<?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-3362780766046432802</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:02:58.571+08:00</updated><category term='Fahrenciti - Calvin'/><category term='random ramblings'/><category term='the amazing 1010'/><category term='living for causes'/><category term='the band-aid life'/><category term='Fahrenciti - Chun'/><title type='text'>CG 08</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-6060898678040582318</id><published>2008-09-30T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:21:29.150+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living for causes'/><title type='text'>We Support the Reproductive Health Bill!</title><content type='html'>We have the power to pass this bill. Write to your congressman about it. Let them know your thoughts on this bill and all the others that they should be or should not be passing. If they know the thoughts of the people that they are serving, perhaps they will make the right move and vote the voice of the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.congress.gov.ph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Select the name of your representative, you can email them from there. Also, you'll be able to know which bills they have authored and voted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Reproductive health bill: Facts, fallacies&lt;br /&gt;By Rep. Edcel Lagman&lt;br /&gt;Philippine Daily Inquirer&lt;br /&gt;First Posted 00:46:00 08/03/2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Editor’s Note: Upon the request of readers, we are running the salient features of the proposed Reproductive Health and Population Development Act of 2008. We asked its principal author in the House of Representatives to present the main points of and misconceptions about the bill. We hope that this issue will help readers reach an informed opinion on the measure.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BILL IS NATIONAL IN SCOPE, COMPREHENSIVE, rights-based and provides adequate funding to the population program. It is a departure from the present setup in which the provision for reproductive health services is devolved to local government units, and consequently, subjected to the varying strategies of local government executives and suffers from a dearth of funding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reproductive health (RH) bill promotes information on and access to both natural and modern family planning methods, which are medically safe and legally permissible. It assures an enabling environment where women and couples have the freedom of informed choice on the mode of family planning they want to adopt based on their needs, personal convictions and religious beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bill does not have any bias for or against either natural or modern family planning. Both modes are contraceptive methods. Their common purpose is to prevent unwanted pregnancies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bill will promote sustainable human development. The UN stated in 2002 that “family planning and reproductive health are essential to reducing poverty.” The Unicef also asserts that “family planning could bring more benefits to more people at less cost than any other single technology now available to the human race.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coverage of RH. (1) Information and access to natural and modern family planning (2) Maternal, infant and child health and nutrition (3) Promotion of breast feeding (4) Prevention of abortion and management of post-abortion complications (5) Adolescent and youth health (6) Prevention and management of reproductive tract infections, HIV/AIDS and STDs (7) Elimination of violence against women (8) Counseling on sexuality and sexual and reproductive health (9) Treatment of breast and reproductive tract cancers (10) Male involvement and participation in RH; (11) Prevention and treatment of infertility and (12) RH education for the youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strengthening of Popcom. The existing Population Commission shall be reoriented to promote both natural and modern family planning methods. It shall serve as the central planning, coordinating, implementing and monitoring body for the comprehensive and integrated policy on reproductive health and population development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capability building of community-based volunteer workers. The workers shall undergo additional and updated training on the delivery of reproductive healthcare services and shall receive not less than 10-percent increase in honoraria upon successful completion of training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midwives for skilled birth attendance. Every city and municipality shall endeavor to employ an adequate number of midwives and other skilled attendants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emergency obstetrics care. Each province and city shall endeavor to ensure the establishment and operation of hospitals with adequate and qualified personnel that provide emergency obstetrics care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hospital-based family planning. Family planning methods requiring hospital services like ligation, vasectomy and IUD insertion shall be available in all national and local government hospitals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contraceptives as essential medicines. Reproductive health products shall be considered essential medicines and supplies and shall form part of the National Drug Formulary considering that family planning reduces the incidence of maternal and infant mortality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reproductive health education. RH education in an age-appropriate manner shall be taught by adequately trained teachers from Grade 5 to 4th year high school. As proposed in the bill, core subjects include responsible parenthood, natural and modern family planning, proscription and hazards of abortion, reproductive health and sexual rights, abstinence before marriage, and responsible sexuality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certificate of compliance. No marriage license shall be issued by the Local Civil Registrar unless the applicants present a Certificate of Compliance issued for free by the local Family Planning Office. The document should certify that they had duly received adequate instructions and information on family planning, responsible parenthood, breast feeding and infant nutrition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideal family size. The State shall encourage two children as the ideal family size. This is neither mandatory nor compulsory and no punitive action may be imposed on couples having more than two children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Employers’ responsibilities. Employers shall respect the reproductive health rights of all their workers. Women shall not be discriminated against in the matter of hiring, regularization of employment status or selection for retrenchment. Employers shall provide free reproductive health services and commodities to workers, whether unionized or unorganized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multimedia campaign. Popcom shall initiate and sustain an intensified nationwide multimedia campaign to raise the level of public awareness on the urgent need to protect and promote reproductive health and rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smear offensive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rep. Edcel C. Lagman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE IS A CONTINUING campaign to discredit the reproductive health bill through misinformation. Straightforward answers to the negative propaganda will help educate and enlighten people on the measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bill is not antilife. It is proquality life. It will ensure that children will be blessings for their parents since their births are planned and wanted. It will empower couples with the information and opportunity to plan and space their children. This will not only strengthen the family as a unit but also optimize care for children who will have more opportunities to be educated, healthy and productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bill does not interfere with family life. In fact, it enhances family life. The family is more than a natural nucleus; it is a social institution whose protection and development are impressed with public interest. It is not untouchable by legislation. For this reason, the State has enacted the Civil Code on family relations, the Family Code, and the Child and Youth Welfare Code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bill does not legalize abortion. It expressly provides that “abortion remains a crime” and “prevention of abortion” is essential to fully implement the Reproductive Health Care Program. While “management of post-abortion complications” is provided, this is not to condone abortion but to promote the humane treatment of women in life-threatening situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will not lead to the legalization of abortion. It is not true that all countries where contraceptive use is promoted eventually legalize abortion. Many Catholic countries criminalize abortion even as they vigorously promote contraceptive use like Mexico, Panama, Guatemala, Brazil, Chile, Colombia, Dominican Republic, El Salvador, Honduras, Nicaragua, Venezuela, Paraguay and Ireland. The Muslim and Buddhist countries of Indonesia and Laos also promote contraceptive use yet proscribe abortion. According to studies, correct and regular use of contraceptives reduces abortion rates by as much as 85 percent and negates the need to legalize abortion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contraceptives do not have life-threatening side effects. Medical and scientific evidence shows that all the possible medical risks connected with contraceptives are infinitely lower than the risks of an actual pregnancy and everyday activities. The risk of dying within a year of riding a car is 1 in 5,900. The risk of dying within a year of using pills is 1 in 200,000. The risk of dying from a vasectomy is 1 in 1 million and the risk of dying from using an IUD is 1 in 10 million. The probability of dying from condom use is absolutely zero. But the risk of dying from a pregnancy is 1 in 10,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bill will not promote contraceptive mentality. The bill does not prohibit pregnancy. Critics are mistaken in claiming that because contraceptives would be readily available, people would prefer to have no children at all. Couples will not stop wanting children simply because contraceptives are available. Contraceptives are used to prevent unwanted pregnancies but not to stop pregnancies altogether. Timed pregnancies are assured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bill does not impose a two-child policy. It does not promote a compulsory policy strictly limiting a family to two children and no punitive action shall be imposed on parents with more than two children. This number is not an imposition or is it arbitrary because results of the 2003 National Demographic and Health Survey show that the ideal of two children approximates the desired fertility of women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexuality education will neither spawn “a generation of sex maniacs” nor breed a culture of promiscuity. Age-appropriate RH education promotes correct sexual values. It will not only instill consciousness of freedom of choice but also responsible exercise of one’s rights. The UN and countries which have youth sexuality education document its beneficial results: understanding of proper sexual values is promoted; early initiation into sexual relations is delayed; abstinence before marriage is encouraged; multiple-sex partners is avoided; and spread of sexually transmitted diseases is prevented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does not claim that family planning is the panacea for poverty. It simply recognizes the verifiable link between a huge population and poverty. Unbridled population growth stunts socioeconomic development and aggravates poverty. The connection between population and development is well-documented and empirically established.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UN Human Development Reports show that countries with higher population growth invariably score lower in human development. The Asian Development Bank in 2004 also listed a large population as one of the major causes of poverty in the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The National Statistics Office affirms that large families are prone to poverty with 57.3 percent of families with seven children mired in poverty while only 23.8 percent of families with two children are poor. Recent studies also show that large family size is a significant factor in keeping families poor across generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family planning will not lead to a demographic winter. UP economics professors in their paper “Population and Poverty: The Real Score” declared that the threat of a so-called demographic winter in the Philippines is “greatly exaggerated, and using it as an argument against a sensible population policy is a plain and simple scare tactic.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The National Statistical Coordinating Board projected that a replacement fertility of 2.1 children per couple could be reached only by 2040. Moreover, despite a reduced population growth rate, the effects of population momentum would continue for another 60 years by which time our total population would be 240 million.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humanae Vitae is not an infallible doctrine. In 1963, Pope John XXIII created the Papal Commission on Birth Control to study questions on population and family planning. The Commission included ranking prelates and theologians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voting 69 to 10, it strongly recommended that the Church change its teaching on contraception as it concluded that “the regulation of conception appears necessary for many couples who wish to achieve a responsible, open and reasonable parenthood in today’s circumstances.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it was the minority report that Pope Paul VI eventually supported and which became the basis of Humanae Vitae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even 40 years ago when the encyclical was issued, theologians did not generally think that it was infallible. Monsignor Fernando Lambruschini, spokesperson of the Vatican at the time of its release, said “attentive reading of the encyclical Humanae Vitae does not suggest the theological note of infallibility… It is not infallible.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five days after the issuance of the encyclical, a statement against it was signed by 87 Catholic theologians. It asserted that “Catholics may dissent from … noninfallible Church doctrine” and that “Catholic spouses could responsibly decide in some circumstances to use artificial contraception.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Rep. Edcel C. Lagman of Albay is the principal author of the proposed Reproductive Health and Population Development Act of 2008.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-6060898678040582318?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6060898678040582318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=6060898678040582318&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/6060898678040582318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/6060898678040582318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-support-reproductive-health-bill.html' title='We Support the Reproductive Health Bill!'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-2114377901906869492</id><published>2008-09-25T20:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:04:32.903+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the amazing 1010'/><title type='text'>1010 IS READY!!!</title><content type='html'>Guess who just posted another comment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s250.photobucket.com/albums/gg271/fahrenheitgirls/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1010isready.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg271/fahrenheitgirls/1010isready.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pfew! At first I didn't notice. I went to Chun's blog to post a comment. Then I Noelle told me to check out the comments and voilà! I've seen some recently uploaded pics too in Chun's HK album. I will post the pics here later... Be back in a jiffy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s250.photobucket.com/albums/gg271/fahrenheitgirls/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1010_24092008335.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg271/fahrenheitgirls/1010_24092008335.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s250.photobucket.com/albums/gg271/fahrenheitgirls/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1010_24092008336.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg271/fahrenheitgirls/1010_24092008335.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s250.photobucket.com/albums/gg271/fahrenheitgirls/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1010_24092008340.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg271/fahrenheitgirls/1010_24092008340.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rushing...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s250.photobucket.com/albums/gg271/fahrenheitgirls/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1010_24092008344.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg271/fahrenheitgirls/1010_24092008344.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s250.photobucket.com/albums/gg271/fahrenheitgirls/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1010_24092008345.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg271/fahrenheitgirls/1010_24092008345.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Brain!&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not the least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s250.photobucket.com/albums/gg271/fahrenheitgirls/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1010_24092008347.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg271/fahrenheitgirls/1010_24092008347.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Our entrance to fantasy world!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's one thing I wanna say though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;飛輪海加油加油加油!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-2114377901906869492?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2114377901906869492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=2114377901906869492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/2114377901906869492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/2114377901906869492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/1010-is-ready.html' title='1010 IS READY!!!'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-4495943425169194734</id><published>2008-09-24T14:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:04:57.072+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>Just when I wasn't around...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SNoxs1M72aI/AAAAAAAAAH0/FwecZBxAx1k/s1600-h/WOW279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SNoxs1M72aI/AAAAAAAAAH0/FwecZBxAx1k/s320/WOW279.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249562961919072674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. What is that thing? *Points up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHUN, JIRO AND CALVIN UPDATED THEIR FAHRENCITI BLOGS!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyoh! I missed it. Atikah was right. She told me yesterday, while we were chatting, that if Chun would update his blog, she might miss it. She left for Byron Bay yesterday at 10am and I'm afraid she was right. Chun did update his blog. What's more amazing is that he also updated his Wretch. Aw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little annoyed because I wasn't around when he posted last night. Although I had this strong feeling that he would update this week, days before their Fantasy concert. But what am I ranting about? He did update his blog, right? This is what I was waiting for in the first place. *Sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another pic uploaded last night which I couldn't figure out what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SNoxseAKRqI/AAAAAAAAAHs/wkihWH39r6w/s1600-h/normal_IMG_2626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SNoxseAKRqI/AAAAAAAAAHs/wkihWH39r6w/s320/normal_IMG_2626.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249562955691476642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading Calvin's blog entry, I realized that it's an ear monitor and the logo up there was the one he designed for himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Because of the world tour concert, we had our own ear monitor made. We were able to design our own logo on the monitor. I designed my own logo as shown in my album. What does it mean? I believe you will find out really soon. Creativity makes life more fun, right?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what the other logos look like. Cool design, Cal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-4495943425169194734?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4495943425169194734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=4495943425169194734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/4495943425169194734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/4495943425169194734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-when-i-wasnt-around.html' title='Just when I wasn&apos;t around...'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SNoxs1M72aI/AAAAAAAAAH0/FwecZBxAx1k/s72-c/WOW279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-1135905092393528219</id><published>2008-09-22T19:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T00:43:09.895+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>West Side Story - Manila 2008</title><content type='html'>Noelle writes....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT5_Zze-aI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Apz_SfpRt4c/s1600-h/westside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT5_Zze-aI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Apz_SfpRt4c/s320/westside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252597933074741666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I was a little girl, I always had dreams of an empty stage, dancing shoes, spotlights and a wonderful orchestra. I even told my friends that I truly and really believe that I am a reincarnation of a 1940s musical actress who was deprived of her voice and her dancing skills upon her rebirth as me. Thus, the reason for my distinctly horrible voice and my uncoordinated left feet... Anyone who hears me sing karaoke and goes clubbing with me can attest to this. Ok, I'm straying from the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love M-U-S-I-C-A-L-S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a kid, I know no other music than that of Schonberg or Lloyd Webber or Sondheim. I dream of myself onstage, of being Kim or Christine or even Javert. I memorize the lyrics and I sing all the parts of the song which is kinda weird if you think about it but fun when you actually do it. Wait. Did I say sing? I meant attempt to sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Back to the topic which is the title of the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw the Manila version of West Side Story. And it moved me. The Natalie Wood and Richard Beymer film version is my most favorite movie of all time. I was expecting so much from this musical because no doubt about it, theatre gives so much more than what a movie can. But my excitement was ruined by my sister who saw the play earlier on and said that it was disastrous. So I went to the theatre with low expectations and a heavy heart. Skeptical of the entrance of the Jets and doubtful of the first five minutes. But once they leapt to those high jumps and the wonderful wonderful music of Sondheim filled my ears, I was captured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The choreography was pretty much the same as the movie but seeing it live sent shivers down my spine. I wanted to kick and twirl and swing my hips (which I can't really do except in my head). And once the play began, the singer and the dancer and the actor in me plays out the parts in my head. I was Tony. I was Maria. I was Bernardo. I was Anita. I fell in love. I hated the PRs. I wanted to kill the Jets. My boyfriend died. I killed my lover's brother. I was everyone. I was everywhere. Until they started the curtain call. It ended. And I was once more myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to the outstanding cast. I was very very impressed. Karylle went well and beyond my expectations. Christian Bautista did make some mistakes but he was perfectly casted as Tony that those little things could be forgiven. Rowena Vilar is a thread away from Rita Moreno. And we all know how Rita Moreno owned the character of Anita. I looked twice at Jake Macapagal's Bernardo and then looked some more. He looked so much like George Chakiris that I actually let out a little shout when he went for his bow. Gian Macapagal was good in his portrayal of Riff but I did miss the  womb to tomb and birth to earth part which they left out or changed. I'm not exactly sure. Or else I just missed that part. No. Wait. They said sperm to worm instead of birth to earth. Ok, I'm rambling. I just had to add one more thing. I don't exactly remember his name but the actor who sang Get Cool was also spot on. No strain on his voice despite the breathless dance they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to stop typing cos I might just go on and on. I know this blog entry is boring but I just had to write it. I want to relive every moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another confession before I end the entry. I actually looked up the cast in facebook, saw some of the cast pictures and it made me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than that, it made me sad. I will never experience the joy of performing, the exxhaustion of rehearsals, the friendship backstage and all the other things that go with it. I get stuck on the seats before the stage. In the nameless crowd. Dreaming. Singing and dancing in my head. All because I was blessed with two left feet and a distinctly horrible voice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-1135905092393528219?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1135905092393528219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=1135905092393528219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/1135905092393528219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/1135905092393528219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/west-side-story-manila-2008.html' title='West Side Story - Manila 2008'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT5_Zze-aI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Apz_SfpRt4c/s72-c/westside.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-4068101133874035511</id><published>2008-09-21T17:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:02:04.812+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the amazing 1010'/><title type='text'>1010 and his sweet dreams comment!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg271/fahrenheitgirls/1010-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not log into Wretch earlier and I posted that screenie on Multiply already. I'm glad, not only because I knew 1010 was gonna post another comment over the weekend, but also because of the comment itself. &lt;b&gt;Sweet dreams (of me) tonight..&lt;/b&gt; Last time I checked his albums, he uploaded some pic of a skenk's foot wearing a copperish/goldish Prima Crocs just like Jezzy's. Ewww. Click &lt;a href="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg271/fahrenheitgirls/normal_09092008300.jpg"&gt;&lt;u&gt;here&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to see the skenk's foot. I even told Jezzy that if it was her foot, I'd kill her. Hahaha! That was totally irrelevant! I mentioned that skenk's foot because I got pissed. And now I'm not pissed anymore because I saw his post just around 3am today. Sweet dreams (of me)... Now I don't have to wonder where he got that from. Hihihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also posted a picture of Bulgogi (yum yum!) and added a caption &lt;b&gt;My favourite korea dish..beef bulgogi &lt;/b&gt;, which is very interesting because I also love Bulgogi!!! Weeeeeeeeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, he watches Travel and Living, where he posted some pics of the world's best beaches, taken from his tv screen. I think my dream of going to the ABC is finally gonna come true!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-4068101133874035511?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4068101133874035511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=4068101133874035511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/4068101133874035511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/4068101133874035511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/1010-and-his-sweet-dreams-comment.html' title='1010 and his sweet dreams comment!'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-6976370692222594533</id><published>2008-09-18T17:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T00:47:45.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>Green is for Envy</title><content type='html'>Ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT7HJJjTGI/AAAAAAAAAI4/zLDlLVh4q2c/s1600-h/greenenvy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT7HJJjTGI/AAAAAAAAAI4/zLDlLVh4q2c/s400/greenenvy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252599165554478178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since everybody has been posting pics and tickets of exciting events...i will post mine too. HA! yeah whatever! i've had a rough 3 days and i don't even wanna talk about it but here is one of the things that makes me SMILE and nervous at the same time!bwahahaha.  I will be backpacking in HongKong this December for 7 freaking days!!!!! WHY HONGKONG??you should ask....and WHY NOT?! i should answer.haha. Ok this is my first ever travel by myself. YES you heard it...ALONE.weeeheeeheeeheee.  so what the hell am i gonna do there for seven days? shop?hike?barhop?binge-drink?fuck and all that jazz? Maybe spend all my 13th month pay in disneyland and ocean park. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonsense blog.  just showing off.  maybe luis' highschool classmate would read this and swallow her 3-swimming-pools illusion.  At least this is real.bwahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evil B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-6976370692222594533?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6976370692222594533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=6976370692222594533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/6976370692222594533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/6976370692222594533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/green-is-for-envy.html' title='Green is for Envy'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT7HJJjTGI/AAAAAAAAAI4/zLDlLVh4q2c/s72-c/greenenvy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-9024201430608052324</id><published>2008-09-17T22:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:05:31.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>By Now You Should Know. Patho!!!</title><content type='html'>I remember the time when a friend of mine shared about her former classmate who told everyone in class that they had three big swimming pools and one of them was shaped into her name. I wish I knew the name so I would know how many letters there were that made the pool up. But that wouldn't be just three swimming pools, would it? Jeez, if this ain't a lie, then I dunno what chicken is. Speaking of which, I just ate one. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading through stuff on some random sites earlier, I came across another article. It says &lt;a href="http://yourtotalhealth.ivillage.com/pathological-liar.html"&gt;&lt;u&gt;here&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that it isn't even an official clinical diagnosis. Does this mean there isn't any cure to this at all? Wooooh scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this one is no longer random. I deliberately searched for it on Google, typed in the words PATHOLOGICAL LIAR. I kinda like what's being described, or should I say advised, by the author in &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.healthmad.com/Mental-Health/How-to-Spot-a-Pathological-Liar.171119"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. She is just a regular person (just like you and me) and she talks about a patho (By the way, we call them pathos, okay?) friend who suffers from the condition. Here are some observations she shared that might be helpful to us get to know pathos better and distinguish them from normal people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   * They, meaning true pathos, change their story all the time.&lt;br /&gt;* They will exaggerate and lie about everything, the smallest and easiest things to tell the truth about and the big serious things.&lt;br /&gt;   * What ever you do, they can do it better.&lt;br /&gt;   * They often don't value the truth, and can often live in their own type of reality.&lt;br /&gt;   * They will act defensively when questioned or challenged, they see their lies as not hurting anyone.&lt;br /&gt;   * They lie for sympathy or to seem better.&lt;br /&gt;   * They usually never own up to the lies.&lt;br /&gt;   * They contradict what they say, they lose track of the many lies told.&lt;br /&gt;   * They lie because they are insecure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insecure. Hmmm. I feel really bad for those honest people who get to be with pathos everyday. Do they even know their friends are already lying to them? Poor friends. They're being deceived and they're not aware. Boohoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-9024201430608052324?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/9024201430608052324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=9024201430608052324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/9024201430608052324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/9024201430608052324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/by-now-you-should-know-patho.html' title='By Now You Should Know. Patho!!!'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-3720154949755227303</id><published>2008-09-17T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:05:48.895+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>iz in ur blogz, stealin ur famezz</title><content type='html'>the girl stuck in hsinchu is back to ruin your day. wak wak wak! and today, we talk about concerts. not that i'm a teeny or anything (that has to be you, &lt;b&gt;Tala&lt;/b&gt; pft.) but i've got tickets to see Wang Lee Hom this very Friday... and then Arashi next month. Behold!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s88.photobucket.com/albums/k164/leij-wp/hsinchu/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ticketshsin.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k164/leij-wp/hsinchu/ticketshsin.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="360" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAHHHH! ... AHHHHHHH!!!! ... AAAAHhhahhHAHAHAHhahahahHHHH! -coughTEENYcough- Well, I would be 100000,000000x (that's not even a real number!!! do i care?) more excited if it's _________'s concert. but I guess the talented Mr. Hom... oh, Mr. Wang is good enough. So are the fine Arashi boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: He calls himself "Musicman" like a superhero or something. So I'm kinda hoping he prances on the stage in his tight underwear (worn over tights of course... like Batman!). Okay, so I'm not really a fan. But the seats are near-ish the stage so I'm going gaga just thinking of the Leehom sweat that might splatter near the vicinity of my face (or mouth). AHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: Arashi~ I only know one song. And I think it's the theme from their TV drama Hana Yori Dango. I didn't even finish that series... like I only watched the first episode of Meteor Garden II. The second half/part just gets so boooo-rrrrrring. And it doesn't help that our seats are so far from the stage, it's gonna be like watching five dwarves going at it on stage, yes? I supposed scalpers got the best seats and are selling them to desperate teenies for twice the price. Again, if this were _________'s concert, I'm willing to pay that price just so I can revel at the sight of their pit stains... oh my god... even GROIN STAINS! HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, by _________'s concert... of course I mean THE BEATLES! But half of them are dead (including my favorite Georgie ~RIP~) so it's not gonna happen. I so miss Beatlemania. Why wasn't I alive then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course this entry cares not for grammar, punctuation, parental guidance, NONE OF THAT SHIT. hackerzzz like meh don't care about none of that. bwahaha!!! well, i've blabbed enough nonsense for now. i must do some mature stuff now... like reading the bible... i'm feeling all leviticus and stuff. until next~ wak wak wak!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-3720154949755227303?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3720154949755227303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=3720154949755227303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/3720154949755227303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/3720154949755227303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/iz-in-ur-blogz-stealin-ur-famezz.html' title='iz in ur blogz, stealin ur famezz'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k164/leij-wp/hsinchu/th_ticketshsin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-7478588598557096395</id><published>2008-09-17T15:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T00:45:23.371+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>new love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT6cqDKRXI/AAAAAAAAAIo/qpycKkYpfic/s1600-h/joe1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT6cqDKRXI/AAAAAAAAAIo/qpycKkYpfic/s320/joe1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252598435651667314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calvin, I think I might have to give you up. I have fallen for Joe Jonas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT6c_GQiTI/AAAAAAAAAIw/pVbo3wEuR5E/s1600-h/joe2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT6c_GQiTI/AAAAAAAAAIw/pVbo3wEuR5E/s320/joe2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252598441301805362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On second thought, can I just have a teeny tiny fling with him? I'm sure it will pass. My heart does not want to let you go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-7478588598557096395?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7478588598557096395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=7478588598557096395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/7478588598557096395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/7478588598557096395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-love.html' title='new love'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT6cqDKRXI/AAAAAAAAAIo/qpycKkYpfic/s72-c/joe1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-8166836469977083672</id><published>2008-09-16T19:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T00:54:24.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the band-aid life'/><title type='text'>Magnet Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT7qigwu6I/AAAAAAAAAJA/0YXkenJwi4w/s1600-h/magnet1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT7qigwu6I/AAAAAAAAAJA/0YXkenJwi4w/s320/magnet1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252599773658135458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT7qnCQNLI/AAAAAAAAAJI/hKYEHuXZf3U/s1600-h/magnet2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT7qnCQNLI/AAAAAAAAAJI/hKYEHuXZf3U/s320/magnet2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252599774872351922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, while listening to NU at around 5 in the morning, I heard the DJ mention that there would be some album launching at Magnet Bonifacio High Street later that night. Honestly, I did not know who was gonna be launching their first album because the only familiar band I heard was Stonefree. B is friends with their frontman, Miro, and it's been 5 months since we last saw them perform live. Remember the Gweilos incident, B? Hahaha! Guess that was the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B decided to call Miro up to confirm if they were really gonna be performing that night and he said Moonstar 88 would also be there. Whoa! The last time we went to Moonstar's gig was last February. Or was it January? I can hardly remember. All I know is that it was at Saguijo and I can remember Maysh's lovely light purple guitar. It had glitters on it and it was really adorable. See that?&lt;br /&gt;&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/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT8Qb9fxqI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/PIe9rToJYe4/s1600-h/magnet3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT8Qb9fxqI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/PIe9rToJYe4/s320/magnet3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252600424734639778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just not able to take a closer shot because there were people in front and we were seated a few meters away from the stage. The band that launched their very first album was Menaya. I liked their sound. Cool to the ears and a little electro. Their vocalist is really cute. Jezzy and I were tempted to ask for a photo with him but we were shy. Yeah, that's right. I'm shy. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT8QakpFZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/NQkzIzIrOXI/s1600-h/magnet4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT8QakpFZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/NQkzIzIrOXI/s320/magnet4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252600424361956754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Jezzy brought her friend, Flaej (who was cute by the way) and we also got to meet her friend JF when we went to Meatshop after the Magnet stint. Unfortunately, there was no sign of Beanie Boy there. But hey, 3 straight Saturdays at Meatshop? Hahaha! I don't think there's a fourth eh Jezz?&lt;br /&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/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT8QZJk9XI/AAAAAAAAAJg/0QW_yxz3QG8/s1600-h/magnet5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT8QZJk9XI/AAAAAAAAAJg/0QW_yxz3QG8/s320/magnet5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252600423980004722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT8QkYa6eI/AAAAAAAAAJo/4sCd-WMDUxM/s1600-h/magnet6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT8QkYa6eI/AAAAAAAAAJo/4sCd-WMDUxM/s320/magnet6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252600426995050978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are more fangirl pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT8QjHXPCI/AAAAAAAAAJw/7jLPAu_j8wc/s1600-h/magnet7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT8QjHXPCI/AAAAAAAAAJw/7jLPAu_j8wc/s320/magnet7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252600426655071266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT8nXBXiiI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EDpRlKNy70M/s1600-h/magnet8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT8nXBXiiI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EDpRlKNy70M/s320/magnet8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252600818545691170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT8na9uWLI/AAAAAAAAAKA/i3yAPx1LRiI/s1600-h/magnet9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT8na9uWLI/AAAAAAAAAKA/i3yAPx1LRiI/s320/magnet9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252600819604150450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time! Bolinao, here we come! Again! LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-8166836469977083672?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8166836469977083672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=8166836469977083672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/8166836469977083672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/8166836469977083672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/magnet-saturday.html' title='Magnet Saturday'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT7qigwu6I/AAAAAAAAAJA/0YXkenJwi4w/s72-c/magnet1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-5821042789306636324</id><published>2008-09-12T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:06:31.461+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>I am going to TAIWAN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SNorM6NKDQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/MKzAqJOKx0c/s1600-h/taiwanticket0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SNorM6NKDQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/MKzAqJOKx0c/s320/taiwanticket0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249555816436600066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its official. Our flight has been booked. I am on my way. And contrary to what people believe, I did not "almost" manipulate my cousins in choosing TAIPEI as our destination just so I can stalk Calvin. I mean, I have to look for KingOne too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited. No denying it. Winter in Taipei. And all the Calvin stuff I can buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotel. Visa. Then, I'm off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-5821042789306636324?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5821042789306636324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=5821042789306636324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/5821042789306636324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/5821042789306636324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-going-to-taiwan.html' title='I am going to TAIWAN!!!'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SNorM6NKDQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/MKzAqJOKx0c/s72-c/taiwanticket0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-7813396803368441894</id><published>2008-09-12T21:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:06:36.111+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>YOU'RE A PATHO AND YOU SHOULD KNOW!</title><content type='html'>I came across something today. Hmmm. Not that I looked for it deliberately but, well yeah I kinda did. Hahaha! Truth is, I'm concerned. How many pathos are out there in this world? That, I don't know. But are we even aware there are pathos among us? Of course we do. We just don't know who. So I made a little research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know someone who lies on a regular basis? Well I do. Not that I know her personally. It's just that I know she always lies. And how do I figure that out? I just know. LOOOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A pathological liar is usually defined as someone who lies incessantly to get their way and does so with little concern for others. Pathological lying is often viewed as coping mechanism developed in early childhood and it is often associated with some other type of mental health disorder. A pathological liar is often goal-oriented (i.e., lying is focused - it is done to get one's way). Pathological liars have little regard or respect for the rights and feelings of others. A pathological liar often comes across as being manipulative, cunning and self-centered." (Source here.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you might want to know what your condition is. Cheap. ^_^'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-7813396803368441894?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7813396803368441894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=7813396803368441894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/7813396803368441894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/7813396803368441894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/youre-patho-and-you-should-know.html' title='YOU&apos;RE A PATHO AND YOU SHOULD KNOW!'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-7733004520175604940</id><published>2008-09-10T18:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:07:12.403+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>He Really is JACKY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;One thing I wanna say... Ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, this is like the ultimate ultimate ultimate!!! My gaaaaaaawd!!!!!! I have always wondered what his English name was, or he did ever have one. Now I got my answer. I actually did find out about this some weeks ago and I just ignored it. It just sank in me TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JACKY??? Waaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t246/rxzyq/jg3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that??? It beat Jordon, Paint my love, Feiji, Uwak and all the other things in/on/with him Girl from Hsinchu and I would often talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E.W.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-7733004520175604940?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7733004520175604940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=7733004520175604940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/7733004520175604940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/7733004520175604940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/he-really-is-jacky.html' title='He Really is JACKY!!!'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-8393873254731952564</id><published>2008-09-09T23:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:07:16.970+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>Be Strong Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H9HGfWfktnE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little darling belle with such a fragile shell&lt;br /&gt;In the powerful way that love seems to make her all regret it now&lt;br /&gt;And if she'd only say what's wrong, she can't go on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got to be strong now&lt;br /&gt;And if I come and hold you now&lt;br /&gt;You'll be safe and sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little lonely face that no one ever sees&lt;br /&gt;You see the thing she believes is life is bittersweet if she'd open up to me&lt;br /&gt;And its the only thing she dreams, you gotta believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got to be strong now&lt;br /&gt;And if I come and hold you now&lt;br /&gt;You've got to be strong now&lt;br /&gt;If I hold you now&lt;br /&gt;If I hold you now&lt;br /&gt;If I hold you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh god if I could change a thing tonight we won't be lonely&lt;br /&gt;Ooh god if I could change a thing&lt;br /&gt;Why does it have to be this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got to be strong now&lt;br /&gt;And if I come and hold you now&lt;br /&gt;You've got to be strong now&lt;br /&gt;If I hold you now&lt;br /&gt;If I hold you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tala 說:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In times like this, when you don't know what to do or which way you're going, this song has somehow made me feel fine. It's been playing repeatedly. I don't know for how long since I'm not aware, for over an hour probably but I never get tired of listening to it. It only sucks that there's no one real singing it to me right now. I wish the singer was real. Not that he's some inanimate object of some sort, but yeah he's apparently the one who sang the song. I don't even know where he is or what he's currently into. Does he still play even? Jeez, if there was only someone who could hold me now... Ooh crap, I've really got to be strong now. *Sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how the current situation is turning me into? It's making me sound depressed. Truth be told, I really am. I guess our SMB slash GSM nights are neverending eh, B? Thanks for your company though. I really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my big question to myself is... what will happen to me now? Let me quote what Girl from Hsinchu said, or asked, a few days ago, "San ka na pupulutin ngayon?" Heck, I don't even know how to translate that. Where am I going? Fick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to stay. I mean, not for a long time, but I don't want to leave yet. Sheesh, why do I sound like I'm being evicted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long ago, another thing came up and I don't know how to deal with it. Gawd. No dinero, no chulo, no trabajo??? What else is my next no? No futuro??? Waaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My effin' tooth is killing me. Piff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh god If I could change a thing... Why does it have to be this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~You've got to be strong now...~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-8393873254731952564?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8393873254731952564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=8393873254731952564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/8393873254731952564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/8393873254731952564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/be-strong-now.html' title='Be Strong Now'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-1701384888692914292</id><published>2008-09-09T19:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:07:21.607+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>SHIVER ME TIMBERS</title><content type='html'>aw gawd i was enjoying my time on facebook and multiply til i got a very angry message from the X about 5 minutes ago. I'm still shivering from the shock...apparently he called me a bitch and told me he read my multiply blog and that he never wanted to get back with my fat ass.(i know hunny, asses are what you're all about...unfortunately you're not after mine).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm confused...i'm not allowed to blog anymore? I wasn't allowed to be angry..i wasn't allowed to say anything...i wasn't allowed to express what i have inside me and now i really have to shut up?! bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO THE X: let me be..this is my only release. Turn a blind eye and a deaf ear if you can't handle the dirrrrty laundry i've been parading here. I don't care if they laugh about me..It's me...ME..exchanging hate messages is really ugly and energy-consuming and tiring.JUST STOP IT ok? STOP!!!!! you said it that you removed me from your friends list in friendster and FB because you wanted to let me be..now why did you have to look into my blogs and send me super angry messages? what do you expect me to do?clap for you and be really genuinely happy for coming out of the closet? Do understand it's normal for me to be this way..it hasn't even been a month and you expect me to accept it all??i'm not SUPERWOMAN. I'm not that BIG HEARTED as well. Just be happy in your corner and i will be in mine. Seems you don't need healing..I DO. this is part of it.ok?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-1701384888692914292?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1701384888692914292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=1701384888692914292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/1701384888692914292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/1701384888692914292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/shiver-me-timbers.html' title='SHIVER ME TIMBERS'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-7709529999529105726</id><published>2008-09-08T19:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:07:27.490+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>i hackz yer blogz!!!</title><content type='html'>i'm too lazy to make my own blog so i shall write here! this is my 2nd post in this oh-so-infamous blog but i deleted the first one since it was full of drama shit. there can only be one drama queen in a blog yo... right B? unfortunately, i don't have a gay ex. my life is saaaad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. this is the girl currently stuck in hsinchu city, taiwan. i'll know on wednesday for how long though. i could be going home in a week. haha. tough shit. hmm.. 我寫什麼? (my chinese still sucks and will probably stay in the sucking level forever.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i've been here for three months, working my ass off. there are times when i find myself doing actual work and just go "what the flying fcuk am I doing here?!" because work here is so 'real'. it's like your brain is out in the sun, riding a carabao, plowing the rice field in the middle of nowhere, churning out technical jargon and meta-language until the sun finally sets. my poor empty shallow brain~~~ it's so stressed out it can't even find pleasure in shopping anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that long boring introduction, i shall get to the point. i want to thank that one person who gets me through the days, weeks, and months of brain farming. because of this person, i still find a reason to smile until my seatmate asks me why i'm doing the 'stupid look' again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU, CK.&lt;br /&gt;for wearing calvin klein briefs and bending over so that i could see them. i'll never forget your ck-clad torso and the hint of your butt cheeks peeking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-7709529999529105726?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7709529999529105726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=7709529999529105726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/7709529999529105726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/7709529999529105726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-hackz-yer-blogz.html' title='i hackz yer blogz!!!'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-3350320826149248001</id><published>2008-09-08T16:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T01:00:41.273+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fahrenciti - Calvin'/><title type='text'>Back from Vancouver</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT-MNLNTRI/AAAAAAAAAKY/aKzUGCCmKQ0/s1600-h/calvancouver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT-MNLNTRI/AAAAAAAAAKY/aKzUGCCmKQ0/s400/calvancouver.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252602551069396242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why he never blogged about the Philippines. Probably because he never liked the place to begin with. He shouldn't have shown us his smiling face when he was here if he didn't really like the place. Oh dear. I'm tampo. Piff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-3350320826149248001?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3350320826149248001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=3350320826149248001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/3350320826149248001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/3350320826149248001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-from-vancouver.html' title='Back from Vancouver'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT-MNLNTRI/AAAAAAAAAKY/aKzUGCCmKQ0/s72-c/calvancouver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-7330332513489809516</id><published>2008-09-05T18:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:08:49.697+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>Chun and Jiro singing Chao Xi Huan Ni</title><content type='html'>Chun and Jiro actually did a skit with a fan who played as Lu Rui Xi. It's like they were fighting over her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J9vWueuIM9c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was the one Chun asked to come with him to Brunei, I would have knelt in front of him and hugged him. Imagine my head on his crotch. Kidding! I would have died right then and there. Of course I'd come to Brunei with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHUN, LET'S GET MARRIED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥Tala Jolie♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-7330332513489809516?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7330332513489809516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=7330332513489809516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/7330332513489809516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/7330332513489809516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/chun-and-jiro-singing-chao-xi-huan-ni.html' title='Chun and Jiro singing Chao Xi Huan Ni'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-2130987758282057228</id><published>2008-09-05T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T00:58:34.891+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the amazing 1010'/><title type='text'>1010 Strikes Again!!!</title><content type='html'>Gosh 1010's back and he posted another comment!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT9qJlicqI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Sp38ubcM_xU/s1600-h/1010oyasuminasai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT9qJlicqI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Sp38ubcM_xU/s320/1010oyasuminasai.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252601965990539938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this real??? He posted a comment at 2 in the morning? Oh well. This is the only thing I said to 1010:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's you, thanks for reading our messages here. At 2AM? Boy you really are staying up so late. Why didn't you buzz me? We could have chatted till morning. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥Tala Jolie♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-2130987758282057228?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2130987758282057228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=2130987758282057228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/2130987758282057228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/2130987758282057228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/1010-strikes-again.html' title='1010 Strikes Again!!!'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SOT9qJlicqI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Sp38ubcM_xU/s72-c/1010oyasuminasai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-161252474618742331</id><published>2008-09-05T17:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:08:59.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>DENIAL QUEEN (and i'm not talking about myself)</title><content type='html'>My sorry ass lame excuse for a freakin gay X asked me to remove my blogs online. he's afraid news might get to his dear relatives and his DAD. fine. he's chickening out again. that's what he is. a big old CHICKEN. I already told myself i'm not angry anymore but aw gawd aw gawd why is he soooooo PATHETIC????!!!!!!!! I don't back down...but i'll understand his situation...so first thing i did was remove all my blogs in friendster.haha.that's it. He sent me several text messages last saturday while i was partying the night away. My blood almost reached boiling point...thank goodness to aegis and their song HALIK i was back to being happy in no time.hahahah.the messages he sent me made me sound like i'm still after him!!!!!like i'm begging him to come back to my life!!!!THAT IS SOOOOOOOO RIGHT!!! COME BACK TO ME HUNNY!!!---PUHLEEZ...give me the benefit of the doubt and don't think so highly of yourself. We're over and done for. If you can't handle my blogs then don't read them. If people ask you if what im saying is true, you could always deny it. It's your word against mine. I don't care. I DON'T!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once...show me you have balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥b♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-161252474618742331?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/161252474618742331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=161252474618742331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/161252474618742331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/161252474618742331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/denial-queen-and-im-not-talking-about.html' title='DENIAL QUEEN (and i&apos;m not talking about myself)'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-5226082726567670092</id><published>2008-09-05T15:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:09:04.131+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>D-DAY</title><content type='html'>And so we've had our meeting...which lasted like half a day...the actual meeting was about an hour or so, the lunch went for hours. It's true. Before the end of November we will be scattered to other departments. I on the other hand, along with 5 of my teammates, will remain in the department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOOMSDAY for me. I've had 2 hours of sleep. I read SEP last night hoping i'd fall asleep so i wont think about the dreaded meeting but nooooooo....my mind was super awake. the bottle of pale @ saguijo didn't help at all...i wanted to drink more but i was afraid i won't make it to the meeting DECENT enough to take in all what i was about to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**brain not functioning as of the moment.  I've been listening and singing ERASERHEADS songs for a week. luv 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True to my status message...i am still famished, impoverished and hung over.    ♥B♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-5226082726567670092?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5226082726567670092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=5226082726567670092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/5226082726567670092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/5226082726567670092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/d-day.html' title='D-DAY'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-7172518603725095461</id><published>2008-09-04T18:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:09:09.104+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>Perfect's not that PERFECT after all</title><content type='html'>Everything went downhill since the day i learned my x lover was freakin' gay. AND NO THIS IS NOT A BLOG ABOUT HIM/HER. Told myself yesterday that i have to eat healthy, stop drinking and cut smoking...just when i thought i could do it for a whole freakin' week ( even when last night every cell in me told me to go out and buy some!hahaha..pathetic!)another bomb drops on top of my head. I wonder for how long will i be able to keep up with reality's harshness? Stop me first before i overdramatize. I am very emotional (not yet PMSing) and sympathetic so tell me how do i handle the news that a whole team in my department will be disintegrated and some members from my own team will be relieved too?! gawd!!!!!!! put yourselves in the shoes of those people who'll be gone soon?! it's almost CHRISTMAS for gawd's sake! i can't imagine myself being told that by this date you won't have work anymore....i'd go ballistic! how am i supposed to feed my baby doggy tinx?how am i supposed to live?! even think of what i'm gonna do after this?I've been here for almost 2 years...which means 1 year and 6 months..hahaha...im haflway there ok?! but then this has been my life!!!! when i come to work..i open up my PC...i log in to facebook...asianfanatics...wretch and play pet society(which is so amusing y'all should try it) then i check my email...reply to some of them, finish the reports that have been piling up if i feel like it...then i'd go out buy food and sometimes do my groceries(yeah i suck)UT y'all have to understand..that's how we work here. Stressful hours start at 7PM which is the 2nd half of the shift...you get the picture? So when it's time to give up the life you've been accustomed to for almost 2 years that SUCKS big time.BIG TIME. I don't wanna go to other callcenters...they'll just dry me up with stress, politics and the like. I've had the devil as my boss when i was in RCBC and things we're so much like HELL...not that i've been there(prolly she was born there and went to earth to destroy humankiship..)&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting off-topic...&lt;br /&gt;FRIIIIIIIIIICK!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i need a drink...ooh...HIJA's playing at SAGUIJO...&lt;br /&gt;i've a meeting tomorrow morning...help me retain my sanity afterwards..and my HOPE for the real flowers.&lt;br /&gt;BARF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-7172518603725095461?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7172518603725095461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=7172518603725095461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/7172518603725095461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/7172518603725095461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/perfects-not-that-perfect-after-all.html' title='Perfect&apos;s not that PERFECT after all'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-6571475533053086520</id><published>2008-09-03T20:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:09:24.003+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>Hi, my name is B and i'm an alcoholic...</title><content type='html'>It's been n nights i've been kissing the bottle and n mornings waking up with the stench of alcohol under my breath...have i turned into one of those left-behind-plunged-into-despair-alcoholic-ego-shattered-into-a-gazillion-bits left-behind girl? am i still bitter after how many weeks of healing and forgetting what happened?  haha...most prolly not.  SERIOUSLY...the waking up part where you're hung over is appealing to me. hahaha.  I promised myself today i'll start eating fruits, quit drinking and cut a bit of smoking.  I should go back to the gym and restart being healthy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note...gawd...JIRO's Cardanro's shots are worth a quintizillion bucks! i love them all!!!! see below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.wretch.cc/album/show.php?i=celsiusgirls&amp;amp;b=32764&amp;amp;f=1609021601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://f5.wretch.yimg.com/celsiusgirls/32764/1609021601.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just look at those lips!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.wretch.cc/album/show.php?i=celsiusgirls&amp;amp;b=32764&amp;amp;f=1609021603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://f5.wretch.yimg.com/celsiusgirls/32764/1609021603.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.wretch.cc/album/show.php?i=celsiusgirls&amp;amp;b=32764&amp;amp;f=1609021604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://f5.wretch.yimg.com/celsiusgirls/32764/1609021604.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ask me to marry you and i'll stop drinking...FOREVER!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-6571475533053086520?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6571475533053086520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=6571475533053086520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/6571475533053086520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/6571475533053086520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/hi-my-name-is-b-and-im-alcoholic.html' title='Hi, my name is B and i&apos;m an alcoholic...'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-8618217642298944098</id><published>2008-08-29T19:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:09:47.546+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>CHEERS to my BEST-HALF!!!</title><content type='html'>Why have I just found out about this anyway? I totally ignored the other comments posted on his blog, since most of them are in Chinese. And reading other people's comments is like snooping and I don't wanna do that. If it wasn't for the other fans who posted comments in English, I wouldn't have found out about it. Heck, I don't even know what APEA is and who are being awarded there. Asia Pacific Entrepreneur Association perhaps? Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post the China Times article here nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;吳尊獲馬國青年企業家獎 汶萊經營健身房優異 成最年輕受獎者&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;更新日期:2008/08/29 09:28&lt;br /&gt;【中國時報　宋志民／台北報導】&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　吳尊效應延燒，繼他與飛輪海代言台灣觀光局，29日又將獲馬來西亞亞太企業家頒獎典禮（APEA）頒發「年度青年企業家獎」，他是首位華裔藝人獲此殊榮。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　吳尊並非因藝人身分獲獎，而是以自身在汶萊經營２家Fitness Zone健身房成果優異，受到該單位關注。據查，吳尊以千萬資金打造該健身房，兩年就繳清貸款，此外健身房的產品都由他親手設計，讓該組織對他行銷觀念非常欣賞。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　典禮工作人員透露，28歲的吳尊是最年輕的受獎者，已創下該獎項紀錄，其餘入圍者都是經營資歷10年以上的企業主，該典禮今晚於汶萊市中心某家飯店舉行，但吳尊正在日本做戲劇宣傳，恐無法出席。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　可米製作則對他獲入圍行程相當保密，「吳尊獲通知那一刻超開心，很希望可以出席領獎，但他希望也可以得金馬獎啦。」有一說吳尊父親將代他出席領獎。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did Daddy Goh attend the ceremony to accept my Chun's award??? The ceremony was held in Brunei and sadly Chun couldn't attend since he's in Japan at the moment. He's the youngest person to have ever received an award like this!!! &lt;b&gt;CONGRATULATIONS TO MY CHUN!!!&lt;/b&gt; Weeeeeeeeeeee!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-8618217642298944098?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8618217642298944098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=8618217642298944098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/8618217642298944098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/8618217642298944098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/cheers-to-my-best-half.html' title='CHEERS to my BEST-HALF!!!'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-6298919908996310720</id><published>2008-08-28T14:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:09:52.617+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fahrenciti - Calvin'/><title type='text'>Vancouver I am back!</title><content type='html'>Feel really excited now because I am heading back to Vancouver just few hours later.All the old memories come up my mind.Vancouver is just like my second home because I spent almost 7 years there. I miss old time there.Being a student,making friends, and learning to be independent.I bet I am gonna have some good time there with my old friends, fairchild radio staffs, and family friends these few days.Sunshine boyz contest,I am coming!This time as special guest Fahrenheit Calvin, but you know, I am always the Vancouver sunshine boyz Calvin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2004 Vancouver Sunshine boyz #7 Calvin Chen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Calvin's Fahrenciti Blog&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted on:&lt;br /&gt;27 八月, 2008 18:42&lt;br /&gt;Vancouver I am back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-6298919908996310720?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6298919908996310720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=6298919908996310720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/6298919908996310720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/6298919908996310720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/vancouver-i-am-back.html' title='Vancouver I am back!'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-679402793026005152</id><published>2008-08-25T20:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:09:58.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>Thank you note to my greatest love..</title><content type='html'>we were the envy of all the other couples. we were always laughing, we seldom had fights, you were always gentle and considerate and you never stayed mad at me for long. you were never strict and you let me wear what i wanted even if there was more skin than fabric. you were beside me when i lost my ovary and you lost sleep too when i was jittery losing my gallbladder. I had a lot of moments where i thought the world was going to end but you never fall short in comforting me although sometimes you do the opposite. You never had an issue with me going out late nor coming home drunk. We went through a lot of issues...and i thought we will grow old dealing with them together. I’ve always pictured us as grandparents in the park still kissing and hugging. sad that will never happen. There are a lot i am so thankful for...those 9 years i will forever treasure…&lt;br /&gt;Thank you making me laugh the whole time we’re together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your witty remarks and smart-ass comments at almost everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for getting me water in the middle of the night after I’ve had a bad dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for sharing the excitement of watching Harry Potter with me and thanks for buying me book5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for calling me baby, bibi,bebe,veve, vivi, hoy and mami (did i miss out on anything?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for not watching horror movies when i’m in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for letting me distract you when you’re so busy and neckdeep with work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for treating me like a baby and for giving in to most of my whims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for bringing my clothes to the laundry even if you’re exhausted from work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being careful with me when i had sunburns...never hugged me tight no matter how much you wanted to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for cooking me the best adobo I’ve ever tasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for giving me cash when i don’t have it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for loving my mom, my sister, my dad and the rest of my family and for making me part of yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for the lazy Saturday and Sunday mornings over coffee and your crossword puzzle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for going to the market whenever i ask you to buy me fruits and other stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for buying me alcohol when i needed it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for letting me force you take walks with me that i know you don’t really enjoy but still you try to smile about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for believing i can shed the weight..it means a lot!hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for making sure i had hot food ready when i get back from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for carrying all my bags wherever we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you ironing my clothes when i ask you to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for giving me the best gift - tinkay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being friends with my friends and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for enduring me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve so much more to be thankful for...so much more i want to tell you. Please know even though our hearts don’t beat to the same drum anymore i will keep you here with all of the memories we’ve created for almost a decade.&lt;br /&gt;i will always and forever be thankful you were part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;i still find myself staring into space, shedding a tear or two(even a million), losing appetite over a meal and wailing silently into the night but these as you say will pass. I will heal and maybe in the future we could still make great memories as friends which we will be both thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;I only wish the best for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-679402793026005152?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/679402793026005152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=679402793026005152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/679402793026005152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/679402793026005152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/thank-you-note-to-my-greatest-love.html' title='Thank you note to my greatest love..'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-5845041960726958211</id><published>2008-08-22T18:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:10:25.016+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>The Vajayjay Monologues</title><content type='html'>MONOLOGUE 1:  21900 hours before the great revelation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evil B and lover in bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evil B's pussy:  i want you i want you i want you now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lover's dick:  Eeew. get away from me! **limps and goes to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evil B's pussy:  that's queer.  **hisses like a rattle snake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21900 hours after:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evil B's pussy:  oh that's why...he is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;QUEER&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-5845041960726958211?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5845041960726958211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=5845041960726958211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/5845041960726958211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/5845041960726958211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/vajayjay-monologues.html' title='The Vajayjay Monologues'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-2476778866845625378</id><published>2008-08-22T18:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:10:30.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>Day 3: The Survivor Series</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2nd night after the revelation i was still shaky. Had a few beers with my friends and a couple shots of gin when i got home. The rage has subsided about .00000005...so yeah i gues i am still enraged. Sad. Slept 4.30 in the morning with my nerves a bit settled. I was afraid of the waking up part....coz it still fucking hurts so fucking bad everytime i’m sober. My dear friend Julie woke me up...she was calling from Chicago and i was still groggy from the alcohol. Couldn’t talk hunny...this was 7.30 in the morning. A bit later my mom woke me up...relayed her YM conversation with the gay X. My mom’s such a good researcher she even saw the down under lover luvin gay X’s down there in facebook. HAH! thanks for talking to gay X, mom...but please as i said..spare me the gory details! i don’t want more information coz it’s enough to know he said to you about the last 5 years of our 9 year-cover-up relationship was crappy basically because he was associating himself with the same sex already. DURRRRR.....what a way to greet the new day! HAH! tears did not come but i must say again i got really shaky.again. i just had to text gay x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evil B: U had the guts 2 tel my mom 5 yrs ago u had thots u were queer but u didn’t hav d balls 2 break up then when i so wanted to.Fuck u 4 wasting my life!Queer nd gay is d same thing.So is a boyfriend and a partner. I wish ul have the worst day as i am still in hell with all this crap u put me thru.I hate u!i hate u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gay X: i didn’t tell her i had ideas 5 yrs into wat we had..i told her we wr miserable r last 5 yrs..galit nlng n kyo.stop txting me ok? do wat you want wid your lives..leave me alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Evil B:  I will reallly leave u alone u lying fag.i hate u nd i will hate u forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuck. lying fag?hahaha....yeah..that’;s gonna hurt him. i wil hate you forever?hahaha OMFG...i sounded like a spoiled pms-ing teenager hahahaha. eeeeeeeeeew. i coud easily have told him you suck dick fucking lying asslicker. oh well..i gues it was too early in the morning to feast on profanity. but hmm...5 years into the relationship and were miserable already...of course hunny...you realized you didn’t want pussies but you pretended to. that’s why the last 5 yrs were crappy. Had you told me earlier i could’ve given you tips on how to shop for the right clotes and how to do your nails and all...but no. I’m hurt. you had to run to another biatch to learn all them gay guys do. Well at least now i’m really gonna hate you forever. yes baby..forevah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-2476778866845625378?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2476778866845625378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=2476778866845625378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/2476778866845625378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/2476778866845625378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-3-survivor-series.html' title='Day 3: The Survivor Series'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-6257142089336955112</id><published>2008-08-22T17:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:10:36.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>Yes Tinky, your dad is gay!!</title><content type='html'>It's hard when parents separate but it's hardest breaking it to the kids. So when the day i heard that gay X is GAY (he intsists he's queer..wtf is the diff?) i put it on myself to break it to my darling Tinky. I prepared myself, gathered enough strength and thought suger-coating it is a good strategy. So when i got home, Tinky, as always, sprang at me...i hugged her and said..."tinky, i have news for you. you're dad's gay. He's not coming back. He left you for another man. he likes men too...just like us. Turns out your dad's a QUEEN" (where's the suger-coated part?hahaha...ooops...forgot about that...). I saw her take the news..it was hard on her too. she looked down and slipped under the bed and stayed there until the morning. she got sad. She doesn't have a father figure anymore. i pity her. DOn't worry tinky....we'll be fine. You'll meet your future dad. He won't be queer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; BIO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Tinkay Batol-Gay X's last name (which will be dropped after this blog)&lt;br /&gt;Age: 7? (not sure..can't do math...a bit hung over to do that)&lt;br /&gt;BDAY: OCtober 4, 2003?(like i said..hung over to remember)&lt;br /&gt;BREED: Mongrel..though i really want her to be a COCKer Spaniel...oh wait...maybe gay X ould like a COCKer Spaniel....so i'd like a pug...whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Hobbies: munching, sleeping and bullying mummy's roommate&lt;br /&gt;Dislikes: baths, rain, spicy food&lt;br /&gt;Likes: mummy, early morning walks with mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinky to Evil B(mummy):  DUH! i knew he was like that the moment you got me!!! c'mon mum...we'll be fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-6257142089336955112?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6257142089336955112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=6257142089336955112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/6257142089336955112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/6257142089336955112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/yes-tinky-your-dad-is-gay.html' title='Yes Tinky, your dad is gay!!'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-7646360545819833041</id><published>2008-08-21T22:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:11:01.695+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fahrenciti - Calvin'/><title type='text'>成長 (Maturity)</title><content type='html'>十二天的訓練與考驗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;讓我沉澱了一陣子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也學到一些原先沒預期的東西&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想了許多自己未來的計劃&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當我從營區出來&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;過了十二天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;世界&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;依然不停的轉動&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;營區裡和外面似乎是不同的轉動頻律&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在這十二天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我學到了什麼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;學到了對自己更負責&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;學到了團體的生活&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;學到了如何適應新環境&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;學到了尊重自己 尊重別人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;學到了更會珍惜自己所擁有的一切&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我交到了很多好朋友&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;來自東西南北各地&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;各個不同身家背景 教育背景&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是經過了這十二天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們相知相惜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;謝謝你們&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;踏出營區的那一剎那&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我見到了一陣子未見的你們&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;收到你們的花和祝福&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這是我在這圈子最大的幸福&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這份感動&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;會一直留在我心中&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;謝謝你們一直記得我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一直為我加油和打氣&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我發現&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不管我是喜悅或是悲傷&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你們陪我走過了我人生中很多重要的階段&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就像是我的動力&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我也沉寂了一陣子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是這陣子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我充實了許多&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;成長了許多&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就像你們說的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你們都會站出來挺我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感謝你們&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;加油支持的聲音我都聽到了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;接下來 我會繼續帶著你們的支持和鼓勵&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一路勇敢的走下去&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我會繼續發光發熱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有你們當我的動力&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎能不如此呢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;還請多多指教喔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calvin's Fahrenciti blog&lt;br /&gt;21 八月, 2008 22:31&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-7646360545819833041?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7646360545819833041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=7646360545819833041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/7646360545819833041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/7646360545819833041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/maturity.html' title='成長 (Maturity)'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-8037381442146638484</id><published>2008-08-21T19:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:11:06.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>OH MY GAH! THEY'RE EVERYWHERE!!</title><content type='html'>just got back from my kickboxing class and as always, the kicking and the punching helped me ease the pain. the kicking and the punching of course comes with the imagining that gay x is right in front of me and i'm aiming at those sweetest spots e.g. his balls - that never did me any good and will never actually be of any use so might as well hit it hard, his dick that was oh soo good...NOT...his neck...no reason..i just wanna hit his neck too...his chin, his nose..all of his face...well ok..every part of gay x's boday is sooooo good to hit. NOTE TO SELF: Don't drink gin til 5 in the morning and smoke half a pack of reds and sleep for 4 hours after crying for 12 coz the sweat's gonna sting your eye and the rage will give you a pseudo m.infarction if you're planning to settle it in the gym. meanwhile...from the office to the gym i pass by several coffee shops and posh restos, ( of course we're in BHS and yeah suck it shokoy we belong here you don't) i see hordes and hordes of gay guys...(i should come up with a term...FAG seems too harsh and demeaning...gay guys is just too cute of a term to use when you see a band of gay gorillas..cock-sucker and ass-licker are too graphic and blatant...hmmm....top guy bottom guy..whatever...oooh i wonder if gay X is a top or a bottom?hmmm....interesting...) and i ask myself Why are gay guys/fags/cock-suckers/ass-lickers/topguys/bottomguys everywhere? All the guys that attend my class are also gayguys/fags/cock-suckers/ass-lickers/topguys/bottomguys where are the men i need????!!!!!WHERE!???? old, middle aged, 20s, teens even kids...they start out young you know...so don't ever believe a 35 year old gayguy/fag/cock-sucker/ass-licker/topguy/bottomguy that he just found out about being a gayguy/fag/cock-sucker/ass-licker/topguy/bottomguy a month after you've broken up with him. THAT IS PLAIN BULL.(cutting the profanity here people!) Is there hope for the women?or only love for the butterflies?(yeah butterflies refer to gayguy/fag/cock-sucker/ass-licker/topguy/bottomguy in this context). You can never tell who's straight and who's not..they all come in different shapes, sizes and colors...yeah a lot of foreigners are gays.(gay x lover is a foreigner...an alien..green and one eyed..hahaha...of course im kidding!) In fairness to gay X he can pass a straight guy if he just sits down and shuts up his piehole. i should be happy for him he's out of the closet...NOT! hehehe...i will be...in the future...i hope. I am not losing hope. somewhere out there is my hot surfer dude without any real encounters with gayguy/fag/cock-sucker/ass-licker/topguy/bottomguy. BTW...yay! bolinao this weekend! MOVE OVER lorenzo...the floor will be mine! BWAHAHAHAHA! ♥B♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-8037381442146638484?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8037381442146638484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=8037381442146638484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/8037381442146638484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/8037381442146638484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-my-gah-theyre-everywhere.html' title='OH MY GAH! THEY&apos;RE EVERYWHERE!!'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-9042997269451034169</id><published>2008-08-21T15:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:11:10.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>Ate hateful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If any of you recognize what this is, then good for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SK0d1Hq9X6I/AAAAAAAAAFA/UrbGa41yo3o/s1600-h/DSC02320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SK0d1Hq9X6I/AAAAAAAAAFA/UrbGa41yo3o/s320/DSC02320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236874740131258274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just ate hateful chicken. Ewww. If I wasn't so hungry, I wouldn't have eaten some of it. Grrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-9042997269451034169?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/9042997269451034169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=9042997269451034169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/9042997269451034169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/9042997269451034169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/ate-hateful.html' title='Ate hateful'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SK0d1Hq9X6I/AAAAAAAAAFA/UrbGa41yo3o/s72-c/DSC02320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-4875414488496318952</id><published>2008-08-21T15:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:11:16.591+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>How to Tell if Lover is Gay : Signs and Symptoms of a Gay Lover</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1.  If he loves watching Will &amp;amp; Grace, ANTM, Project Runway and the like.&lt;br /&gt;2.  IF he's not into sports..not even on TV&lt;br /&gt;3.  If he's the best shopping buddy you've ever had...have him try the free makeover at maybelline's maybe he'll bite it.&lt;br /&gt;4.  If he knows the complete maybelline line claiming because he buys them for his girl.&lt;br /&gt;5.  If you overhear him call his best bud "BABY" and watch him make excuses that that's how they call each other at the office&lt;br /&gt;6.  If he can't leave his gay no-good-tax-evader boss&lt;br /&gt;7.  If he dresses up during halloween and ends up being prettier than you&lt;br /&gt;8.  If he likes watching the gay pride parade and even takes pictures of them drags (he's secretly hoping to be part of it)&lt;br /&gt;9. If he's into color coding attires during holidays, aka Christmas- red with red accessory/ies, New Year white with white accessory/ies&lt;br /&gt;10. If he says Britney's a bitch and lindsey lohan's spoiled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. If his dick doesn't get up even if you give him a head..even if you gyrate and pretend you're a stripper without clothes on of course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it up hunny...HE'S A MAN'S MAN! no matter how low you go - and i'm referring to the anatomy- it ain't gonna do any good coz he's waiting for a prince's kiss. I suggest, pack your bags and leave without looking back. He's not worth all the calories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-4875414488496318952?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4875414488496318952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=4875414488496318952&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/4875414488496318952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/4875414488496318952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-to-tell-if-lover-is-gay-signs-and.html' title='How to Tell if Lover is Gay : Signs and Symptoms of a Gay Lover'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-2314077085740452230</id><published>2008-08-21T14:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:11:23.490+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>And i thought he didn't have the balls...when all he wanted was to just play with them</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When you are bitching over the lack of decent guys around to date and you learn that your X got men panting for him..that kinda sucks. What has happened to the world? Are men really liking AHOLES now than the much adored vajayjay? I must admit i still am not over the gay x saga...got myself drunk and happy last night i was able to laugh about it after crying for 12 hours. My head and my eyes finally gave in. so when you've hit rock bottom all you have to do is propel yourself to the top and project and smile...gin blu did it for me. i woke up early today texted my mom to call me right away as i can feel the tears coming back...i waited and finally she did. had myself a really good cry...more like a really good 15 mins of wailing. after that i tidied up the house a bit, texted a few people and cancelled my curled-up-in-bed-with-gin-on-hand all day drama by deciding to go to work. YES i've cried it all out i don't think i have any more in me to shed. gawd it's hard. it's freaking hard. several offline messages from the gay x didn't help at all. he wanted me to be happy and there are other guys out there for me...coz he's flirty with the men right now i bet he gets his ass slapped silly. point your finger at me and tell me i'm bitter.haha.i am i know! i'll get over this i know. i will heal in my own time. now i've got to find me a surfer dude i've always wanted and let him play with his balls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-2314077085740452230?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2314077085740452230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=2314077085740452230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/2314077085740452230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/2314077085740452230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-i-thought-he-didnt-have-ballswhen.html' title='And i thought he didn&apos;t have the balls...when all he wanted was to just play with them'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-5529230364851286702</id><published>2008-08-20T19:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:11:28.750+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>"You didn't waste your time" and all other things people say</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;at least they try. my brain's bleeding out already. yes, this blog is still about my freaking gay X. people say the darnest things to make me feel better. the best one so far is "GOD HAS SOMETHING FOR YOU". yeah, thanks mom. i wish it would be as easy as a snap of a finger to be ok. my eyes are already as big as that of an owl's..or a chinese girl?iunno.....frick. i hate this day. i love gay guys you know...just not sure how to love this one. shivers. gawd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-5529230364851286702?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5529230364851286702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=5529230364851286702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/5529230364851286702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/5529230364851286702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-didnt-waste-your-time-and-all-other.html' title='&quot;You didn&apos;t waste your time&quot; and all other things people say'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-6481075632022046958</id><published>2008-08-20T18:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:12:27.888+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>When life gives you lemons....put on some make up and join the gay pride parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Here i am at 28...thinking i've dealt with enough of "life's challenges" to make me strong...that is where i am mistaken..nothing ever really prepares you for life's next big challenge...and for me it's having your ex boyfriend for 9 years tell you that he's queer. He's your competition in this world where the rate of meeting decent guys is constantly decreasing. How else will you be prepared for that? i was shaken to the core and it has been 4 hours already since i started crying. this may not be the right place to blog about it and im sorry to the other girls for venting out on this site. I just have to let it out. i have to. It was just last night i was furious coz i thought the X had replaced me for another girl whom i know and am not very much fond of because of the fact that this girl already has two kids in gradeschool plus she was some married guy's bimbo (not sure if she is still now tho). I even had bitter status messages in facebook and my ym. It's not im bitter coz i was replaced already...im mad coz he did it first!haha. i should be the one who'll hook up with someone and be blissfully happy for the rest of my life..not HIM. I just had to have my moment of victory and he, his moment of wallowing in misery over his loss of a great girl. THe joke's on me. at 2.15 today i was crying over his email telling me he was queer. It must've taken a lot of courage...yeah it did, i'd give him that. now it's 6 freakin' 49 pm and my eyes and head hurt and i still can't stop crying. Wait there's more! he's not just queer but he has a partner now. yeah. all smiley and sunshiny, lovey dovey partner now. this is not supposed to happen. I chatted with him over YM and he told me how it happened...how they met...what changed..who he is now...things like that. what do you think i should do? i didn't even know how to react. gawd my life is a freaking joke! Tequila anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-6481075632022046958?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6481075632022046958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=6481075632022046958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/6481075632022046958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/6481075632022046958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/when-life-gives-you-lemonsput-on-some.html' title='When life gives you lemons....put on some make up and join the gay pride parade'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-3447333746580634867</id><published>2008-08-20T15:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:12:02.814+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>Another comment? 1010 again???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Here's another one Noelle saw today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SK1Y9lYIk9I/AAAAAAAAAFU/qs0mSUVF_Hw/s1600-h/0820-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SK1Y9lYIk9I/AAAAAAAAAFU/qs0mSUVF_Hw/s320/0820-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236939756730356690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;That's why we kept spamming messages there. I'm not sure if it was him or not. The other fans do believe it was him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A part of me doesn't believe but my heart's telling me it was him. Chun, prove to us it was really you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥Tala Jolie♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-3447333746580634867?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3447333746580634867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=3447333746580634867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/3447333746580634867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/3447333746580634867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/another-comment-1010-again.html' title='Another comment? 1010 again???'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SK1Y9lYIk9I/AAAAAAAAAFU/qs0mSUVF_Hw/s72-c/0820-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-360489393111781164</id><published>2008-08-19T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:12:08.991+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>1010 + Purple Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I just checked Fahrenciti a few minutes ago to see that Chun added a few pictures in his Taiwan and Beijing albums. It puzzled me a little as to why this picture was uploaded in his Beijing album:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SKqe63bXHTI/AAAAAAAAADo/OuJ5eBkEjAM/s1600-h/0819-003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SKqe63bXHTI/AAAAAAAAADo/OuJ5eBkEjAM/s320/0819-003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236172250919935282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Phil Yam ice cream with fruits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That purple ice cream looks so familiar. I'm just not sure if I've eaten it with dragon fruits on the side but I know that ice cream! I recall it's Lougay's mom's favorite ice cream flavor. Do they have yam ice cream in Beijing? I don't think so. Whoever added that pic must have mistakenly uploaded it in the Beijing album. Oh well. At least I know he tried eating one of our local desserts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that shocked me was this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/celsiusgirls/SKqeKF3He-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/EsEvlsLneEM/0819-001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't the one who saw this first. I got startled when Noelle called me and showed it to me. It was the 110th comment posted on his latest blog entry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Superman is back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; My initial reaction was, "Who wrote that?" But Noelle believed it was Chun. Well, I don't wanna be a hypocrite and say that I didn't it believe it was Chun who really posted that comment but my mind keeps telling me that it could just be one of those fans who love to do tricks and stuff. Not that I don't trust Chun. It's just that the way the comment was is a little intriguing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am Wu Chun...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥Tala Jolie♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-360489393111781164?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/360489393111781164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=360489393111781164&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/360489393111781164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/360489393111781164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-just-checked-fahrenciti-few-minutes.html' title='1010 + Purple Ice Cream'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SKqe63bXHTI/AAAAAAAAADo/OuJ5eBkEjAM/s72-c/0819-003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-6477750189593037497</id><published>2008-08-13T17:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:12:17.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fahrenciti - Chun'/><title type='text'>Superman is back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Phewwww… Finally, Superman got little time tonight to complete his unfinished blog :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SKKyIeekbPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/WDrDPUOygZs/s1600-h/zz-0808-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SKKyIeekbPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/WDrDPUOygZs/s320/zz-0808-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233941575647915250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After Butterfly Lovers wrapped up, I was ready for tons of jobs that were lining up but never did I expect that the heavy workload... workload which I myself, someone who thinks himself as a Superman, finally came to feel tiredness in his life... WOW!!! To me, there are good and bad in every moment of my experiences that's why I've always told myself that I am lucky for all the opportunities and I will always cherish every moment and be responsible not only to myself but to everyone so I wont live a regretful life. No matter how tired I am, there's always happiness when it comes to visiting all the countries I've visited recently and here, I really wanna thank everyone from all parts of the world who has been supporting me all these while…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SKKyIhMaaWI/AAAAAAAAACY/r9LyFHJWUYA/s1600-h/zz-0808-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SKKyIhMaaWI/AAAAAAAAACY/r9LyFHJWUYA/s320/zz-0808-002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233941576377067874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Philippines - Visiting Phil has always been my 1st priority lately! Although I've been to Phil a couple of times already, its always different when it comes to work and I've always loved to meet those who have supported us all these while... anyhow... mission accomplished but more to come...haha! "Maraming Salamat"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Korea - Really had a great time during the Romantic Princess Celebration with all my Korean supporters… Well, I can speak better Korean now… haha! Su Go Ha Say So Yo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Japan - Attended my 1st Butterfly Lovers press conference outside China and surprisingly it was Japan!!! I also spent one whole day filming a program for a Japanese TV channel discovering the life of NINJAS… Another Great experience for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HK – I did something crazy this time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SKKyIqS7SKI/AAAAAAAAACg/5_54KT3ZFVI/s1600-h/zz-0808-003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SKKyIqS7SKI/AAAAAAAAACg/5_54KT3ZFVI/s320/zz-0808-003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233941578820307106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Managed to sneak out late at night after supper with my director around 2.30am! It came to a point where I felt so much like walking along the streets in HK… I walked alone from JORDAN to TSIM SHA TSUI and along the streets where I used to walk before my showbiz life(4 years ago) and although its already 3am and all shops are close, i am still full of energy and excited. Its unbelievable and I dont know when I can do that again…hahaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;One of the letters I've read recently and would like to share it with the rest of the world: -&lt;br /&gt;We convince ourselves that life will be better after we get married, have a baby, then another. Then we are frustrated that the kids aren't old enough and we'll be more content when they are. After that we're frustrated that we have teen-agers to deal with. We will certainly be happy when they are out of that stage. We tell ourselves that our life will be complete when our spouse gets his or her act together, when we get a nicer car, are able to go on a nice vacation, when we retire. The truth is, there's no better time to be happy than right now. If not now, when?&lt;br /&gt;Your life will always be filled with challenges. It's best to admit this to yourself and decide to be happy anyway. One of my favourite quotes from Alfred D'Souza. Ha said, "For a long time it had seemed to me that life was about to begin—Real Life. But they was always some abstacle in the way, something to be gotten through first, some unfinished business, time to be served, a debt to be paid. Then life would begin. At last it dawned on me that these obstacles were in my life."&lt;br /&gt;This perspective has helped me see that there is no way to happiness. Hapiness is the way. So, treasure every moment that you have. And treasure it more because you shared it with someone special, special enough to spend your time with… and remember that time waits for no one!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So Stop waiting until you finish school, until you go back to school, until you lose 10 pounds, until you have kids, until your kids leave the house, until you start work, unitl you retire, until you get married, until you get divorced, until Friday night, until Sunday morning, until you get a new car or home, until your car or home is paid off, until spring, until summer, until when??? Until you got no more chance to decide that there is no…&lt;br /&gt;Better time than right now to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is a journey, not a destination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;How do you guys feel after reading the above? I am sure you will think a lot… Well, JUST DO IT but Don't Rush yourself or give yourself too much pressure, ok?&lt;br /&gt;Remember... Happiness is in your own hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Honestly, there are many things that we wanna say and have always kept in our heart… Well... It's time! I know I don't have to wait till Valentine's day to say this but RIGHT NOW at THIS MOMENT, I wanna express all my thanks for all you guys have done… My family, My supporters, My colleagues, My friends and everyone who has been truthful to me... Thank you and I Love you all! Wow… really not easy to say the word LOVE and I'm feeling a little shy right now even though I'm not expressing verbally… haha!&lt;br /&gt;Errr... JUST DO IT !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o&gt;&lt;/o&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o&gt;&lt;/o&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Quote To Share&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o&gt;&lt;/o&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Care more than others think wise...&lt;o&gt;&lt;/o&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Risk more than others think wise...&lt;o&gt;&lt;/o&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Dream more than others think practical...&lt;o&gt;&lt;/o&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Expect more than others think possible.&lt;o&gt;&lt;/o&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Happy Chinese Valentine's day, Happy Pa Pa day, 2008 Beijing Olympic 加油!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Chun's blog @ Fahrenciti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;08 八月, 2008 15:44&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/3362780766046432802-6477750189593037497?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6477750189593037497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3362780766046432802&amp;postID=6477750189593037497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/6477750189593037497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/6477750189593037497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/test-2.html' title='Superman is back!'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3wtJzzZquw/SKKyIeekbPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/WDrDPUOygZs/s72-c/zz-0808-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362780766046432802.post-3321657169130786122</id><published>2008-08-13T16:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:12:22.827+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random ramblings'/><title type='text'>July 12th madness!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="line-height: 100%;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Rach, Blessie, Tala and I were able to get in the airport where the conveyor belts were... LIke a hundred or so meters away was the press conference or interview. and we're not allowed to get past the immigration. So we look stupid there because there were only four of us. and a mom and her daughter. We were talking with the other employees and they were saying that there were a lot of fans from singapore, taiwan, korea etc who actually took a flight on the same day or the same flight so they can see them right then and there. so we were afraid that they might take another route and no pass by us. But then.... there were flashes of light.. and they were coming. I kept on shouting CALVIN!!!! and there were employees who were scolding me... haha! so when they came near to us. as in less than 2 feet away probably, we spread our banners.... Our banner said &lt;b&gt;Choose your love, Love your choice. We choose you Calvin&lt;/b&gt; and shouted and shouted... Gawd!!! Calvin is so hot in person. He was wearing a really thin white shirt a black and white cap and jeans and his shades were brownish with white frames.... i was at his back and trying to give him my gift. I was saying CALVIN, take this take this.... then finally he took it. he said thank you. so we were walking beside him.. I was asking him questions like how are you, how was your flight, are you doing great? and he responded to every single one of them. he was looking at me. directly at me... and smiling.. i'll show pictures later.. then when they got to the van, Rach and i immediately went to the other side to go to Calvin's window. I was knocking on the window and waving at him asking him if he got my gift. He was like which gift and started showing me the gifts that he received one by one. I was like, no not that the green one... then he finally raised it up and i was saying yes!!! and he said thank you and then he started reading the note that i wrote on the package and opening the gift. Then the van went away.. Im so happy he got our gifts!!! Chun got the scrapbook that we made for the whole frh with all your letters... Blessie gave it to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we rushed to AbsCbn. that's the network who are promoting them. We got into Entertainment live. THat's like a showbiz news pretty much like E! in hollywood. They showed Calvin and Chun first outside to the fans who weren't able to get in. They said there was a stampede there. And the host, was really concerned about it. Since the fans were there since like 7am. then Calvin and Chun went to 2 platforms there. Calvin was wearing black pants, black boots, white polo shirt, a black and white horizontal stripe cardigan and a tie. Calvin was very apologetic. He was saying sorry that they made the fans wait for so long.. He was really happy. I think he was shocked to find out that they had plenty of fans here. So after a few other segments, they finally came inside the studio where we were.... We were shouting and standing on our chairs holding up our banners... Every time we called Calvin, he would look at us, he would laugh and smile and wave. and when he was explaining the sunshine boy thing, &lt;b&gt;tala&lt;/b&gt; shouted Sunshine boy Calvin.... Calvin paused and smiled at us. We began shouting crazy chinese phrases at them and Calvin was laughing each time and kept looking at us. At the start he saw our banner and smiled at us. We think he remembered us from the airport cos he's expression was like, Oh! its you guys! then we went crazy.. and he actually took a few moments to read our banner... it was pure heaven. I dont care if we were cheap or got shown in all those tv shows... hahaha! He was so nice and always smiled.. My cousin said he was so much more charming than Chun was. He was very receptive of what the audience asked of him or whenever they called him. When the hosts asked them to sing a few lines, Chun was quite hesitant but calvin was really enthusiastic about it. So they sang the first part of xin wo, then &lt;b&gt;rach. blessie, tala and I&lt;/b&gt; sang with him. You can really the see the surprise on Chun's and Calvin's face when they saw that the audience knows the song. Chun even looked at us and asked us, "you know?!!", and calvin was looking at us and pointing at us... haha! we have a little clip of that as well.. You'll be able to hear them quickly. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;Original post at Calvin's Cupcakes Bakery @ AF.net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362780766046432802-3321657169130786122?l=celsiusgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/3321657169130786122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362780766046432802/posts/default/3321657169130786122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celsiusgirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/test.html' title='July 12th madness!!!'/><author><name>Celsius Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290126259021519842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
