<?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-4821648780455649163</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:45:16.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Styricpriestess</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>102</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-2681308014761552786</id><published>2012-02-12T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T04:39:04.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once in a lifetime - Enigma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"Cuando noche esta, te esperaré&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Quiero volverte loco esta noche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Con la luna llena, te esperaré&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Hoy morirás entre mis brazos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Y nunca soñarás de algo mas"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sW4AdPv3GgY?fs=1" width="459"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-2681308014761552786?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/2681308014761552786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=2681308014761552786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2681308014761552786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2681308014761552786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2012/02/once-in-lifetime-enigma.html' title='Once in a lifetime - Enigma'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/sW4AdPv3GgY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-6878988318168381226</id><published>2012-01-22T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T06:01:51.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Dispositivo de conocimiento Bio óptico Organizado: BOOK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Un producto revolucionario.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iwPj0qgvfIs?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&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/4821648780455649163-6878988318168381226?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/6878988318168381226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=6878988318168381226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/6878988318168381226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/6878988318168381226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2012/01/popularlibroscom-book-version-completa.html' title='Book'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/iwPj0qgvfIs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-503002229399823176</id><published>2012-01-15T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T00:42:43.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi último adiós [ Antología de poesía filipina]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2xVSS8R7c4c?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;¡Adiós!, patria adorada, región del sol querida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;perla del mar de oriente, nuestro perdido Edén!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A darte voy alegre la triste mustia vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;y fuera más brillante, más fresca, más florida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;también por ti la diera, la diera por tu bien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;En campos de batalla, luchando con delirio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;otros te dan sus vidas sin dudas, sin pesar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;el sitio nada importa, ciprés, laurel o lirio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;cadalso o campo abierto, combate o cruel martirio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;lo mismo es si lo piden la patria y el hogar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Yo muero cuando veo que el cielo se colora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;y al fin anuncia el día tras lóbrego capuz;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;si grana necesitas para teñir tu aurora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;vierte la sangre mía, derrámala en buen hora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;y dórela un reflejo de su naciente luz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mis sueños cuando apenas muchacho adolescente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;mis sueños cuando joven ya lleno de vigor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;fueron el verte un día, joya del mar de oriente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;secos los negros ojos, alta la tersa frente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;sin ceño, sin arrugas, sin manchas de rubor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ensueño de mi vida, mi ardiente vivo anhelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;¡Salud te grita el alma que pronto va a partir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;¡Salud! Ah, que es hermoso caer por darte vuelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;morir por darte vida, morir bajo tu cielo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;y en tu encantada tierra la eternidad dormir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Si sobre mi sepulcro vieres brotar un día&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;entre la espesa yerba sencilla, humilde flor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;acércala a tus labios y besa el alma mía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;y sienta yo en mi frente bajo la tumba fría&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;de tu ternura el soplo, de tu hálito el calor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Deja a la luna verme con luz tranquila y suave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;deja que el alba envíe su resplandor fugaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;deja gemir al viento con su murmullo grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;y si desciende y posa sobre mi cruz un ave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;deja que el ave entone su cántico de paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Deja que el sol, ardiendo, las lluvias evapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;y al cielo tornen puras con mi clamor en pos;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;deja que un ser amigo mi fin temprano llore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;y en las serenas tardes cuando por mí alguien ore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;¡Ora también, oh Patria, por mi descanso a Dios!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ora por todos cuantos murieron sin ventura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;por cuantos padecieron tormentos sin igual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;por nuestras pobres madres que gimen su amargura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;por huérfanos y viudas, por presos en tortura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;y ora por ti que veas tu redención final&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Y cuando en noche oscura se envuelva el cementerio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;y solos sólo muertos queden velando allí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;no turbes su reposo, no turbes el misterio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;tal vez acordes oigas de cítara o salterio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;soy yo, querida patria, yo que te canto a ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Y cuando ya mi tumba de todos olvidada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;no tenga cruz ni piedra que marquen su lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;deja que la are el hombre, la esparza con la azada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;y mis cenizas, antes que vuelvan a la nada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;el polvo de tu alfombra que vayan a formar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Entonces nada importa me pongas en olvido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;tu atmósfera, tu espacio, tus valles cruzaré&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;vibrante y limpia nota seré para tu oído&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;aroma, luz, colores, rumor, canto, gemido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;constante repitiendo la esencia de mi fe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mi patria idolatrada, dolor de mis dolores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;querida Filipinas, oye el postrer adiós&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;ahí te dejo todo, mis padres, mis amores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;voy donde no hay esclavos, verdugos ni opresores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;donde la fe no mata, donde el que reina es Dios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Adiós padres y hermanos, trozos del alma mía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;amigos de la infancia en el perdido hogar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;dad gracias que descanso del fatigoso día&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;adiós dulce extranjera, mi amiga, mi alegría&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;adiós queridos seres, morir es descansar&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/4821648780455649163-503002229399823176?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/503002229399823176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=503002229399823176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/503002229399823176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/503002229399823176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2012/01/mi-ultimo-adios-antologia-de-poesia.html' title='Mi último adiós [ Antología de poesía filipina]'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/2xVSS8R7c4c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-4012963652671392082</id><published>2012-01-15T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T00:32:16.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acento</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;No sé si hablo en español así. La diferencia es que yo no hablo español como lengua materna.&amp;nbsp;He estudiado la lengua hace dos años ya y sé que tengo un acento un poco diferente. Me encanta el acento de mi profesora,que es de Cuenca, y intento imitarla. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WSC7D5ahyyU?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-4012963652671392082?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/4012963652671392082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=4012963652671392082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/4012963652671392082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/4012963652671392082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2012/01/espanol-de-filipinas-entiendes-el.html' title='Acento'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/WSC7D5ahyyU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-6831723456020541972</id><published>2012-01-14T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T23:37:09.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blondie - The tide is high</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.699219);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;One of those rare occasions where the cover is better than the original.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ppYgrdJ0pWk?fs=1" width="459"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-6831723456020541972?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/6831723456020541972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=6831723456020541972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/6831723456020541972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/6831723456020541972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2012/01/blondie-tide-is-high.html' title='Blondie - The tide is high'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ppYgrdJ0pWk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-307831314516071983</id><published>2012-01-11T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T07:57:35.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Canon in D Major</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Failed attempt. Angel Piano application downloaded free from the Android market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/e5LUwpaIO7o?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" width="459"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-307831314516071983?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/307831314516071983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=307831314516071983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/307831314516071983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/307831314516071983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2012/01/canon-in-d-major.html' title='Canon in D Major'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/e5LUwpaIO7o/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-2007136996465106303</id><published>2012-01-06T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:45:49.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Linguaphile</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;¿Porque aprender español?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Una buena pregunta. Todo &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;empezó cuando decidí &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a estudiar otra lengua extranjera. No pensaba sobre los beneficios de saber otra lengua ni los beneficios en el empleo aquí en Filipinas. Solo por la razón que tenía que estudiar otra lengua. Preguntaba a&amp;nbsp;mi prima que es licenciada en Historia y ella estudiaba frances y español en la universidad. Ella me recomendó que aprendiera español. &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span a="undefined" c="4" class="short_text" closure_uid_pswqk8="175" id="result_box" lang="es" pc="null"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_pswqk8="450"&gt;Así que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_pswqk8="451"&gt;me inscribí en&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_pswqk8="452"&gt;el Instituto Cervantes, pensando &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;que el español sería la más fácil para aprender en comparación con las otras lenguas. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3436/3728026394_79c573f1a6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3436/3728026394_79c573f1a6.jpg" width="263" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;La verdad es que al principio no me gustaba el sonido del español. Pensaba que era muy fuerte y no sonaba bonito como el francés y el japonés. A pesar de que me gustaba estudiar otro idioma distinto al español, seguí estando matriculada en el Instituto Cervantes. Empecé a ver películas españolas y empezaba a apreciar la lengua y su cultura. Me sorprendió mucho descubrir que el aprendizaje de una nueva lengua no hay tal cosa como una lengua más fácil de aprender. Hay que encontrar dificultades en el camino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-2007136996465106303?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/2007136996465106303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=2007136996465106303' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2007136996465106303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2007136996465106303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2012/01/linguaphile.html' title='Linguaphile'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3436/3728026394_79c573f1a6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-6346952451105743142</id><published>2012-01-06T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T05:28:25.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tin Tin Shop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I chanced upon this store in Chinatown earlier today when I was looking for affordable clothes and shoes in the area. Although it looked very interesting, I didn't go inside since the shop was already crowded. I wonder if the price is as enticing as the products.&amp;nbsp;Hmmm....I'll find out next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PIJUG5KwIWo/Twb0d0kMKrI/AAAAAAAAAPY/grWd36k1Dqo/s1600/2012-01-06+20.11.05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PIJUG5KwIWo/Twb0d0kMKrI/AAAAAAAAAPY/grWd36k1Dqo/s640/2012-01-06+20.11.05.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-6346952451105743142?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/6346952451105743142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=6346952451105743142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/6346952451105743142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/6346952451105743142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2012/01/tin-tin-shop.html' title='Tin Tin Shop'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PIJUG5KwIWo/Twb0d0kMKrI/AAAAAAAAAPY/grWd36k1Dqo/s72-c/2012-01-06+20.11.05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-8513087389430638626</id><published>2012-01-03T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T04:19:22.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>QR Code</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I now have a QR code. Yay! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img alt="qrcode" src="http://qrcode.kaywa.com/img.php?s=8&amp;amp;d=http%3A%2F%2Fkookibar.blogspot.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-8513087389430638626?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/8513087389430638626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=8513087389430638626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/8513087389430638626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/8513087389430638626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2012/01/qr-code.html' title='QR Code'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-5077999731410131903</id><published>2012-01-03T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T02:26:49.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out-of-boredom Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: normal; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Sickness and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;boredom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: normal; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;don't&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;really&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="background-color: white; font-style: normal; line-height: 16px;"&gt;go together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 16px;"&gt;. That mixture sucks. So here I am, sick and bored with only my mobile phone to perk me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yAqXHvNJmQQ/TwK8RsJ8ArI/AAAAAAAAAO4/uBu5MNnOYZ4/s1600/FxCam_1325578539499.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yAqXHvNJmQQ/TwK8RsJ8ArI/AAAAAAAAAO4/uBu5MNnOYZ4/s400/FxCam_1325578539499.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9xPyA3oeNDY/TwK8SgA2RXI/AAAAAAAAAO8/WtxLFr5GmRw/s1600/FxCam_1325578625755.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9xPyA3oeNDY/TwK8SgA2RXI/AAAAAAAAAO8/WtxLFr5GmRw/s400/FxCam_1325578625755.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O1Rd7RmKrjQ/TwK8TOF8VAI/AAAAAAAAAPE/28--tpLF8uo/s1600/FxCam_1325578744846.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O1Rd7RmKrjQ/TwK8TOF8VAI/AAAAAAAAAPE/28--tpLF8uo/s400/FxCam_1325578744846.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--yF58IBwzOE/TwK8UBTQZRI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/5lpPopJVH78/s1600/FxCam_1325578859994.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--yF58IBwzOE/TwK8UBTQZRI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/5lpPopJVH78/s400/FxCam_1325578859994.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4821648780455649163-5077999731410131903?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/5077999731410131903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=5077999731410131903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/5077999731410131903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/5077999731410131903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2012/01/out-of-boredom-photos.html' title='Out-of-boredom Photos'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yAqXHvNJmQQ/TwK8RsJ8ArI/AAAAAAAAAO4/uBu5MNnOYZ4/s72-c/FxCam_1325578539499.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-4364620673157753620</id><published>2012-01-02T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T07:11:33.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ennui</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;2nd day of the year and I'm still down with fever. Since there's nothing for me to do inside the house, I tinkered with my phone's FxCamera app. It's a pretty neat application where you can do lots of things with your phone's camera. Oh well, I know these photos won't make it in the Nat Geo website but taking random pictures somehow helped alleviate my boredom. For no special reason, my favorite subject for today is my little red pin cushion. Well, there you go folks. This is the product of me being sick and bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0vMS1-xqiWQ/TwHHgr1jEDI/AAAAAAAAAOE/I5tEbd9hH_U/s1600/FxCam_1325516585737.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0vMS1-xqiWQ/TwHHgr1jEDI/AAAAAAAAAOE/I5tEbd9hH_U/s400/FxCam_1325516585737.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uCUXUQAZNyc/TwHHjUHpfvI/AAAAAAAAAOM/YYcPEpfs2So/s1600/FxCam_1325516625268.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uCUXUQAZNyc/TwHHjUHpfvI/AAAAAAAAAOM/YYcPEpfs2So/s400/FxCam_1325516625268.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gzh_PTsgT5g/TwHHkUcYtgI/AAAAAAAAAOU/_9TIKxWNZ0o/s1600/FxCam_1325516690644.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gzh_PTsgT5g/TwHHkUcYtgI/AAAAAAAAAOU/_9TIKxWNZ0o/s400/FxCam_1325516690644.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R_yCgnfRwXc/TwHHmRtfeHI/AAAAAAAAAOc/9wR5ORVnPtM/s1600/FxCam_1325516720682.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R_yCgnfRwXc/TwHHmRtfeHI/AAAAAAAAAOc/9wR5ORVnPtM/s400/FxCam_1325516720682.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xHczjUJKNCg/TwHHoi13VrI/AAAAAAAAAOg/-EsrXg_6hRQ/s1600/FxCam_1325516750361.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xHczjUJKNCg/TwHHoi13VrI/AAAAAAAAAOg/-EsrXg_6hRQ/s400/FxCam_1325516750361.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zA3hA3cacQw/TwHHqc8caBI/AAAAAAAAAOs/IbeUWuaSyZI/s1600/FxCam_1325516801738.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zA3hA3cacQw/TwHHqc8caBI/AAAAAAAAAOs/IbeUWuaSyZI/s400/FxCam_1325516801738.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/4821648780455649163-4364620673157753620?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/4364620673157753620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=4364620673157753620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/4364620673157753620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/4364620673157753620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2012/01/ennui.html' title='Ennui'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0vMS1-xqiWQ/TwHHgr1jEDI/AAAAAAAAAOE/I5tEbd9hH_U/s72-c/FxCam_1325516585737.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-6113182905996239275</id><published>2012-01-01T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T03:32:57.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello 2012!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;After spreading cheer and goodwill, I greeted the new year with a blast - in bed with high fever. Naturally I got bored. &lt;/span&gt;I live a bit far from the city center so I was not able to caught a glimpse of the fireworks display from my bedroom window. Nonetheless,&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;I took my camera and took some random pictures inside my room. I know it's not a good way to start the year but it's better than moping around. Happy 2012 everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_dLNcf2m6tk/TwAbJ7Kpj1I/AAAAAAAAANE/vTyOoAuq2RQ/s1600/IMG_9419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_dLNcf2m6tk/TwAbJ7Kpj1I/AAAAAAAAANE/vTyOoAuq2RQ/s320/IMG_9419.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4nS6jRIaD8g/TwAbNRCV1CI/AAAAAAAAANU/MJEPLYsh1IU/s1600/IMG_9426.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4nS6jRIaD8g/TwAbNRCV1CI/AAAAAAAAANU/MJEPLYsh1IU/s320/IMG_9426.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X1G7ATpcuAU/TwAbO4cHMeI/AAAAAAAAANc/E-aptYqXlqw/s1600/IMG_9427.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X1G7ATpcuAU/TwAbO4cHMeI/AAAAAAAAANc/E-aptYqXlqw/s320/IMG_9427.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-akG_GJTI-ik/TwAbQkTfxbI/AAAAAAAAANk/FNfxM_ECj_A/s1600/IMG_9428.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-akG_GJTI-ik/TwAbQkTfxbI/AAAAAAAAANk/FNfxM_ECj_A/s320/IMG_9428.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G5mute7OmLw/TwAbSI4S3jI/AAAAAAAAANs/z9v009HNMdA/s1600/IMG_9433.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G5mute7OmLw/TwAbSI4S3jI/AAAAAAAAANs/z9v009HNMdA/s320/IMG_9433.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K6Dmsp_l9BU/TwAcGj_IQqI/AAAAAAAAAN4/bzeqOOA5qng/s1600/IMG_9420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K6Dmsp_l9BU/TwAcGj_IQqI/AAAAAAAAAN4/bzeqOOA5qng/s320/IMG_9420.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/4821648780455649163-6113182905996239275?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/6113182905996239275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=6113182905996239275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/6113182905996239275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/6113182905996239275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2012/01/hello-2012.html' title='Hello 2012!'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_dLNcf2m6tk/TwAbJ7Kpj1I/AAAAAAAAANE/vTyOoAuq2RQ/s72-c/IMG_9419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-7026198355176351540</id><published>2011-12-06T01:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T01:28:22.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oldies but goodies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ItVEhL-T7qQ" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Saw this video while I was browsing oldies songs on youtube. Amazing! The iconic Petula Clark is just amazing. This song brings a lot of childhood memories. I remember I used to complain when my parents would play oldies songs because they made me feel sleepy. I still remember my father's reason when us kids would complain about it. He said that it was "their turn" to listen to the songs of their generation and that they only get to listen to it once a week (for some reason, Sunday is the only day in the week where radio stations play songs from the yesteryear in my country). And besides, my parents have the opinion that contemporary music is totally rubbish. They'd start comparing the music in the 60's, how the artists back then were real artists in every sense of the word. But anyway, I'm glad that they did it even though it was "forced" to us kids to listen to oldies songs every Sundays. The outcome was that my older siblings and I acquired our appreciation for the early music as well as the contemporary music which we listen to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-7026198355176351540?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/7026198355176351540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=7026198355176351540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/7026198355176351540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/7026198355176351540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2011/12/oldies-but-goodies.html' title='Oldies but goodies.'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ItVEhL-T7qQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-2673632829241448076</id><published>2011-11-28T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T08:37:05.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book worm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WG4bp15jE_Q/TtO18mM7JCI/AAAAAAAAAM4/cD1zME9LoLk/s1600/open+trolley+books.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WG4bp15jE_Q/TtO18mM7JCI/AAAAAAAAAM4/cD1zME9LoLk/s320/open+trolley+books.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Book worm mode again. I've received the 3 Spanish novels I ordered online. Until now, I'm still amazed that a local online bookstore offers Spanish novels/books in their catalogue. :) These books basically reminds me of the Venga a Leer series in my old textbooks. Leer para comprender.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-2673632829241448076?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/2673632829241448076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=2673632829241448076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2673632829241448076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2673632829241448076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2011/11/book-worm.html' title='Book worm'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WG4bp15jE_Q/TtO18mM7JCI/AAAAAAAAAM4/cD1zME9LoLk/s72-c/open+trolley+books.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-5125621559871984967</id><published>2011-11-15T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T05:57:02.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jolli</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--BSuyY0xmEU/TsJubkK2rLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/gZbRmWTEAeA/s1600/JJ.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--BSuyY0xmEU/TsJubkK2rLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/gZbRmWTEAeA/s640/JJ.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Not sure if Jollibean is a clone of Jollibee. Font style and color are the same. You could mistake it at first glance as the logo of the happy bee. I miss their delicious palabok and mais con yelo ice craze. Tony Caktiong Tan should bring the happy bee here. Oh well, just my wishful thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-5125621559871984967?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/5125621559871984967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=5125621559871984967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/5125621559871984967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/5125621559871984967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2011/11/jolli.html' title='Jolli'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--BSuyY0xmEU/TsJubkK2rLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/gZbRmWTEAeA/s72-c/JJ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-2831463370252697030</id><published>2011-11-14T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T06:27:03.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4QNTKYM1Hvg/TsElCXxMaWI/AAAAAAAAAMk/T8NdNX2Re_I/s1600/happy_birthday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4QNTKYM1Hvg/TsElCXxMaWI/AAAAAAAAAMk/T8NdNX2Re_I/s320/happy_birthday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th Nov - Another year older hopefully another year wiser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-2831463370252697030?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/2831463370252697030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=2831463370252697030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2831463370252697030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2831463370252697030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to me!'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4QNTKYM1Hvg/TsElCXxMaWI/AAAAAAAAAMk/T8NdNX2Re_I/s72-c/happy_birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-7972320520145661465</id><published>2011-08-31T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T07:26:59.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soliloquy part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c0XTVbpROQg/Tl5EkPoxSxI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ba0dy6dErxo/s1600/IMG_9159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c0XTVbpROQg/Tl5EkPoxSxI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ba0dy6dErxo/s320/IMG_9159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, as I walked in solitude (ironically) in a theme park, a strange emotion filled my being. It started in a slow pump of emotions until it swirled and drowned my entire being. I was fighting my tears back as I walked through the crowd. Definitely not an ideal place to unwind when you are alone. It has been my habit these past days to talk to myself. I may sound lunatic but I am perfectly sane, thank you very much. Every time I think about my family, my friends and all the things I left behind in my comfort zone always make me a little bit sad. Now you're feeling it but it's normal, they said. We'll see. This too shall pass and so the old adage goes. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-7972320520145661465?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/7972320520145661465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=7972320520145661465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/7972320520145661465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/7972320520145661465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2011/08/soliloquy-part-2.html' title='Soliloquy part 2'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c0XTVbpROQg/Tl5EkPoxSxI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ba0dy6dErxo/s72-c/IMG_9159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-9128753343478538133</id><published>2011-08-21T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T07:47:26.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solitaire's the only game in town.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jobstreet.com.ph/announcement/2008/e/pic/expat_head.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" width="600" src="http://www.jobstreet.com.ph/announcement/2008/e/pic/expat_head.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An expat, new in town, you have friends but they have different schedules. So you end up exploring the town on your own and end up being bored and being alienated. How bad can it be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-9128753343478538133?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/9128753343478538133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=9128753343478538133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/9128753343478538133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/9128753343478538133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2011/08/solitaires-only-game-in-town.html' title='Solitaire&apos;s the only game in town.'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-8161510706891049489</id><published>2011-08-07T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T12:20:03.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>80's baby, 90's made me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eyeconspiracy.com/wp/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/80s-baby2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="574" width="640" src="http://www.eyeconspiracy.com/wp/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/80s-baby2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts to ponder: When talking about technology, I've found myself using the phrase "Back in my day" in those conversations. Imagine growing up with the internet. That can't be a proper childhood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-8161510706891049489?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/8161510706891049489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=8161510706891049489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/8161510706891049489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/8161510706891049489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2011/08/80s-baby-90s-made-me.html' title='80&apos;s baby, 90&apos;s made me.'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-5940979914308340589</id><published>2011-08-07T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T11:29:30.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonnie Tyler Live Total Eclipse of the Heart 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xjcy6Lztp-o?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once up on a time there was﻿ a decade called the 80's. When singers didn't need to take their clothes off, when the show was their voices, when the evil device called autotune was not yet invented by mankind. Although I had vague memories of the 80's, still I'm proud of being part of that generation - the golden decade!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-5940979914308340589?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/5940979914308340589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=5940979914308340589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/5940979914308340589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/5940979914308340589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2011/08/bonnie-tyler-live-total-eclipse-of.html' title='Bonnie Tyler Live Total Eclipse of the Heart 2007'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xjcy6Lztp-o/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-8327573089595859525</id><published>2011-07-31T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T09:39:48.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eartha Kitt - Je Cherche un Homme</title><content type='html'>Moi aussi. Very applicable in real life. ^^,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WT7mPRLL3V0?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="344"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-8327573089595859525?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/8327573089595859525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=8327573089595859525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/8327573089595859525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/8327573089595859525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2011/07/eartha-kitt-je-cherche-un-homme.html' title='Eartha Kitt - Je Cherche un Homme'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/WT7mPRLL3V0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-6777438148892138043</id><published>2011-06-24T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T12:21:00.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebración de El Día E 2011 en Manila (Filipinas)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;La celebración en manila durante el día e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/oUBvorlWhFY?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-6777438148892138043?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/6777438148892138043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=6777438148892138043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/6777438148892138043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/6777438148892138043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2011/06/celebracion-de-el-dia-e-2011-en-manila.html' title='Celebración de El Día E 2011 en Manila (Filipinas)'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/oUBvorlWhFY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-571659511994163916</id><published>2011-05-14T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T12:49:26.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook mania!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;He escuchado por la primera vez esta canción en un podcast y me hizo reír.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ViDcJpe-e78"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ViDcJpe-e78" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/4821648780455649163-571659511994163916?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/571659511994163916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=571659511994163916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/571659511994163916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/571659511994163916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2011/05/facebook-mania.html' title='Facebook mania!'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ViDcJpe-e78/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-8033150484421875060</id><published>2010-12-19T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T09:55:19.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corregidor - The Island Fortress</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Corregidor trip with ICM friends, 11 December 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Corregidor is a small rocky island in the Philippines about 48 kilometers west of Manila which is stragetically located at the entrance of Manila Bay. This island fortress stands as a memorial for the courage, valor, and heroism of its Filipino and American defenders who bravely held their ground against the overwhelming number of invading Japanese forces during World War II.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Also known as "the Rock," it was a key bastion of the Allies during the war. When the Japanese invaded the Philippines in December 1941, the military force under the command of Gen. Douglas MacArthur carried out a delaying action at Bataan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=5713229&amp;amp;id=702273308" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img height="479" id="myphoto" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs013.snc6/166310_467131128308_702273308_5713228_7978666_n.jpg" width="720" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TQ5FNSzqKMI/AAAAAAAAAKs/DDGKbKFiNVE/s1600/IMG_6133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TQ5FNSzqKMI/AAAAAAAAAKs/DDGKbKFiNVE/s640/IMG_6133.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TQ5FeBXIBKI/AAAAAAAAAKw/y4M50fsL5K0/s1600/IMG_6139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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We've chosen Tagaytay since it's just a 2-hour drive from Manila. It took us about 3 hours for the photo ops (cam whores haha!) before we were able to have our lunch at Leslie's. The scenery overlooking the crater of the volcano was just peaceful and a good stress buster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img194.imageshack.us/img194/610/photo0151f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img194.imageshack.us/img194/610/photo0151f.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img51.imageshack.us/img51/2892/tagaytaywkend233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img51.imageshack.us/img51/2892/tagaytaywkend233.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img840.imageshack.us/img840/2471/tagaytaywkend202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://img840.imageshack.us/img840/2471/tagaytaywkend202.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;I can't wait for our next destination! Next stop is Corregidor. A small island located north of Manila which was famous in history during the second World War. ¡Vamonos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-7527496208496862174?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/7527496208496862174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=7527496208496862174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/7527496208496862174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/7527496208496862174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/12/tagaytaycaleruega-weekend.html' title='Tagaytay/Caleruega Weekend'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-6439873493776685084</id><published>2010-11-18T05:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T05:02:40.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.learnspanishya.com/images/dele.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://www.learnspanishya.com/images/dele.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Mañana por la mañana mis compañeros de clase y yo vamos a tomar el examen de DELE (Intermedio). Dios nos bendiga. ¡Podemos sí!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-6439873493776685084?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/6439873493776685084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=6439873493776685084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/6439873493776685084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/6439873493776685084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/11/manana-por-la-manana-mis-companeros-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-1125632419418733608</id><published>2010-11-18T04:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T04:31:42.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spanish language in Philippine media.</title><content type='html'>Hola a todos. ya tenemos noticia por la red que está en español&lt;br /&gt;http://e-dyario.vibalfoundation.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;También, os invito a escuchar Filipinas Ahora Mismo, se emite de lunes a viernes entre las 8 y las 9 pm, hora de Manila, a través de las siguientes frecuencias de radio:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DZRM Radyo Magasin 1278 AM Metro Manila&lt;br /&gt;DXMR 1170 AM Zamboanga&lt;br /&gt;DWFB 954 AM Laoag&lt;br /&gt;DWRB 567AM Naga&lt;br /&gt;DYLL 585 AM Iloilo&lt;br /&gt;DYMR 576 AM Cebú&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-1125632419418733608?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/1125632419418733608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=1125632419418733608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/1125632419418733608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/1125632419418733608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/11/spanish-language-in-philippine-media.html' title='Spanish language in Philippine media.'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-4892051290127499891</id><published>2010-10-10T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T06:15:56.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pelicula-Pelikula Spanish Film Fest 2010</title><content type='html'>Movies I've watched:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que Se Mueran Los Feos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-PQPZsxmrR0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-PQPZsxmrR0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celda 211&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fyNZVCDRl98?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fyNZVCDRl98?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El Secreto de Sus Ojos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GcHkTSqeGoU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GcHkTSqeGoU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Mujer Sin Piano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o2X_Nl7eAZI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o2X_Nl7eAZI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tres Días Con La Familia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SREPXavTckk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SREPXavTckk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-4892051290127499891?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/4892051290127499891/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-5435806882952608991</id><published>2010-10-10T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T06:03:40.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First week of October and my money is already gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;Event for the past days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, Oct. 1 - Spanish Film Fest&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, Oct.2 - Spanish Film Fest&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, Oct. 3 - Spanish Film Fest&lt;br /&gt;Monday, Oct. 4 - Food trip&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, Oct. 5- Galéon Andalucía&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, Oct. 6 - Received my DELE Diploma (yay!), Food trip and Galéon Andalucía&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, Oct. 7 - Food trip&lt;br /&gt;Friday, Oct. 8 - Food trip, Spanish Film Fest&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, Oct. 9 - Spanish Film Fest and Food trip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suma total: No tengo ni un duro y he aumentado de peso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="main" style="color: #cc0000; font-weight: bold; visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;span id="search" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&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/4821648780455649163-5435806882952608991?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/5435806882952608991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=5435806882952608991' title='0 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-6258640177401366423</id><published>2010-10-02T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T21:02:12.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madz sing Comme D'Habitude at St. Vincent Ferrer, NYC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;One of my fave renditions of The Madz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mjBFD0JE-dM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mjBFD0JE-dM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-6258640177401366423?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/6258640177401366423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=6258640177401366423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/6258640177401366423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/6258640177401366423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/10/madz-sing-comme-dhabitude-at-st-vincent.html' title='Madz sing Comme D&apos;Habitude at St. Vincent Ferrer, NYC'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-7258292048921803857</id><published>2010-09-20T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T04:02:20.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a thought.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://filipinoscribbles.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/idioma1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" qx="true" src="http://filipinoscribbles.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/idioma1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Since the former President Gloria Arroyo has reinstated the Spanish language as an obligatory course in the tertiary education, I wonder what President Aquino's plans are since it was Mother Dear's&amp;nbsp;administration&amp;nbsp;who abolished&amp;nbsp;the language&amp;nbsp;as an obligatory course.&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/4821648780455649163-7258292048921803857?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/7258292048921803857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=7258292048921803857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/7258292048921803857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/7258292048921803857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-thought.html' title='Just a thought.'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-3872778862727193171</id><published>2010-09-20T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T00:08:08.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soliloquy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturesof.net/_images_300/A_Colorful_Cartoon_Woman_Looking_Into_a_Mirror_with_Flames_Around_It_Royalty_Free_Clipart_Picture_100818-146527-058053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://www.picturesof.net/_images_300/A_Colorful_Cartoon_Woman_Looking_Into_a_Mirror_with_Flames_Around_It_Royalty_Free_Clipart_Picture_100818-146527-058053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Where did the weekend go? I am yet again, facing another mundane day. Monday means back to the mine salt, offering salutation to Dear Old Capitalism. Where is justice when we needed it most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-3872778862727193171?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/3872778862727193171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=3872778862727193171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/3872778862727193171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/3872778862727193171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/09/soliloquy.html' title='Soliloquy'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-953798148868820471</id><published>2010-09-18T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T00:03:59.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FILIPINAS: sung by trio los panchos</title><content type='html'>Muy orgulloso por ser filipino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/1Yd08IJjEOA/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Yd08IJjEOA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param 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url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/9WzqbE3wQ7M/hqdefault.jpg);" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9WzqbE3wQ7M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9WzqbE3wQ7M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-5585444132930277365?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/5585444132930277365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-7058394485422555854</id><published>2010-09-03T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T20:49:46.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What the muck.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;I am a living proof of the the famous qoute "Youth is wasted on the young." Undecisive, don't know what to do with my life. I'd say down with capitalism!!! j/k :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chumpysclipart.com/images/illustrations/xsmall2/3641_picture_of_a_confused_man_trying_to_understand_a_directional_sign.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.chumpysclipart.com/images/illustrations/xsmall2/3641_picture_of_a_confused_man_trying_to_understand_a_directional_sign.jpg" width="295" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;It looks like I will be doing the profession which I have been avoiding - teaching. I'm from a family of educators. While growing up, people always had this notion that I, too, will follow my family's tradition of going to the academe. But I don't think I have it in me. Teaching is a calling, it's a passion and I don't think I have it. Well, considering the state that I am in, I really don't know what I want in life. Oh boy, I sure have serious personal issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-7058394485422555854?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/7058394485422555854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=7058394485422555854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/7058394485422555854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/7058394485422555854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-muck.html' title='What the muck.'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-245896766459461608</id><published>2010-09-03T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T20:38:58.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>t.A.T.u - Stars w/lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XDpU536W-FM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XDpU536W-FM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I love this song. I really must continue learning Russian.&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/4821648780455649163-245896766459461608?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/245896766459461608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=245896766459461608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/245896766459461608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/245896766459461608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/09/tatu-stars-wlyrics.html' title='t.A.T.u - Stars w/lyrics'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-4937139402938158784</id><published>2010-08-29T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T20:07:21.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #333333; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/THsgFr4t33I/AAAAAAAAAKY/l36tjErcpIs/s1600/MaltaP34b-1Lira-L1967(1979)_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="201" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/THsgFr4t33I/AAAAAAAAAKY/l36tjErcpIs/s400/MaltaP34b-1Lira-L1967(1979)_f.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;When &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;Euro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; came along, I was phased out of circulation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-4937139402938158784?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/4937139402938158784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=4937139402938158784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/4937139402938158784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/4937139402938158784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/08/when-euro-came-along-i-was-phased-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/THsgFr4t33I/AAAAAAAAAKY/l36tjErcpIs/s72-c/MaltaP34b-1Lira-L1967(1979)_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-6006370857029036664</id><published>2010-08-29T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T00:08:44.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.psydir.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/karen_horney_1938.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.psydir.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/karen_horney_1938.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;"Fortunately analysis is not the only way to resolve inner conflicts. Life itself still remains a very effective therapist." - Karen Horney&lt;/span&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/4821648780455649163-6006370857029036664?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/6006370857029036664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=6006370857029036664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/6006370857029036664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/6006370857029036664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/08/fortunately-analysis-is-not-only-way-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-3056897390801916972</id><published>2010-08-18T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T05:07:09.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hosea -- Come back to me - Gregory Norbet, OSB</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/WzJ5mTqzcJw/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WzJ5mTqzcJw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WzJ5mTqzcJw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-3056897390801916972?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/3056897390801916972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=3056897390801916972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/3056897390801916972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/3056897390801916972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/08/hosea-come-back-to-me-gregory-norbet.html' title='Hosea -- Come back to me - Gregory Norbet, OSB'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-3355354861745481801</id><published>2010-08-16T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T01:02:07.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minsan Lang Kitang Iibigin - MADZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mp5uyw-t1Hk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mp5uyw-t1Hk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahal, pangako sa iyo&lt;br /&gt;Hindi magbabago&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw lang ang iibigin ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahit Ikaw ay lumayo&lt;br /&gt;At masaktan ako&lt;br /&gt;Asahan na 'di maglalaho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Ang pag-ibig ko'y tanging sa'yo lamang&lt;br /&gt;Kung kaya giliw dapat mong malaman.&lt;br /&gt;Minsan lang kitang iibigin&lt;br /&gt;Minsan lang kitang mamahalin&lt;br /&gt;Ang pagmamahal sa'yo'y walang hangganan&lt;br /&gt;Dahil ang minsan, ay magpakailanman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan lamang sa buhay ko&lt;br /&gt;Ang 'sang katulad mo&lt;br /&gt;Ako rin ba'y iniibig mo&lt;br /&gt;Dinggin puso'y sumasamo&lt;br /&gt;Sinusumpa sa'yo&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw ang tanging dalangin ko. (*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan lang kitang iibigin&lt;br /&gt;Minsan lang kitang mamahalin&lt;br /&gt;Ang pagmamahal sa'yo'y walang hangganan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil ang minsan, ay magpakailanman.&lt;br /&gt;Dahil ang minsan, ay magpakailanman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-3355354861745481801?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/3355354861745481801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=3355354861745481801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/3355354861745481801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/3355354861745481801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/08/minsan-lang-kitang-iibigin-madz.html' title='Minsan Lang Kitang Iibigin - MADZ'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-1289022653679998463</id><published>2010-08-14T22:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T22:23:59.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No tengo ni un duro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://aes.iupui.edu/rwise/banknotes/malta/MaltaP34b-1Lira-L1967%281979%29_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://aes.iupui.edu/rwise/banknotes/malta/MaltaP34b-1Lira-L1967%281979%29_f.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Los duros desaparecieron otra vez.&lt;/span&gt; Ahorrar, tengo que ahorrar. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span id="status_time"&gt;&lt;span id="status_time_inner"&gt;&lt;abbr class="timestamp" data-date="Sat, 14 Aug 2010 22:09:32 -0700" title="Sunday, 15 August 2010 at 13:09"&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&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/4821648780455649163-1289022653679998463?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/1289022653679998463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=1289022653679998463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/1289022653679998463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/1289022653679998463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/08/no-tengo-ni-un-duro.html' title='No tengo ni un duro'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-7260249762648587503</id><published>2010-08-10T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T05:45:23.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://middlepath.com.au/qol/img/tired_worn-out_unmotivated_exhausted_weary.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://middlepath.com.au/qol/img/tired_worn-out_unmotivated_exhausted_weary.jpg" width="284" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Yo no puedo más! No tengo ganas de trabajar y estudiar. It's the same old feeling once again. Is it because of the weather? Bleak and gloomy.&lt;/span&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/4821648780455649163-7260249762648587503?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/7260249762648587503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=7260249762648587503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/7260249762648587503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/7260249762648587503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/08/yo-no-puedo-mas-no-tengo-ganas-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-404273972543911398</id><published>2010-08-06T00:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T00:06:23.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why backwards talk Yoda?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Backwards talk Yoda, ever wondered have you? &lt;br /&gt;Like him I do. Really  do. Nice old man he is. Comprehend I couldn't, talks the way he does  why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any idea you have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like him I want to be. Speak this  way I do because wiser than I actually am I sound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-404273972543911398?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/404273972543911398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=404273972543911398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/404273972543911398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/404273972543911398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-backwards-talk-yoda.html' title='Why backwards talk Yoda?'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-1351542551231369504</id><published>2010-08-05T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T23:39:40.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen To The Rain - Evanescence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;When tears fall, they are not mere water but of blood which not only obscures our sight but also oppresses our heart. When rain pours, it washes away all wounds and would help us cry without people realizing that we are crying from pain and from the harsh realities of life. We drench ourselves with the all the heartaches and suffering at the same time we are enveloped by the rain as it slowly creeps and nurtures our very soul and shield us from all this earthly suffering. Letting us rejuvenate and to see things in a different light. Making us grow, cleanses us from all pain, from all suffering. So just listen to the rain as it lulls us to oblivion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/KP0Ajx4SKMQ/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KP0Ajx4SKMQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KP0Ajx4SKMQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-1351542551231369504?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/1351542551231369504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=1351542551231369504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/1351542551231369504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/1351542551231369504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/08/listen-to-rain-evanescence.html' title='Listen To The Rain - Evanescence'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-8611544477731009815</id><published>2010-08-05T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T09:59:08.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mystic Diversions - Quedate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Me encanta esta cancion. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image: url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/QxR46iVuYN0/hqdefault.jpg);" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QxR46iVuYN0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QxR46iVuYN0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-8611544477731009815?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/8611544477731009815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=8611544477731009815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/8611544477731009815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/8611544477731009815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/08/mystic-diversions-quedate.html' title='Mystic Diversions - Quedate'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-3101342746153049219</id><published>2010-08-05T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T03:55:29.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate Mode. Again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Im in a really pissy mood. I hate everything I see on tv and everything I  hear on the radio. Aside from the hate feeling, I also feel sad. When  negative emotions are suppressed over a period of time and has built up,  I think I am entitled to blow up. But I'm not the kind of person who  involves other people with my negative emotions. Thank goodness for  blogging coz I can vent all my emotions here. Blogging's the only thing  that keeps me going these days. But I am not a writer. When something is  on my mind I don't feel the need to write it down. I've never kept a  journal. When I write it's forced. I struggle to explain myself  properly. I wish we could all just hang out- I'm much wittier in person  (haha! bleh!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Anyway, there's this song that's playing in my head right now, which I  think is appropriate with the way I feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; "How could this happen to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I've made my mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; got nowhere to run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; The night goes on as I’m fading away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I'm sick of this life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I just wanna scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; How could this happen to me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Back to the topic, oh yeah, I'm still in the hate mode. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-3101342746153049219?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/3101342746153049219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=3101342746153049219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/3101342746153049219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/3101342746153049219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/08/hate-mode-again.html' title='Hate Mode. Again.'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-7149857080166693717</id><published>2010-08-05T03:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T03:53:32.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever felt this way?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    * feeling "not good enough" because one can't find a job that is at one's academic/intellectual level&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    * frustration with relationships, the working world, and finding a suitable job or career&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    * confusion of identity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    * insecurity regarding the near future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    * insecurity concerning long-term plans, life goals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    * insecurity regarding present accomplishments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    * re-evaluation of close interpersonal relationships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    * disappointment with one's job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    * nostalgia for university, college, high school or elementary school life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    * tendency to hold stronger opinions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    * boredom with social interactions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    * loss of closeness to high school and college friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    * financially-rooted stress (overwhelming college loans, unanticipatedly high cost of living, etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    * loneliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    * desire to have children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    * a sense that everyone is, somehow, doing better than you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Then dudes and dudettes have no fear. It's normal after all. It seems that there is such a thing as "Quarter-life Crisis." According to our friendly Wikipedia, these emotions and insecurities are common in an adult's life which occur shortly after a person enters real world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-7149857080166693717?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/7149857080166693717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=7149857080166693717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/7149857080166693717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/7149857080166693717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/08/have-you-ever-felt-this-way.html' title='Have you ever felt this way?'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-85840805611391115</id><published>2010-08-05T03:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T03:48:36.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Had I known that the first was the last.</title><content type='html'>Had I known that the first was the last&lt;br /&gt;I should have kept it longer.&lt;br /&gt;Had I known that the last was the first&lt;br /&gt;I should have drunk it stronger.&lt;br /&gt;Cup, it was your fault,&lt;br /&gt;Lip was not the liar.&lt;br /&gt;No, lip, it was yours,&lt;br /&gt;Bliss was most to blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Emily Dickinson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-85840805611391115?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/85840805611391115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=85840805611391115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/85840805611391115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/85840805611391115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/08/had-i-known-that-first-was-last.html' title='Had I known that the first was the last.'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-7437210032802462553</id><published>2010-08-05T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T10:57:29.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nature</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;La naturaleza y yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqF-4oWoaI/AAAAAAAAAJw/6N1sVIJIcBI/s1600/IMG_5748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqF-4oWoaI/AAAAAAAAAJw/6N1sVIJIcBI/s400/IMG_5748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501857210186506658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqF-mHx7wI/AAAAAAAAAJo/jMz6jorLmFA/s1600/IMG_5737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqF-mHx7wI/AAAAAAAAAJo/jMz6jorLmFA/s400/IMG_5737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501857205218045698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqF-WVOJfI/AAAAAAAAAJg/3q0Pu2zDXso/s1600/OgAAAO50VV4VFQLToXqKX8ASkYxPaB4iRDppeXnm0ielTGvqUQBJg4Q9z5dQvdthYwIFLdSzl-bHhXYS-H14jvThZnwAm1T1UD7H.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFp81RJ1NGI/AAAAAAAAAIw/20sokEks-Rk/s400/laparoscopy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501847149366031458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently at the hospital with mother. Doctors have successfully performed laparascopic surgery.&lt;br /&gt;The procedure was done in time before complications with the intestine could occur. Otherwise doctors will have to perform another surgery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-2657120716862573917?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/2657120716862573917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=2657120716862573917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2657120716862573917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2657120716862573917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/08/miraculum.html' title='miraculum'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFp81RJ1NGI/AAAAAAAAAIw/20sokEks-Rk/s72-c/laparoscopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-6514953825189360794</id><published>2010-07-05T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T04:48:15.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIVB 2000</title><content type='html'>Russia at it's peak. I love the old team - Sokolova, Godina, Artamanova, Safranova, Vassilevskaia, Ticshenko, Godina and Belikova. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/keKhoR_l5Sc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/keKhoR_l5Sc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-6514953825189360794?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/6514953825189360794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=6514953825189360794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/6514953825189360794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/6514953825189360794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/07/fivb-2000.html' title='FIVB 2000'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-839477241477680373</id><published>2010-06-29T21:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T21:53:16.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Divine Comedy</title><content type='html'>Erap at Noynoy's inauguration?! Hindi nakakatuwa. Erap as Noynoy's ally?! Booo!&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw ba ay mabuting Pilipino? Noel Cabangon, you should have told Erap about it. After all he was seated near you when you performed at the Quirino Grandstand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-839477241477680373?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/839477241477680373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=839477241477680373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/839477241477680373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/839477241477680373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/06/divine-comedy.html' title='Divine Comedy'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-306737918092435918</id><published>2010-06-29T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T05:47:15.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Next in line.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EU1WaZq57gc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EU1WaZq57gc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has life to offer me when I grow old?&lt;br /&gt;What's there to look forward to beyond the biting cold&lt;br /&gt;They say it's difficult, yes, stereotypical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's there beyond sleep, eat, work in this cruel life&lt;br /&gt;Ain't there nothin' else 'round here but human strife&lt;br /&gt;'Cause they say it's difficult, yes, stereotypical&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be conventional, you can't be so radical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;So I sing this song to all of my age&lt;br /&gt;For these are the questions we've got to face&lt;br /&gt;For in this cycle that we call life&lt;br /&gt;We are the ones who are next in line&lt;br /&gt;We are next in line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has life to offer me when I grow old?&lt;br /&gt;What's there to look forward to beyond the biting cold&lt;br /&gt;'Cause they say it's difficult, yes, stereotypical&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be conventional, you can't be so radical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sing this song to all of my age&lt;br /&gt;For these are the questions we've got to face&lt;br /&gt;For in this cycle that we call life&lt;br /&gt;We are the ones who are next in line&lt;br /&gt;We are next in line&lt;br /&gt;Oh-hoh, we are next in line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;And we gotta work, we gotta feel (we gotta feel)&lt;br /&gt;Let's open our eyes and do whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;We gotta work, we gotta feel (we gotta feel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's open our eyes, oh-woh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sing this song to all of our age&lt;br /&gt;For these are the questions we've got to face&lt;br /&gt;For in this cycle that we call life&lt;br /&gt;We are the ones who are next in line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing this song for me&lt;br /&gt;Sing this song for me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-306737918092435918?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/306737918092435918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=306737918092435918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/306737918092435918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/306737918092435918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/06/next-in-line.html' title='Next in line.'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-1562006709414075194</id><published>2010-06-25T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T06:48:44.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel Like Dance by Globe</title><content type='html'>I'm an 80s baby but grew up in the 90s. I ♥ the 90s! The songs, dance craze, tv shows...ahhh! The best! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gOHp24WM0oE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gOHp24WM0oE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-1562006709414075194?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/1562006709414075194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=1562006709414075194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/1562006709414075194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/1562006709414075194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/06/feel-like-dance-by-globe.html' title='Feel Like Dance by Globe'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-3420562036176023131</id><published>2010-06-18T06:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T06:52:56.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Luchando para sobrevivir.</title><content type='html'>La vida solia ser mas simple. Quiero vivir, pero no se a que lugar ir, no se. Hay que luchar para sobrevivir. Pero es dificil sin motivacion. Sin embargo por dificil que sea, tenemos que ser optimistas aunque es un poco dificil para hacerlo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-3420562036176023131?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/3420562036176023131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=3420562036176023131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/3420562036176023131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/3420562036176023131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/06/luchando-para-sobrevivir.html' title='Luchando para sobrevivir.'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-3538798921475897855</id><published>2010-06-12T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T07:43:07.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes the rainy season.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jfW4vKP9ALA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jfW4vKP9ALA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I l♥ve the rainy season in the tropics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-3538798921475897855?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/3538798921475897855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=3538798921475897855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/3538798921475897855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/3538798921475897855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/06/here-comes-rainy-season.html' title='Here comes the rainy season.'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-2919696063581096446</id><published>2010-06-12T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T07:15:55.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate mode.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm   pissed off. I hate the world today. Blogging seems to be my only  outlet. Can't find the right  words though. Or maybe I'm just a friggin  taciturn? Everything and everyone  seems to be f*cked up.&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/4821648780455649163-2919696063581096446?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/2919696063581096446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=2919696063581096446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2919696063581096446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2919696063581096446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/06/bad-day.html' title='Hate mode.'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-2450122072488188079</id><published>2010-06-12T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T07:04:56.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Premio Zobel, Filipinas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VoM1wem7VQg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VoM1wem7VQg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"La luz contra el horizonte, &lt;br /&gt;bajo el sol﻿ de la mañana,&lt;br /&gt;desde la cima del monte&lt;br /&gt;lejos del mundo y del mar&lt;br /&gt;que fea la tierra llana&lt;br /&gt;prefiero volar."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-2450122072488188079?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/2450122072488188079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=2450122072488188079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2450122072488188079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2450122072488188079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/06/la-luz-contra-el-horizonte-bajo-el-sol.html' title='Premio Zobel, Filipinas.'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-2463546484591969894</id><published>2010-06-12T06:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T07:01:22.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>National Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TBOS8DnmENI/AAAAAAAAAIY/3has-JyW_3s/s1600/flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TBOS8DnmENI/AAAAAAAAAIY/3has-JyW_3s/s400/flag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481886731901210834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Independence Day Philippines!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ang mamatay ng dahil sa 'yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-2463546484591969894?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/2463546484591969894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=2463546484591969894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2463546484591969894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2463546484591969894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/06/national-day.html' title='National Day'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TBOS8DnmENI/AAAAAAAAAIY/3has-JyW_3s/s72-c/flag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-3359805460714854375</id><published>2010-06-09T02:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T02:59:44.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>José Rizal, heroe nacional de Filipinas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TA9l17BjVgI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/UsPR-yMUHMo/s1600/225px-Jose-rizal-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TA9l17BjVgI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/UsPR-yMUHMo/s400/225px-Jose-rizal-01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480711248584857090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dr. José Protasio Rizal-Mercado y Alonso-Realonda (Calambá, 19 de junio de 1861 – Manila, 30 de diciembre de 1896). Médico, escritor y héroe nacional filipino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Antecedentes familiares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Séptimo de los once hijos de Francisco Rizal-Mercado y Teodora Alonso, prósperos campesinos de la ciudad de Calambá, en la Provincia de Laguna. Es mestizo de ascendencia malaya, china, y española. Por parte china descendía Domingo Lam-co, un mercader llegado a Filipinas desde Amoy, China, a finales del siglo XVII. Lam-co se casó con Inés de la Rosa, mestiza de ascendencia china y malaya. La madre de Rizal, Teodora, era bisnieta de Lam-co e hija de un mestizo malayo-español.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;En 1849 el Gobernador General Narciso Clavería publica un edicto disponiendo que la población indígena adoptase apellidos españoles o de resonancia española. La norma, de carácter administrativo, se daba a efectos de censo civil, catastro, servicio, política fiscal, etc. Lam-co, cual comerciante que era, escogió el apellido "Mercado" para indicar su profesión. Tal fue el apellido que emplearía Rizal hasta su ingreso en el Ateneo Municipal de Manila, institución jesuita (hoy Universidad Ateneo de Manila) donde prosiguió sus estudios de grado medio. Poco tardaría el joven estudiante, maduro y con especial nivel de conciencia, en arriesgarse políticamente al criticar con clara valentía el deficiente y teocrático gobierno colonial español. Por entonces, su hermano mayor Paciano le exhorta a cambiar su apellido por "Rizal," derive del palabra "ricial".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Educación&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Conocido como "Pepe" por sus padres, hermanos, y parientes, Rizal comenzó a ser instruido por su madre. Era un niño lleno de curiosidad acerca de cuanto veía. Estaba junto a su madre una noche y observó una mariposilla que, volando en torno a una vela, acabaría por quemarse. La madre aprovechó entonces el ejemplo para advertirle al niño lo que podría sucederle a uno si se dejaba cegar por el exceso de sabiduría.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tras recibir en 1877 su título de Bachiller en Artes por el Ateneo Municipal de Manila, Rizal continuó su educación en la misma institución con vistas a obtener el grado de topógrafo, agrimensor y asesor de propiedad fundiaria. Fue en la Universidad de Santo Tomás, gestionada por la orden dominica, donde inició su carrera en "Filosofía y Letras," en la que confluyen Filosofía, Literatura, Latín y Humanidades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cuando supo que su madre se estaba quedando ciega, se inclinó por el estudio de la Oftalmología, comenzando sus cursos de medicina general en la citada institución dominica. A fin de cursar la ansiada especialidad, dejó Filipinas para estudiar en Europa, con la fuerte oposición de su padre. Su primer destino fue Madrid, en cuya Universidad Central de Madrid convalidó asignaturas de su universidad filipina, tanto de medicina como de filosofía y letras, y acabó graduándose cum laude. Después, trabajó por unos meses como asistente de oftalmólogo en una clínica de París, y después se fue para Heidelberg, Alemania donde trabajó como oftalmólogo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Legado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Al parecer, la lealtad de Rizal para España no tenía entonces fisuras. Rizal, lejos de ser un revolucionario, era un joven de clase burguesa que más bien ansiaba reformas administrativas para Filipinas, entre ellas la equiparación del archipiélago a provincia española de pleno derecho, con el correspondiente fin del estatuto colonial y, sobre todo, de la sofocante tutela que las órdenes religiosas ejercían sobre la vida social del país, impidiendo modernización y progreso. En Madrid, como líder del movimiento de estudiantes filipinos en España que hacían propaganda para que Filipinas fuese conocida y respetada en sus reivindicaciones, Rizal contribuyó con artículos para el quincenal La Solidaridad, editado por algunos de sus paisanos malayos como Marcelo Hilario del Pilar, Panganiban, López Jaena, Lete, primero en Madrid y luego en Barcelona. El ideario de la publicación era el siguiente:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    * que Filipinas fuera una provincia de España, y no una colonia (razón por la cual es también considerado por algunos como héroe nacional español, habiendo en España varias calles con su nombre).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    * que Filipinas obtuviese, por tanto, representación parlamentaria en las Cortes Generales;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    * que las parroquias regentadas por sacerdotes españoles fuesen gradualmente cedidas al clero nativo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    * que se concediese a la gente de Filipinas libertad de reunión y de expresión;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    * que se estableciese la igualdad legal entre la población malaya y los españoles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;De haberse llevado a cabo tal programa, las obras de Rizal (en especial sus dos novelas, Noli me tangere y El filibusterismo) hubieran podido publicarse en Filipinas, pero las autoridades de las islas intuyeron que tales reformas comprometerían los privilegios de los colonos españoles. Por tal razón, vuelto a Manila en 1892 se le acusó de subversión por la fundación de un movimiento cívico llamado Liga Filipina, condenándosele a exilio temporal en Dapitan, Mindanao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;En el lugar de su exilio, Rizal fundó una escuela y un hospital. Mientras tanto, en 1896, el Katipunan, una sociedad clandestina abiertamente independentista, inició una revolución inspirada en ciertas frases patrióticas sacadas de las novelas de Rizal. El joven doctor, que para redimirse de su exilio había obtenido del gobierno español una plaza de médico de campaña en Cuba (entonces también insurrecta), fue arrestado a bordo de la nave que le llevaba a España. Devuelto a Filipinas, se le acusaba de haber instigado la revuelta separatista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Muerte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Por instigación de las órdenes religiosas (i.e., dominicos y franciscanos), Rizal fue esta vez acusado de asociación ilícita con otros revolucionarios. Convicto por sedición, fue condenado a ser fusilado en el paraje de Bagumbayan (ahora Parque de Rizal), dentro de Manila. En la víspera de su ejecución, escribió un poema titulado Mi último adiós, así como una carta a su íntimo amigo y colaborador alemán Ferdinand Blumentritt, en la que afirmaba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    Querido hermano, cuando recibas esta carta ya habré muerto; mañana a las 7 seré ejecutado, aunque no soy culpable de rebelión.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;En la madrugada del 31 de diciembre asistió a una misa con Josephine Braecken, una joven belga que había decidido acompañarle durante el tiempo que había durado su destierro, y con la que contrajo entonces matrimonio. Antes de su ejecución, pidió que no se le vendaran los ojos y que le fusilaran de frente; lo primero se le concedió, pero se le negó lo segundo, por considerársele traidor. Con todo, antes de los disparos Rizal se volvió hacia el frente; caía así, mostrando convicción en su propia rectitud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rizal es miembro de la generación más señera de los grandes nacionalistas filipinos, junto con sus paisanos y compañeros Andrés Bonifacio y Emilio Aguinaldo. En la actualidad existe un monumento en el sitio donde Rizal cayó, modelado por el escultor suizo Richard Kissling, autor de la estatua de Guillermo Tell. En el monumento a Rizal se lee lo siguiente:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Quiero mostrar a quienes privan a la gente el derecho del patriotismo que sí sabemos como sacrificarnos a nosotros mismos por nuestros deberes y principios. La muerte no importa cuando se muere por lo que se ama: la patria y los seres queridos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Obras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;* Noli me tangere (1886)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;* El filibusterismo (1891)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Poemas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    * Mi último adiós (1896)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    * A las Flores de Heidelberg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    * A la Joventud Filpina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Zarzuela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    * Junto al Pasig, (1880)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://www.joserizal.ph/&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/4821648780455649163-3359805460714854375?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/3359805460714854375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=3359805460714854375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/3359805460714854375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/3359805460714854375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/06/jose-rizal-heroe-nacional-de-filipinas.html' title='José Rizal, heroe nacional de Filipinas.'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TA9l17BjVgI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/UsPR-yMUHMo/s72-c/225px-Jose-rizal-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-5552221716639964026</id><published>2010-05-22T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T08:39:24.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Standing through War and Earthquakes/Baroque Churches of the Philippines</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/6cnRlwQ5s_Y/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6cnRlwQ5s_Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6cnRlwQ5s_Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The explorer Ferdinand Magellan arrived in the Philippines in 1521.His  name was Ferdinand Magellan, known for his voyage around the world. He  claimed the islands of the Philippines as a Spanish colony.Missionary  priests came to spread the Catholic faith.Many churches were built  throughout the country. Four of them were inscribed as World Heritage in  1993.The churches have survived several earthquakes and wars, and are  known as Earthquake Baroque due to their strong quake-resistant  structures.This pyramid-like building is the Church of San Agustin in  Paoay in the Northern Luzon.Construction started in 1694. It  incorporates many architectural features from Latin America, which was  also colonized by Spain at the time.Typical Latin American motifs such  as the sun are used as decoration.As The Philippines are affected by  earthquakes, the buildings have some unique features to cope.These 2.5  meter-thick supporting buttresses were built around the church as  protection. from the impact of an earthquake.The material used to make  the wall is also unique. Pieces of coral were used along with regular  brick for construction. Coral is said to be twice as strong as brick.  This church has been hit by two giant earthquakes in the last 300 years  but owing to its quake-resistant structure has remained  intact.Architectural techniques brought from Mexico and Spain bloomed in  the Philippines, making great buildings like this church. By combining  different techniques this church stood strong in the earthquake of  Intensity 7.There is another church in Manila whose quake-resistant  structure saved it from wartime bombing. This is the Church of the  Immaculate Conception of San Agustin in Manila, one of the oldest  churches in the Philippines. Japanese and American forces clashed here  in 1945, and most of the buildings in the town were destroyed.Remains of  walls from destroyed buildings are left in ruin around the church.The  Church suffered a direct bomb blast which left holes in the wall but the  building itself survived. The secret behind the buildings bomb  resistance can be found inside.Inside the church building there are many  buttresses supporting the building and placed to absorb impacts from  outside.These are the churches known as Earthquake Baroque.Different  cultures from Spain, Latin America and the Philippines met here during  the colonial era and created a remarkable cultural heritage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-5552221716639964026?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/5552221716639964026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=5552221716639964026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/5552221716639964026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/5552221716639964026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/05/standing-through-war-and.html' title='Standing through War and Earthquakes/Baroque Churches of the Philippines'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-3851914099475395287</id><published>2010-05-13T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T04:08:43.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi Palabra Favorita (Para El Dia E)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-vddf0GLLI/AAAAAAAAAII/o82jjbNUHgk/s1600/dia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-vddf0GLLI/AAAAAAAAAII/o82jjbNUHgk/s400/dia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470709671197551794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; font-size: 15px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Mi palabra favorita es RECHINAR. Eligo esta palabra porque rechino mis dientes mientras duermo debido al bruxismo. Por eso me encanta esta palabra porque es especial y esta me describe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Y tuya? Cual es tu palabra favorita?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-3851914099475395287?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/3851914099475395287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=3851914099475395287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/3851914099475395287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/3851914099475395287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/05/mi-palabra-favorita-para-el-dia-e.html' title='Mi Palabra Favorita (Para El Dia E)'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-vddf0GLLI/AAAAAAAAAII/o82jjbNUHgk/s72-c/dia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-3961411473080356082</id><published>2010-05-11T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T04:38:54.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>El Original Himno Nacional</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-lBrghiXBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Pq-SnfmLdss/s1600/flag.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-lBrghiXBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Pq-SnfmLdss/s400/flag.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469975438138956818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Tierra Adorada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Marcha Nacional Filipina por Jose Palma&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 19px; font-family:sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0.4em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tierra adorada&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hija del sol de Oriente,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Su fuego ardiente&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;En ti latiendo está.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0.4em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;¡Tierra de amores!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Del heroísmo cuna,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Los invasores&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No te hollarán jamás.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0.4em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;En tu azul cielo, en tus auras,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;En tus montes y en tu mar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Esplende y late el poema&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;De tu amada libertad.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0.4em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tu pabellón, que en las lides&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;La victoria iluminó,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No verá nunca apagados&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sus estrellas ni su sol.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0.4em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tierra de dichas, del sol y amores,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;En tu regazo dulce es vivir.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Es una gloria para tus hijos,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cuando te ofenden, por ti morir.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/4821648780455649163-3961411473080356082?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/3961411473080356082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=3961411473080356082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/3961411473080356082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/3961411473080356082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/05/el-original-himno-nacional.html' title='El Original Himno Nacional'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-lBrghiXBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Pq-SnfmLdss/s72-c/flag.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-8259649362619836205</id><published>2010-05-09T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T10:24:41.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Korean Food</title><content type='html'>I was invited by my friend, a cullinary conossieur, to eat in a Korean resto. I dont normally explore different cuisines (especially spicy ones) but I agreed and went to the Korean village with her. It was well worth it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-djBn76jNI/AAAAAAAAAHY/OjQqtQ2dDso/s1600/28429_1434765145498_1124011572_31263183_3126663_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-djBn76jNI/AAAAAAAAAHY/OjQqtQ2dDso/s400/28429_1434765145498_1124011572_31263183_3126663_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469449152016059602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ddeok Pukki - It looks like an italian pasta but it's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-djDvVnIDI/AAAAAAAAAH4/cPM-oBxRFYE/s1600/28429_1434764985494_1124011572_31263179_5510049_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-djDvVnIDI/AAAAAAAAAH4/cPM-oBxRFYE/s400/28429_1434764985494_1124011572_31263179_5510049_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469449188362625074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kimbab. It looks like your typical Japanese sushi but it's not. My friend and I ordered Cham ji kimbab- tuna kimbab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-djDAt2G5I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Ry0Qj2y8Qr4/s1600/28429_1434765025495_1124011572_31263180_3485999_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-djDAt2G5I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Ry0Qj2y8Qr4/s400/28429_1434765025495_1124011572_31263180_3485999_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469449175847803794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kimchi - Spicy but manageable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-djCgmv8NI/AAAAAAAAAHo/74lAXJia7DA/s1600/28429_1434765065496_1124011572_31263181_5100288_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-djCgmv8NI/AAAAAAAAAHo/74lAXJia7DA/s400/28429_1434765065496_1124011572_31263181_5100288_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469449167228104914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Neng Myeon - A cold soup with buckwheat noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-djCJZVnfI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Be1Ss0WtWzA/s1600/28429_1434765105497_1124011572_31263182_5493540_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-djCJZVnfI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Be1Ss0WtWzA/s400/28429_1434765105497_1124011572_31263182_5493540_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469449160997838322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cullinary conossieur :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4821648780455649163-8259649362619836205?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/8259649362619836205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=8259649362619836205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/8259649362619836205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/8259649362619836205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/05/korean-food.html' title='Korean Food'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-djBn76jNI/AAAAAAAAAHY/OjQqtQ2dDso/s72-c/28429_1434765145498_1124011572_31263183_3126663_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-728123364612103930</id><published>2010-05-09T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:11:41.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spanish Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I remember my first day of my Spanish class. Really unforgettable. It was a whole new experience for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;First day of classes at the Instituto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The profesora introduced the course for beginners. She started talking in rapid Spanish but would switch to English and a little bit of Tagalog (nosebleed). At first, it sort of felt like watching Dora the Explorer on tv =)  Our professor is cool and not boring. She has iterated from the start that her English is limited so we really have to make an effort to understand and listen when she talks in Spanish. We were taught on how to introduce ourselves in Spanish and the appropriate responses for each greeting. The prof also taught us classroom rules and guidelines. If the professor talks fast, we can call her attention by saying "*prof's name* Mas despacio, por favor (slowly please), no entiendo. Puedes repetir, por favor? (I dont understand. Can you repeat it please?) or or if we dont understand the word we can ask the prof "que significa...(what does it mean)" and the most important thing to say during classes if you need a health break "puedo ir al baño (can i go to the restroom)."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Alfabeto español&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The challenging part is to pronounce the letters G and J correctly. These letters are pronounced with a guttural sound. Learning how to spell in Spanish is also a challenge. For example, my name Lira, in English we spell it as L-I-R-A. It is different in Spanish, however. It's more bloody. When you spell my name in Spanish you say :ele, i, ere, ah. And if you add my surname, well, it's even longer. Quite a mouthful. But it's kind of fun to say the words with lisping sound. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We ended the session by listening to Shakira's Tortura, which was sung rapidly in Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are only few of us left in our Level 1 class, out of 12 there are only 5 of us who are still currently enrolled in Spanish. I wish the others have continued as well. It would have been more fun if they are still part of our class.&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/4821648780455649163-728123364612103930?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/728123364612103930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=728123364612103930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/728123364612103930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/728123364612103930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/05/spanish-class.html' title='Spanish Class'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-7484423942915321650</id><published>2010-05-09T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T00:18:43.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poesía - Manila</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-Zhp4-tchI/AAAAAAAAAGg/kpVmhDGUH8A/s1600/16665_I_bersoEUROPinoy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-Zhp4-tchI/AAAAAAAAAGg/kpVmhDGUH8A/s400/16665_I_bersoEUROPinoy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469166169785987602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Manila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;by Amb. Jaroslav Ludva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Por las mañanas una jovencita del levante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Una mestiza dulce, madura, durante la siesta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Por las noches sabes a poniente mi querida amante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;He venido desde lejos para desnudarte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Para disfrutar de tu belleza augusta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tus besos me llenan la boca de regusto confuso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hay tinola, arroz, leche flam y lechon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Quiero conocerte sin molestar, sin abuso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Acepto tus caprichos, a veces te pones un velo grueso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;No te faltare el respeto, no soy un miron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hablas ingles pero se te nota tu pasado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tienes gracias, honradez, tienes valor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tu sangre latina desde mi llegada he admirado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Me gustas, eres mi "Dorado",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eres un rincon de Asia con sabor español.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Manila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The Orient's youthful lass at morn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The sweet, mature mestiza at noon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;At night you taste of the West, dear lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;From far away I come to bare you nude,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;To relish such beauty grandiose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Your kisses sate my mouth, and leave tastes of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tinola and lechon, flavors of rice and leche flan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I long to know you, not to molest, not abuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I take your caprices, when at times, a thick veil you don,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A voyeur I am not, and all my respect you earn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Though English you speak, it hids not your past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You have courage, you have honor, you have charm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Your Latin roots I have admired, since setting foot upon this land,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I do love you, my "El Dorado"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A lost haven in Asia with a touch of Spain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Czech Ambassador to Manila recited his poem at the Dia Del Libro at the Instituto Cervantes, April 25, 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-7484423942915321650?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/7484423942915321650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=7484423942915321650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/7484423942915321650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/7484423942915321650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/05/poesia-manila.html' title='Poesía - 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It began in Catalonia where they gave a rose for every book sold during "Dia Sant Jordi". On this symbolic date, too, British poet/playwright William Shakespeare, Peruvian writer Garcilaso de la Vega, and, of course, Spanish poet/playwright/novelist Miguel de Cervantes died in 1616. In Manila, in collaboration with the Instituto Cervantes de Manila, it was a celebration of books, culture and gastronomy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-ZFVf6x0iI/AAAAAAAAAFo/5RKiqcNRqBM/s1600/27955_1413599775949_1111170098_31295316_5670723_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-ZFVf6x0iI/AAAAAAAAAFo/5RKiqcNRqBM/s400/27955_1413599775949_1111170098_31295316_5670723_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469135033135649314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-ZFU5-YqlI/AAAAAAAAAFg/GTSLq8_cSe4/s1600/27955_1413598295912_1111170098_31295286_3481854_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-ZFskiGMWI/AAAAAAAAAGI/h4LtFoCa9zA/s400/27955_1413598095907_1111170098_31295282_7133996_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469135429511295330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Canciones de la Revolución Filipina (Songs of the Philippine Revolution)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A Lecture-Concert by Raúl Súnico, Musical arranger-pianist-composer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-ZFs_72XaI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/eeljoooAu4E/s1600/27955_1413599095932_1111170098_31295302_4264399_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-ZFs_72XaI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/eeljoooAu4E/s400/27955_1413599095932_1111170098_31295302_4264399_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469135436867067298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Jose Rizal bust at the Casino Español.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-ZFs_72XaI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/eeljoooAu4E/s1600/27955_1413599095932_1111170098_31295302_4264399_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-ZFtaIr-DI/AAAAAAAAAGY/SlyUDAKmyv8/s1600/27955_1413597815900_1111170098_31295276_1948703_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-ZFtaIr-DI/AAAAAAAAAGY/SlyUDAKmyv8/s400/27955_1413597815900_1111170098_31295276_1948703_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469135443900233778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4821648780455649163-4769264628468739025?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/4769264628468739025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=4769264628468739025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/4769264628468739025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/4769264628468739025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/05/dia-del-libro.html' title='Dia del Libro'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-ZFVf6x0iI/AAAAAAAAAFo/5RKiqcNRqBM/s72-c/27955_1413599775949_1111170098_31295316_5670723_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-2804812934024022999</id><published>2010-05-08T21:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:17:24.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always late</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-Y85Q_SrqI/AAAAAAAAAFY/EvCAIZcsWCg/s1600/Photo0093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469125751998688930" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-Y85Q_SrqI/AAAAAAAAAFY/EvCAIZcsWCg/s400/Photo0093.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I was again late for class. Ever since I've started with my new job, there isn't a day when I'm not late. Today I saw this note posted by my professor. It is really quite a sacrifice juggling my time between working and studying. Heck, I didn't even do this back in college! If only the government did not abolish this language as a prerequisite course. And now they have it reinstated. Duh. A government full of legislators who are indecisive and lack foresight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La venganza de la lengua española en filipinas: Así, muchos call center agents hoy (incluido yo porque trabajaba en un BPO antes) estudian español, la lengua que trataron con desdén. ¡Imagínete! ¡Trabajan por la noche y estudian español durante el día! ¡Qué sacrificio hacen a ellos cuando en el pasado, tienen toda la oportunidad de aprender la lengua! ¿Pero qué hicieron? Nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="main" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;span id="search" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&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/4821648780455649163-2804812934024022999?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/2804812934024022999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=2804812934024022999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2804812934024022999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2804812934024022999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/05/always-late.html' title='Always late'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S-Y85Q_SrqI/AAAAAAAAAFY/EvCAIZcsWCg/s72-c/Photo0093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-5161801612884340018</id><published>2010-04-05T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T07:29:47.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I passed the DELE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S7nzwiimLxI/AAAAAAAAAD8/AITJgysxBac/s1600/4-5-2010+10-26-26+PM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S7nzwiimLxI/AAAAAAAAAD8/AITJgysxBac/s400/4-5-2010+10-26-26+PM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456660438767251218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Estoy muy feliz! :)I passed the DELE Acceso! I took the exam last November 2009. This is a good sign. I will take the DELE exam again this May, this time for the Intermedio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ahora me estoy preparando para el DELE intermedio en el mayo que viene. ¡Gracias a Dios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4821648780455649163-5161801612884340018?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/5161801612884340018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=5161801612884340018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/5161801612884340018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/5161801612884340018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-passed-dele.html' title='I passed the DELE!'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S7nzwiimLxI/AAAAAAAAAD8/AITJgysxBac/s72-c/4-5-2010+10-26-26+PM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-8387831619696379013</id><published>2010-04-05T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T02:44:19.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Highlights of my HK and Singapore travel</title><content type='html'>It is a wonderful experience to be able to visit different places and different countries. Definitely a good way to grow as an individual. Here are some photos of my recent travels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S7nxBqoxiTI/AAAAAAAAAD0/MOfM5VLc0x0/s1600/IMG_4415+%28Large%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S7nxBqoxiTI/AAAAAAAAAD0/MOfM5VLc0x0/s320/IMG_4415+%28Large%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456657434463537458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Inside the S-flyer. I admit I was a little scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S7nvUkz9DWI/AAAAAAAAADs/TeXx5zoxMBQ/s1600/IMG_4507+%28Large%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S7nvUkz9DWI/AAAAAAAAADs/TeXx5zoxMBQ/s320/IMG_4507+%28Large%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456655560294075746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Inside a Chinese Temple. A kind taxi driver went out of his way to explain the history of this temple. Xie xie to you Sir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S7nvUSnvosI/AAAAAAAAADk/ca42oIIpPDE/s1600/IMG_4514+%28Large%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S7nvUSnvosI/AAAAAAAAADk/ca42oIIpPDE/s320/IMG_4514+%28Large%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456655555411026626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chinese market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S7nvUEU8mMI/AAAAAAAAADc/vsfJh6lpkhY/s1600/IMG_4450+%28Large%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S7nvUEU8mMI/AAAAAAAAADc/vsfJh6lpkhY/s320/IMG_4450+%28Large%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456655551574087874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The famous Singapore flyer. I was told by a Singaporean friend that this already had 3 stoppages at the wheel and people had to be lowered down via rapelling ropes. Scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S7nvTvVVMtI/AAAAAAAAADU/94sOQbGyGW0/s1600/13643_1292076898381_1124011572_30890887_2840273_n+%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S7nvTvVVMtI/AAAAAAAAADU/94sOQbGyGW0/s320/13643_1292076898381_1124011572_30890887_2840273_n+%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456655545938555602" border="0" /&gt; in &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S7nvTf19PQI/AAAAAAAAADM/c5l3FkSpiaU/s1600/IMG_4386+%28Large%29.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/_KV-IW_MItK8/S7nvTf19PQI/AAAAAAAAADM/c5l3FkSpiaU/s320/IMG_4386+%28Large%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456655541780430082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S7nuRwzVjoI/AAAAAAAAADE/9Px09Nyagrw/s1600/IMG_4425+%28Large%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S7nuRwzVjoI/AAAAAAAAADE/9Px09Nyagrw/s320/IMG_4425+%28Large%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456654412461477506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Panoramic view of the city from the S-flyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S7nuRfWKfhI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_CtED4ZC3Rc/s1600/IMG_3114+%28Medium%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S7nuRfWKfhI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_CtED4ZC3Rc/s320/IMG_3114+%28Medium%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456654407775714834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HK Disneyland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S7nuRKmabwI/AAAAAAAAAC0/JCb_czY5QwQ/s1600/IMG_3073+%28Medium%29.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/_KV-IW_MItK8/S7nuRKmabwI/AAAAAAAAAC0/JCb_czY5QwQ/s320/IMG_3073+%28Medium%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456654402206723842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bustling street of Hong Kong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S7nuQ4BeZTI/AAAAAAAAACs/Llc7wO6qzok/s1600/IMG_3062+%28Medium%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S7nuQ4BeZTI/AAAAAAAAACs/Llc7wO6qzok/s320/IMG_3062+%28Medium%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456654397219956018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S7nuQrO7uoI/AAAAAAAAACk/GTj9yfJzYmE/s1600/IMG_3056+%28Medium%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S7nuQrO7uoI/AAAAAAAAACk/GTj9yfJzYmE/s320/IMG_3056+%28Medium%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456654393786743426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Smog, a problem which every city experiences.&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/4821648780455649163-8387831619696379013?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/8387831619696379013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=8387831619696379013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/8387831619696379013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/8387831619696379013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/04/highlights-of-my-hk-and-singapore.html' title='Highlights of my HK and Singapore travel'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/S7nxBqoxiTI/AAAAAAAAAD0/MOfM5VLc0x0/s72-c/IMG_4415+%28Large%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-6260356699110650870</id><published>2010-04-05T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T06:57:00.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is like a box of chocolate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Life is like a box of chocolate, you'll never know what you're going to get. Goes the old cliche. Gasgas at luma na ito pero totoong nangyayari sa ating buhay. Toinks. Tagalog na Tagalog ah! Anyway, recent events that happened in my boring life, well, I quit the BPO industry and joined the world of Financials as a translator since I've always wanted to practice my Spanish skills. Yes, I got hired as a Spanish translator but with a twist. I translate and update financial statements from Latin American markets. Imagine that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's not what I expected it to be. Pero mas nakaka lorky!  I translate stuff like corriente (current), flujo efectivo (cash flow), ingreso (revenue), etc.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, a Psych major like me playing with figures on a company's  estado financiero...a big joke right? Personally, I'd prefer translating news briefs than playing with figures. But I have to make do with this one and consider myself lucky since this is still, somehow, in line with my ambition of working as a translator. *Mas mabuti nato kaysa naman wala.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mabuhay ang mga taong tulad ko na nawawala sa landas at hindi alam kung anong plano sa career nila sa buhay! Apir mga friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-6260356699110650870?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/6260356699110650870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=6260356699110650870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/6260356699110650870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/6260356699110650870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2010/04/life-is-like-box-of-chocolate.html' title='Life is like a box of chocolate'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-2689718271444535949</id><published>2009-08-08T22:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T22:39:15.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Children</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="head1"&gt;On Children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Kahlil Gibran&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your children are not your children.&lt;br /&gt;They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.&lt;br /&gt;They come through you but not from you,&lt;br /&gt;And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You may give them your love but not your thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;For they have their own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;You may house their bodies but not their souls,&lt;br /&gt;For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;You may strive to be like them,&lt;br /&gt;but seek not to make them like you.&lt;br /&gt;For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are the bows from which your children&lt;br /&gt;as living arrows are sent forth.&lt;br /&gt;The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,&lt;br /&gt;and He bends you with His might&lt;br /&gt;that His arrows may go swift and far.&lt;br /&gt;Let our bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;&lt;br /&gt;For even as He loves the arrow that flies,&lt;br /&gt;so He loves also the bow that is stable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-2689718271444535949?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/2689718271444535949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=2689718271444535949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2689718271444535949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2689718271444535949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2009/08/on-children.html' title='On Children'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-5589895321723712953</id><published>2009-08-08T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T22:37:10.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To dream...to struggle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;For an eight-year-old child who has long been abandoned by his family and for most of his years has lived by the leftovers of city-restaurants and the coins of passers-by, it is amazing how his innocence still leave him hopeful for a bright tomorrow. His drawing in the piece of paper he was carrying gave his little dreams and wishes away- a family, a home and a place with trees and flowers he can play in with his playmates. In his drawing, the sun was burning bright and the people were smiling happily, This was a reflection  of the kind of world he was dreaming for himself- a world where we would never grow hungry,  a world where there is a bright future for children like him- the kind of world he would only live to see in his dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even for the majority of our youth lucky enough to be in school and are claiming a future for themselves are slowly being robbed of their dreams. What with the continued cut on the education budget allotment for the past twenty years, more and more students are being forced out of school because of the sky-rocketing increases of tuition, miscellaneous, and laboratory fees. Education then has become the privilege of the rich and a distance dream of the poor. JUst as the land is to the landless, as economic justice and secure employment is to the worker and as freedom from poverty and oppression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, we keep on dreaming, just as the child does, for these dreams are also visions, Visions that one must have to continue on with the struggle. The struggle for a society which will give every family a change to prosper and not just a few, a society which will allow everyone to enjoy the fruits of their labor and a society which prioritizes the needs of the masses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dream may seem distant now, but with every year that passes is a year closer to the dream.&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/4821648780455649163-5589895321723712953?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/5589895321723712953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=5589895321723712953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/5589895321723712953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/5589895321723712953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-dreamto-struggle.html' title='To dream...to struggle.'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-7090576749445533501</id><published>2009-02-25T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T21:44:33.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I could fit luggage into my eye bags at times....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family: Verdana;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You want proof? I'll give you proof. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://styricpriestess.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SaYsBwoKCDAAADEFCVo1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.styricpriestess.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SaYsBwoKCDAAADEFCVo1/eye-bags.jpg?et=CkudQvsfSlgKS5tYumgU2A&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-7090576749445533501?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/7090576749445533501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=7090576749445533501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/7090576749445533501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/7090576749445533501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-could-fit-luggage-into-my-eye-bags-at.html' title='I could fit luggage into my eye bags at times....'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-9151980020009324543</id><published>2009-02-24T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T21:43:28.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Latin American songs</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine sent me a link of a Cuban singer Maria Salgado. I found her music genre really interesting because I think she has combined Latin American music with Middle Eastern beat. I could be mistaken though. You can check out her songs on this site http://www.deezer.com/track/camino-del-olvido-T1871300&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-9151980020009324543?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/9151980020009324543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=9151980020009324543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/9151980020009324543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/9151980020009324543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2009/02/latin-american-songs.html' title='Latin American songs'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-2050231215684262093</id><published>2009-02-18T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T02:27:54.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Murder is a crime</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" color="#cc0000"&gt;Why oh why do people tend to murder my name? &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;There are only four letters in my name but people still say it incorrectly.&lt;br&gt;It's Lee-Rah and not Lie-Rah. Please.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-2050231215684262093?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/2050231215684262093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=2050231215684262093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2050231215684262093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2050231215684262093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2009/02/murder-is-crime.html' title='Murder is a crime'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-9022579731906376736</id><published>2009-02-13T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T17:49:46.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Peter's College of Ormoc</title><content type='html'>I've read on SPC's profile page on facebook that the Order of Benedictine (OSB) nuns will return the school back to the church and that the church will have the SVD priests manage the school. SPC will be formally known as University of San Carlos - St. Peter's College Campus. Effective on 2015.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hmmm...I don't know how the SVDs will run the school. If this will bring progress for SPC and the students, then why not chocnut? But personally, I prefer the Benedictines. Ora et Labora.    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-9022579731906376736?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/9022579731906376736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=9022579731906376736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/9022579731906376736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/9022579731906376736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2009/02/st-peter-college-of-ormoc.html' title='St. Peter&amp;#39;s College of Ormoc'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-5247376570035057184</id><published>2009-02-10T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T04:49:08.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earn extra income online para magamit naman internet nyo!</title><content type='html'>If you have too much time to spare, why not use it to earn extra income online? This is my direct referral link: &lt;a href="http://www.awsurveys.com/HomeMain.cfm?RefID=styricpriestess"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.awsurveys.com/Pictures/AWS_ad2_600by100.jpg" width="600"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-5247376570035057184?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/5247376570035057184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=5247376570035057184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/5247376570035057184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/5247376570035057184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2009/02/earn-extra-income-online-para-magamit.html' title='Earn extra income online para magamit naman internet nyo!'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-3435528198389081347</id><published>2008-06-26T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T20:44:37.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Liver's Importance in the Human Body: Why You Should Care for It</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   The Liver Controls Your Health and Longevity and Your Ability to Bounce Back  from Infection.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The liver is the largest gland of the body, weighing about 1.5 kg.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In  some countries, the liver is deemed so important to &lt;a class="link" title="health" href="theme/1366/how_to_live_a_healthy_life.html"&gt;health&lt;/a&gt; that instead of a  &lt;a class="link" title="groom" href="theme/279/good_advice_for_grooms.html"&gt;groom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="link" title="heart" href="theme/1566/heart.html"&gt;heart&lt;/a&gt;  in case of unfortunate circumstances, he promises his liver! It could just about  be called your fountain of youth or your lifeline. You will look as old or as  young as your liver is &lt;a class="link" title="clean" href="theme/1456/clean.html"&gt;clean&lt;/a&gt; - it figures into anti-aging big time.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;So why should you be interested in your liver function? Why is it  more interesting than flossing teeth?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The liver can do 500 functions  - that's some multitasking! This is one powerful organ, the one organ in the &lt;a class="link" title="body" href="theme/1421/body_issues.html"&gt;body&lt;/a&gt; that is  capable of regenerating itself. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Unfortunately, in this day and &lt;a class="link" title="age" href="theme/1516/age.html"&gt;age&lt;/a&gt; with all the &lt;a class="link" title="pollution" href="theme/596/pollution.html"&gt;pollution&lt;/a&gt; in the  air and food, the liver is being asked to take on TOO MUCH. There's hardly a  person alive that would not benefit from a liver cleanse. Why? The liver helps  &lt;a class="link" title="clean" href="theme/1456/clean.html"&gt;clean&lt;/a&gt; the blood, and  helps remove all the pollutants before they get all over our bodies. Now that  there are many pollutants in everything we do, voila, liver issues!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The  liver removes dead or damaged blood cells from circulation, just like the  government would remove damaged &lt;a class="link" title="money" href="theme/1358/money.html"&gt;money&lt;/a&gt; from circulation. Why is this important,  you ask? Well, because the blood nourishes every &lt;a class="link" title="body" href="theme/1421/body_issues.html"&gt;body&lt;/a&gt; system. If your blood is unhealthy,  you will be too.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just a FEW of the &lt;a class="link" title="house cleaning" href="theme/368/house_cleaning.html"&gt;house cleaning&lt;/a&gt;  tasks that the liver carries out in its workday are:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1) Storage of  vitamins, minerals, and sugars. What if we couldn't store them? What if we  became deficient if we didn't have enough of something one day?&lt;br&gt;2) Filter  your blood and remove harmful substances. If it becomes overloaded and can no  longer keep up, your blood becomes full of toxins, and you will feel terrible.  With every beat of the heart, 25% of the blood goes to the liver to be filtered.  If you live in the United States, you are being bombarded with processed &lt;a class="link" title="foods" href="theme/1472/foods.html"&gt;foods&lt;/a&gt; with artificial  flavorings and colorings and preservatives. The liver has to really &lt;a class="link" title="work" href="theme/1427/how_to_love_work.html"&gt;work&lt;/a&gt; at  filtering when we &lt;a class="link" title="eat" href="theme/1548/eat.html"&gt;eat&lt;/a&gt;  non-foods like this.&lt;br&gt;3) Store extra blood for emergencies. Being prepared can  be a lifesaver! &lt;br&gt;4) It keeps the electrolyte balance maintained. Electrolytes like calcium and  potassium help the &lt;a class="link" title="heart" href="theme/1566/heart.html"&gt;heart&lt;/a&gt; to keep beating! &lt;br&gt;5) It helps to  utilize fat-soluble &lt;a class="link" title="vitamins" href="theme/861/vitamins.html"&gt;vitamins&lt;/a&gt; like A (for eyesight), D (helps  calcium to absorb), E (good for wound healing), F (essential fatty acids for  normal growth and behavior), and K (helps blood to clot).&lt;br&gt;6) It helps use or  eliminate excess hormones. Excess &lt;a class="link" title="hormones" href="theme/367/hormones.html"&gt;hormones&lt;/a&gt; can lead to some really weird  situations. They can make people go postal!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7) It creates bile, which  helps break down fats. What would you do if you could not tolerate fat? Food  would be pretty bland, wouldn't it?&lt;br&gt;8) It helps to manage blood sugar -  helping to keep blood sugar stable. Without the liver functioning correctly, it  can lead to diabetes or hypoglycemia, or reactive hypoglycemia (highs and  lows).&lt;br&gt;9) Processing digested &lt;a class="link" title="food" href="theme/1356/food.html"&gt;food&lt;/a&gt; from the intestines. You wouldn't be able  to take advantage of your nutritious &lt;a class="link" title="food" href="theme/1356/food.html"&gt;food&lt;/a&gt; if not for the liver.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10) Whatever  wastes that the kidney does not remove from circulation, the liver removes from  circulation.&lt;br&gt;11) Clearing bacterial &lt;a class="link" title="infections" href="theme/1443/infections.html"&gt;infections&lt;/a&gt; and combating &lt;a class="link" title="infections" href="theme/1443/infections.html"&gt;infections&lt;/a&gt; in general (oh  boy, I've just been through the flu and a bad cold, and I didn't realize the  liver's role in returning me to health, either.) An impaired liver means an  impaired ability to fight infections.&lt;br&gt;12) Neutralizing toxins and &lt;a class="link" title="drugs" href="theme/1494/drugs.html"&gt;drugs&lt;/a&gt; - boy, oh boy, we  sure do need that!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;13) Controlling levels of fats, glucose, and amino  acids in the blood.&lt;br&gt;14) Breaking down &lt;a class="link" title="food" href="theme/1356/food.html"&gt;food&lt;/a&gt; to turn it into energy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;A few  signs that the liver needs to be cleansed could be (if other things are not  causing the symptoms)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1) Breaking out in acne - which, of course is  hard on the self-esteem&lt;br&gt;2) Hair breakage&lt;br&gt;3) Nightmares - bad dreams&lt;br&gt;4)  Insomnia&lt;br&gt;5) Exhaustion&lt;br&gt;6) Flu-like feelings&lt;br&gt;7) Difficulty thinking or  focussing&lt;br&gt;8) Pain under right rib&lt;br&gt;9) Blood sugar imbalances&lt;br&gt;10) more  signs and &lt;a class="link" title="symptoms" href="theme/1481/symptoms.html"&gt;symptoms&lt;/a&gt; here: &lt;a href="http://www.allnaturalinfo.com/"&gt;http://www.allnaturalinfo.com/&lt;/a&gt; and  here &lt;a href="http://www.amaluxherbal.com/Liver%20and%20Gallbladder%20Cleansing_theory.htm"&gt;http://www.amaluxherbal.com/Liver%20and%20Gallbladder%20Cleansing_theory.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And  these are not all the signs, just a few that we usually disregard. Search yahoo  or &lt;a class="link" title="google" href="theme/810/google.html"&gt;google&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;A few things which are good for the liver include:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1)  Other than a nutritious &lt;a class="link" title="diet" href="theme/1363/diet.html"&gt;diet&lt;/a&gt; in general, here are some specific things  the liver loves: Beets&lt;br&gt;2) Herbs: Milk thistle&lt;br&gt;3) Supplement: Dr. Richard  Schulze liver and colon cleansing products&lt;br&gt;4) Supplement: Chlorella&lt;br&gt;5) Food or Supplement: Chlorophyll in any form, where it is in BarleyLife (&lt;a href="http://www.aimforlife.com/"&gt;www.aimforlife.com&lt;/a&gt;), or in chlorella, or  in your greens.&lt;br&gt;6) Supplement: Health Force "Liver Rescue III". An herbal  formula that contains artichoke, dandelion, and Milk Thistle Extract to assist  the liver in cleansing stored toxins.&lt;br&gt;7) Search &lt;a class="link" title="google" href="theme/810/google.html"&gt;google&lt;/a&gt; for more liver cleansing options.&lt;br&gt;8)  Some general tips: &lt;a href="http://www.womenfitness.net/twelvefunction.htm"&gt;http://www.womenfitness.net/twelvefunction.htm&lt;/a&gt;.  Some more general tips at this site and some help choosing the right &lt;a class="link" title="foods" href="theme/1472/foods.html"&gt;foods&lt;/a&gt; for the liver:  http://frontline-hepatitis-awareness.com/liver.htm . Special note: too much  protein can &lt;a class="link" title="stress" href="theme/1687/stress.html"&gt;stress&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Story:&lt;/b&gt; a liver flush was one of the things that  helped someone to heal clinical depression.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/213047/the_livers_importance_in_the_human.html?page=3&amp;cat=68&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  promising his  for  more.  your liver.   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-3435528198389081347?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/3435528198389081347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=3435528198389081347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/3435528198389081347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/3435528198389081347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2008/06/liver-importance-in-human-body-why-you.html' title='The Liver&amp;#39;s Importance in the Human Body: Why You Should Care for It'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-4952062440068651155</id><published>2008-06-06T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T09:48:19.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Next In Line by After Image</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/BEhtKimqLO"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt; &lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://media.imeem.com/m/BEhtKimqLO" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/Lvk5lL/music/2M2E61sK/after_image_next_in_line/"&gt;next in line - after image&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;lyrics: What has life to offer me when I grow old What's there to look forward to beyond the biting cold Cause they say its difficult, yeah stereotypical What's there beyond sleep, eat , work in this cruel life Ain't there nothing else round here but human strife Cause they say it's difficult, yeah stereotypical Gonna be conventional You can't be so radical So I sing this song to all of my age For these are the questions we got to face For in this cycle that we call life We are the ones who are next in line We are next in line What has life to offer me when I grow old What's there to look forward to beyond this biting cold Cause they say it's difficult Yeah, stereotypical Gonna be conventional You can't be so radical So I sing this song to all of my age For these are the questions we have to face For in this cycle that they call life We are the ones who are next in line We are next in line Oh, we are next in line And we gotta work we gotta feel let's open our eyes and do whatever it takes We got to work, we got to feel Let's open our eyes Oh, and sing this song to all of our age For these are the questions we got to face For in this cycle that we call life We are the ones who are next in line Sing this song with me Sing this song with me Sing Touch the sun&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-4952062440068651155?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/4952062440068651155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=4952062440068651155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/4952062440068651155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/4952062440068651155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2008/06/next-in-line-by-after-image.html' title='Next In Line by After Image'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-8486526430032745797</id><published>2008-06-05T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T01:37:13.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another emo song. I'm Sorry by Jamie River</title><content type='html'>According to rumors, this song was composed after she broke up jimmy antiporda for a stint in Ms. Saigon &lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/9rg7EWu15P"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt; &lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://media.imeem.com/m/9rg7EWu15P" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/mine21/music/uLF4luFF/jamie_rivera_jamie_rivera_im_sorry/"&gt;Jamie Rivera - Im Sorry - Jamie Rivera&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;''IM SORRY'' can see it in your eyes There's a certain sadness Was it me who made you cry Oh please won't you tell me why Was it something that I said Or maybe how I reacted Please don't make it hard for me 'Cause i'm willing to say i'm sorry REFRAIN: I'm sorry if i'm always out of sight Or fail to kiss you goodnight I never meant to leave you I'm sorry if i've taken you for granted For the crazy things i've said I'm sorry I should have loved you instead I can tell it with your smile I know you're hurtin' inside Will you ever forgive me If I tell you that I am sorry REFRAIN: I'm sorry if i'm always out of sight Or fail to kiss you goodnight I never meant to leave you I'm sorry if i've taken you for granted For the crazy things i've said I'm sorry I should have loved you instead&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-8486526430032745797?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/8486526430032745797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=8486526430032745797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/8486526430032745797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/8486526430032745797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2008/06/another-emo-song-i-sorry-by-jamie-river.html' title='another emo song. I&amp;#39;m Sorry by Jamie River'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-7360766784938604381</id><published>2008-06-05T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T00:50:57.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Sentai!!!</title><content type='html'>Im sure most of you can relate to these super sentai themes &amp; memorable sentai pose ;) these bring back a lot of childhood memories *sigh* Voltes V Theme by Mitsuko Horie &lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bu10Z51PW70&amp;hl=en"&gt; &lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bu10Z51PW70&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Bioman theme by Takayuki Miyauchi &lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nKeKgTi7N_o&amp;hl=en"&gt; &lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nKeKgTi7N_o&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Himitsu Sentai Goranger sung by Isao Sasaki and Mitsuko Horei &lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zV6uNhV5_K8&amp;hl=en"&gt; &lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zV6uNhV5_K8&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Jiban sung by Akira Kushida &lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iVKtnSTczqI&amp;hl=en"&gt; &lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iVKtnSTczqI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Jetman sung by Hironobu Kageyama &lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FdZFJYPGltE&amp;hl=en"&gt; &lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FdZFJYPGltE&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Hikari Sentai Maskman &lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jiDVx7Eqir0&amp;hl=en"&gt; &lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jiDVx7Eqir0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-7360766784938604381?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/7360766784938604381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=7360766784938604381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/7360766784938604381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/7360766784938604381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2008/06/super-sentai.html' title='Super Sentai!!!'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-1633911706637774372</id><published>2008-06-04T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T03:23:20.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorable Quotes part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="Verdana" color="#ff0000" size="3"&gt;&gt;&gt;"Na a-arouse gad ma'am" - J.A. Ocenar&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;(Q)"Whose breast are you going to stimulate?"&lt;br&gt;(A)"Yours ma'am. Err, I mean my own!" -L.J. Estopin&lt;br&gt;(Oookay! No comment :p)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;"Dire ito asya kay &lt;em&gt;progressive&lt;/em&gt; ito!" -P.A. Oledan&lt;br&gt;(ahaha! my progressive pang nalalaman! aw kay Comm?)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;"Based from what ive read sa FHM and Cosmopolitan pati lat mga girls nag i-initiate." -L.Funda&lt;br&gt;(uyyyy, what's this? Citation? Or based on experience? bwahaha!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;"The more surprising the situation, the more learning will occur." -M.M. Edradan&lt;br&gt;(tadaaaah! surprise!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;"Stretchmark" (referring to &lt;em&gt;streetsmart&lt;/em&gt;, tsk tsk, profound hearing loss) -M.Iroy&lt;br&gt;(What happened to your &lt;em&gt;bionic ears&lt;/em&gt;? Hearing aid is what you need. hehe)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;"OK, so much for that." (biglang nag naginterrupt kay Ms.Espina)&lt;br&gt;-R.Ladera&lt;br&gt;(toinks! ok, so much for that)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-1633911706637774372?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/1633911706637774372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=1633911706637774372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/1633911706637774372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/1633911706637774372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2008/06/memorable-quotes-part-2.html' title='Memorable Quotes part 2'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-9182945739884968818</id><published>2008-06-04T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T03:14:49.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotable Quotes part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;"Don't judge a book...cover it!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;(Don't judge a book by it's cover.) quoted from a high school friend. hehe...Lot..Lot...Lucille, are you there? hehe &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;"If you are sick and dying, you better stay in your coffin!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;"Getting an answer from you is like pulling a tooth! It just basically kills me!...Is it because you lack the grey matter?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;(ouch! it hurts, it hurts! it hurts, you know!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;"love is like pan de sal. bisan hiara kana hit rasa yet it sustains you"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"It's friday today dont make me loose my patience."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"dont vomit what's on the book"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"youth is wasted on the young"&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;"Girls, use pills. boys use condoms. Boys control your libido."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;"No matter how much you do 'like this' (referring to downcast eyes para hindi matawag during recitations) matatawagla gihap kamo."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br&gt;Oh well, those were the days. I miss the razor-sharp wit and idiomatic expressions used during class discussions by you-know-who. &lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;achoo!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-9182945739884968818?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/9182945739884968818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=9182945739884968818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/9182945739884968818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/9182945739884968818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2008/06/quotable-quotes-part-1.html' title='Quotable Quotes part 1'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-9174630639498077235</id><published>2008-06-03T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T10:34:49.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Russian Language - Ekaterina Baklanova, Moscow State U </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I wonder if Ms. Baklanova is still in the Philippines. I want to learn Russian. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;I know some Russian words but my knowledge is still very limited. I can already decipher  Cyrillic texts but I dont understand the meaning of the words. haay, help!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway, here are some Russian words that I have learned.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Privet! (Hi)&lt;br&gt;Menya Zavot Lira. (My name is Lira)&lt;br&gt;Kak dela. (how are you?&lt;br&gt;Horosho, spasibo. (Good, thank you.)&lt;br&gt;Ya tebya lyublyu. ( I love you)&lt;br&gt;Dos vidaniya. (Goodbye)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-9174630639498077235?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/9174630639498077235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=9174630639498077235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/9174630639498077235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/9174630639498077235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2008/06/russian-language-ekaterina-baklanova.html' title='Russian Language - Ekaterina Baklanova, Moscow State U '/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-2240713998409130298</id><published>2008-06-03T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T10:01:57.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Girl's Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;A Little Girl's Prayer:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dear Lord,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Please send clothes for the poor women who don't even have bra and panties in my Daddy's magazine.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Amen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-2240713998409130298?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/2240713998409130298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=2240713998409130298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2240713998409130298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2240713998409130298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2008/06/little-girl-prayer.html' title='A Little Girl&amp;#39;s Prayer'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-3655455715180274216</id><published>2008-06-03T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:56:15.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Message of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I want to be with you tonight.&lt;br&gt;Watch you sleeping and sing you a song.&lt;br&gt;I want to be close to you to whisper in your ears good night....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lovingly Yours,&lt;br&gt;M O S Q U I T O&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-3655455715180274216?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/3655455715180274216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=3655455715180274216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/3655455715180274216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/3655455715180274216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2008/06/message-of-love.html' title='A Message of Love'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-2472551584709083933</id><published>2008-04-14T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T00:14:56.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>survey time!</title><content type='html'>1. What is a question that people always ask you? ~ "how are you?" 2. What is the 6th text in your inbox? ~ "lira, how are you? are you free on sunday? let's meet at moa" from dhona 3. If you need a new pair of jeans, what store do you go first? ~ levi's but i can't afford signatured jeans at the moment.hehehe 4. What's the last thing you said to someone &amp; to whom? ~ "im going out" to my aunt 5. Name something you have to do tomorrow? ~ apply for a new job 6. Where is your cell phone? ~ in my pocket 7. Do you own a cellphone ~ yeah. 8. Which friend of yours has the most unusual name? ~ none that i can think of 9. What cd is currently in your cd player? ~ i'm not using my cd player anymore. i already have my music phone. 10. Do you prefer regular or chocolate milk? ~ chocolate milk 11. Has anyone told you a secret this week? ~ yes but i wont tell hehehe 12. When was the last time you had Starbucks? ~ hmmmm....i think last month. waaaaa!!!! im deprived!!! 13. Can you whistle? ~ of course 14. Are you currently wanting any piercings or tattoos? ~ i want to have a butterfly henna tattoo at my back. 15. Do you get along better with boys or girls? ~ yes 16. Do you sleep on your side, stomach, or back? ~ both side and stomach 18. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone? ~ my cousin Christine, just this morning 19. Which of your friends lives closest to you? ~ rona and emely 20. What did you do yesterday? ~ surf the net. updated my multiply account 21. What's bothering you right now? ~ jobless! lol, honestly i enjoy being the president of the slackers world federation :p 22. Next vacation you're going on? ~ i wanna visit china this year! huhu! 23. Last time you had butterflies in your stomach? ~ i can't remember 24. What did you dream about last night? ~ i dont remember anymore 25. Does your phone ring in the middle of the night often? ~ yeah.sometimes but most of the times my phone is on the silent mode 26. What gets in your way of your sleeping? ~ have to wake up and pee 27. What is something you recently realized? ~ im bored to death. somebody, save me, please.&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-2472551584709083933?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/2472551584709083933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=2472551584709083933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2472551584709083933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2472551584709083933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2008/04/survey-time.html' title='survey time!'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-5504139965499646464</id><published>2008-03-21T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T10:42:08.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>survey time</title><content type='html'>I'm bored and I wanna answer some stupid surveys (which hypothetically, also makes me stupid). Okay this is called 50 FIRST REACTIONS… type what comes to your mind first whenever you hear these 50 words.&lt;br /&gt;1. Beer:= yeah as long as mixed with coke or pepsi&lt;br /&gt;2. Anorexics:= acceptance. people with this disorder should accept that they need medical help.&lt;br /&gt;3. Relationships:= pass.&lt;br /&gt;4. No number 4 question&lt;br /&gt;5. Power Rangers:= "it's morphin time!"&lt;br /&gt;6. Life:= is oh so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;9. The President:= President Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo. your administration sucks but i still want you to finish your term.&lt;br /&gt;10. Awesome:= wow 0_o&lt;br /&gt;11. Cars:= twinkle twinkle little star i want to own a brand new car...&lt;br /&gt;12. Gas Prices:= don't care i dont have my own car.&lt;br /&gt;13. Halloween:= witch hats!&lt;br /&gt;14. Sex := male and female.&lt;br /&gt;15. Religion:= God&lt;br /&gt;16. Myspace:= do i still have one?&lt;br /&gt;17. Fear:= blood&lt;br /&gt;18. Marriage:= lifetime&lt;br /&gt;19. Blondes:= okay. no more dumb blonde jokes.&lt;br /&gt;20. Brunettes:= cool!&lt;br /&gt;21. Redheads:= also cool!&lt;br /&gt;22. Asians:= beautiful people plus diverse culture :D&lt;br /&gt;23.Pass the time:= blogging! :D&lt;br /&gt;24. One night stands:= x_x&lt;br /&gt;25: Cell Phone:= no credit. im sooooo poor.&lt;br /&gt;27: Smoke:= no way!&lt;br /&gt;28: Vanilla Ice cream:=  i want ube ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;29: Port a Potties:= ??&lt;br /&gt;30: Highschool Life:= wonderful&lt;br /&gt;31. Pyjamas:= best sleepwear&lt;br /&gt;32. stars:= twinkle twinkle&lt;br /&gt;33.wet socks:=ewwww&lt;br /&gt;34. Alcohol:= ..hehehe&lt;br /&gt;35. The word love:= trust&lt;br /&gt;36. Friends:= "im sorry!i got stinky. i got dirty.But see, I learned!" hahaha..love u friends! i'll never forget u..=)&lt;br /&gt;37. Money:= karl marx: it's all about the money.&lt;br /&gt;38. Heartache:= love&lt;br /&gt;39. Time:= fast&lt;br /&gt;40. Divorce:= sad&lt;br /&gt;41. Dogs:= i want one! a cute golden retriever&lt;br /&gt;42. Underpants:= necessity&lt;br /&gt;43. Parents:= great parents!love them!&lt;br /&gt;44. Kids:= they make me smile&lt;br /&gt;45. Stripper:= respect&lt;br /&gt;46. Blogs:= thank you. it's where i vent almost all my frustrations in life.&lt;br /&gt;47. News:= informative&lt;br /&gt;48. Weddings:= memorable..&lt;br /&gt;49. Pizza:= yummier if paired with ice cream :D&lt;br /&gt;50. Kleenex= tissue.hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-5504139965499646464?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/5504139965499646464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=5504139965499646464' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/5504139965499646464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/5504139965499646464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2008/03/survey-time.html' title='survey time'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-4725672118441156392</id><published>2008-03-16T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T07:10:18.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bb. Pilipinas 2008 blooper</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sure many of you have seen the clips on youtube or watched the Bb. Pilipinas 2008 Coronation. And I am very sure what you felt while watching was a combination of laughter, disappointment and frustration. Hell, I felt that way too! What a disaster! She should have asked for tips and techniques that are necessary in a pageant.I am not an expert in language but i do know the bascis when it comes to effective communication. I remember Listening Comprehension, Basic Grammar, Thought Organization, Pronounciation and Active Listening. I think she should enrol in english centers before she competes for the Ms. World pageant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suma total:  The pageant was a flop.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's the video &lt;a class="postlink" href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=xKwmseoKFCo" ehbbh="0" qf28j="0"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=xKwmseoKFCo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-4725672118441156392?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/4725672118441156392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=4725672118441156392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/4725672118441156392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/4725672118441156392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2008/03/bb-pilipinas-2008-blooper.html' title='Bb. Pilipinas 2008 blooper'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-2956684454975430626</id><published>2008-03-16T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T07:02:12.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Cut or Not to Cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/R90oIiCSSMI/AAAAAAAAABc/iuHdUTR5q3I/s1600-h/hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178339273586395330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/R90oIiCSSMI/AAAAAAAAABc/iuHdUTR5q3I/s400/hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt; My hair badly needed a haircut. I surfed the internet for a good style and found this one.  I like this hairstyle! the question is: will it look good on me???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/R90n_CCSSLI/AAAAAAAAABU/YPQHi-Zpz_c/s1600-h/lira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178339110377638066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/R90n_CCSSLI/AAAAAAAAABU/YPQHi-Zpz_c/s400/lira.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4821648780455649163-2956684454975430626?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/2956684454975430626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=2956684454975430626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2956684454975430626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2956684454975430626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2008/03/to-cut-or-not-to-cut.html' title='To Cut or Not to Cut'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/R90oIiCSSMI/AAAAAAAAABc/iuHdUTR5q3I/s72-c/hair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-7504909294446077788</id><published>2008-03-16T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T07:41:29.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Artwork out of Boredom</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana color=#ff0000&gt;I was browsing through my files and came across my &lt;EM&gt;artworks. &lt;/EM&gt;If I remember correctly, these were drawings I made mostly during boring lectures back in college. &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://styricpriestess.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R90tHAoKCDAAACSWUX01"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.styricpriestess.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R90tHAoKCDAAACSWUX01/artwork.jpg?et=He37igpX5eO094476Mmeww&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana color=#ff0000&gt;Notice the date: 12/16/06 ? This was obviously made during the day of the Oblation Run. I guess, I was hoping that the boring lecture would finish early for me to watch the much-awaited event in the campus. lol &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://styricpriestess.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R90uQAoKCDAAAEWb3RY1"&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.styricpriestess.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R90uQAoKCDAAAEWb3RY1/chicken%2520egg.jpg?et=uPqAuCBnDW8%2B%2CdJ6PnWUsA&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana color=#ff0000&gt;I named this drawing "Chicken Egg" but Rowena and Pearl insisted naming it as "Egg Nok" a combi of egg and manok. I think I drew this during one of our Psych Stat classes wherein my classmates and I were in danger of nosebleeding to death from all those complex stat data we needed to solve and interpret (remember one-way and two-way ANOVA? hehe ). Although, most of us admitted that we sorta enjoyed the torture and being terrorized by our dear prof. We were the epitome of learned helplessness to the nth level. haha! mga masokista! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-7504909294446077788?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/7504909294446077788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=7504909294446077788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/7504909294446077788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/7504909294446077788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2008/03/artwork-out-of-boredom.html' title='Artwork out of Boredom'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-4553829511323698341</id><published>2008-03-15T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T06:08:19.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177954358617327746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/R9vKDiCSSII/AAAAAAAAAA8/AEBlgKyLk68/s400/mabuhay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mabuhay! Is a Filipino verb in the form of a command: "live!" It is also a wish:"may you live!" Whoever says it wishes you the great gift of long and full life. It is both a blessing and lusty cheer. "Mabuhay" (ma-boo-high) is such a large word that it lends itself to a wide number of secondary uses: welcome, Godspeed, hello, goodluck, cheer, posit, sante, viva, kambei, aloha and many other expressions of goodwill. All these are a part of life that makes them possible. "Mabuhay" in other word, is an invocation of life itself.&lt;/span&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/4821648780455649163-4553829511323698341?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/4553829511323698341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=4553829511323698341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/4553829511323698341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/4553829511323698341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2008/03/mabuhay-is-filipino-verb-in-form-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/R9vKDiCSSII/AAAAAAAAAA8/AEBlgKyLk68/s72-c/mabuhay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-8975759141231111093</id><published>2008-03-15T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:28:59.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>martial arts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/R9vIPyCSSHI/AAAAAAAAAA0/dDOY3lJ7pdU/s1600-h/pk_crouching-tiger_ho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177952370047469682" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/R9vIPyCSSHI/AAAAAAAAAA0/dDOY3lJ7pdU/s400/pk_crouching-tiger_ho.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: verdana;"&gt;haaaaaaaiyaaah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Movies with martial arts themes are one of my favorites. Im fascinated with it since I was a kid. When I was little, I really thought that all those gravity-defying stunts were real. Movie characters flying over trees and rooftops, jumping off tall buildings and remained unscathed, all those things seemed real to my very young mind. I steadfastly stuck to my beliefs until one day, my mother told me the TRUTH and my preconceived notions were shattered. But that's jumping ahead of my story. Anyways, I remember as a child I used to look forward to the movies of Cynthia Luster, Cynthia Khan, and Cynthia Rothrock (my brilliant memory won't let me forget their names hehehe). Now I have new sets of fave martial arts actresses, Michelle Yeoh and Zhang Ziyi. This faschination was one of the reasons why I enrolled in taekwondo when I was in high school. I was filled with high hopes that somehow i would be able to learn to kick and punch properly,which I did after tons of sweat and plenty of sleepless nights due to excruciating muscle pain. Much to my disappointment, I was not able to learn how to kick in mid-air since I quit on my 6th month of training. Call me a chicken/loser or not strong-willed enough or any names you like but I could no longer endure all the excruciating muscle aches and pains that I experienced. The mind is willing but the flesh is weak, so to speak. So I quit after 6 months of strenuous and rigorous training (hahaha as if!) but my fascination with martial arts remained and it has increased with each viewing of movies with martial arts fight scenes. :)&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/4821648780455649163-8975759141231111093?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/8975759141231111093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=8975759141231111093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/8975759141231111093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/8975759141231111093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2008/03/martial-arts.html' title='martial arts'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/R9vIPyCSSHI/AAAAAAAAAA0/dDOY3lJ7pdU/s72-c/pk_crouching-tiger_ho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-8582861464012022370</id><published>2008-02-27T05:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T05:03:51.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>panglao</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/R8VflPY8O-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/TK6Hi9rKbKk/s1600-h/panglao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171644840495823842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/R8VflPY8O-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/TK6Hi9rKbKk/s400/panglao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt; panglao!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-8582861464012022370?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/8582861464012022370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=8582861464012022370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/8582861464012022370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/8582861464012022370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2008/02/panglao.html' title='panglao'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/R8VflPY8O-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/TK6Hi9rKbKk/s72-c/panglao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-480786109735667172</id><published>2007-10-15T07:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T07:40:09.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fso exam</title><content type='html'>pamatay ang mga tanong sa fso exam. waaaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;here are sample questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crusadingcynic.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.crusadingcynic.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-480786109735667172?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/480786109735667172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=480786109735667172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/480786109735667172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/480786109735667172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2007/10/fso-exam.html' title='fso exam'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-4063663312759646374</id><published>2007-10-15T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T06:04:12.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tribute to the psychs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This blog was written by my classmate to all her fellow "children," the Psychs. Thank you guys for making my college days worthwhile. Thanks for the memories! Hope we'll have a reunion 5 years from now :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My Psych Batchmates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-L.J. Estopin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's amazing how friendship can make or break you. so i guess we all have to agree that relationships in general can either make or break you. this blog is for my batchmates in college - such good friends, and good family, too!&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't say that i had a good time in high school. it's because i never got to do the things my classmates did. but if i were to highlight meaningful events in my life, one would definitely be my college days. aside from particular developmental changes that occured in my life, i know college was a time when i really changed. put in all the other factors like my college's environment, the weird students, the highly expectant professors (and parents, too!), i transformed from a timid girl into an expressive individual. of course, i wouldn't have been able to go through it without my batchmates. they helped mold me. and when i was down or unsure, they were the "push" i needed. i learned to trust, to relax, have fun, and make other friendships as well. they made the demands of college manageable and enjoyable. i also liked the idea that the college crowd saw us as a quite different group. in campus, we weren't noisy, we kept to ourselves, but hey what we were actually doing was observing people and criticizing them. haha! but of course, we also know how to admire. in fact, we simply loved looking at this cute helpmate guy and well, how we wished he would at least look at us, too!&lt;br /&gt;now that we are already working, we still find time to communicate and see each other. and even if we fail to do so, i know we always treasure what we have in our hearts. it would be an understatement if i say i miss them, because truth be told, sometimes i wish i could go back to the time when we were seeing each other everyday. i rarely allow myself to get close with or depend on people, but i never hesitate doing so when my batchmates are involved. they taught me a lot about friendship. and i guess we were actually teaching each other in the process.&lt;br /&gt;my batchmates have strikingly unique personalities, manifested in how they act and care for the group. but we have common denominators, though, such as this weird, wicked, but witty sense of humor, our collective admiration (and dislike) for certain professors, and of course, our bond. my batchmates are my good friends. i'll never regret having met them. or having given a part of myself to them, for that matter. they were instrumental in my becoming a better person. and besides, haven't i always wanted to hang out with crazy people?&lt;br /&gt;go psych! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-4063663312759646374?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/4063663312759646374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=4063663312759646374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/4063663312759646374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/4063663312759646374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2007/10/tribute-to-psychs.html' title='tribute to the psychs'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-1754723897936572303</id><published>2007-10-10T07:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T07:55:58.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>complexity of the english language</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt;English can be so complex to understand sometimes &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; Read the paragraph below ....and try to understand the meaning.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; Two individuals proceeded towards the apex of a natural geologic &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; protuberance, the purpose of their expedition being the procurement of &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; a sample of fluid hydride of oxygen in a large vessel, the exact size &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; of which was unspecified. One member of the team precipitously &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; descended, sustaining severe damage to the upper cranial portion of &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; his anatomical structure; Subsequently the second member of the team &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt;performed a self rotational translation oriented in the same direction &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt;taken by the first team member.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt;scroll down to understand:.......(in simple English what does this  translate to??) . . . .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt;SCROLL DOWN..............................&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; Jack and jill went up the hill&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; to fetch a pail of water&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; Jack fell down and broke his crown&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt; and jill came tumbling after!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-1754723897936572303?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/1754723897936572303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=1754723897936572303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/1754723897936572303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/1754723897936572303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2007/10/complexity-of-english-language.html' title='complexity of the english language'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821648780455649163.post-2903562541794809157</id><published>2007-10-10T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T19:24:04.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>j-pop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Kudos to Utada Hikaru! I actually like this j-pop singer coz she makes great songs. When you get to hear her songs, you won't actually think that her music are actually OST for japanese animes. For me, her best song so far is "First Love." I love the song, I love the lyrics and most especially I love the way she sang it laden with deep emotions that when I heard it for the first time it actually brought shivers to my spine and tears to my eyes eventhough I dont have any idea what the song was all about since it was in Japanese. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: verdana;"&gt;(Oh oh...and I was told by my Communication instructor not to make a very long sentence.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, I hope she'll continue to make great music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Cheerio! üü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4821648780455649163-2903562541794809157?l=kookibar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/feeds/2903562541794809157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4821648780455649163&amp;postID=2903562541794809157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2903562541794809157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4821648780455649163/posts/default/2903562541794809157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kookibar.blogspot.com/2007/10/j-pop.html' title='j-pop'/><author><name>Lira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10466368827415203681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KV-IW_MItK8/TFqMBpaCCUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tr4ryki66dE/S220/35574_1479981355875_1124011572_31383915_1833553_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
