp;amp; TONIO. BERNARD. SONNY. BESPREN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK YOU SO MUCH YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I APPRECIATE!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;thanks din to vincent for making effort sa card... nakaktouch!! to glen, ij, pj, chad and red.. tnx sa advanced na gift! hehe at sa lahat ng nagtext, bumati sa fs, multiply at sa lahat.. tnx talaga!! aun lang.. haha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-6860289156648122890?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/6860289156648122890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=6860289156648122890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/6860289156648122890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/6860289156648122890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-legal.html' title='LEGALLY...'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SPK5dasMWMI/AAAAAAAAABg/bXIZJwb3Gi8/s72-c/102-6170.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-4886705529136520860</id><published>2008-10-01T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:03:00.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>randon questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;pampalipas oras lang.. ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: A special friend whose name startswith 'S'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A: Sheila, my cousin =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Q: 6th person on your featured friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A: ish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Q: What did your last message say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A: adbvance happy birthday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Q: How many times has your profilebeen viewed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A: 14 since yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Q: What's your shout out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A: live for me.. die for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Q: Current mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A: so-so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Q: What did you do last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A: read a book, txt till I drop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Q: What's the word you say a lot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A: please..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Q: What is the last thing you drank?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A: fit n ryt pineapple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Q: What was the first thing you said to someone this mOrning and who was it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A: MUHUR, merning.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Q: Do you watch TV?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A: who doesn’t?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Q: What should you be doing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A: schoolworks… err&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Q: Do you believe in love at firstsight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A: NOPE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Q: Are you a heavy sleeper?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A: not much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Q: Last time you used a skateboard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A: never used..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Q: Best movie you've seen in the pasttwo weeks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A: can’t remember.. I’ll check a movie later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Q: Whats your favorite form of travel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A: anything will do.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Q: Next place you'll go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A: megamol.. as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Q: Next movie you want to see:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A: after eagle eye, I’d like to see high school musical 3..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Q: car you want to have?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A: Audi.. kahit anung model.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Q: Next time you're going out?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A: later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Q: Next thing you're going to savemoney for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A: brand new fone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Q: Next time that you will drinkalcohol:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A: tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Q: Next place you'll take vacation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A: dunno..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-4886705529136520860?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/4886705529136520860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=4886705529136520860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/4886705529136520860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/4886705529136520860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2008/10/randon-questions.html' title='randon questions'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-8603659259779491263</id><published>2008-09-29T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T03:32:07.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BFF</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SOCtDg0ivrI/AAAAAAAAABM/FOO7H3UR_Kc/s1600-h/bff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 140px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SOCtDg0ivrI/AAAAAAAAABM/FOO7H3UR_Kc/s400/bff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251387441375526578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i’d like you to meet someone.. CESAR! He’s my best friend.. I have soo many best friends pero Cesar’s different.. He’s my no.1 guy friend in the world. He was my classmate when I was in grade 1, then from the 3rd to 6th grade. I also spent ¾ of my HS with him as my classmate. Well, we have so many things in common we’re both mean. Ahaha. We’re both vain. But we’re intelligent, practical, candid, and we both love to party. We hate chaka people. Hahahahaha. Anyways, I’ll tell a story. Cesar and I became super known to each other on the 3rd grade when he slapped me on the face. I was on my way home then. I really don’t know why he did that so I panicked and ran home crying, my mom confronted him and the next day I found out we’re ok na. you know elementary kids. Ahaha. We we’rent really close when we were young. But we’re always together, in contests, and other extra curricular activities in elementary. We’re bright kids you know! Then we entered highschool together. We didn’t really planned it but the results really made us classmates. Then we started getting along more often. We always go home together. We’re with gellie and kathrine in first year. Damn I wonder where’s kathrine now. Gellie’s doing good with van. Going back, Cesar and I spent most of our time together making laet to the unlucky people. Haha. We’re not bad. We’re just being honest. Then when we we’re in 4th year, we have to part.. I was transferred to another section. I was so sad back then, but cesar never left me naman. He was just upset when he found out that I was with my eww ex. Oh well. Although gellie and I had an issue, cesar was still there. It was between the trhree of us. And before we graduate, gellie and I patch things up and we three are happy. In college, we had to go separately, we all have our own aspirations and we pursue it. we never stopped seeing each other to check the happenings. When Ekis and I broke up, Cesar was the first person to celebrate. Oh well, this guy loves me so much. He believes I don’t deserve a crap. Well, I too realized that. And I soo love my best friend too. I appreciate it when he makes time going to the special events of mine, be it my SantacruzaN, my birthday, our play, my first ever pageant, and many more. I often see him during gimmicks na lang kasi we’re all busy pero we’re always in touch. Specially when we’retalkinga bout some people on our list. Haha. anyways, that’s the abridged version of me and my bestfriends’s story.. =) I am so ganado to type kea yan.. haha.. ciao..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-8603659259779491263?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/8603659259779491263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=8603659259779491263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/8603659259779491263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/8603659259779491263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2008/09/bff.html' title='BFF'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SOCtDg0ivrI/AAAAAAAAABM/FOO7H3UR_Kc/s72-c/bff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-6666494759354001709</id><published>2008-09-27T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T03:42:07.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COPE UP!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;link style="font-family: verdana;" rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CPC10%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype style="font-family: verdana;" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="City"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype style="font-family: verdana;" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;style&gt; st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:Calibri; 	mso-font-alt:"Century Gothic"; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:swiss; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:-1610611985 1073750139 0 0 159 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin-top:0in; 	margin-right:0in; 	margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	margin-left:0in; 	line-height:115%; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:11.0pt; 	font-family:Calibri; 	mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.0in 1.0in 1.0in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:shapedefaults ext="edit" spidmax="1026"&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:shapelayout ext="edit"&gt;   &lt;o:idmap ext="edit" data="1"&gt;  &lt;/o:shapelayout&gt;&lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Define BUSY&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is MAMA BER’S birthday. Happy 43! Yey! But it isn’t rest day. I’ve got lots of things to do. I reserved my entire day tomorrow for the 11st bday celeb of my cousin MOTI. I wont attend the screening for Fmodels!!!! Hahaha. I love my life!!! And my values are so intact pa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Going back, I’ve &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;been so busy with my life I didn’t blog for quite a long time. I just opened my FS through my fone. FCUK globe! Their rates are expensive. Anyways, I have some unpublished posts and quite a lot to share =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I made this on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt;, I was so confused and pissed with myself. Well its over but I still felt like posting it… I never opened this up to anyone because I know they know it anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate myself for having this kind of attitude towards my friends. No, I mean no romantic thingy here. It is super weird of me to act this way. Why do I always keep myself distant to my friends whenever I feel that they are trying to push themselves a lil bit closer to me? Ugh. It happened many times but still I can’t help myself from doing it. This isn’t panic attack! I hate to say but I seem to hug this paradigm that when things tend to get extra special, they get extra complicated too. Tsk. I hate losing friends. Maybe that’s why I hate pulling them closer. I mean, I don’t need extra attachments anyway. Maybe I’m just too content with the closest ones I have. Adding more to them would just bring disaster. I am open to other friends but you know, it’s hard to make them step closer like my old trusted buds do. Ooh.. I’m so hard to please. Maybe they are true when they say I’m suplada. I ‘m soo choosy. Haha. but you know, this is me. I don’t have to please everyone, the same way as they don’t have to please me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SEPTEMBER 24&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hosted GInoong Marino ’08 at T.I.P. Cubao yesterday. It was a blast. I thought I couldn’t handle it but we get by. I gained a friend, JR, hwe was my co-host. And I was able to spend time with my “itay”, Bernard. It was a tiring day and it was raining. After the event we didn’t go home right away. Bernard and I stayed for like an hour somewhere here in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Pasig&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to catch up with things and to wait for the rain to at least stop a bit. And I also met a producer; he asked me if I could model. I didn’t answer because I know I have doubts with myself. But you know it’s flattering. Oh that’s it. Got things to do pa. ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sept25&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I am so scared. Security-blanket-check again. I know I have my flaws, I am no good. But I know I have potentials. And I appreciate those people who believe in me. There are thing I can’t post here. But I just needed to vent out. I have my dreams but I also have my values. I was just too overwhelmed when I said I can somehow convince myself to do modeling with whatever extent but I will still hold on to my beliefs. I won’t pursue it. I appreciate the kindness of “direk” but I have doubts. I am no prostitute material. If it’s for me, maybe somehow I’ll be discovered, well if not, I don’t care. I have my ultimate goals. And I’m better of as a smart kid than a sexy kid. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, those are the blogs I wasn’t able to post.. haha.. very EMO!&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/753863484026597186-6666494759354001709?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/6666494759354001709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=6666494759354001709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/6666494759354001709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/6666494759354001709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2008/09/cope-up.html' title='COPE UP!!'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-4530757340310384316</id><published>2008-09-14T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T01:42:50.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>playdead for a week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;for almost a week i've been idle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i couldn't believe i never opened my fs, multiply, and i wasn't able to blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;it's hard though, but i was able to do the more important things anyway. first i was able to add something on my useless PolGov notebook ( i really dont know why we need to rewrite the stupid overpriced book we bought). second, i got my breads  from mayor. haha. it's gone with the wind. third, i was able to pamper myself. galivanting as usual =). i bought a new sandals. it has red print on it. dunno where will i use ikt but its relly cute. fourth, i get to do a good deed for my sibs, i bought comething for them! mind you it's my own money. fifth, i was able to pay my debts, haha. load credits, requirements, and others. and then i was a able to rest. for a day atleast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;oh well, it seems that the days i spent while being idle is somehow worth it. somehow?! (i heard somebody had missed the hell of me for a week, iu'm not guilty!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;but oh, there's something i regret not doing.. we weren't able to finish our top secret job! tsk. it's almost due and i doubt if we could finish it till sat next week. tsk. i'll just keep you posted. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;au revoir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-4530757340310384316?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/4530757340310384316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=4530757340310384316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/4530757340310384316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/4530757340310384316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2008/09/playdead-for-week.html' title='playdead for a week'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-4597480655555483069</id><published>2008-09-06T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T00:52:04.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FCUK YOU GLOBE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;i can't send messages.what's wrong with GLOBE? i received super delayed texts. hmm.. i can't send group messages. i'm not expecting a message from anyone naman eh.. pero malay ko ba? haha.. i miss someone. sana he misses me too.. haha.. wala lang.. i just felt sayang ang unlimited ko for today.. haha.. damn! im soooooooo bored.. but atleast my day is so-so.. i'm not pissed. i'm not irritated.. i don't get to see "it". haha. imma eat nalang nga.. i'm starving.. ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-4597480655555483069?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/4597480655555483069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=4597480655555483069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/4597480655555483069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/4597480655555483069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2008/09/fcuk-you-globe.html' title='FCUK YOU GLOBE!'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-3968306205873374107</id><published>2008-09-03T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T19:05:55.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IT sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SL9vyQVrUBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6Q-j5HbZu_s/s1600-h/102-3866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242031400452575250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SL9vyQVrUBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6Q-j5HbZu_s/s320/102-3866.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;got this pic from ayvee's multiply. i look weird here. i actually made this my fs primary pic.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"IT"- term we use to pertain to that person.. we can neither classify him as a boy or a girl. IT's not even human kasi. but IT's in the form of man. IT is a monster. haha. IT will overuse you and refuse to give something back in return. Or even thank you or do back the favor. IT sucks. It always ruin my day. haha. IT will die soon. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the light, i had a gret time yesterday. i had a gurl bonding with my mom.. =) she payed for my solutions @ flawless. we ate ice cream @ dq. i had a new pair of contacts ( but i still prefer my old one, i'll buy a piece of teh same color so i can still use it). i ate a lot. atleast i get to forget my irritations yesterdat. haha.. its not an err that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ciao&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-3968306205873374107?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/3968306205873374107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=3968306205873374107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/3968306205873374107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/3968306205873374107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-sucks.html' title='IT sucks'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SL9vyQVrUBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6Q-j5HbZu_s/s72-c/102-3866.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753863484026597186.post-6578694657474397837</id><published>2008-09-02T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T19:08:13.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>walang title</title><content type='html'>what a nice way of starting a blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. this was published on my multiply a while ago.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so hate septembers talaga.. I prepared my self for many stupid things this month pero you know what ruined my september? Irritations. i saw this guy who used to stalk me wayback in highschool. He even dared ask me for my number. the nerve. So un, i pannicked and napababa ako ng wala sa oras, i have to take another jeep pa para makasakay papuntang COC. And those ugly PDA couples i get to see everytime i go to school. Start it from those i see on jeepneys and fxs, why don't they just get a room and cuddle there all day. it's ok naman to hold hands in public, pero to to that in front of a lot of people, attention getter? tsk.. kainis talaga.. idagdag mu pa yung bwiset na chakang chimay and houseboy tandem na nakikita ko every tuesdays and fridays sa room next to ours.. yuck... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o well, i just need to vent out.. i'll be fine.. lilipas din ang september.. haha.. sana amy mangyari naman maganda this month...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753863484026597186-6578694657474397837?l=marielratani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/feeds/6578694657474397837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753863484026597186&amp;postID=6578694657474397837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/6578694657474397837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753863484026597186/posts/default/6578694657474397837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marielratani.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-nice-way-of-starting-blog.html' title='walang title'/><author><name>yvella feist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03895070292395365104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IpoyL1qvRSw/SMIv7kqOabI/AAAAAAAAAAg/IQC_dEgWnD0/S220/Larawan013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
