<?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-6847735479389874066</id><updated>2011-07-14T22:35:19.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...Island Girl loves Schami...</title><subtitle type='html'>My life is not Perfect but sure it rocks</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-4406310118819176330</id><published>2011-03-16T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T01:49:59.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Issue..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n6hrrfPuleA/TYB4M5sw8DI/AAAAAAAAAT4/mv3x7GEFtyg/s1600/pre%2Bnuptial%2Bpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n6hrrfPuleA/TYB4M5sw8DI/AAAAAAAAAT4/mv3x7GEFtyg/s320/pre%2Bnuptial%2Bpic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584595700981755954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mhZyg8-pQs4/TYB3XuPoyNI/AAAAAAAAATw/2IvgCzDrjvY/s1600/Pre-nuptial%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mhZyg8-pQs4/TYB3XuPoyNI/AAAAAAAAATw/2IvgCzDrjvY/s320/Pre-nuptial%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584594787373730002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           When Pinay Meets Joe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we met thru online , Just a simple hi and hello 's and who thought that after 5 yrs of waiting and stress we made it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life was not easy for both of us.. We gone alot of troubles for the last 5 years but i must say that the waiting is worthwhile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, i am here writing to my blog again! i always write things that makes me upset but now,  i want you to know that its ben 7 months that I am  already Mrs. Pasche, the moment that ive been waiting! but then i cant call my self Mrs. coz  until now we are still waiting for that we will be together soon for good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but despite of distance away! I am proud wifey to my dear husband and iam happy as well, we always chatted and talk online but we keep on missing each other! Hope we will be together soon !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just till here .. and i will make update as soon as i wont feel lazy! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-4406310118819176330?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/4406310118819176330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=4406310118819176330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/4406310118819176330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/4406310118819176330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2011/03/hot-issue.html' title='Hot Issue..'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n6hrrfPuleA/TYB4M5sw8DI/AAAAAAAAAT4/mv3x7GEFtyg/s72-c/pre%2Bnuptial%2Bpic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-4602429976518652358</id><published>2009-07-12T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T10:44:41.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just realize...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/Slog3Ax1YAI/AAAAAAAAARA/sLjFhkDdZ4I/s1600-h/100_5067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/Slog3Ax1YAI/AAAAAAAAARA/sLjFhkDdZ4I/s320/100_5067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357630836184539138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ln0"&gt;Sometimes i do hate the world, i hate my self, i hate the way we brought up, i hate even God! I keep asking god for all the wishes hopes, but it never come true.. i keep complaining...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln0');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln1');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln2"&gt;now i just realize how lucky Iam , to have a guy like him, who keep trying to understand me, to give me time even how busy he is..a guy who have a good soul, a guy you can call a real Man! He might not be a perfect one! We might differ in age but He was the one who makes my life perfect.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln2');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln3');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln4"&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln4');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln5');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln6"&gt;I realize god give me soo much in life..i regret sometimes and i even take for granted of everything i have.. i was jealous of other friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln6');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln7');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln8"&gt;but now I want you to know that even though my ultimate dream was never come true but im so lucky to have a family , my hubby with me, thru thick and thin.. one day all my dreams will come tru it is uncertain but i know it will be true!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln8');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln9');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln10"&gt;Thanks God for everything..&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln10');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln11');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln12"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x0x0x0&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln12');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln13"&gt;darelady&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-4602429976518652358?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/4602429976518652358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=4602429976518652358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/4602429976518652358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/4602429976518652358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-realize.html' title='Just realize...'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/Slog3Ax1YAI/AAAAAAAAARA/sLjFhkDdZ4I/s72-c/100_5067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-1143678150775906671</id><published>2009-06-12T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T10:48:17.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Weak, tired..</title><content type='html'>Its been long time again that i didn't visit my blog, since maybe i dont have  much energy to talk about my life coz there is N-O-T-H-I-N-G N-E-W.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father just past away, marc has been away, he is very busy getting into legal matters that i couldnt understand why he is always having a hard time, that im getting sick and tired of the legal problems, im afraid that maybe one day, i will be run away!  Well rigth now im loosing interest of getting married, going to canada. I mean i dont know where iam going what i will do, coz nothing's change since we met!  still hoping.. waiting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now,  what i really want is to find out, why does all my dream where never come true! I was that really bad of a person to deserve all of this things??????? I even forget G-O-D, going to church every sunday like i used to do before.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just unfair to me, coz i never committed something like cheating, betrayal!  but why i deserve all this. and also why does Marc have to suffer all this pains????? I feel so pity for him, i really like to help him out! i want to hug  him. to kiss him  to let him feel that he is an extra ordinary guy, that no matter what happen to his legal problems im always here for him! That i do love him from the bottom of my heart, that it does hurt me to see him having a hard time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i posted this things.. coz i just want to make my self feel better this is the only way i can shout.. or i can say how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okey thats it for now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-1143678150775906671?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/1143678150775906671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=1143678150775906671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/1143678150775906671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/1143678150775906671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2009/06/getting-weak-tired.html' title='Getting Weak, tired..'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-4586072589102573068</id><published>2009-05-23T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T12:58:51.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is a constant Change...</title><content type='html'>Im back to kablog world!.. Yes i was busy,  im not in the mood and what have you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father past away last month and it is really heart breaking for me, I dont want to go online.. i dont like to chat my friends.. i was very discourage of what happen. but life must go on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if only we are millionaire maybe we can save the life of my father, for me he is still young, and there lots of things that i wanted to show him.. i want him to feel that i love him soo much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i dont want to get back that bad memories! As long as my father is ok now, I am happy for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okey Another story  is, i just feel so great today, coz i also found out that my Fiancee is doing his best to get the divorce decree! that i feel so blessed that somebody is trully loving me! You know what guys?? Marc means a lot to me, without him my life is empty! I promise myself that i will love him for the rest of my life, coz he really deserve all the love,the happiness. i never thought that i could met a person like this, soo generous, smart, and soo sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rigth now im on a cloud nine.. i want to let you know all that i love this guy soo much! He rock my world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-4586072589102573068?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/4586072589102573068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=4586072589102573068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/4586072589102573068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/4586072589102573068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-is-constant-change.html' title='Life is a constant Change...'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-2469581816592302927</id><published>2009-03-19T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T05:45:51.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally  we found.. Eden. a taste of paradise...</title><content type='html'>Maybe you guys are wondering where the hell " I am"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes the love of  my life come and visit me again , we went to bohol,  visit our friends in dumaguete.. and i never thought that  he would take me to such beautiful place called " SANTANDER"  and we found a beautiful paradise called "eden" - a touch of paradise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never thought that there such a nice place like this.. my man take me to many places in phils and..  this is the only place  i really admire.. but dont get me wrong i still like bantayan island.. and singapore.... but you know what guys.. there is a little part of myself that i miss my "home town" i dont know why whats the special of that place.. but there are times that im longing for it... i miss my papa... and my sisters!  though sometimes i dont like to come home because my mom give me hard ball sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway people in bloggersphere! i would recommend you to visit Eden Resort in Santander! A very nice place, romantic.. and yeach it migth cost you an arm and leg but ..  it is all worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rigth now my honey bunny... relax at the terrace area.. so would you mind if i will join him?? hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will post pics once ill be home again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very happy camper!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-2469581816592302927?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/2469581816592302927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=2469581816592302927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/2469581816592302927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/2469581816592302927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally-we-found-eden-taste-of-paradise.html' title='Finally  we found.. Eden. a taste of paradise...'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-6198923415824774341</id><published>2009-03-17T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T07:14:08.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ups and downs..</title><content type='html'>Today, was about to check my emails then suddenly i remember that  one thing could make me feel better is my bloggersphere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very upset early this evening, i didnt like to eat to dinner, and i just wanted to stay in the room of our American friend where we sleep since we arrived here in dumaguete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very upset because, supposedly me and Marc will have a nice dinner at the indian restaurant, he was out all day long to spend a party at our American's friend. I was left in the house with Betty, Michelle, Kiana and the two lovely dogs! I ask betty if we could play tong it since, Marc  and Ron went to a party. So betty called one  of our friend, Grace and told her if she could come and play tong it with us! And yes Grace arruved around 2:30 Pm! so we started our game.. our all time favorite "tong it" ...It was not a lucky day for me coz since we started the game i keep loosing until Marc and Ron arrived!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know but i have a strong feeling that Marc really hates me because im playing because im wasting his MONEY!  It is not my intention for him to hate me.. to be crazy with tong it but i really admit that i do enjoy it soo much! How i wish i just could have my OWN money! that I wish i will no longer depends on Marcs money so that he wont get mad everytime i spend his penny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway what really makes me feel so bad as well is , i thought he will take me out to a dinner, like i said at the indian restaurant where we eat last year... when we finish playing tong it.. i told him " honey are we going out tonigth and then he just so busy.. searching something on internet!  Am i just being sensitive here?????????????? but i really dont like it.. i really feel sorry for myselfo that he keeps ingnoring me! that i cannot be special in his life?!! of course who am i to him? I am just a Filipina Girl who have nothing in this world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should i blame God? Should i blame my Parents? Im just soo sad and soo pissed today?! Pls God give me strength coz im really weak....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-6198923415824774341?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/6198923415824774341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=6198923415824774341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/6198923415824774341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/6198923415824774341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2009/03/ups-and-downs.html' title='ups and downs..'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-4008578380744283987</id><published>2009-02-20T00:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T00:44:30.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For every Dark Clouds there is always ligth coming thru!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SZ5s2UZ9ijI/AAAAAAAAAQo/rqHRRx517_I/s1600-h/CIMG5084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304797091535358514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SZ5s2UZ9ijI/AAAAAAAAAQo/rqHRRx517_I/s320/CIMG5084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;This the cute valentines card he give me! (There is music on when you open it) Very very nice card! I guess he got a good taste!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Everybody,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally one of my dreams come true! Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I repeat Guess what??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i finally have my new lappy as a valentines gift from my hubby! ---I am really surprise coz i didnt expect anything from him... and i was really sad this past few days since my father was again confined in the hospital, and he was very very sick. The doctor said his DM (Diabetes Mellitus Conflicts his heart and kidney.. and there is nothing we can do, just to give him medicines but no assurance that he will be cured?! Isnt it soo sad of reality? I really feel so bad of whats happening, i hate to see my father suffering. I may not show him how much i love him but i really do...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.... i dont want to think about the situation of my father coz it just makes me so sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets get back to my honey bunny suprise! ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parcel arrived in cebu Feb. 13, 2009 but because of our corrupt government they hold it coz we need to pay taxes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ive waited till Feb.19, 2009. ... but all the waits and disappointments are worth it! ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i got my lappy.. but wait.. wait guys... the fed ex delivery boys ask me to pay for the taxes! so i tell them.. isnt it paid yet already of my hubby?? then no "mam" the documents here says that you have to pay cash on delivery!... so it really really drive me nuts! i said to my self, nothing come easy, it is just infront of my nose! so close yet so far away! hahaaha.&lt;br /&gt;But Anyway after all the clarrification from Fed-ex , main office, everything is ok, and i got my new Acer laptop, with 3 bags of kisses chocs!.. hmmm i do really love it! Thank you soo much honey! and i do really really love my new lappy and i like the chocs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys here is the pics of my late valentine gift i recieved from my wonderful honey bunny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SZ5qX79Tk7I/AAAAAAAAAQY/7JBrWW-qeFA/s1600-h/CIMG5083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304794370553385906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SZ5qX79Tk7I/AAAAAAAAAQY/7JBrWW-qeFA/s320/CIMG5083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;My New Lappy! Bye Mac... but i will still keep you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SZ5qXhl2dOI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/oF-TPWOVz8s/s1600-h/CIMG5079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304794363475686626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SZ5qXhl2dOI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/oF-TPWOVz8s/s320/CIMG5079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;My Sister ... she like to explore my new lappy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SZ5qAiQbmOI/AAAAAAAAAQI/bs9xBrcGnEk/s1600-h/CIMG5082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304793968517290210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SZ5qAiQbmOI/AAAAAAAAAQI/bs9xBrcGnEk/s320/CIMG5082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;And ohh this the chocs... isnt he sweet??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-4008578380744283987?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/4008578380744283987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=4008578380744283987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/4008578380744283987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/4008578380744283987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-every-dark-clouds-there-is-always.html' title='For every Dark Clouds there is always ligth coming thru!'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SZ5s2UZ9ijI/AAAAAAAAAQo/rqHRRx517_I/s72-c/CIMG5084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-1983468747636106944</id><published>2009-02-05T03:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T03:24:18.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this song soo much!</title><content type='html'>BECAUSE OF YOU&lt;br /&gt;By: Kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not make the same mistakes that you did&lt;br /&gt;I will not let myselfCause my heart so much misery&lt;br /&gt;I will not break the way you did,&lt;br /&gt;You fell so hardI've learned the hard way&lt;br /&gt;To never let it get that far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid&lt;br /&gt;I lose my way&lt;br /&gt;And it's not too long before you point it out&lt;br /&gt;I cannot cry&lt;br /&gt;Because you know that's weakness in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'm forced to fakeA smile, a laugh everyday of my life&lt;br /&gt;My heart can't possibly break&lt;br /&gt;When it wasn't even whole to start with&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid&lt;br /&gt;I watched you die&lt;br /&gt;I heard you cry every night in your sleep&lt;br /&gt;I was so young&lt;br /&gt;You should have known better than to lean on me&lt;br /&gt;You never thought of anyone else&lt;br /&gt;You just saw your pain&lt;br /&gt;And now I cry in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;For the same damn thing&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt&lt;br /&gt;Because of you I try my hardest just to forget everything&lt;br /&gt;Because of you I don't know how to let anyone else in&lt;br /&gt;Because of you I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty&lt;br /&gt;Because of you I am afraid&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I could cry this relate to my life, but im still hoping that one day it will reliaze how much i love him!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-1983468747636106944?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/1983468747636106944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=1983468747636106944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/1983468747636106944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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lanterns.. and of course Christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas maybe i consider as my ever blue Christmas   since i was expecting that I'm gonna celebrate it with my fiancee but things don't come as what we expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to celebrate it but instead i want to get away.. to make me revive.. to find my self again!  So i plan to visit Dumaguete City and spend  two-three days there. Id like to be alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, i heard that we will gonna have a 13th month bonus! and they said yes it is true but  when i found it how much the others 13-th month pay is... i find it too unfair! We  work  very hard, we are the one who make sales?! but how come? I'm  very discourage of what i see today but that is what life about.. Life is never been fair..  You done good but  you will be  punished with our a reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's christmas time but i dont have wish.... no more dreams  but i still hoping that someday there  be a ligth coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christmas tree of my fiancee but made by Jean Michel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SUYfl3r4qaI/AAAAAAAAAMo/9FkbjWV8oZg/s1600-h/CIMG3377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SUYfl3r4qaI/AAAAAAAAAMo/9FkbjWV8oZg/s320/CIMG3377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279942348602124706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-5808527121578896929?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/5808527121578896929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=5808527121578896929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/5808527121578896929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/5808527121578896929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-is-very-sooon.html' title='Christmas is  very sooon'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SUYfl3r4qaI/AAAAAAAAAMo/9FkbjWV8oZg/s72-c/CIMG3377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-8182580109648729702</id><published>2008-12-14T07:40:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:29:06.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahjong time</title><content type='html'>It's sunday here the only time to relax and unwind... but how do you like to spend your sunday?? they said that sunday is time for God and family, which is true, coz this is the only time we bond with my sister and inlaws and ofcourse if im not that addicted of gambling i also have time to go to church. or then if we have money we spend our sunday at the beach with the whole gang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this past few days is been stressful for me, i was sad and lonely. Mad and want to give up life.! but guess what? one thing that make me revive beside shopping,, i like to gamble! Majong.. tong itss heehehe but of course i dont waste big money. It is just 1-2-3 game! it's fun thou my shoulders are sore! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who dont know what im talking about this is the meaning of what i say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong - is a game of Chinese origin usually played by four persons with tiles resembling dominoes and bearing various designs, which are drawn and discarded until one player wins with a hand of four combinations of three tiles each and a pair of matching tiles. --- okey Kapish?? hope so.. coz if you want to beat me, im just only blog away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-8182580109648729702?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/8182580109648729702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=8182580109648729702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/8182580109648729702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/8182580109648729702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2008/12/mahjong-time_3120.html' title='Mahjong time'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-73330034043850425</id><published>2008-12-12T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T07:02:22.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing you Bantay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;In Loving Memory of..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279289344526482834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SUPNsB8BfZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/x4TrFNj9hck/s320/bantay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Bantay Gomez~Pasche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;June 21,2008 -December 13,2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SUPKxi7L58I/AAAAAAAAAMA/iCfNF2mGEaM/s1600-h/CIMG3516.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't Believe how the incident goes fast, I witness how it happen! I'm talking bout Our Dog (Bantay) it so sad to say that we lost him tonigth, while are about to go to my mom's place, i didnt notice that i left our house gate open so bantay follow us, Me and joan supposedly crossing the street but Bantay go first, we didnt notice that there is a lousy motor bike driver. he didnt notice bantay and he crash him...i thought the guy died, but at least he wear helmet but my lovely dog is shaking and vomotting a blood. I did cry and i feel sorry, and im soo sad. It is the dog we took when we have summer vacation with Marc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SUPKxu0capI/AAAAAAAAAL4/QjizaR1jN1s/s1600-h/CIMG3515.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bantay me and your daddy loves you soo much! We miss you. And i hope your in a good hands!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SUPKxaokq5I/AAAAAAAAALw/1sANoao7Iyw/s1600-h/CIMG3447.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are his pics when he is puppy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SUPKxu0capI/AAAAAAAAAL4/QjizaR1jN1s/s1600-h/CIMG3515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279286143938751122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SUPKxu0capI/AAAAAAAAAL4/QjizaR1jN1s/s320/CIMG3515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SUPKxaokq5I/AAAAAAAAALw/1sANoao7Iyw/s1600-h/CIMG3447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279286138520251282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SUPKxaokq5I/AAAAAAAAALw/1sANoao7Iyw/s320/CIMG3447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SUPKyKsxvFI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ZVUjo7Y8PiY/s1600-h/CIMG3517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279286151422786642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SUPKyKsxvFI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ZVUjo7Y8PiY/s320/CIMG3517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SUPKxaokq5I/AAAAAAAAALw/1sANoao7Iyw/s1600-h/CIMG3447.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SUPKxaokq5I/AAAAAAAAALw/1sANoao7Iyw/s1600-h/CIMG3447.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-73330034043850425?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/73330034043850425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=73330034043850425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/73330034043850425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/73330034043850425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2008/12/missing-you-bantay.html' title='Missing you Bantay'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SUPNsB8BfZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/x4TrFNj9hck/s72-c/bantay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-1116078086502452853</id><published>2008-12-11T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:46:15.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still in pain...</title><content type='html'>Today is just the same as yesterday. I dont want to feel being mad, pissed and sad but i can't help it. Each day sames it bugs me alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel sorry to my fiancee for giving him such sour grape face each time we talk on yahoo or i give him a call. This is not i want him to see each day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls help me to overcome this feeling. I want to be happy and i want Marc to be happy too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SUIUrM61t6I/AAAAAAAAALo/ZPNmSpetQqk/s1600-h/2645435003_104bb82a60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278804445666588578" style="WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SUIUrM61t6I/AAAAAAAAALo/ZPNmSpetQqk/s320/2645435003_104bb82a60.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-1116078086502452853?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/1116078086502452853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=1116078086502452853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/1116078086502452853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/1116078086502452853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2008/12/still-in-pain.html' title='Still in pain...'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SUIUrM61t6I/AAAAAAAAALo/ZPNmSpetQqk/s72-c/2645435003_104bb82a60.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-1137291790717679984</id><published>2008-12-11T02:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:20:36.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Letter for my Fiancee</title><content type='html'>Honey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that neither one of us had in mind that we would meet someone on the Internet and fall in love but it has happened. And for that, I have no regrets. In fact, it is one of the best things that has ever happened to me in years. For this, and what has happened to us and between us I have you to thank. For almost the past year, you have brought so much joy to me that words can never explain.I never thought it would last this long, but it has. This is a clear indication that we have so much in common and we are building on something that is real. I hope we get the chance to see this thing through. There have been hard times, bad times and good times, but with that comes lonely times. We are facing a big trials rigth now, we both in pain  but honey i dont want us to stuck with this pain and hardships. I want us to pursue life, a life that we use to  dream, a HAPPY YET CONTENT!&lt;br /&gt;Please understand that we have so much to give to each other and I look forward to that day. Never know when it will be but im sure it wont take too tooo long!. It is just that there may be a more obstacles that we need to clear up, and I think you know what I am talking about. Besides that, we can and I know we will survive. &lt;br /&gt;And Also I thank God every day for letting you have the strength to pick up that phone and give me a ring and waiting for me on yahoo. Honey, those three years of waiting was all worth it. I wouldn't change it for anything. I just want you to remember that I am always here for you whenever you need me. I believe that God made us wait to be together for a reason. To HELP one another in our times of need. And if ever one of these days you are going to get sick of me but until then, you are stuck with me forever hahaha. Remember that I love you and I ALWAYS, I repeat, ALWAYS, will.I am sending you this to let you know that I have been sent an angel to be with me, and you are that angel and my inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Not much work here, keep thinking bout you! hope you wont get tired of this long message honey! comes from the bottom of my heart!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-1137291790717679984?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/1137291790717679984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=1137291790717679984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/1137291790717679984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/1137291790717679984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-letter-for-my-fiancee.html' title='My Letter for my Fiancee'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-5010808981178041673</id><published>2008-12-10T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:36:22.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected News!</title><content type='html'>Sorry that i forgot to update  my blog yesterday, i dont have enough strength to write, i got a horrible letter yesterday and i dont expect it, it totally ruin my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let you know guys that i have recieve a letter from the embassy telling me that my application was refuse because they found out that im not continous going to school since i took caregiving course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really cant explain the pain that im feeling right now! I wanted to cry all day long and i wanted to blame God! but i just realize that this is  not the end of the world.I dont want to hurt Marc, i dont want to be unhappy, i dont want to blame anybody coz everything have reasons why?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just hurtful coz we both expect that we will spend together this year but i guess it is not meant to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To My fiancee, i know i said some words that migth affect you but i want you to know that i love you soo much from the bottom of my heart. We maybe apart but it doesnt mean that i want to give you up! I miss you too and there is no days that i never dream to be with you. Life would be soo nice if we can be together? Dont know when but I'm sure it will happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friends, dont worry about me coz im pretty sure ill be ok.. me and marc will be strong and we have another plan and i reallyhope it will come true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-5010808981178041673?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/5010808981178041673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=5010808981178041673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/5010808981178041673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/5010808981178041673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2008/12/unexpected-news.html' title='Unexpected News!'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-6281728815863007983</id><published>2008-12-09T00:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:27:28.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Bum!</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back again to blogsophere world! I'ts been stressful  days for me lately that i dont even like to update my blog, friendster, and email!  But now i feel so bored so for once i like to wake up my blog site!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the update  of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Month is  my birthday month, im already 23, im getting  old ehh!  and my wish is,  me and marc can have a hapiness that we always want, to be each other sooner but not later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Lately im facing some problems with my friends, a little misunderstanding and one thing i learn is, You can have too many friends but never be too close, because if ever you have  misunderstanding it really hurts, they can be your worst nigthmare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not the least, im preparing gifts for my inaanak for  this coming holiday season... i cant think what to give.. but im pretty sure it will make me broke! hahaha but its okey, coz it always feel so great to give  and make those little kids smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okey just till here need to work now, i feel so bored here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE A NICE DAY EVERYBODY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-6281728815863007983?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/6281728815863007983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=6281728815863007983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/6281728815863007983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/6281728815863007983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2008/12/lazy-bum.html' title='Lazy Bum!'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-8268596320206605174</id><published>2008-10-25T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T03:22:36.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you like surprises?</title><content type='html'>I wanted to mak update yesterday but i was just extremely busy, I had  company meetings plus making some sales report since our Company President will come over next week. soo i really need to make a report before he will kick me out! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway i wanted to know if you guys here want some suprises? I know there are different kinds of suprises.. but one thing i really like is when you in the middle of busy life then someone sent you an expected  letter which you dont know the reason why .. or you can ask your self.. whats the occasion? ryt?uhmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after my busy day.. i feel so exhausted when i came home late...  there is something on my bed that caugth my attention!! someone sent me a letter.. soo ohh my god.. so i check it and then i found out that my fiancee sent it to me.. soo  i was thinking? why???  so i answer my self ahh maybe its because our anniversary is coming!  but i dont want to open the letter coz i wanted to call my fiancee and to let him know that.. ohh my god i got a letter from you.. soo i keep calling his phone but nobody answered!! the phone is switched off... i think i try to call him 7 times!!!! so i try his landline and its the answering machine! so i just leave him a message.. told him.. "honey whats up? give me a call if u have a minute"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i think he recieve my recorded voice so he give me  call..and i ask him if he can go online just quickly, i know he is been busy now adays because of legal probems... soo i really beg him because of the letter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we talk online..i showed him what i got..at first he act innocent.. hahaha but i told him. how dare you! thats a punch line that he loves to hear from me.. sooo he ask me to open the letter, and i ask him, i thougth i can open this on oct.28, but then he insist to open it....soo i open it then whati show is a letter with a nice ring with a caption telling me that... i deserve this ring.. soo im really shock... i dont expect.. and  finally when i read the letter.. it is such a sweet message.. i do cry to death coz  it makes me miss him soo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he told me how much he misses me.. how much he love me.. even though there are times i give him hard times! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i really like suprises.. i like it when he suprise me.. how about you? what would you like??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will post some photos here.. so that u will have idea what he gives me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-8268596320206605174?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/8268596320206605174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=8268596320206605174' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/8268596320206605174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/8268596320206605174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-do-you-like-surprises.html' title='How do you like surprises?'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-91826015710955897</id><published>2008-10-23T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T05:06:41.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Girl Thing</title><content type='html'>It just the usual day here, but i cant stop thinking of how things going of my life lately. I really dont know how to express it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from Manila, i feel so tired of everything, office work which is very stress full, shopping to the max at baclaran, green hills and also rockwell, which i spent way too much. I dont know why i like to shop alot because sometimes i realize i over do it, sometimes i just waste it, coz when i fit it it look ok but when im home... i dont like it anymore! Most girls  are like these ehh! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping makes me feel soo good!, it revives me!!! Its the second best thing after having a nice guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm i like dress, bags.. i like shoes..  i like house stufff, everything under the sun. im different when i shop , it is not just all for me.. but i buy some stuff for  my Family, some friends too, They said im  crazy but it makes me feel so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Manager make a garage sale for bags like chanel, gucci , prada... and  there is one there that i like soo much but the prices is way too high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it breaks my heart soo much. ehh i wish i could win millions so that i can buy the bag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok  signing off now.. will dreaming bout the bags. hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-91826015710955897?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/91826015710955897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=91826015710955897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/91826015710955897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/91826015710955897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2008/10/girl-thing.html' title='A Girl Thing'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-1557757952935341090</id><published>2008-10-22T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T01:48:20.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im back.. Alive and Kicking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hi everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back once again from a busy busy life... I really like to update my blog nowadays because of the help of my sister Ivy and also  without the help of My palangga "Honey" things will not be possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes guys im soo proud now to present my blog! I really like it alot.. not just like but i do love it soo much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i look forward each day to write and see my blog , being  a graduate of computer system designs and programming yes it is a big thing for me to have a super nice blog... so i dont mind to have ivy's help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i don't show much appreciation to ivy and honey, deep inside my heart i really love it soo much.. and my dream blog was just come true!!! Thank you soo much for everything.. things become possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayy mao nani binirthdayhan! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. there are soo much things that i want to share but.. again im busy busy busy..  soo i need to shut it off before i will spend soo much time with my pc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys.. and i will keep you posted.. i have soo much chikka ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-1557757952935341090?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/1557757952935341090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=1557757952935341090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/1557757952935341090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/1557757952935341090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-back-alive-and-kicking.html' title='Im back.. Alive and Kicking...'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-3098056010129476653</id><published>2008-09-09T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T09:28:52.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Struggles...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just want to share you guys want ive been thru these past few days... or should i say right now. Its like the im not lucky. I want somebody to comfort me, i wanted to cry out loud! Some people don't understand the way i feel right now! the feeling of being failure! the feeling of, alone! the feeling of not success in life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="ArticleTitle"&gt;T H E  P R O B L E M  O F  L I F E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;             &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span class="ArticleSubtitle"&gt;A Thought Experiment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Depression, anxiety, panic attacks, phobias, eating disorders, general neurosis and so on are all reactions to "The &lt;span style="color: black; background-color: rgb(160, 255, 255);"&gt;Problem&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="color: black; background-color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="emphasisSmaller"&gt;First of all,&lt;/span&gt; "the &lt;span style="color: black; background-color: rgb(160, 255, 255);"&gt;problem&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="color: black; background-color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt;" rarely comes up in conversation. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;             &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What comes up in conversations are the &lt;span style="color: black; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;problems&lt;/span&gt; - emphasis on the "s" - of &lt;span style="color: black; background-color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt;. There's not just one &lt;span style="color: black; background-color: rgb(160, 255, 255);"&gt;problem&lt;/span&gt;, there are many.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;             &lt;img style="width: 407px; height: 264px;" src="http://www.livereal.com/images/general/tree_of_life.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There is no one dont have a problems in life, thru my failures and experiences, these are my tips for all of you guys! I hope that i able to help you a bit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Always try to remain calm and logical when approaching a problem, resolution ultimately lies in this approach.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keep in mind the role others can play in problem solving. Although this article does not deal with group problem solving, team work often plays a vital role in such issues. The threat of personal tension in such situations merely underscores the importance of promoting clarity and logic within the group.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Consider problem solving books related specifically to your issue. Polya's book "How to Solve It", is an example of an excellent book for general problem solving.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Attitude is the key. The more problems you solve the greater is your experience with problem solving. You can apply a solution from one area to another only by gaining experience. Be open to new problems.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be brave.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dont loose hope! Never Give Up! God is always soo good!  To my fiancee, things have  been soo bad to you lately but i know you will  make it! I will always here beside you no matter what life bring us.. and i will fight for our love. I miss you soo much my love.. My Marc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-3098056010129476653?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/3098056010129476653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=3098056010129476653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/3098056010129476653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/3098056010129476653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2008/09/struggles.html' title='Struggles...'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-6146995862229349697</id><published>2008-08-20T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T09:29:16.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For My Papa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hi i feel so guilty because i started to ignore my blog. Ive been so busy lately just started my job, now i don't feel like working, i don't have appetite to work na gyud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand my self now, im missing my fiancee soo much, am thinking of my visa a lot. I'm thinking of my father.. soo many things in my mind! God pls. help me enligthened my mind and heart. i dont know where i will going too. i dont know what i feel rigth. i just want to feel numb. lifeless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nigth i was crying, im thinking how irresponsible iam to my father. i dont give hiim enough care, foods, even if i wanted to but i dont have enough capacity. i feel so guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my papa, i know you've done so many stupid things that cause our life in a mess! but i want you to know how i love you and how i feel for you, i am hurt of all the things but honestly i love u even more. i feel so pity everytime i seee you struggling. If only i have soo much MONEY, i will bring you to the fanciest hospital. thats why i really hope that i can make it to have a visa. so that once im in canada..i can able to support you the way i wanted to! Im so sorry papa that some of our dreams cant come true but iam making my very best for our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday we will be all laughing. someday you will be healthy again.. Papa i love you and i cant express the way i want it but.. deep inside in my heart your the only father that i will treasure for the rest of my life.. yes your not perfect but your the reason why there is Jeana in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-6146995862229349697?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/6146995862229349697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=6146995862229349697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/6146995862229349697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/6146995862229349697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2008/08/hi-i-feel-so-guilty-because-i-started.html' title='For My Papa'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-7555946371815863386</id><published>2008-08-13T20:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T20:28:13.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Accomplish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mission Accomplish !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hi everybody,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? just finished my speaktest exam!!! .. yes it is not that  tough but iam super tense, i dont know if my answer is correct or what?? but i did manage to answer all the question they ask me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that i  will pass.. and  i will have my medical exam soon! and i can fly to canada na gyud.. ky kapoi na huwat oi! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok till here coz i will be leaving and going to my hometown na.. pista  bya sa amo! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-7555946371815863386?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/7555946371815863386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=7555946371815863386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/7555946371815863386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/7555946371815863386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2008/08/mission-accomplish.html' title='Mission Accomplish'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-28358548107815237</id><published>2008-08-12T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T20:02:37.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;iM bACk...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hep horray! Yes im  back and still kicking!!! hahaha..  finally  have  a time to update my blog!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To all my friends, im so sorry for  being gone  for so long, indeed i do have a great time with  the love of my life... and sad to say   that... every vacation there is "goodbye" Yes he is back now to his home place?! :( &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel so lonely now, the saddest part of my life.. BUT  my love said that this wont be long for now..  ill be  there pretty soon! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes yes yes.. finally  got a news from embassyy advising me to take a speak test exam! rigth now i feel so nervous! but i will make my very best to passed this exam.. dli pud bya lalim! hahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope that everybody here will pray for my success! i cant wait to be wit h my fiance.. not just for vacation but i want to be called his OWN!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eventhough sometimes we do have a little differences but  there is something  bout this guy that i really love! he is not the richest man but  he do SOMETHING  that makes me very happy and content of life! without him.. i dont know whats my purpose in life.. I love my fiancee..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ok till now before i will cry! toink!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; signing off  now..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Schami_baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-28358548107815237?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/28358548107815237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=28358548107815237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/28358548107815237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/28358548107815237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-5226281571851056336</id><published>2008-07-08T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T05:50:55.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On vacation still....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hi everyone, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ehh its been long time that i didn't check my blog or make an updates! As all you know that I'm having great time with my fiancee. We do cherish every moment ehh! though sometimes we do have some misunderstanding but we wont let the day pass by without saying sorry or forgiveness. I cant live without him! and i cant stand without his side.. wow "makoy's effect" hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Right now Marc is not feeling well, he do have fever and also diarrhea! I give him my tender loving care and one thing i really like him is.. he do appreciate the smallest thing I've done for him!&lt;br /&gt;My friends, wont make this story long.. need to check my fiancee in our room again... and have to make tea for him.. i really miss "honeypie in lacion" alot! hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;here are two pics taken last week.. sorry cant upload more coz my cam is low bat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SHNh2YmG_VI/AAAAAAAAAJY/ImlmUpP6OB0/s1600-h/me+&amp;amp;+marc.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220623979995659602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SHNh2YmG_VI/AAAAAAAAAJY/ImlmUpP6OB0/s320/me+%26+marc.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I will never gonna let you go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SHNh2cOD_UI/AAAAAAAAAJg/OA7EAS44FzE/s1600-h/me+&amp;amp;+marc+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220623980968541506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SHNh2cOD_UI/AAAAAAAAAJg/OA7EAS44FzE/s320/me+%26+marc+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me &amp;amp; Marc at Intosan Resort..( &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;very happy gyud&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SHNhLKtx8qI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/CRZYVB-2iPg/s1600-h/me+&amp;amp;+marc+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-5226281571851056336?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/5226281571851056336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=5226281571851056336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/5226281571851056336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/5226281571851056336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2008/07/on-vacation-still.html' title='On vacation still....'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SHNh2YmG_VI/AAAAAAAAAJY/ImlmUpP6OB0/s72-c/me+%26+marc.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-8545279309866980077</id><published>2008-06-23T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T02:18:05.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected Tragedy!</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone im so sorry that it takes me long to write.. been busy so lately. Im cleaning our house.. and have soo many papers works to be done.. coz  im planning to have vacation leave since my fiancee will be here.. yahoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i just feel so sad yesterday and today because while i was watching tv .... there was a flash report and i couldnt believe because MV Princess of the Stars was sunked! and It was the boat we took when we go to Manila last December.. and i was really amazed  because that was the fancy boat i ever ride in my whole life! It is super huge! with great facilities! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really breaks my heart . there are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;700&lt;/span&gt; passenger missing! And there infants and kids ... my heart cries. I know everything have reasons why and i keep on praying that there are people survive at least.. hope so!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..I wont make this story long..I will just post some pics and make an update!!! Yehey 5  days to go.. Me and my honey will e together again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye everyone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;schami_baby signing off!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-8545279309866980077?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/8545279309866980077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=8545279309866980077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/8545279309866980077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/8545279309866980077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2008/06/unexpected-tragedy.html' title='Unexpected Tragedy!'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-6267409524967604647</id><published>2008-06-13T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T01:21:09.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FRIDAY 13TH...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Most people are scared of friday the 13th? what is it with this day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;This afternoon im really bug coz  i just realize that it is friay 13th and my fiance wil be leaving around friday 13th coz you know our believes here that it is no good to travel daw.  i really hope theres nothing wrong happen and no guys he wont be here in phils pa. hahaha anyway. heres the story well he will be going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;............................................................................................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm really amazed of the son of my fiancee "JM",  we all know that father's day will be on 15th, he bought a ticket for his father going to Florida. Isnt it nice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Its is father's treat! Marc really deserve a reward, he is a nice man, a good father to his kids, a well devoted. im so proud of him. Happy Father's day to you honey. and......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Well i was just thinking of giving my fiancee a gift but every online shop require's  credit card!  i dont have my own credit so i feel bad, but i came up to a wildest idea.. Since i have my fiancee's credit card details im going to buy him a gift using is credit card and  i will pay him once he is here. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;it is very funny because im almost done shopping online but i feel so guilty, so i called my fiancee, and ask him if he wants to receive a flower! but then he just told me that he will be off to florida  coz his son is invited him for golf and beach! and he ask me why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;So i told him a funny  idea. and then he laughs.. and he told me not to waste my money daw. thats why when in terms of gift i don't know what to give coz i feel that he can have anything he wants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;i guess all he needs is my love! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Honey i want you to know how happy iam and blessed that i met a guy like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Hope fully we will be together soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-6267409524967604647?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/6267409524967604647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=6267409524967604647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/6267409524967604647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/6267409524967604647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2008/06/friday-13th.html' title=''/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-3531086061086149619</id><published>2008-06-10T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T06:57:52.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Another Blue day!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, i was not able to write a blog coz i feel so upset... well it is just a misunderstanding with my fiancee, I admit that sometimes i feel that he don't love me that much?! hehehe crazy me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was being bug talaga because, i met and old friend of mine while i was waiting for a bus. she just stop by and say hello to me.. and she ask me a question that i dont like to hear it!  She just ask me that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why we are not married yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why take me so long to get a visa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they only know how i feel when i hear those ???, Deep inside in my heart i feel so hurt! I mean is it really important that you met your white guy? and you ask him to marry you???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it really an issue to be waiting for him so long? and wait for the visa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends, I'm not seeking a foreigner just because i want to marry him right away and want a visa?  I don't even dream to be in a interracial relationship but cupid hit my heart,  I don't know what love is until i met my fiancee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He brings soo much joy in my life.. He makes his best to please me and my family.. if we do have misunderstanding especially i make a non sense issue! He just understand me..  where can i find a guy like that???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not looking for love,  but then its just comes my way! I really fall in love with a white guy.. and Is it a big mistake for  waiting him as my husband to be? i mean is it really important to get married that fast without knowing that guy that much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, i want to get to know first, i don't care how long it takes ( but pls not 10 yrs) hahaha . Knowing Marc for 2 &amp;amp; 7 months is really great. I know his upside down.. i know when he is happy.. i know his worries.. and he knows also  me , he knows my strength and my weakness!! Thats very important coz "marriage" is a lifetime commitment. I don't  believe in divorce or annulment. well i cant say that  our relationship is perfect, because everybody have problems. But i make my very best to understand him, We differ about the age.. but we are very much comfortable of  each other. I'm so happy with that. I couldn't ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night i think i hurt Marc's feeling but i couldn't hide the pain i feel inside  when everybody ask me about us, marriage and visa?! I mean if they only know that they are punching my heart! its hurts coz who stupid girl don't want to get married.  but things are not as easy as everybody thoughts!  Our relationship but  we struggle some obstacle but we always try our best to figth for our love.. i almost want to give up cooz of this gossipers makes me feel bad.. but  I LOVE MARC SOO MUCH. i couldnt let him go, Life without him is nothing! bored, unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just need to  finish is business with his ex . It is not easy to be on his feet. I know how hard it is for him , thats why i want to love him as much as i can. he is a nice guy, he deserve a reward. When i think of his situation makes me cry. Life sometimes is soo unfair, but God have reasons why and have purpose for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont let the devil steal your joy. Thats one of the cornerstones of Joyce Meyer's teachings.  I know some people get weirded out when the devil is referred to, because it seems so hard core. But  Ive come  to realize that if we acknowledge his presence, we become aware of him and thus become beer able to fight and suppress him and his works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Marc sent me an email, he wanted to remind me of everything that makes me happy, He encourage me. Now i can see to myself that I'm truly blessed  having him and have my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SE_Y5i9c3YI/AAAAAAAAAEE/CuIwx_cCVGA/s1600-h/doll-image.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SE_Y5i9c3YI/AAAAAAAAAEE/CuIwx_cCVGA/s320/doll-image.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210621777039646082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-3531086061086149619?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/3531086061086149619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=3531086061086149619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/3531086061086149619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/3531086061086149619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2008/06/another-blue-day.html' title=''/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SE_Y5i9c3YI/AAAAAAAAAEE/CuIwx_cCVGA/s72-c/doll-image.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-2434680094884440433</id><published>2008-06-09T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T09:10:33.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hep..another rest day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SE1VQD_yIEI/AAAAAAAAADU/Z0dAW0zcHC4/s1600-h/monday.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209914078376632386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" height="159" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SE1VQD_yIEI/AAAAAAAAADU/Z0dAW0zcHC4/s320/monday.bmp" width="194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hi guys,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I dont have much to say today coz all i did today was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Got up&lt;/span&gt;---&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11 am&lt;/span&gt;!---&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;breakfast&lt;/span&gt;--- &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;thinking of my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;honey&lt;/span&gt;----&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ehhh VIDEOKE till&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11 pm!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and this time, im just thinking again to the guy that i love in a far away land. i want to know is what is he doing this time of day??? let me guess?? mmm shopping for phils gang?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SE1VQSQO-CI/AAAAAAAAADc/HS8dFcglw-U/s1600-h/sad+face.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209914082203727906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 71px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 47px" height="145" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SE1VQSQO-CI/AAAAAAAAADc/HS8dFcglw-U/s320/sad+face.bmp" width="149" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;honey you dont know how much i keep thinking and longing for you! I just cant wait to see you again! I miss the way you hug me during bed time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anyway im going to bed now, going back to work again tom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nyt nyt everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-2434680094884440433?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/2434680094884440433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=2434680094884440433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/2434680094884440433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/2434680094884440433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2008/06/hepanother-rest-day.html' title='Hep..another rest day!'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SE1VQD_yIEI/AAAAAAAAADU/Z0dAW0zcHC4/s72-c/monday.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-4923661519669375556</id><published>2008-06-08T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T06:38:16.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beach Outing!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEvc3WnIbQI/AAAAAAAAACs/y9sMh3dS3rc/s1600-h/jeana2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hi everyone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;How's everybody? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; just about to finished my day..but i want to share you some pics of our beach family outing!&lt;br /&gt;Everybody have a great time. but i was just thinking of my fiancee, but i know also he have a great time in Hamilton , Remy's place! I hope also that he sleep well. and have a nice day today!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Sunday, is one of my favorite day because, it is the only day we spend together with my family especially going to the beach, we do grill &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;baboy&lt;/span&gt;, fish, and some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;seafood's&lt;/span&gt;! and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wow&lt;/span&gt; today  i did  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;buy&lt;/span&gt; my favorite fruits! Watermelon! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mm mm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here's some of our pic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209500237504736514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEvc3WnIbQI/AAAAAAAAACs/y9sMh3dS3rc/s320/jeana2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Me &amp;amp; My sister..what a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt; world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Guest what game is this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEvc4A2oFSI/AAAAAAAAAC0/PrxURxPDAxw/s1600-h/jeana+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209500248844014882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEvc4A2oFSI/AAAAAAAAAC0/PrxURxPDAxw/s320/jeana+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; I know im gonna make it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEvc4kqHeHI/AAAAAAAAAC8/R4ftudjrw9c/s1600-h/jeana+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209500258455222386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEvc4kqHeHI/AAAAAAAAAC8/R4ftudjrw9c/s320/jeana+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Grrr.. Almost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEvc5F2j-_I/AAAAAAAAADE/BZUX-9YJtMs/s1600-h/Jeana.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209500267365792754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEvc5F2j-_I/AAAAAAAAADE/BZUX-9YJtMs/s320/Jeana.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hala na unsa man to? hehehe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEvc5tHs56I/AAAAAAAAADM/Ymyfyj6c3Ic/s1600-h/jeana1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209500277906663330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEvc5tHs56I/AAAAAAAAADM/Ymyfyj6c3Ic/s320/jeana1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Im just girl with simple dreams.. and that is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I wish that my man was here! Miss you honeybug!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;These are&lt;/span&gt; my selected pics.. and the rest im gonna post it in friendster site! Hope you had fun reading and watching my pics! Good nigth everyone! im deadly tired now!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;P.s I forgot have to call my honeybugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-4923661519669375556?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/4923661519669375556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=4923661519669375556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/4923661519669375556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/4923661519669375556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2008/06/beach-outing-hi-everyone-hows-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEvc3WnIbQI/AAAAAAAAACs/y9sMh3dS3rc/s72-c/jeana2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-4989590496551807624</id><published>2008-06-07T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T03:21:38.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Does It Mean ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myspacelayoutshome.com/" target="_blank" title="hearts/glitterimageshearts30.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 129px; height: 108px;" src="http://www.myspacelayoutshome.com/hearts/glitterimageshearts30.gif" alt="hearts/glitterimageshearts30.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspacelayoutshome.com/" target="_blank" title="Myspace Images"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Marc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspacelayoutshome.com/" target="_blank" title="Myspace Images"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &amp;amp;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspacelayoutshome.com/" target="_blank" title="Myspace Images"&gt;ea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspacelayoutshome.com/" target="_blank" title="Myspace Images"&gt;na&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspacelayoutshome.com/" target="_blank" title="Myspace Images"&gt;Forever&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hi guys, i just want to share you my ideas about how you feel, or this idea is meant for all the girls out there who are inlove.. If you have doubts of his actions this are the meanings... hehehe i know sounds corny but  it can be true! ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of you means&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; Holding your hand means&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;I like you&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Squeezing it means&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want to kiss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; Putting my head on your shoulder means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Comfort me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt; My hands on your waist means&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Biting my lip means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'m jealous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt; Staring into your eyes means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; Winking means&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;I adore you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Dreaming of you often means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You're someone special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; Being with you often means &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I can't live without you&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; And wearing your ring means&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You're mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"  &lt;a href="http://www.myspacelayoutshome.com/" target="_blank" title="hearts/glitterimageshearts30.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspacelayoutshome.com/" target="_blank" title="Myspace Images"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-4989590496551807624?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/4989590496551807624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=4989590496551807624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/4989590496551807624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/4989590496551807624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-does-it-mean.html' title='What Does It Mean ?'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-6289996679014967570</id><published>2008-06-06T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T06:50:12.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry Seems to be the hardest word!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEkSBrS50nI/AAAAAAAAACc/uDPAPeep9f8/s1600-h/sorry-jeana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208714264041869938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEkSBrS50nI/AAAAAAAAACc/uDPAPeep9f8/s320/sorry-jeana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I just want to share you guys, my experience a day ago. I really do have a big figth with my co- worker. I wont just detailed here what happen coz it is too long to say! i will just make the story short!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While we do have dinner last nigth, me , my sister, my co worker, the two house boy and the "bitch maid". Our food is beef, so while we are eating, i just notice that they dont eat the beef?? so im wondering why the maid, the house boy, didnt eat the beef?? its something logical question to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;So i ask the maid, why she didnt eat the beef knowing that, we eat beef all the time. and then she just reply to me. that " dli lang sa ko mokaon karon dai" but her eyes was looking to the houseboy with sarcastic smile? sooo i feel something fishy with that meat!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;So a day ago, we do have confrontation regarding the meat and i just found out that, the meat is rotten. so we are all shock, i mean if we are poisoned will they stand and give us justice? will they pay for the expenses? what if we will die? i mean she is really crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So i told her mistake and i didnt expect she took in a wrong way! so rigth now she dont like to talk to me.. i ask the boy that i like to talk to her regarding the issue coz i heard gossips that she keep telling everybody that im too proud of my self daw! eh what the hell is she talking about me'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I dont like to argue with her coz it is just a small problem. but why she just cant tell&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; i guess it is the hardest word for others!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A sincere apology costs nothing and it's a smart career move."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-6289996679014967570?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/6289996679014967570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=6289996679014967570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/6289996679014967570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/6289996679014967570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2008/06/sorry-seems-to-be-hardest-word.html' title='Sorry Seems to be the hardest word!'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEkSBrS50nI/AAAAAAAAACc/uDPAPeep9f8/s72-c/sorry-jeana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-7721304678333730190</id><published>2008-06-06T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T02:13:34.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moves ( the best you can do without any clothes on!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEj-uorK5GI/AAAAAAAAACE/5YRlh91Nmgc/s1600-h/massage%2520boy%25202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208693046199903330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEj-uorK5GI/AAAAAAAAACE/5YRlh91Nmgc/s400/massage%2520boy%25202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;In ancient manuscripts ( inlcuding the infamouse Kama Sutra) massage was called " the dance of love". It is intimate, soothing, sensual. It simultaneously relaxes and excites, making it the perfect couple bonding activitiy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Scented candles and romatheraphy massage oils.&lt;br /&gt;A large towel for him to lie on, and another to cover him up if he gets cold (massages ten to lower the body's tmeprature).&lt;br /&gt;Soft Music&lt;br /&gt;A locked door. ( you never know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What to remember&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;It's a touch massage, so you don't need to apply heavy pressure. Use slow, even, smooth strokes.&lt;br /&gt;The more continuous your movement, the more relaxing the masage will be. Let one stroke lead to another, keeping one fluid motion. Avoid sudden movements, and always maintain body contact. If you need to reapply oil, flip your hand over so the back of your hand still touching his body.&lt;br /&gt;Don't break the rhythm by lingering on one spot, unless he specifically ask you to.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to apply a little pressure, use your body weigth rather than your arm strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Getting Ready&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Dim the ligths. Tell him to lie down, face down and legs straigth. you can sit on the small of his back, or at his side.&lt;br /&gt;Don't apply oil directly on the skin. Instead, pour a small amount (two teaspoons is recommended) into your palm and then rub your hands together to warm it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Step 1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;First, strecth. Place one hand on his waist, the other on his shoulder. Apply pressure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Step 2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then place your hands near his waist. Slide upwards (stay away from the spine) towards the shoulders. Reverse the movement going from the shoulder towrds the waist. Repeat several time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Step 3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit on his left side. Reach over and place your hands at the rigth side of his trunk, near his waist. Then gently slide upwards towards the spine, then down again. Repeat several times, but shifting a ittle close to the side each time, until you reach the arm pit. shirt to the other side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Step 4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place you left hand nea his shoulder, and your rigth hand directly underneath forming a ring with your forfingers and thumbs. this is above his scapula, that part of the back are always tigthens into a painful knot when you're stressed. Move yourhands in one circular motion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Step 5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place your hands above his wiast, palms flat on his back. Press thumbs about an in awaya from the ide of shi spine. SLide hands up towards the shoulder,and then down his forearms before going back to the orginal position. Its very " butterfly like movement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Step 6&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slide your hands from his forearm down to his elbow, and upwards again. Keep your fingers together. Also apply pressure with thumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-7721304678333730190?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/7721304678333730190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=7721304678333730190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/7721304678333730190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/7721304678333730190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2008/06/moves-best-you-can-do-without-any.html' title='Moves ( the best you can do without any clothes on!)'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEj-uorK5GI/AAAAAAAAACE/5YRlh91Nmgc/s72-c/massage%2520boy%25202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-7459874406369455229</id><published>2008-06-03T01:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T02:06:23.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COUNTDOWN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEUHo5arKVI/AAAAAAAAABs/PLni-syHec8/s1600-h/marc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 191px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEUHo5arKVI/AAAAAAAAABs/PLni-syHec8/s400/marc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207576943312709970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;"the only man i love for the rest of my life"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dv.daisypath.com/tCMop8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 408px; height: 81px;" src="http://dv.daisypath.com/tCMop8.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-7459874406369455229?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/7459874406369455229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=7459874406369455229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/7459874406369455229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/7459874406369455229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2008/06/countdown.html' title='COUNTDOWN'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEUHo5arKVI/AAAAAAAAABs/PLni-syHec8/s72-c/marc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-5684293817469407765</id><published>2008-06-03T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T02:03:15.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont be so jugdmental!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dv.daisypath.com/tCMop8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://dv.daisypath.com/tCMop8.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Hi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I just want to share my experience last night. while i was working here, i thought of the person i love, so i  just signed to my skype and yahoo account wondering if he is there. So when i sign in i got a off line msg from my fiancee' asking me where iam! i  give a ring but he didn't answer, so i called many times and he didn't answer. So i was freaking mad! hahaha  after 10 minutes i give him call again! soo yes yes yes. he pick up the phone finally. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;So he said hello my love, and i response.. where the hell is he! hahaha ( bad girl ehh) so he told me that he is very busy, driving, going to fixed his car. go to get a new faucet coz apparently his faucet is kaput!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;So okey i told him i understand, and then he told me that he wont have time to chat with me tonigth because he do have a heavy agenda. so i told him, okey byebye and have a nice day! (bad  girl again) ehh, im just so pissed. because its been two days already that i never see him! i missed him alot. and this is hardest part in our relationship. It is so hard to explain the way i feel but it is the shitty feeling. hurts me alot seeing him that he do suffered. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;So anyway when i came home, i didnt realize i left my phone, ehh i got 8 mgs and  4 of them is from my love, around 7pm here , 7am in Canada, he is up and want to see me! i guess he waited for me online. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;And i feel so guilty, i give him a call around 12 midnigth and i ask for forgiveness, it different of what i thougth! hahaha soo he is so nice guy and he told me that i  dont have to say sorry! and he said he cant wait to see me again. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I know it will gonna be soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ok thats it and the  lesson of this story is..  dont be so judgmental &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Jeana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-5684293817469407765?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/5684293817469407765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=5684293817469407765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/5684293817469407765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/5684293817469407765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2008/06/dont-be-so-jugdmental.html' title='Dont be so jugdmental!'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-4213860482658997963</id><published>2008-06-02T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T02:48:46.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny xan...and my beautiful Jea</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hi everyone!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Im sorry that i didnt have time to write yesterday, im soo exhausted! Since we dont have electricity, My family decided to go to the beach. We do eat there, play tong its,, and im having fun with my pamangkins! hahahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207216693864379410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEO__npFNBI/AAAAAAAAABU/T4fjvJKPt0s/s320/funny+xan" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I burried him and he seems he like it hahaa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEO9PXpFM7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/UQTi9Xma9Es/s1600-h/jea+and+xan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207213665912435634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEO9PXpFM7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/UQTi9Xma9Es/s320/jea+and+xan.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;They like the sand soo much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEO9P3pFM8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/dqZeQ-KPjwg/s1600-h/jea+and+xan2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207213674502370242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEO9P3pFM8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/dqZeQ-KPjwg/s320/jea+and+xan2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Jea and Xan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEO9QHpFM9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/weHoh0PHBXE/s1600-h/xan3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207213678797337554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEO9QHpFM9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/weHoh0PHBXE/s320/xan3.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;My baby Xan Floyd...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-4213860482658997963?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/4213860482658997963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=4213860482658997963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/4213860482658997963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/4213860482658997963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2008/06/funny-xanand-my-beautiful-jea.html' title='Funny xan...and my beautiful Jea'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEO__npFNBI/AAAAAAAAABU/T4fjvJKPt0s/s72-c/funny+xan' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6847735479389874066.post-285081114453955103</id><published>2008-05-30T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T10:04:33.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEAzOgafeYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MOrGHPFA2eI/s1600-h/CIMG0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206217493552527746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEAzOgafeYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MOrGHPFA2eI/s320/CIMG0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hello everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I just want to try this out, i have a good friend, who is very busy of her blog! hahaha she really inspire me to do this one?! anyway her name is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"secret"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I tried to make a blog before but, im just to busy.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyway let me introduce my self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;you can call me "jeana" but most people pronounce it "gina" but its ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i dont want to say that iam just a simple girl!hehehe, actually iam a woman who have lots of ambitions in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i love my family, love my friends.. and opps im TAKEN !, im officialy engaged to a wonderful guy somewhere who lives in canada. I really do love him so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i love adventures, beach outing, road trip, and watching live bands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i really love to sing, im trying hard to have a nice voice! i can sing every minute of the day! hahaha. yes its true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and last but not the least.. i love cooking sooo much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hates hates hates...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;what i really hate is when you gave your best and still it wasnt good enough for them.:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dishonest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;liar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;no respect to everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i guess thats all i can say rigth now hahaha.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So i hope this will keep me busy and as the same it will make my day very happy when im down!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;schamibaby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6847735479389874066-285081114453955103?l=islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/feeds/285081114453955103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6847735479389874066&amp;postID=285081114453955103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/285081114453955103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6847735479389874066/posts/default/285081114453955103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://islandgirllovesschami.blogspot.com/2008/05/first-time.html' title='First time'/><author><name>~islandgirl~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00694826020152776024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SPn6L5PU6cI/AAAAAAAAAKo/69Y_fUYiX-I/S220/1_416594165l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Gy1JdfYdNtc/SEAzOgafeYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MOrGHPFA2eI/s72-c/CIMG0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
