<?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-7887534</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:23:50.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>winnycute</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-115569889653943128</id><published>2006-08-16T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T11:28:16.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What kind of baby are you?</title><content type='html'>hehe I got this from an email.. It describes me perfectly so Im posting it here haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oct &lt;br /&gt; Loves to chat. Loves those who love them. Loves to takes things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn't pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly.  Brave and fearless. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care to control emotions. Unpredictable.  Extremely smart, but definitely the hottest AND sexiest of them all. repost this in 5 mins or you will not meet the love of your life for 10 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-115569889653943128?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/115569889653943128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=115569889653943128' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/115569889653943128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/115569889653943128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-kind-of-baby-are-you.html' title='What kind of baby are you?'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-115331852205117420</id><published>2006-07-19T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T16:21:48.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RACIAL DISCRIMINATION?! I DONT THINK SO BUDDY!!!</title><content type='html'>Today, I was feeling really sleepy and tired because I woke up at around 6am. I arrived at skul at around 8am to help out with the UP swap event that Englicom has planned for today. Then I had an exam in quatech. After the exam, Im already wiped out and ready to go to bed. Haha... So when I attended the relstri class, I fell asleep. But while sleeping I heard my prof talking about the chinese. Being the "patriot" that Iam, I immediately woke up. But to my utter surprise, he is talking about filipino and chinese inter marriage and how it is a racial discrimination that chinese are not allowed to marry filipino. He makes it sound like the chinese people are discriminating the filipino because they dont have money and we do. First and foremost, I believe that anyone who has eyes and ears would know that the reason why we have money is because chinese people are extremely hardworking and thrifty to the point of being stingy. We have all heard atories of how our grandparents used to sell bottles of beer, taho and the likes then later on due to perseverance, we became rich. And who benefits the most from all this? We!!! the third generation chinese. Thanks to our parents and grandparents work, we were able to live with comfort. Therefore, the filipinos, not wnating to work hard for money because most of them are lazy to do so, decided to marry for money. My statement is not without a supporting basis. My cousin, who wanted to marry a filipino was disowned by my aunt who was filthy rich. After he was disowned, the filipino girl left him. She told him, : "bakit? kaya mo ba ako buhayin ngayon wala ka ng mana sa nanay mo?" My mom who always stay in grace to gossip with other housewives during mornings would often tell me how those filipino women who married a chinese would say that: "Sarap ng buhay pag chinese asawa mo, sana mamatay na biyenan(mother in law) ko para sa akin na mga pera nila. Tanga tanga kasi mga chinese na babae eh... Yan tuloy wala silang asawa kami meron." Hearing this things often makes my blood bopil to 1000 degrees celsius!!! Now, to go to the main reasons why we are not allowed to intermarry with people of other race. First, the chinese value their culture and tradition very much. We have what is called "chuan zong jie dai" Which means that the generation must be continued. We have been preserving our tradition and culture for almost 5000 years. That professor has abslutely no right of saying that we are discriminating them. The reason why the chinese have to bear at least one son in a family is for that family name to be carried on till eternity. Think about this, if the chinese son married a filipino, their children would be half chinese who are also most of the time not accepted by the chinese people as legitimate future son/daughter in law. Then they will have a big chance of marrying a filipino. The chinese heritage would be lost somewhere along the way because the then chinese blood became filipino blood. Is tradition preserved? Is culture preserved? NO!!! The reason why China can emerge from the ashes of war to one of the most powerful countries today is because of this nationalism that every chinese have within them. In just a short span of 50 years, China was able to overtake almost every asian country. Look at the philippines, they dont love their culture, they marry just about anyone. Let me ask this question, is there a pure, 100% filipino today? No, they are a mixed culture. That's because they didnt preserve their culture well enough. They dont love their country as much as the chinese, the japanese or the koreans do. They say that the kamikaze warriors are stupid. But for me, they are the bravest heros. Because they are willing to give up their lives for their country. Instead of putting the blame on every president that they elect, maybe they should examine themselves first. They are not disciplined enough and they certainly dont have what it takes to get out of this shit that they are currently into. Just look at the things thet cheer for. They cheer for manny pacquiao. saying that he is a hero. Because of what?! What did he do? He just won a boxing game. The chinese people were united and jubilant when China became host for the 2008 olympics game. The same thing happened when Yang Li Wei became the first asian on the moon. Every single chinese can be seen following the TV, waiting for the announcement. When the announcement came that beijing will host the olympics game, the entire chinese people cheered. People were hugging each other, those inside the car were honking their car horns, people shouted, laughed and cried. It was a moment in their life that they could not forget. China is no longer the weak man of asia. We were united. Chinese from all over the world cheered. Though they are away from HOME, their hearts are HOME. That is what we call national pride. Not someone winning a couple of boxing games. Now, that professor should teach his students to love their country before he say those stupid things!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-115331852205117420?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/115331852205117420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=115331852205117420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/115331852205117420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/115331852205117420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2006/07/racial-discrimination-i-dont-think-so.html' title='RACIAL DISCRIMINATION?! I DONT THINK SO BUDDY!!!'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-115302752561593738</id><published>2006-07-16T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T13:25:25.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Judge Pao(Pao qing tian)</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since Iv last posted in my blog. My blog has already drowned in the deep brown river of pasig as my friends would often tease me. Ive been preoccupied with exams,papers,my business and other stuffs for the past few months. One day, after feeling super stressed out with work and reasoning to myself that I should not live my life like this, I decided to watch the dvd that Ive bought a long time ago. I was engrossed in the series right after I popped it into the dvd player. The chinese series documents the story of pao qing tian when he was still young(around 20 yrs old). It is a very interesting series since it's like the chinese version of csi. As we can see in csi, they have highly advanced equipment to help them with processing the crime scene. Judge pao had nothing but his logic, what the crime scene left him with and some needles and white cloth. Judge pao came from a very poor family. His father died when he was still a young child. His greedy cousin cheated him of his inheritance and thus, judge pao and his young mother is left with nothing. Though judge pao is poor, but he is extremely intelligent. Because of this, the school headmaster allowed him to work for the school while studying. The series tells the cases that he solved while he is still a young man studying for the national examination which when he aced it and got high grades will make him a government official. Im inspired by this man. Who, despite his environment can make it in the world he lived in. Who, despite all odds, made a point to find the truth no matter what it is. Who, became one of the most popular historical being because of his wit, benevolence, justice and undying loyalty to his country and the people he served. That's just what the Philippines need... A judge pao who will serve for justice's sake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-115302752561593738?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/115302752561593738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=115302752561593738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/115302752561593738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/115302752561593738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2006/07/judge-paopao-qing-tian.html' title='Judge Pao(Pao qing tian)'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-114536840618317465</id><published>2006-04-18T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T21:53:26.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grades</title><content type='html'>April 17 yesterday is our course card day... I got the following grades:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Market2 - 3.5&lt;br /&gt;Manpers - 3.5&lt;br /&gt;Comsta2 - 3.0&lt;br /&gt;Accom2b - 2.0&lt;br /&gt;Intphil - 2.0&lt;br /&gt;Partcor - 1.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rily sucks coz im expecting to get a 2.0 in partcor but I didnt!!! I got a 1.0. That's rily unfair considering what kind of teacher she is. She's rily boring as in parang tranquilizer! tpos she gives super low grades pa. The highest in our class is 2.5. Im happy with intphil though coz I expect to get a 1.0 but I got a 2.0!!! hehe long live ms velasco!!! hehe she's a rily great prof. hehe enroll in her class!!! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-114536840618317465?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/114536840618317465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=114536840618317465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/114536840618317465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/114536840618317465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2006/04/grades.html' title='grades'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-114405784403119104</id><published>2006-04-03T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T17:50:44.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>choices</title><content type='html'>Everyone has to make choices in their lives. Some big,some small. I had that experience before when I had to decide whether Im going to continue studying in UST or transfer to my dream school DLSU. I chose DLSU of course as you all know that's why I know the three creatures named kaye,glynnys and annabel. HEHE Im now confronted with another choice. Im already 20. And Im thinking of whether I should continue living with my parents or should I just move out. Rent myself a dorm,get a job and finish college by supporting myself. One of my cousin was also confronted with those two choices... Well,he chose to leave his parents and live by himself. He ended up as a bad person. A vagabond. If you will like to term it that way. I was still a child when all of that happened. I could not understand then why he has to leave and make a mess oout of his life. But I think Im finally getting the picture now. His parents are pressuring him too much that if he doesnt leave, he will drive himself crazy. But why didnt he become successful? Like he ought to be? SO that his parents would be proved wrong? Maybe he is in a different situation than me. Somewhere along the road of life, we will find ourselves in an intersection, we must make a choice on where we will go. Im trying to do what's right. Only that I dont know what's right anymore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-114405784403119104?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/114405784403119104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=114405784403119104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/114405784403119104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/114405784403119104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2006/04/choices.html' title='choices'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-114326240682684926</id><published>2006-03-25T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T12:53:26.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one you love or the one who loves you?</title><content type='html'>And now... The million dollar question! Who should you choose?The one you love or the one who loves you? Often times we hear people say that you should choose the one who loves you rather than the person you love but does not love you. That way, you will be happier. But will you really be happy with someone whom you dont love? It is also a way of taking advantage of that person's love. Hay... It's really difficult when the person you truly madly deeply loves onlysee you as a friend... I have wanted to tell him how I feel but the words just won't come out... Help me anyone... Sanrio knows who he is... hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-114326240682684926?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/114326240682684926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=114326240682684926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/114326240682684926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/114326240682684926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2006/03/one-you-love-or-one-who-loves-you.html' title='The one you love or the one who loves you?'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-114308817615219987</id><published>2006-03-23T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T12:50:02.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on the philosophy of Kant</title><content type='html'>We always wonder on the much debated topic: "Is there a God?" The atheist would say that there is no God. God is a mere projection of man's perfected image. People long to be perfect, thus, they came up with an image of someone who they are not. Someone who is all powerful, omnipresent, omniscience and etc... A superman, if you would like to term it that way and then worship that image. Believing that there is that someone who is perfect and who has cause everything that exists on the face of the earth to exist. This theory is contradicted by St. Thomas Aquinas' five theory proving the existence of God. The first theory is about the first mover theory stating that there should be an unmoved mover, the second is the theory on order of the universe. Our body is a miracle in itself. It functions well without our brain asking the digestive system to digest the food we eat and etc. But Feurbach is saying another thing... Just because St. thomas aquinas came up with those theories doesnt necessary mean that there is a God who is responsible for all this. We all know from physics that matter neither creates nor destroys. So... here comes Kant, he said that we know things by first experiencing them then understanding them. We have to experience them and then understand to really know. He says that God is a factor of pure reason. Dont ask me... This is my philisophy class. I dont even know what they are talking about. someone help me!!!!!!! waaaah!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-114308817615219987?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/114308817615219987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=114308817615219987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/114308817615219987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/114308817615219987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2006/03/on-philosophy-of-kant.html' title='on the philosophy of Kant'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-114208012538761307</id><published>2006-03-11T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T20:28:45.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fearless</title><content type='html'>1... 2... march... 1... 2... march...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All throughtout Tianjin, foreign soldiers can be seen marching. This is one of the last scenes in the movie "Fearless"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, I watched Jet Li's last movie "Fearless" with my mom... I was reluctant to watch at first because the Movie poster seemed boring. But I was proved really wrong the moment I stepped inside the Movie house. Fearless is anything but boring. It is a movie about a man named Huo Yuan Jia. Huo Yuan Jia lived during the latter days of the manchu dynasty. It is at this point of chinese history that the chinese were oppressed and bullied by foreigners in our own country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a time when the chinese were labeled as the "sick man of asia"&lt;br /&gt;When our dignity was swept and trampled upon by foreign powers who are stronger and more powerful than us, one man stood out to prove them wrong. And he is Huo.. Yuan.. Jia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, Huo is not a saint, he too commits mistakes. He used to be a very arrogant man. Using his kung fu to fight with other kung fu masters. His motive? To be the number one in Tianjin. But when his mother and most beloved daughter was killed by the adopted son of a man he accidentally killed while on a duel, he realized that he was wrong. He went on to live in a province and several years later, he returned to Tianjin. He was shocked at what Tianjin has become. Foreigners are everywhere and the chinese became more and more poor. Thus, he made up his mind to unite the chinese and fight against the foreign powers. His school "Jing Wu Men" still exists up to this day. There is a one liner in the movie that Huo said which struck me the most. He said: "One cannot choose how he will be born but he can choose how he will end his life" Huo was poisoned by the Japanese because they saw that he is winning the battle. The foreigners want the chinese to be left with nothing to be proud of. They want us to be deprived of the one thing that keeps us going during those hard times. Our dignity. And Huo is not about to let the foreigners do that. Even though he is already poisoned, he still fought the japanese kung fu master. Even the japanese kung fu master was moved. In the end, Huo was declared the winner but he died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you guys think that this will be my first post after several months of isolating my blog? I dont know, I guess Im just disappointed by some of the chinese now. I mean you dont have to be a patriot or something to China. Just be someone who will be there when China needs you... Think about the sacrifices our forefathers have made... I will keep on posting until I whack some sense out of these thiord generation chinese who thinks that they are Filipinos. Anyway, Im super duper moved by the movie. That's all... hehe happy reading!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-114208012538761307?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/114208012538761307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=114208012538761307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/114208012538761307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/114208012538761307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2006/03/fearless.html' title='Fearless'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-113686287262817577</id><published>2006-01-10T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T11:40:35.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shanghai trip</title><content type='html'>Day 01: December 29,2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We boarded the plane and then arrived in shanghai. We stayed in the hotel the whole day since it's 7pm already when we arrived in Shanghai. After that, we had dinner. Dinner is soooooo delicious...(pwi pwi si) haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Then, we proceed to the hotel to sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 02: December 30,2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We had breakfast at the hotel. The breakfast is not so good but anyways... haha it is 4-5degrees celsius. hehe its so cold... made me think of 98 degrees. joke i know its corny. haha we had our city tour. We visit the bund(shanghai tan). Inside the bund is a park. During the 17th century, when the foreigners had sliced the china ino spheres of influence, the foreigners who are in control of china built this park. Then they put a sign outside. The sign read : "Dogs and CHINESE not allowed." The sign is still there now. But of course, not to keep dogs and chinese away from the park, but to remind the chinese people that we were once bullied by the foreigners because our country is weak. Thus, all chinese shopuld unite to make China strong and powerful so that no one would dare look down upon us again. After the bund, we just went sightseeing in shanghai. We visited Hyatt Hotel. Currently the highest building in China with the fastest elevator. It has 88floors. The elevator took us to the 88th floor in a matter of only 60s time. WOW! haha We had dinner and kaboom! back to hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Day 03: December 31,2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We visited shanghai museum and nanjing road today. haha there are so many interesting stuffs that one can look at in the shanghai museum. Relics of our ancestors. Things which were treasured by our forefathers. Nanjing road is really nice. The roads are clean. The shops are beautiful. Haha there are many boutiques which sell clothes but unfortunately, they are selling winter clothes because its winter at that time!!! Grrr... We had dinner then we went to nanjing road again for the countdown concert featuring many big stars like: JACKY CHAN, JOLIN, 5566,and other taiwanese groups i dont know. haha jay chou was coming but because of something, he didnt come. hehe The fireworks is superb!!! I have never seen such beautiful fireworks in my entire life! Its like dancing in the sky. In the end, the fireworks even flashed the words (Happy new Year) in chinese! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-113686287262817577?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/113686287262817577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=113686287262817577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/113686287262817577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/113686287262817577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2006/01/shanghai-trip.html' title='Shanghai trip'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-113579182210166365</id><published>2005-12-29T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T01:43:42.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New camera, new vacation trip!!!</title><content type='html'>haha at long last, after much wailing and gnashing of teeth, my parents finally agreed to buy me a digital camera. The good thing is, Im allowed to choose!!! HA! I wonder what has gotten into my parents who are really stingy. anyway, I should be thankful that I have a camera now. yipee!!! Dont have to wait for people to upload pictures anymore!!! HAHA I decided to get myself a exilim z57. Though my first choice is the incredibly cool s600, my parents think that it is a waste of money since the only difference between the two models is the casing of the s600 is silver blue while that of the z57 is boring plain silver. haha here are pics of my new cam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/EX-Z57-front.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/EX-Z57-back.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, we will board a plane going to shanghai. Am so excited to visit that place. I have heard lots of wonderful things about shanghai. Some people even say that shanghai is a better place than new york! Dont know if that's true. I guess I will have to see for myself. Hehe I will post more pictures once I get back!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advance happy new year to all!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-113579182210166365?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/113579182210166365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=113579182210166365' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/113579182210166365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/113579182210166365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-camera-new-vacation-trip.html' title='New camera, new vacation trip!!!'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-113483555661932463</id><published>2005-12-18T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T00:05:56.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas party</title><content type='html'>today the mikxters have a christmas party at walter's house. Irdrich picked me up and we ate at tasty then we went to walter's house for dvd marathon. We watched exorcism of emily rose. The movie isnt scary. It quite boring actually. Then we waited for zent to arrive. After he arrived, we played lots of nice games. We have trivia and stuffs... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is known as the face who launched a thousand ships?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post your answer in my tag board and you'll receive a prize. no cheating allowed!!! I was able to answer that one. am so proud of myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-113483555661932463?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/113483555661932463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=113483555661932463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/113483555661932463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/113483555661932463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-party.html' title='Christmas party'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-113220348397470928</id><published>2005-11-17T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T12:58:03.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>schedule for next term</title><content type='html'>hello... this is my schedule for next term:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;920-1020 comsta2&lt;br /&gt;1030-1130 accom2b&lt;br /&gt;1140-1240 intphil&lt;br /&gt;940-1110 manpers&lt;br /&gt;100-230 partcor&lt;br /&gt;240-410 market2&lt;br /&gt;orient2 c32&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-113220348397470928?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/113220348397470928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=113220348397470928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/113220348397470928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/113220348397470928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/11/schedule-for-next-term.html' title='schedule for next term'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-112999963866991424</id><published>2005-10-23T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T00:53:23.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shenzhou VI</title><content type='html'>a few days ago, china launched its second spaceship(man on space). It flew for a total of 155hours breaking world record. the longest before is 2 days i think. la lng. im just sharing this wonderful news. Im just happy that Im living in an era where my country is gaining prestige. haha maybe its because im born in this era. JOKE!!! anyways, im dedicating to post to my beloved motherland. by the way, oct 1 is the national day of china. so my blog for this month will be customized chinese style. ayt? il change the song temporarily... hehe Last but not the least: LONG LIVE TO CHINA AND HOPE YOU'LL BE THE GREATEST COUNTRY EVER ON EARTH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-112999963866991424?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/112999963866991424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=112999963866991424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/112999963866991424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/112999963866991424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/10/shenzhou-vi.html' title='shenzhou VI'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-112713048006426948</id><published>2005-09-19T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T13:15:38.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>series of unfortunate events</title><content type='html'>School just started recently. Homeworks dont usually come until the 3rd or 4th week of school but i dont why i already have a bunch of undone homework all piled up on my study room. Maybe Lasalle changed its system!!! anyways, my aunt who used to live in Taiwan came here to the Philippines because her husband just died. Before, she's sort of tall and chubby but now, she literally shrunk! She became so skinny and short like an old grandma. I feel so bad for her. Her husband is a very good person and yet, he suffered a difficult death. He died of lung cancer at the age of 78. My uncle in law is a taiwanese general. He left china wen he was still a child because of world war 2. He hated the japanese so much that he refuses to eat japanese food or use japanese made merchandise. Maybe that's the reason they dont have a car and why my cousin bought his toyota car a week after his death(ang sama eh noh! hehe) My cousin, their only son used to be a rebel. He would disobey his parents and I dont know why. Im too young to understand before. But recently, I heard he's changed a lot. He became a good person. He is very very intelligent. He learned english just by reading books. Now, he can speak the language fluently. He now works like a dog at motorola taiwan. My aunt told me about all of these things. Before, she would always say bad things about her only son but this time, she has been saying good things about him. How he has become really hard working and filial to her. She even told me that my cousin learn how to program just by reading books!!! He makes his own computer games and other computer programs like calculator and other things. haha! Maybe that's the only good thing that has happen to our family. MY cousin became a good person. And that's really a nice thing to know because almost all of my cousins are parasites to their parents. Only Howard(my taiwanese cousin) is hardworking... that's all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-112713048006426948?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/112713048006426948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=112713048006426948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/112713048006426948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/112713048006426948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/09/series-of-unfortunate-events.html' title='series of unfortunate events'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-112627870898294005</id><published>2005-09-09T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T23:11:49.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day of sports!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, walter,irdrich tephanie and I went to sureplay to play badminton. Irdrich is supposed to pick me up at 1:15pm. notice the time but he arrived at around 2:30pm... Now that's what I call unfashionably late! haha Anyways,we played badminton at sureplay afterwards we went to iceberg's I ordered a halo halo while the guys ordered a parfait i think? haha anyways,we also ordered two chili fries! yummy yummy!!! the chili fries tastes real good. I never eat spicy food but i actually liked the chili fries. Thats how good it was. Afterwards, we played bowling at playdium then we dropped tephanie off at her house then we went to sm centerpoint for irdz's solution then bought dinner at jollibee. we ate dinner inside his car then I got home at aroung 8pm. that's all. my entire arm hurts so much from the badminton and bowling game!!! haha here are the pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/Picture6.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/08092005008.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-112627870898294005?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/112627870898294005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=112627870898294005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/112627870898294005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/112627870898294005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/09/day-of-sports.html' title='A day of sports!!!'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-112583347664044522</id><published>2005-09-04T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T23:59:21.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>recent happenings in my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;August 31,2005 : Wednesday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day is definitely the worst day of my life. I went to school at around 8am for my course card. I was feeling really happy tody because Iam a little bit confident that I will finally make it to the dean's lister and secondly, I was going to make big bucks this day. I was to collect about P6000+ cash. I went to comcalc. A lot of my classmates failed but I got a 3.0 I was expecting a 3.5 but I guess 3.0 is very very okay compared to those who didnt make it. Nxt stop was to wait for the person who will sell me her vcds which I will in turn sell to another person in the afternoon. The girl showed up at 9am and i paid her P4340. That was a huge amount for a student like me. I accompanied kaye to her class, I forgot what class that is then I texted one of the vcd buyers, we met at medrano hall, she gave me 700php I gave her the vcds. Then I carried the really really heavy vcds all around lasalle going here and there. I got a 2.0 in accounting. I really really hate our prof! How could he give us such low grades when its his fault we cant understand the lessons!!! 2.0 is the highest by the way! hmmph!!! then we ate lunch and its 1pm so gly and i went to econ class to get our cards. crap! I got 2.0 only so i guess dat means farewell DL!!! Its 130pm already and one of the buyer hasnt showed up yet so I started to panic! I tried to col her but her phone is turned off. I went to the library to check my mail and it turned out that she cancelled her order on the last minute! Im starting to be afraid now. What if the other one didnt show up just like her? and then it dawned on me. This maybe a prank. A setup! When I think of it, the two of them mailed me simultaneously. As in magkasunod sila. So i tried to col the other buyer, the one who is suppose to buy many vcds from me but like the one who cancelled in the mail. her phone is turned off. I waited in LS benches for about an hour then I went to englicom tambayan and continued to wait for another hour. Im starting to feel weak all throughout. All of my capital is in the vcds I bought this morning and if that girl did not show up, all of what iv worked for for the past few months is down the drain. 430pm came and still no news of her. My mom got worried cause she texted me, i told her about the incident and she just told me to come home. So I went home and the second I saw my mom, I cried. I havent done this for a long time na. But I cried my heart feel really heavy. My mom turned pale. She thought I was robbed or somthing bad happened to me. I told them about the entire incident and they told me that its truly is a setup. They said the girl who sold me the cds did it because she wants to rid of me as a business competitor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September 1,2005 Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried all day long. Whenever I saw my pc I would feel like crying. I feel really really weak that I lost my appetite for almost everything. My dad told me that doing business is really like that, you have to face many obstacles. You have to fail 10 times before you can succeed. There's is no business in this world that is established without failure. I saw my parent's love for me during these two days. Before, they would be mad when I would drink frappucino from starbucks but now they even went to the point of forcing me to go out with them to have a drink. They called up their friends asking them if they want Lois and Clark or not. They reprimanded me for being arrogant. Why am i so stupid. I didnt ask them for their advice. Things would not be this way if I had only asked them for their advice. I was too proud. Maybe this is what God wants to say to me. He wants me to humble myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September 2,2005 Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad left for his business trip. My mom asked me if I want to go to the mall with her. Though Im not willing at first, she talked me into going with her. She bought a new pair of sneakers. If it were before, I would have been really happy. But I dont why I didnt feel anything when I got those pair of sneakers that Ive been wanting to buy for a long time. We walked around the mall. We talked. And I remembered how, during the times before when we are not yet rich, she would save money to buy me clothes and ballpens. I love to write when I was a child. She could use these money for her clothes but she didnt.Maybe that's why God allowed my dad to become rich through investing in stocks. I cried when my mom bought me ice monster. She just frowned and told me that Im already 19 and yet Im still a cry baby like when I was still 5 or 6 years old. She told me stories about how people cheated my dad's money before and how my dad like me was unable to eat and sleep. I began to understand things and though I still feel bad. But now I know that no matter what happens I have my parents by my side and I should be grateful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September 3,2005 Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we are going to walter's house for PWA TIONG CHIU. I didnt feel like going because Im not in the mood,Im afraid that I might spoil everyone's mood and Im penniless. My mom paid the 500php fee for me and she forced me to go telling me to have fun and stop crying over material things like money. So I went to the party(Bernice picked me up) Thanks bern! And I really did have lots of fun! I now realize that my friends are the most valuable gems that I have. Gems that even Bill Gates cant afford to buy. I had a lot of fun. They succeeded in cheering me up. Walter knows what happened. Im hesitant to let the others know at first coz im afraid they might laugh at me. But I know that they are my true friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;last but not the least, I would like to thank all of my friends for being with me during a "difficult" time in my life. Thank you gly and kaye for sending me funny quotes these past few days. Thanks walter for throwing a wonderful party. Bernice for picking me up. Teph for being my sidekick. Irdz and Zent for your funny jokes. Janin for scaring me throughout the movie. Elea simply for being my friend. Patrick and Andy for talking to me. and of course leonard! for being the subject of my teasing. haha these are pics from the pwa tiong chiu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/pwationgchu041.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/meandtephiengO.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/pwationgchu047.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/pwationgchu043.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/pwationgchu035.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/pwationgchu042.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/pwationgchu024.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-112583347664044522?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/112583347664044522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=112583347664044522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/112583347664044522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/112583347664044522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/09/recent-happenings-in-my-life.html' title='recent happenings in my life.'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-112515628223676971</id><published>2005-08-27T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T23:24:42.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rape of nanking</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/rape7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is for the crimes against the women of Nanking that this tragedy is most notorious. Over the six weeks of the massacre, in addition to the murder of about 300,000 civilians, the Japanese troops raped over 20,000 women, most of whom were murdered thereafter. In recognition of these horrifying acts, the massacre is also commonly referred to as 'the rape of Nanking.'&lt;br /&gt;Women of all ages (including children as young as seven and elderly women in their seventies) were violated, many of them being gangraped or attacked on multiple occasions. Some women were held captive so that the could be repeatedly abused. Rapes were committed in broad daylight, in front of spouses, children, or other family members, and with appalling frequency. The soldiers' usual practice, officially condoned by high-ranking officials so as to "avoid difficulties," was to murder the women when they were finished with them. This was most often done by cutting off their breasts and/or disemboweling them with a bayonet to the abdomen. Senior officers were not only aware of these acts, but participated in them as well.&lt;br /&gt;Particularly disturbing is that the Japanese perpetrators derived great pleasure from these heinous crimes, while their superiors condoned and even supported them. One outstandingly revolting account is of several soldiers who, after raping and killing a pregnant woman, presented her fetus on a bayonet to their commanding officer, who replied with laughter. There were innumerable gruesome occurrences like this ...acts of cruelty seemingly beyond human capacity ...but commonplace, in the massacre of Nanking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In December of 1937, the Japanese Imperial Army marched into China's capital city of Nanking and proceeded to murder 300,000 out of 600,000 civilians and soldiers in the city. The six weeks of carnage would become known as the Rape of Nanking and represented the single worst atrocity during the World War II era in either the European or Pacific theaters of war.&lt;br /&gt;The actual military invasion of Nanking was preceded by a tough battle at Shanghai that began in the summer of 1937. Chinese forces there put up surprisingly stiff resistance against the Japanese Army which had expected an easy victory in China. The Japanese had even bragged they would conquer all of China in just three months. The stubborn resistance by the Chinese troops upset that timetable, with the battle dragging on through the summer into late fall. This infuriated the Japanese and whetted their appetite for the revenge that was to follow at Nanking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finally defeating the Chinese at Shanghai in November, 50,000 Japanese soldiers then marched on toward Nanking. Unlike the troops at Shanghai, Chinese soldiers at Nanking were poorly led and loosely organized. Although they greatly outnumbered the Japanese and had plenty of ammunition, they withered under the ferocity of the Japanese attack, then engaged in a chaotic retreat. After just four days of fighting, Japanese troops smashed into the city on December 13, 1937, with orders issued to "kill all captives."&lt;br /&gt;Their first concern was to eliminate any threat from the 90,000 Chinese soldiers who surrendered. To the Japanese, surrender was an unthinkable act of cowardice and the ultimate violation of the rigid code of military honor drilled into them from childhood onward. Thus they looked upon Chinese POWs with utter contempt, viewing them as less than human, unworthy of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elimination of the Chinese POWs began after they were transported by trucks to remote locations on the outskirts of Nanking. As soon as they were assembled, the savagery began, with young Japanese soldiers encouraged by their superiors to inflict maximum pain and suffering upon individual POWs as a way of toughening themselves up for future battles, and also to eradicate any civilized notions of mercy. Filmed footage and still photographs taken by the Japanese themselves document the brutality. Smiling soldiers can be seen conducting bayonet practice on live prisoners, decapitating them and displaying severed heads as souvenirs, and proudly standing among mutilated corpses. Some of the Chinese POWs were simply mowed down by machine-gun fire while others were tied-up, soaked with gasoline and burned alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the destruction of the POWs, the soldiers turned their attention to the women of Nanking and an outright animalistic hunt ensued. Old women over the age of 70 as well as little girls under the age of 8 were dragged off to be sexually abused. More than 20,000 females (with some estimates as high as 80,000) were gang-raped by Japanese soldiers, then stabbed to death with bayonets or shot so they could never bear witness.&lt;br /&gt;Pregnant women were not spared. In several instances, they were raped, then had their bellies slit open and the fetuses torn out. Sometimes, after storming into a house and encountering a whole family, the Japanese forced Chinese men to rape their own daughters, sons to rape their mothers, and brothers their sisters, while the rest of the family was made to watch.&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the city of Nanking, random acts of murder occurred as soldiers frequently fired their rifles into panicked crowds of civilians, killing indiscriminately. Other soldiers killed shopkeepers, looted their stores, then set the buildings on fire after locking people of all ages inside. They took pleasure in the extraordinary suffering that ensued as the people desperately tried to escape the flames by climbing onto rooftops or leaping down onto the street.&lt;br /&gt;The incredible carnage - citywide burnings, stabbings, drownings, strangulations, rapes, thefts, and massive property destruction - continued unabated for about six weeks, from mid-December 1937 through the beginning of February 1938. Young or old, male or female, anyone could be shot on a whim by any Japanese soldier for any reason. Corpses could be seen everywhere throughout the city. The streets of Nanking were said to literally have run red with blood.&lt;br /&gt;Those who were not killed on the spot were taken to the outskirts of the city and forced to dig their own graves, large rectangular pits that would be filled with decapitated corpses resulting from killing contests the Japanese held among themselves. Other times, the Japanese forced the Chinese to bury each other alive in the dirt.&lt;br /&gt;After this period of unprecedented violence, the Japanese eased off somewhat and settled in for the duration of the war. To pacify the population during the long occupation, highly addictive narcotics, including opium and heroin, were distributed by Japanese soldiers to the people of Nanking, regardless of age. An estimated 50,000 persons became addicted to heroin while many others lost themselves in the city's opium dens.&lt;br /&gt;In addition, the notorious Comfort Women system was introduced which forced young Chinese women to become slave-prostitutes, existing solely for the sexual pleasure of Japanese soldiers.&lt;br /&gt;News reports of the happenings in Nanking appeared in the official Japanese press and also in the West, as page-one reports in newspapers such as the New York Times. Japanese news reports reflected the militaristic mood of the country in which any victory by the Imperial Army resulting in further expansion of the Japanese empire was celebrated. Eyewitness reports by Japanese military correspondents concerning the sufferings of the people of Nanking also appeared. They reflected a mentality in which the brutal dominance of subjugated or so-called inferior peoples was considered just. Incredibly, one paper, the Japan Advertiser, actually published a running count of the heads severed by two officers involved in a decapitation contest, as if it was some kind of a sporting match.&lt;br /&gt;In the United States, reports published in the New York Times, Reader's Digest and Time Magazine, were greeted with skepticism from the American public. The stories smuggled out of Nanking seemed almost too fantastic to be believed.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, most Americans had only a passing knowledge or little interest in Asia. Political leaders in both America and Britain remained overwhelmingly focused on the situation in Europe where Adolf Hitler was rapidly re-arming Germany while at the same time expanding the borders of the Nazi Reich through devious political maneuvers.&lt;br /&gt;Back in Nanking, however, all was not lost. An extraordinary group of about 20 Americans and Europeans remaining in the city, composed of missionaries, doctors and businessmen, took it upon themselves to establish an International Safety Zone. Using Red Cross flags, they brazenly declared a 2.5 square-mile area in the middle of the city off limits to the Japanese. On numerous occasions, they also risked their lives by personally intervening to prevent the execution of Chinese men or the rape of women and young girls.&lt;br /&gt;These Westerners became the unsung heroes of Nanking, working day and night to the point of exhaustion to aid the Chinese. They also wrote down their impressions of the daily scenes they witnessed, with one describing Nanking as "hell on earth." Another wrote of the Japanese soldiers: "I did not imagine that such cruel people existed in the modern world." About 300,000 Chinese civilians took refuge inside their Safety Zone. Almost all of the people who did not make it into the Zone during the Rape of Nanking ultimately perished.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-112515628223676971?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/112515628223676971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=112515628223676971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/112515628223676971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/112515628223676971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/08/rape-of-nanking.html' title='rape of nanking'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-112507523831915289</id><published>2005-08-27T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T00:53:58.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in love?</title><content type='html'>i thought i wud nvr love agen but i was wrong... i fell in love with a guy who seems impossible for me... i wont elaborate further cz someone myt knw hu he is... dats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-112507523831915289?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/112507523831915289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=112507523831915289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/112507523831915289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/112507523831915289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/08/in-love.html' title='in love?'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-112211177725433675</id><published>2005-07-23T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T17:42:57.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Qualifying exam part2</title><content type='html'>I took the ACM Quali exam dis morning. I think I did very well in the reading comprehension and mathematics part. I even feel confident that I perfected it! haha yabang eh noh? hehe but the language part is really really difficult. I think they got it wrong! They must have thought we're applying to be grammar teachers. They have two sentences and we're asked to make it into a adjective tranformation or something like dat! wat on earth is adjective transformation anyway? hehe gud thing i did well in the other 2 areas. haha the essay is also challenging. hehe I sure hope dat im among the top notchers i this test coz that's a big weight on our final grade. im nervous at the interview. hehe pls continue to pray for me ayt? ehhe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-112211177725433675?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/112211177725433675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=112211177725433675' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/112211177725433675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/112211177725433675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/07/qualifying-exam-part2.html' title='Qualifying exam part2'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-112203819914326130</id><published>2005-07-22T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T21:16:39.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ACM Quali exam</title><content type='html'>tomorrow is the second phase of examination for ACM. I already passed the first one. I sure hope il do well in the quali exam 2mrw... for those hu knw abt dis... PLS PRAY FOR ME!!!!!!!!!! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-112203819914326130?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/112203819914326130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=112203819914326130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/112203819914326130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/112203819914326130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/07/acm-quali-exam_22.html' title='ACM Quali exam'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-112182155132374873</id><published>2005-07-20T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T09:05:51.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I GOT IN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>oh my gosh! I cant believe it!!! I passed the prescreening process of ACM program!!! haha!!! I now believe that when God closes a door he opens a window. He didnt let me pass the JO thing but he allowed me to be oe of the few who are allowed to take the quali exam for ACM!!! Im so nervous!!! I hope I can pass the exam with a high grade of course and can proceed to the three interviews... I have a strong feeling that Mr. Harvey Ong is one of the interviewers. hehe but that's fine. hehe He's a great teacher naman eh. I sure learned a lot from him!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-112182155132374873?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/112182155132374873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=112182155132374873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/112182155132374873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/112182155132374873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-got-in.html' title='I GOT IN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-112178548585222563</id><published>2005-07-19T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T23:04:45.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ACM program</title><content type='html'>tomorrow, the list of accepted prescreened acm applicants wud be posted in the bm bulletin. I sure hope Im in the list. Im excited n at the same tym nervous about the qualifying exam n the three interviews dat is to follow. I spent P330 just for the transcript so I better be accepted or else... DLSU is in danger!!!!!!!!!!!! jke jke haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom was caught by a traffic officer today because she turned left at araneta ave.(ur suppose to go straight n u turn) the police forced mama to bribe him P1000!!!!!! that's too huge a price to pay for turning left!!! My dad said she shouldnt have given him the money. But mama says, she's afraid that the police wud col other crocodiles n maybe carnap our car or even adultnap(antonym of kidnap. my mom aint a kid no more) her. The philippines is such a corrupt country! Everything here seems so hopeless. But I tell you!!! There is hope! If only the filipinos would unite and work hard together for the betterment of dis messed up country. Which leads me to think about a country that is so wasted, that the westerners say "God has turned his back from dis country".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about a century ago, there's this country, named China. But for foreigners, her name is not China, her name is CAKE!!! Eight countries literally sliced up the whole of China into eight equal parts, these are the so called "spheres of influence". These eight countries can do whatever they wanna do with their occupied piece of pie. They can extract all the minerals they want. China is so rotten up that there is even a law that states "Chinese cannot kill westerners even if its self defense, if they do, they would be beheaded. But foreigners can kill Chinese out of self defense." In shanghai, there's even this park that has a sign that read "Chinese and dogs cannot enter". Everywhere they go, the chinese are insulted, humiliated treated even worse than a dog! At that time, there's no hope for them. The westerners called them "sick man of asia" "sleeping giant" and lots of other insulting terms. If you dont believe me, watch jet li's upcoming movie(It's gonna be his last by the way). Because of this, the chinese VOWED to unite and fight against these foreign intruders. They united and rebuilt China. They told themselves that they dont want to live a day of their life like this anymore. Why, they're one of the cradles of civilization. So they did, they rebuilt their country and look at her now!!! Like the stars shining in a dark night, She's one of the major players in world politics today. Like a roaring dragon, she's now roaming around the world shaking the world with the glory of her grandeur... One last thought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A stranger asked Napoleon the great before.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: Sir, what do you think of China?&lt;br /&gt;Napoleon the Great: Faraway China? There lies a sleeping giant, let her sleep, for when she awakes, she'll *rock* the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-112178548585222563?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/112178548585222563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=112178548585222563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/112178548585222563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/112178548585222563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/07/acm-program.html' title='ACM program'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-112169336614057211</id><published>2005-07-18T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T21:29:26.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new layout!!!</title><content type='html'>i finally made my own layout! hahaha but unfortuately! no one is visiting my bloG!!! buhuhuhu!!! maybe its because i dont update my blog dat often. From now on, il update it at least 6 times a week. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt quite understand bad debts today. Gly told me dats just natural becoz bad debts is really difficult. I failed my first quiz in econone... I hope I passed the second exam. Mr. Taningco said the third quiz is on Aug. 1!!! I sure hope I would get a high grade in dat exam. I dont have market1 today, instead, we're asked to a attend a seminar "arts in advertising". Ms. Zamora is really good!!! I thought before she's mataray! but she's not at all like dat! haha I even look forward to the seminar on friday! dats something weird for me... hehe cz im a lazy person hu dont like seminars. haha PE prof is absent today! I thought we can go home early. but it didnt turn out dat way. He asked us to copy this long notes... grrrr... its already 4pm by the tym we finished copying. haha dats all for today!!! oh n by da way! gly made me tour her lunch all over taft today!!! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-112169336614057211?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/112169336614057211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=112169336614057211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/112169336614057211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/112169336614057211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/07/new-layout.html' title='new layout!!!'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-112075013852150525</id><published>2005-07-07T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T23:28:58.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JO</title><content type='html'>i feel really really bad. It's as if the whole world has turned their back upon me. Im nt bragging but whenever Ive set my mind to do soemthing/join something Ive never failed. This is the first time Ive failed in my entire life... I didnt get accepted in the JO program. I guess this means im not as good as I thought i was. Or I just did not take this seriously. I dont think I can join next year coz I have less than 6 terms left then. I wanna cry out loud!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrrrrrrggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-112075013852150525?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/112075013852150525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=112075013852150525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/112075013852150525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/112075013852150525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/07/jo.html' title='JO'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-112040601765976207</id><published>2005-07-03T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T23:53:37.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ethnic Chinese factor in economic growth</title><content type='html'>The ethnic Chinese factor in economic growth : DEMAND AND SUPPLY By Boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Two weeks ago, I was invited by a group of young Filipino-Chinese business hot shots to speak before their group.They gave me the freedom to speak on any subject and I thought I would share with them something I picked up in a recent conference I attended. The speech is too long for this column but I have received requests to share its message with a wider audience. Here is a shorter version. The other month, I was in a conference where I heard the eminent Washington SyCip make a very interesting observation. Mr. SyCip said that compared to other countries in the region, the percentage of overseas Chinese who settled in the Philippines is markedly smaller. He then proceeded to the conclusion that this is perhaps one reason why our country has trailed the others. Mr. SyCip also observed that unlike our regional neighbors, the Chinoys have assimilated into the native culture very well - in other words, Chinoys are more Pinoys than Chinese. Mr. SyCip suggested that this is not such a good thing because Chinoys no longer have the best traits of Confucian China and have adopted the worse traits of Confused Pinoys - who know not if they are still in a Spanish convent or America's Hollywood. One wonders how different our country would have been if the Spaniards never came. We might have become as Muslim as Indonesia. Probably a country called the Philippines wouldn't exist at all. Or the Chinese influence would have been more pronounced in our culture as in Thailand. Given our geographic location and natural resources, we could have been an economic powerhouse. As it happened, thanks to three centuries of Spanish colonization, our attitudes and culture bore more similarities with Spanish Latin America and the economic penalties that go with it. Exasperated by our poor showing in the midst of healthy economic growth by our neighbors, one economist commented that the Philippines is the only Latin American country in Asia. It certainly didn't help that the small Chinese community here assimilated too well, taking on the deleterious aspects of colonial native culture. And like the native Pinoys, the Chinoys didn't develop a strong sense of nationhood - not in terms of a Filipino nation, anyway. In fact, up until recent generations, Chinoys more than subliminally considered China the motherland(LIKE ME!!!-WINNY). Based on what we have seen among our neighbors, a strong sense of nationhood is vital to economic growth. I cannot forget a very dramatic television footage on CNN of Thais offering their gold and other jewelry to the Thai Central Bank to help the country weather the 1997 economic crisis. Such selfless sacrifice can only be possible because the Thais possessed not only a sense of nation but of the common good. In contrast, what do we do here when all hell breaks loose in the economy and the exchange rate tumbles? We aggravate the problem by exhausting every legal loophole and banking industry connection to convert our pesos to dollars - even going to the black market, also known as the Binondo Central Bank, to dump our pesos for foreign exchange to be smuggled out of the country. Government authorities always found it necessary to read us the riot act to stop the speculators from sinking our peso in the currency market. Young Chinoys have become too Pinoy for our own good. Chinese newspapers are dying because Chinoys no longer read or speak the language as well, if at all. Young Chinoys, like many educated upper class Pinoys who have lost hope in this country also dream of settling down in America, Canada or Australia. In other words, Chinoys have lost more than the facility to speak the tongue of a billion human beings. Chinoys have lost the important social attributes that have spelled the difference between development and poverty among the nations in our region over the last 50 years.  Mr. SyCip lamented that the young Chinoys are no longer as&gt; &gt;&gt;hungry as their forebears and therefore, no longer as ready to suspend present gratification for future rewards - an attitude necessary for economic growth. Instead, today's Chinoys, like Pinoys of their social class, are engaged in a dog-eat-dog race to the top at all cost, a race that has little regard to social good, just personal gain. Young Chinoys have assimilated too well the ways of upper crust Pinoys and I guess in this context, that's not something really good for them and for the country they now call home. If it is the Chinese in Thailand, the Chinese in Malaysia, the Chinese in Singapore and Indonesia who were responsible for catapulting their adopted countries into tiger economy status,would it be right to blame the Chinoys for the failure of the Philippines to keep up with its neighbors? I think that would be too harsh a conclusion to make but that's a thought. Besides, Chinoys were subjected to discrimination and abuse since the Spanish era until recent times. But that didn't stop the best of them from making good, creating economic value for the country. In a sense, we need more Henry Sys, more Lucio Tans, more John Gokongweis to lead this country's economic growth. Small as the Chinoy community might be compared to the Chinese ethnic communities in countries around us, the Chinoys still, by and large, power the country's economic engine. Chinoy entrepreneurs are needed to create jobs, as much jobs as our army of unemployed can fill. This is why your new generation of taipans should be as hungry and as adept in creating&gt; &gt;&gt;economic value as your parents and grandparents. The young Generations shouldn't act like spoiled brats typical of the cono crowd or the illustrados or nouveau riche among the native Pinoys. Indeed, the Chinoys are in the best position to link our economy with the fast moving tigers in the region. In an era where regional markets are important, these connections through family ties are a definite plus. It should be used by all good Chinoys to promote the economy of our country. Then of course, we all know that the age of China as a world superpower is now upon us. Once again, Chinoys are in the best position to get the Philippines connected. For all the bravado we now hear from America, its days as the sole superpower are numbered. China, with its massive market of over a billion people,four times as large as America's, is destined to be a major influence, not just in our region but in the world. Just think about it. Once the buying power of the Chinese masses is unleashed, China can thrive on the sheer magnitude of its domestic market. Think of the economies of scale it would have.Export would only be the icing in its economic cake. China can give America a dose of its current policy of subsidizing exports. China will be an economic power to behold. Let me end with a joke sent by a reader. A husband and wife are getting ready for bed. The wife is standing in front of a full length mirror taking a hard look at herself. "You know love," she says, "I look in the mirror and I see an old woman. My face is all wrinkled, my boobs are barely above my waist, my butt is hanging out a mile. I've got fat legs and my arms are all flabby." She turns to her husband and says, "Tell me something positive to make me feel better about myself." He thinks about it for a bit and then says, "Well... there's nothing wrong with your eyesight." I told that group of young Chinoy taipans that there is nothing wrong with our eyesight either. We are not having a nightmare. That ugly situation we see day in and day out is the reality - the depth to which our country has sunk. Let us go out there and give our motherland what she needs - the economic equivalent of liposuction, tummy tuck or a boob job. It does her no good to just tell her what she already knows only too well. Chinoys. Pinoys. It makes no difference now. We are all one and share the same destiny - the same future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone reading my blog... this is an e-mail I received from a friend about 2 years ago. It has always burdened me about how Filipino chinese of our generation had become so filipinized. Im not saying its bad to be a filipino... I just hope that we wont forget that no matter what we do, the blood that runs in our veins is chinese. Thus, we must act like one. No offense to you guys, but I know many of my classmates who are raised by their yayas thus, they dont know how to speak the tongue of a billion people - their own language. That's a very sad thing to happen. Im also like that before but a chinese movie changed my life 180 degrees. I wont elaborate further about how it had changed my life. But after that movie, I began to love my culture and heritage more than my life. This may seem absurd to you guys because we are living in the philippines and patriots and nationalists in the philippines are considered as CRAZY, STUPID AND WEIRDO... If there is one thing that I would really really like to thank God for, its the fact that I'm born a chinese. Though Im rather disappointed that Im born in an era where Chinese are earning prestige because of the growing impact of China on world politics. I'd rather be born during the time where China is striving to survive from the abuses of foriegn intruders so that I can fight for her. If I have nine lives like cats, I'm willing to lose all nine lives for her. Yah!!! hehe la lng. Im just really inspired by this mail. I cant believe I just read it now when I had received it 2 years ago. haha stupid lil me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**In case anyone is ALSO inspired by my post, and wants to change for the bettr, I suggest you watch chinese movies doesnt matter if you cant understand. You'll get by with it sooner or later. Coz that's how I learned. haha **&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-112040601765976207?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/112040601765976207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=112040601765976207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/112040601765976207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/112040601765976207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/07/ethnic-chinese-factor-in-economic.html' title='The ethnic Chinese factor in economic growth'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-111971469529171941</id><published>2005-06-25T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T00:00:58.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BATMAN BEGINS NOW!!!</title><content type='html'>Im too lazy to post what happened yesterday, if u guys wanna know, just click &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=gly_gly"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/Image093.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/Image092.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-111971469529171941?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/111971469529171941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=111971469529171941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/111971469529171941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/111971469529171941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/06/batman-begins-now.html' title='BATMAN BEGINS NOW!!!'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-111953655804599145</id><published>2005-06-23T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T22:22:38.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gets ko na!!!</title><content type='html'>hello guys!!! I know u must have missed my post a lot because my life is very interesting haha joke!!! I've been busy because of accounting. our prof doesnt know how to teach. He's been saying the same things over and over for two weeks now and he expects us to understand the topic and be prepared for a quiz!!! what a stupid guy!!! so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glynnys... the accounting goddess comes to the rescue!!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a nyt of calling glynnys for about 10 times hehe causing her dad to get mad at me, i finally got accruals n deferrals. haha im still deciding whether i should shift to bsa or just stick to bmg and apply for the acm program. I submitted my application form for junior officer in bms. The bms peeps havent called me yet though. pls pray for me. I really wanna be an officer. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-111953655804599145?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/111953655804599145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=111953655804599145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/111953655804599145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/111953655804599145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/06/gets-ko-na.html' title='Gets ko na!!!'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-111884537827050087</id><published>2005-06-15T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T22:22:58.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Big Me!!!</title><content type='html'>Today I woke up late in the morining because im tired and Im not in the mood for school and I thought we wont do anything in accounting so its okay to be late. I was on my way to school when glynnys texted me to inform me that we will meet at the library cause we're gonna watch mr. and mrs. smith today. after reading her text message I was thinking: Oh! the prof is gonna give us back our papers today? I wonder what's my grade when I suddenly remembered that we have an exam in accounting today!!! Hell!!! I didnt study for that exam and I'm running late. I arrive at school 10-15 minutes late and to make matters worse, I almost got in the wrong classroom. The test is really easy. I could have aced it if I remembered I have an exam. I didnt finish the exam. But I believe I could finish it if I arrived on time. I got my quiz and it was a failing mark, 24/39.  I lost in our bet. and I owe gly a halohalo. hehe I feel BAD!!! I guess I learned a lesson the hard way. I wont be late for class anymore and I will always study in advance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-111884537827050087?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/111884537827050087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=111884537827050087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/111884537827050087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/111884537827050087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/06/stupid-big-me.html' title='Stupid Big Me!!!'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-111828707686866521</id><published>2005-06-09T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T11:17:56.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My course</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ive been thinking a lot lately... And... Ive just realized that I wasted one year of my life in that stupid school(UST). And I dont wanna waste tym and money anymore. The more I stay in this course, the more I feel its useless. I really like computers a lot. That's why I decided to take up computer science in UST. But that school didnt offer me the kind of education I expected to have. So I transferred to De LaSalle because Lasalle offers quality education especially when it comes to programming. But my peers kept on telling me how life as a compsci student in DLSU is hell. So I decided to take up Business Management instead. But one does not need to be taught how to do business. It's all common sense. Especially since im chinese and it just seems to me that most chinese are born business minded. (Its in the genes you know JOKE!!!) And guess what?! Im actually starting to enjoy accounting. Maybe I can shift to accountacy? LaSalle also specializes in accountancy... Pls pray for me guys... My future is really haaay...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-111828707686866521?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/111828707686866521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=111828707686866521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/111828707686866521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/111828707686866521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-course.html' title='My course'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-111788689521769397</id><published>2005-06-04T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T10:44:37.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madagascar!!!</title><content type='html'>today, i woke up at around 9:00am in the morning because irdrich is gonna fetch me at 10am coz we're watching maagascar. So, irdrich arrived at my house at around 10:40am with zent's car tagging along behind irdz because he doesnt know how to go to greenbelt. hehe. We went straight to greenbelt 3 and while we are driving through Makati, Zent was caught by the police. Irdrich called Zent on the phone to ask him what happened, it turns out he didnt stop wen the traffic light turned yellow. Irdrich adviced him to just bribe the police P50 instead of surrendering his license and going to LTO to pay P500. But Zent said its unethical to do so, thus he gae his license to the police. The police changed his mind and returned Zent's license to him because he's a good citizen daw? hehe That's a good thing to happen hehe so i guess God is working in our midst. We ate at croodile grill then we watched Madagascar. haha after watching Madagascar, we played at timezone. I even challenged Andy to race with me. I won twice so did he. hehe We stopped by coffee bean to buy drinks coz we're thirsty then we went home na... here are some of the pictures we took. Due to my exreme stupidity, they are small. hehe coz I forgot to change the picture size. grrr... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==&gt; On the way to greenbelt ==&lt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/tephjaninandME.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/sidekicks.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==&gt; At Crocodile Grill ==&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yummy...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/yummy.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe kumakain ako!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/eating.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy together!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/happytogetherhaha.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group picture&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/grouppic.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and walter&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/boo.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==&gt; After greenbelt on the way home ==&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/nightview.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me hungry buy food!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/tymtopay.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-111788689521769397?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/111788689521769397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=111788689521769397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/111788689521769397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/111788689521769397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/06/madagascar.html' title='Madagascar!!!'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-111776765202441435</id><published>2005-06-03T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T11:00:52.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>snuck out of class</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I snuck out of my econone class now to post on my blog. Hahaha bet glynnys is laughing ryt now. hehe he's so boring il fell asleep if i dont do my computer exercise coz computer is like my coffee. hehe here's how he write the letter &lt;strong&gt;F!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/letterf.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-111776765202441435?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/111776765202441435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=111776765202441435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/111776765202441435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/111776765202441435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/06/snuck-out-of-class.html' title='snuck out of class'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-111746165792519013</id><published>2005-05-30T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T22:00:57.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad term for me...</title><content type='html'>I dont like this term... I hate every prof except for liongson. let me tell you guys why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accom1b Mr. Magsino - I think he's from the visayas region. its really annoying wen he pronounces Purchases as (purrrrrrrcheses) grrr... not only that, he's also a terrible teacher. Gly is better than him hehe buti nlng I know gly else im dead meat na this term. 1b pa nman ito... I asked him a super simple question(if the entry is debit cash and debit accounts receivable and then credit sales, where do you place the entry? in cash receipts journal or in the sales journal. I already had an idea at the back of my mind then and I just want him to verify if im correct or not) But oh golly!!! guess how he answered my question? He "explained" to us that in actual practice this and that and this blah blah blah. We dont even know what he is talking about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;econone Mr. Taningco - Golly if the accom1b guy is from the visayas region, this prof is from MADAGASCAR! bwahahahaha!!! :) He's so damn boring. He has a certain tome that will make you fell asleep. Example: this is the sentence he intends to say:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Mary has a little lamb named angelo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will say it as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary has a little lamb named (after 3 seconds) ANGELO.&lt;br /&gt; and in an up down tone of vioce. haaay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marketi Mr. Liongson -  this guy is okay. he talks with sense. he sounds really intelligent without being boring. Mr. taningco sounds intelligent but he is so boring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comcalc - Anita ong(one of the LOTR of comcalc) haha she seems to be a good teacher. but according to some people, she only gives 1.0 or 0.0 to her students. that cant happen coz iv decided not to be a bum anymore, i wanna study hard be a dean's lister and get a good job maybe marry someone who's worth my love and of course have a good life. haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comp2bu - Mr. Generoso - he's the worst among all my professors based on first impression. we are suppose to do a Business study of any corporation in the country, find their problem, make a professional website and many other things because its really difficult, Mr. Harvey Ong designed the project to have 8 persons in a group. Guess what Mr. generoso did? he made it 4 persons in a group. grrrr... what's worse is my groupmates look lyk the type of people who would leave all the job to you. in other words, free RIDERS!!! Grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just DIE?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-111746165792519013?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/111746165792519013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=111746165792519013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/111746165792519013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/111746165792519013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/05/bad-term-for-me.html' title='bad term for me...'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-111557253358980166</id><published>2005-05-09T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T11:49:23.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kingdom of heaven</title><content type='html'>last frida, May 06,2005, Walter, Irdrich,Teph,Zent,Mark Leonard,bernice and I went to greenhills to watch the kingdom of heaven. Irdrich is supposed to pick me up at 1:30pm but he arrived at my house at around 2pm. Whoever says girls are always late?!?!!!! hehe joke lng irdz! hehe after picking me up, we went to ateneo to fetch bernice and we arrived there at around 2:40pm? she'l be out at 3pm so we waited till 3pm and yet there's still no sign of bernice. After calling her up, we found out that she's in her friend's house changing clothes... bernice talaga o... hehe so we decided to wait for her at mcdo. We waited in the car for about 30 minutes or 40 minutes i think and bravo!!! she arrived at last! I suggested to irdrich that we go to eastwood instead of greenhills becuse it's much nearer but bernice wants to go to greenhills so we proceeded with our original plan. We arrived at greenhills at around 4:10pm just in tym for the movie... We met up with eleanor and her howe eugene... Our apologies to them for they have been waiting for us there for ages... nyways... we watched kingdom of heaven for about 3 hours... and we got out of the theatre at 7:30pm and becuse Mark Leonard insisted on eating at SUPERBOWL... we ate there hehe Oh before I go through the juicy details of our dinner... something interesting happened. hehe Camille Ann Asuncion is supposed to go with us to watch movie but she cant come because one of her blockmates in ateneo is celebrating her birthday. But guess who we saw at gerry's grill? CAMILLE!!! Hehe after taking several pictures with Camille the one and only ultimate crush ng bayan of grace who has become even more beautiful(kakainggit noh?) hehe we ate at superbowl... nothing special happened during dinner. we just eat ur food. except for diet boy irdrich who was reluctantto eat because he's on a diet? I even have to put food on his plate for him to eat... hehe after eating at superbowl, we went to timezone and guess who we saw? again? CAMILLE ANN ASUNCION! hehe we take even more pictures and after timezone, we went to club filipino because BERNICE left her bag in irdrich's car and we had to bring it to her. hassle ka ata today a... hehe nyways, we went to iceberg's for dessert and Irdrich,Mark Leonard and Zent ordered Mango Halo halo(dont know what its called,looks lyk something from ice monster) hehe I ordered a Banana split and shared it with Tephanie and Patrick... hehe We take even more pictures and after settling the bill, Irdrich dropped me off my house. thanks again irdz... nyways... these are the pictures we took that day...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMILE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/Smile.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass the message!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/Passthemessagegame.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group pic(bat nasa gilid ulit me? buhuhu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/GroupPic.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidekicks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/SideKicks.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Icecream at iceberg's.. yum yum croak croak haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/ICesCREAM.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iceberg's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/IceBerg.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takaw ng isa dyan hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/Takawngisadiyan.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-111557253358980166?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/111557253358980166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=111557253358980166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/111557253358980166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/111557253358980166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/05/kingdom-of-heaven.html' title='Kingdom of heaven'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-111375656432952825</id><published>2005-04-18T00:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T00:49:24.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Course Card Day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11</title><content type='html'>I was supposed to post this last friday nyt. But my internet connection has a problem so it was delayed. Anyway, today is our course card day and I got a 4.0 in comp1bu hehe wow!!! my first 4.0 in my first term in lasalle. hehe But I got a series of 2.0 in my other subjects because im always sick during the second half this term and my left eye always hurt like shit. I seem to have insomnia cause there are times when I would sleep for only an hour and feel like a walking zombie in school. Of course I cant blame it all on my psychologial and physical disorders. Im lazy too. To tell the truth, I did not study for any of my subjects this term. I just skimmed through my notes because I feel that everything is easy and I can manage to get a high grade even if I dont study. But I was really really wrong. So glynnys... kaye... and of course SUPER ANNABELL... please remind me to study next term. GUS2 KO MAG DL!!! hehe nyways... these are my grades this term:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comp1bu : 4.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genpsyc : 2.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busorga: 2.0 (I got 3.5 during midterm but I failed the final exa,m and got a low grade on my last quiz so look what happened. see what i mean if you dont study? Grrrrr....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accom1a : 2.0 (I got 3.0 in accom1a during midterm but I was sick most of the time and i swear I really did study for my exams but im sick so... grrr...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introso : 2.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comath2 : 2.0 ( I knew all of the topics in comath2 but i didn't study before exams because I assumed I would get a high grade... but then again... im wrong... grrrrrr...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-111375656432952825?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/111375656432952825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=111375656432952825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/111375656432952825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/111375656432952825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/04/course-card-day11.html' title='Course Card Day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-111298287333777352</id><published>2005-04-09T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T22:44:30.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss BUSORGA...</title><content type='html'>Last monday is the last day of busorga... farewell classmates. The peeps in my busorga class were very kind and understanding. They made me feel at home though im an ireg student making epal in their block. They did most of the group projects without me because I was too busy with my comp1bu subject. This is the pic we have taken... NOTE: If you want to see more of my pics... click others in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/Meadensara.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-111298287333777352?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/111298287333777352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=111298287333777352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/111298287333777352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/111298287333777352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-miss-busorga.html' title='I miss BUSORGA...'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-111268707044414004</id><published>2005-04-05T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T16:02:25.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Legend of Mulan</title><content type='html'>I was browsing through the net yesterday for a new theme for my fone wen I suddenly realize that I could actually make my own theme. So, I decided to make a MULAN theme for my fone since she has been my favorite historical character even before disney decided to come up with an animated version of this girl. While searching for MULAN pics, I came across this Mulan fansite and after reading the viewer comments, I decided to post mine. This is what I posted:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mulan, in many ways teaches us many lessons in life. Unlike previous Disney productions which features good for nothing princesses waiting somewhere for their prince charming to come rescue them and take them to their castle in the clouds, Mulan is a film depicting a girl who lived during a period in chinese history where females are considered as good for nothing and the most they can do is marry a good husband to bring honor to the family name. Mulan proved to the world that what others think of you is not important, what's important is what you think you can do. She proved to everyone that she could bring honor to her family just by being herself. She displayed herself as being filial when she went to war in her father's place. That is not easy in fact, that is the most difficult thing a girl could do considering the social status of females at that time. She displayed courage when confronting the enemy. She displyed patriotism and selflessness when she put her life on stake and saved the whole of China from the huns. She is considered a hero by the chinese people and her legend continues until today ranging a span of almost 1,000 years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-111268707044414004?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/111268707044414004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=111268707044414004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/111268707044414004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/111268707044414004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/04/legend-of-mulan.html' title='Legend of Mulan'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-111124046097143585</id><published>2005-03-19T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T21:54:20.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuck in my aunt's house</title><content type='html'>my parents went to China for their once a year vacation/business trip. Becase of lasalle's trisemestral scheme, im stuck in my auntie's house. hehe the only gud thing about my parent's trip is I get to tour ong pin... hehe never pa ako nakapunta here. except during chinese new year and whenever any of my uncle or auntie celebrates their birthday. hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-111124046097143585?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/111124046097143585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=111124046097143585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/111124046097143585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/111124046097143585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/03/stuck-in-my-aunts-house.html' title='stuck in my aunt&apos;s house'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-111077742534553968</id><published>2005-03-14T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T13:17:05.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dedicated to glynnys</title><content type='html'>gly! matouch ka naman! the very first post i made in like 2 months is dedicated to you. haha joke. la lng just wanna say i have a surprise for you. and it's for me to know and for you to find out. haha joke&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-111077742534553968?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/111077742534553968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=111077742534553968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/111077742534553968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/111077742534553968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/03/dedicated-to-glynnys.html' title='dedicated to glynnys'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-110862003061726340</id><published>2005-02-17T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T14:00:30.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midterm</title><content type='html'>We had our midterm exam in accounting today. I have this chinese classmate(he's from China) who can't understand english or tagalog. He failed every exam in accounting because he don't know what the words mean. I realized now that it's so difficult to study in a place where no one knows you, and you don't know anyone. Haay... He told me that he planned o drop the accounting subject but it's too late and the CBE department won't let him drop. Kawawa nman sya. Why do u think i pitied him? because im like him before when im still a child. I dont know how to speak tagalog way back when I was kinder 1. I just learned the language in school. Until now, there are still many Tagalog words that I can't comprehed. But fortunately, I have my friends as interpreters. Hehe I would like to talk about today. Today, as usual, Gly,annabelle and I were supposed to meet at the bences near accounting office. After accounting class, I saw annabelle so I sat beside her and we waited for gly. We even wondered what's taking her so long. Im already back from the accounting office where I  get my accounting exam result and yet she's still not here. That's a strange thing because she's always the one waiting for us. So annabelle told me:"Maglakad lakad tayo baka makita natin sya" As soon as we stand up, we saw her sitting in another bench. It turns out that whuile we are waiting for her, she's also waiting for us. hehe Gly is such a crazy person. She dared me to shout and we did. But it was more like a whispering shout. hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-110862003061726340?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/110862003061726340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=110862003061726340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/110862003061726340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/110862003061726340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/02/midterm.html' title='Midterm'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-110836199417085288</id><published>2005-02-14T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T14:19:54.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smelly Valentine's day</title><content type='html'>Today has got to be a bad bad day for me. First, my stomach really really hurts because I have you know what. Then, because I have no other choice, Im stuck in the cybernook with a bombay who really stinks as if he has not taken his bath for 100 years(ang baho ng anghit) worse than that, he kept on asking me things about Joseph Estrada and Loi Ejercito. He even asked me to translate some stupid email for him I wanted to help him but I just can't stand his smell so I told him I have a class and here I'm about to go bye and c u....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-110836199417085288?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/110836199417085288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=110836199417085288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/110836199417085288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/110836199417085288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/02/smelly-valentines-day.html' title='Smelly Valentine&apos;s day'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-110670653047360668</id><published>2005-01-26T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T14:31:03.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DILEMNA</title><content type='html'>Walter invited us to watch elektra tomorrow because its the LEAP day. I really wanted to go but I have this long exam on friday and bern,camille can't make it and of course tephanie is the main culprit! hehe because there is a big probability that she won't go with us,it will be less fun and less fun means don't go to me. hehe don't be troubled by your conscience teph hehe I know you have other things to do which is why you can't go. JKE lng tepoh a... maya galit kna sa akin. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-110670653047360668?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/110670653047360668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=110670653047360668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/110670653047360668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/110670653047360668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/01/dilemna.html' title='DILEMNA'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-110653295584125537</id><published>2005-01-24T09:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T10:15:55.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer lab</title><content type='html'>I woke up late this morning because I thought it is still 7am when it's already 8am. Im too sleepy to even read the clock correctly. but anyways,I do the usual stuffs but in a hurry. I literally run to my class in busorga only to find out that the prof is absent because of some emergency. grrr... If I had known earlier...... It is very tedious to run from ground floor to third floor. haayy... this is LIFE. that's my conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-110653295584125537?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/110653295584125537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=110653295584125537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/110653295584125537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/110653295584125537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/01/computer-lab_24.html' title='Computer lab'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-110580632687312694</id><published>2005-01-16T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T00:25:26.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accounting- "BEST" subject ever</title><content type='html'>There is this homework that our accounting prof(he is only 21 yrs. old. n already a CPA. galing noh? hehe) gave us. Balance sheet. yup. we have to make a balance sheet out of the remaining balances given. No matter what I do, how hard i tried, I just can't balance the assets and liabilities... pls help me... anyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-110580632687312694?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/110580632687312694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=110580632687312694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/110580632687312694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/110580632687312694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/01/accounting-best-subject-ever.html' title='Accounting- &quot;BEST&quot; subject ever'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-110542653659803793</id><published>2005-01-11T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T14:55:36.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Debut</title><content type='html'>This post is dedicated to my close friend bernice who had her debut last sat. jan. 8, 2005. hehe it was fun. Walter,Irdrich, Teph and I went together. Obviously we sat in the same table. Supposedly, Walter and Irdrich are  going to sing a solo number. Irdrich is gonna sing the song reflection kaso inagawan sya nung cute little girl. While walter is gonna sing i dont kknow the title. hehe but nyways, he didn't sing because natakot sya. Coz we keep on teasing them... He got to dance with bernice for the longest time. hehe il upload our picture as soon as irdz send me our pic. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-110542653659803793?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/110542653659803793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=110542653659803793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/110542653659803793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/110542653659803793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/01/debut.html' title='Debut'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-110499323221165912</id><published>2005-01-06T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T14:33:52.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back 2 normal</title><content type='html'>after shutting my mouth for the whole day yesterday(I'm in the mood of shy effect) haha I finally switched back to the normal mode... the unstopablem, super mouth. Joke... ndi nman ako ganun ka daldal hehe nyways, today's a nice day, i went to WokInn with walter,irdrich and tephanie. we ate lunch then came back to school. they toured me around the campus with irdrich as the dakilang tour guide and teph and walter as moral supporters. hehe nyuways, have a nice day guys I gtg coz im freakin late for mah nxt class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-110499323221165912?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/110499323221165912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=110499323221165912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/110499323221165912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/110499323221165912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/01/back-2-normal.html' title='Back 2 normal'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-110490235492700535</id><published>2005-01-05T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T13:19:14.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"greatest" day of my life</title><content type='html'>today has got to be one of those "greatest" day of my life. I can't believe that my first day of school this year wud go like this. First, Im stuck with Mr. Boring who just can't seem to zip his mouth. Then, I was left all by myself eating lunch ALONE!!! This is the first time in 5 years that I eat luch alone(The last tym was wen I was still a freakin nerd way back in 1st yr high school. haay... I just hope that someone shows up... and it better be soon. or else.........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-110490235492700535?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/110490235492700535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=110490235492700535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/110490235492700535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/110490235492700535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/01/greatest-day-of-my-life.html' title='&quot;greatest&quot; day of my life'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-110477018381015458</id><published>2005-01-04T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T00:36:23.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enrollment off going</title><content type='html'>I enrolled at de la salle today and I must say it truly is a bad day. First, I brought 4,000 pesos instead of 5,000 pesos. But thanks to my ever kind and loyal friend kathleen, she let me borrow 1,000 from her. As if that aint enough, I enrolled in a course where I still hadn't taken its prerequisite. Which means I have to drop the subject. Grrr... this is life. Bad things happen wen you least expected it to. Then I left my powerstation card with the guard because I forgot to claim it. grrr... ang arte kasi ng la salle eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-110477018381015458?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/110477018381015458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=110477018381015458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/110477018381015458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/110477018381015458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2005/01/enrollment-off-going.html' title='enrollment off going'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-110179905218078520</id><published>2004-11-30T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T15:17:32.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walter's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;MIMI: READ THIS. PINAPAINGGIT KITA. hehe MAGCUT KA KASI EH. HEHE BI AKO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that it's been a while since the last time I posted in my blog. Well, today is Walter's birthday. I have to cut two classes just so I can go to his "birthday celebration". Well, everything goes on well. We went to rockwell, played bowling. Oh the bowling thing, let me tell you about it. Although im not an expert in bowling, but im not a moron in playing bowling either. Dont know what I happened, the ball just always seem to go straight to the canal. And the hole is so tight that my fingers almost literally broke into two. After that, we went to brother's burger for our lunch and the burgers are really good. The burgers are so good that walter bit his lips (accidentally) twice. hehe Nyways, after that we went to powerstation and while we are having fun, teph and irdrich went to sugarhouse to buy a cake. hehe kayong dalawa a... hehe So after singing happy birthday in the middle of the mall, we had our picture taken in picture card. Then, we ate the cake(it was really delicious). Then we watched alexander. The movie is great. Colin is really handsome in the film. UNFORTUNATELY, there is this lady beside me, she's kinda old na. Her breath STINKS!!! As in ang baho!!! You know, un amoy na parang she died for ten years then rose back to life without brushing her teeth. Worst of all, she keeps on mimmicking every single word "Alexander" says. Grrr... I was like: Ang malas ko naman. There are about a hundred sits in the movie house tapos dito pa ako napunta. hehe I was really tempted to tell her "PLEASE BRUSH YOUR TEETH." but then, when I saw that she was all alone watching a movie by herself in her old age, I pitied her. So, I endured her "Breath" for 3 hours. I thought I'm gonna have a stiff neck because all throughout the movie I leaned my head towards the right. Haayy... anyways, enough about the old lady. There is this secret that I discovered in Tephanie. She has a crush on "pretty boy". Ask her for more info. bwahahaha!!! After the movie, we left rockwell at about 6:10pm. We were stuck in makati for about an hour or more. To cut the long story short, We ate dinner after 10pm and I got home at 11:30pm which is the first time in my entire life. hehe here is our picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/wingeofus/WalterBday1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-110179905218078520?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/110179905218078520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=110179905218078520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/110179905218078520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/110179905218078520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2004/11/walters-birthday.html' title='Walter&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-110005814279187478</id><published>2004-11-10T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T11:42:22.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me in comlab</title><content type='html'>here iam again... in the computer laboratory killing time literally. hehe im waiting for my next class which is about 5 minutes from mow. hehe im a little disappointed at my teacher because she promised to return the cut and paste thingy to us but she didn't. because of that, i have to cram my research paper which is due on friday. I do hope that she wil give it back today or if not, im really ready to explode!!! hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-110005814279187478?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/110005814279187478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=110005814279187478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/110005814279187478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/110005814279187478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2004/11/me-in-comlab.html' title='me in comlab'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-109976024005890778</id><published>2004-11-07T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T01:56:04.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>frustrated</title><content type='html'>Im rather frustrated today because im trying to put a mp3 player in my blog but to no avail. Another is when I wake up this morning, my mom sermoned me for about 4 hours straight!!! Imagine that! That made me feel that my mom doesn't love me. My siobe used to sleep untill 1pm and yet she never scolds her but me... haay... But tonight, when we went to greenhills for our dinner, my mom surprised me with the girbaud wallet that I have been saving money to buy. hehe though i still can't figure out what I did to make her so mad, im kinda sori and touched at the same time for what she did. I promised myself that I'll strive to be a better person so that she won't get mad at me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-109976024005890778?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/109976024005890778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=109976024005890778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/109976024005890778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/109976024005890778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2004/11/frustrated.html' title='frustrated'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-109946734715827873</id><published>2004-11-03T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T15:35:47.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>computer lab</title><content type='html'>here im at the computer lab enlisting/doing research paper and slash stalking my crush(JOKE). hndi ako nagstalk sa kanya noh. he's the one who followed me here. naks ang kapal hehe nah just joking. I was enlisting when my crush sat beside me. hehe la lng. I just feel that my day is complete because of three reasons, first: I succeeded in chaning my layout yipee di na mukhang bata hehe second: I got a high grade in all of my subjects except dynarel. third and most important of all: SHOWING NA ANG YANG MEN HU JIANG-WARRIORS OF THE YANG CLAN. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. mimi, magugustuhan to ng mama mo. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-109946734715827873?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/109946734715827873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=109946734715827873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/109946734715827873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/109946734715827873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2004/11/computer-lab.html' title='computer lab'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-109704597116217184</id><published>2004-10-06T14:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T14:59:31.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I used to think that I will forget all about him once I have a new life in college. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I used to believe that it was just a crush. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But now I know it is something more than that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's something deeper, stronger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first time I saw him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I said to myself: "he's cute".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But once I got to know him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know he's sublime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm talking nonsense? Maybe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But for me Im not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No matter what happens,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this I know is true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll love him at any expense,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even if my heart turns blue,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or even after they take my heart away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This one thing is true:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I love you..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-109704597116217184?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/109704597116217184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=109704597116217184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/109704597116217184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/109704597116217184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2004/10/one-love.html' title='one love'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-109530537946288026</id><published>2004-09-16T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T11:29:39.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one of those days...</title><content type='html'>today is one of those days where nothing seems to go right. First of all, dis morning when my mom drop me off at Sto. Domingo church(dun ako umaabang ng FX), due to it's already late and I have a long exam in math so I have no choice but to board dis old and mabaho and kadiri na FX. Whew! it's really really hot in the FX as in HOT! it's so hot that i can't breathe. Furthermore,da person sitting beside me keeps on yawning(ang baho pa ng hininga) grrr... i was like im really really ready to kill someone you know? wen i paid the driver P20.00, he asked for an extra P5.00. I was like grrrr....... so I told him:"manong ang init init ng taxi nyo tpos overprice pa kayo." fortunately nsa lasalle na me so bumaba ne me. So one piece of advice to you guys out there: next tym, wake up early and choose your FX. Another thing is, pay the driver when you're near the destination place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-109530537946288026?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/109530537946288026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=109530537946288026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/109530537946288026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/109530537946288026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2004/09/one-of-those-days.html' title='one of those days...'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-109365928388874406</id><published>2004-08-28T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T10:14:43.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grrr... no classes</title><content type='html'>I know that u'll think im weird coz im actually mad that there's no classes. But if you were in mah shoes, u'll react the way I did. After studying for the whole nyt, I woke up early in the morning just to find out that classes is suspended. Man! that's bad! it's our final exam yesterday. hehe nyways, im glad that classes have been resumed. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-109365928388874406?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/109365928388874406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=109365928388874406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/109365928388874406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/109365928388874406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2004/08/grrr-no-classes.html' title='grrr... no classes'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-109331214290024259</id><published>2004-08-24T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T09:49:02.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haaayy... finals</title><content type='html'>its our final exam in math and natsci today. im soooo tired. i don't feel like taking the exam today. I want to sleep. hehe I want to add a border to my site but i don't know how and tinatamad din me. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-109331214290024259?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/109331214290024259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=109331214290024259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/109331214290024259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/109331214290024259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2004/08/haaayy-finals.html' title='haaayy... finals'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-109249674467363205</id><published>2004-08-14T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T23:19:04.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shirley's birthday party</title><content type='html'>badtrip talaga. I posted un blog there intentionally so that shirley will think im not going today. But it's so annoying. of all days when i can get sick, i got sick today. We are planning a surprise for her pa nman. really hope to go but i can't! sory shirl....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-109249674467363205?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/109249674467363205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=109249674467363205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/109249674467363205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/109249674467363205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2004/08/shirleys-birthday-party.html' title='shirley&apos;s birthday party'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-109238048679396432</id><published>2004-08-13T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T15:01:26.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friend's birthday party</title><content type='html'>2mrw is shriley's birthday party. she's my one of my berks here in college. But im sorry that i cnt attend her party because of a family gathering... It's such a shame. But I promised her that il really go on her debut... hehe dis is Lin Xin Ru signing off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-109238048679396432?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/109238048679396432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=109238048679396432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/109238048679396432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/109238048679396432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2004/08/friends-birthday-party.html' title='friend&apos;s birthday party'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-109223722654322723</id><published>2004-08-11T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T23:13:46.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fixing mah site</title><content type='html'>here iam, almost in da middle of the nyt fixing mah site. I haven't study yet for my 2 quizzes tomorrw. hehe c bernice kasi eh naging addict tuloy me. jke lng bern. dnt be angry. be hapi. so jollibee. hehe im so sabog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-109223722654322723?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/109223722654322723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=109223722654322723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/109223722654322723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/109223722654322723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2004/08/fixing-mah-site.html' title='fixing mah site'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-109218353424096733</id><published>2004-08-11T08:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T08:18:54.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im late</title><content type='html'>hehe here iam in da computer lab fixing mah site wyl da rest of mah clasm8s are listening to mr. boring. hehe hav to go bye!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-109218353424096733?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/109218353424096733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=109218353424096733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/109218353424096733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/109218353424096733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2004/08/im-late.html' title='im late'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887534.post-109201299700592991</id><published>2004-08-09T08:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T08:56:37.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>la lng</title><content type='html'>grrrr... i can't fix my site!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7887534-109201299700592991?l=winniecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/feeds/109201299700592991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7887534&amp;postID=109201299700592991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/109201299700592991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7887534/posts/default/109201299700592991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniecute.blogspot.com/2004/08/la-lng.html' title='la lng'/><author><name>winnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07753886384214458800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
