<?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-9092333</id><updated>2011-12-15T11:09:24.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jun tan tec</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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>153</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092333.post-113401949583634394</id><published>2005-12-08T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T13:24:55.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 7710</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5521/647/1600/dcp_3449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5521/647/320/dcp_3449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5521/647/1600/dcp_3451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5521/647/320/dcp_3451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are pics of my new phone. I just love it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-113401949583634394?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/113401949583634394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=113401949583634394' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/113401949583634394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/113401949583634394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-7710.html' title='My 7710'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092333.post-113375908030283894</id><published>2005-12-05T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T13:04:41.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Phone</title><content type='html'>I lost my cellphone last week to a hoodlum. It was total devastation. Now I have a new one and I definitely love it. I'm gonna post its pic tomorrow so you can see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-113375908030283894?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/113375908030283894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=113375908030283894' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/113375908030283894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/113375908030283894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-new-phone.html' title='My New Phone'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092333.post-113357128448190741</id><published>2005-12-03T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T08:54:44.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arvee</title><content type='html'>Ano ba talaga, Budz?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-113357128448190741?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/113357128448190741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=113357128448190741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/113357128448190741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/113357128448190741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/12/arvee.html' title='Arvee'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-113028821916650814</id><published>2005-10-26T08:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T08:56:59.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ate Maureen's Birthday</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to my very dear sister. I love you very much!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-113028821916650814?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/113028821916650814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=113028821916650814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/113028821916650814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/113028821916650814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/10/ate-maureens-birthday.html' title='Ate Maureen&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-112978471924708648</id><published>2005-10-20T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T13:05:19.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Friend Bong</title><content type='html'>Three weeks ago, I felt bad after hearing something bad from Bong, actually he told me that to my face. I was really hurt, I decided to not talk to him, not even go out of the house to see him. But last night, things got to a fateful twist of events when we talked to each other about our sentiments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed to most of them that I've changed and Bong asked me why. I realized it was time he knew so I told him what made me change. He saw it was his fault so he apologized. I forgave him but I guess some things can't really change anymore. Something has been done and that will forever stay with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-112978471924708648?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/112978471924708648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=112978471924708648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112978471924708648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112978471924708648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-friend-bong.html' title='My Friend Bong'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-112890727865163742</id><published>2005-10-10T09:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T11:16:27.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasalak Time Once Again</title><content type='html'>I'm back to my not-so-old ways again. Last night, I went out with my Wasalak friends and had some beer to drink. Actually it was not some but a little over some, okay honestly, it was enough to make me puke. Gersom and Feng had to walk me home because I found it hard to walk by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to do that again but I found it hard to resist Dexter's invitation. It's been along time I hadn't had a beer session with him, and Jessie. James Rick, Brian, and Jaysel came in late and they joined us. I didn't finish the session because I was really dizzy already so I went home and dozed off. Thank God I don't have a hangover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-112890727865163742?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/112890727865163742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=112890727865163742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112890727865163742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112890727865163742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/10/wasalak-time-once-again.html' title='Wasalak Time Once Again'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-112812530877811306</id><published>2005-10-01T08:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T08:08:28.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October</title><content type='html'>October is the &lt;a title="Tenth" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tenth"&gt;tenth&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Month" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Month"&gt;month&lt;/a&gt; of the &lt;a title="Year" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Year"&gt;year&lt;/a&gt; in the &lt;a title="Gregorian Calendar" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gregorian_Calendar"&gt;Gregorian Calendar&lt;/a&gt; and one of seven Gregorian months with the length of 31 &lt;a title="Day" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Day"&gt;days&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October begins (astrologically) with the sun in the sign of &lt;a title="Libra" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Libra"&gt;Libra&lt;/a&gt; and ends in the sign of &lt;a title="Scorpius" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scorpius"&gt;Scorpio&lt;/a&gt;. Astronomically speaking, the sun begins in the constellation of &lt;a title="Virgo" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Virgo"&gt;Virgo&lt;/a&gt; and ends in the constellation of &lt;a title="Libra" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Libra"&gt;Libra&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name is from the Greek Word "&lt;a class="extiw" title="wiktionary:octo" href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/octo"&gt;octo&lt;/a&gt;" for "&lt;a title="Eight" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eight"&gt;eight&lt;/a&gt;". October was the eighth month in the &lt;a title="Roman calendar" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roman_calendar"&gt;Roman calendar&lt;/a&gt; until a monthless winter period (summer in the southern hemisphere) was divided between &lt;a title="January" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/January"&gt;January&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a title="February" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/February"&gt;February&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-112812530877811306?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/112812530877811306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=112812530877811306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112812530877811306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112812530877811306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/10/october.html' title='October'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-112769744246154572</id><published>2005-09-26T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T09:17:31.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caliraya Trip</title><content type='html'>I, along with my Wasalak friends had scheduled a trip to Caliraya last week for yesterday. I woke up yesterday morning with a terrible hangover; I checked my phone for messages and found none. So I thought that trip wouldn't push through. So what I did was go to our tambayan to see if they were there but they weren't. My budz Arvee arrived and told me that they guys had been waiting for me and when I wasn't able to come early, they thought I wouldn't come. I texted them to ask them if we're gonna go and they said yes. The scheduled departure time of 9:00 am became 11:00 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip was smooth though it was quite hot. Anyways, it didn't really matter and we all had a great time, at least that's what it seemed to me. We didn't have much to do except take pictures. I hope we can do it again some other time. Maybe a trip to Tagaytay-and I guess I would need to get a driver.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-112769744246154572?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/112769744246154572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=112769744246154572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112769744246154572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112769744246154572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/09/caliraya-trip.html' title='Caliraya Trip'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-112709408329715824</id><published>2005-09-19T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T09:41:23.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice night</title><content type='html'>It was a great time I had last night with my Wasalak friends. I got home at 1 am and really had to take a nap first before going home. It was raining and I had no umbrella with me so I waited for it to stop. Had the chance to watch Big Brother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-112709408329715824?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/112709408329715824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=112709408329715824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112709408329715824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112709408329715824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/09/nice-night.html' title='Nice night'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-112657264675317079</id><published>2005-09-13T08:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T08:50:46.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Headache</title><content type='html'>Woke up this morning with this terrible headache. Got home last night at 230 in the morning then woke up at 6, less then four hours of sleep. My body is aching because of what happened, don't think I can go to the gym this afternoon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-112657264675317079?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/112657264675317079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=112657264675317079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112657264675317079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112657264675317079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/09/headache.html' title='Headache'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-112570897064231104</id><published>2005-09-03T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T08:56:10.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Andre</title><content type='html'>We celebrated my friend AF's birthday last night at Los Baños. Dinner was at &lt;em&gt;Joe @ LB.&lt;/em&gt; We had pasta and steak, which were all good and filling, though I must say the waiting time was just too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two rounds of beer and fruit shakes followed at &lt;em&gt;30th Diner&lt;/em&gt; where we tried also the &lt;em&gt;sheesha&lt;/em&gt; from one shop serving Arabian cuisine. It was good, strawberry-flavored. We went home after that. Zzzzz.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-112570897064231104?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/112570897064231104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=112570897064231104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112570897064231104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112570897064231104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/09/andre.html' title='Andre'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-112554437444354574</id><published>2005-09-01T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T11:12:54.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>September</title><content type='html'>September is the &lt;a title="Ninth" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ninth"&gt;ninth&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Month" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Month"&gt;month&lt;/a&gt; of the &lt;a title="Year" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Year"&gt;year&lt;/a&gt; in the &lt;a title="Gregorian Calendar" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gregorian_Calendar"&gt;Gregorian Calendar&lt;/a&gt; and one of four Gregorian months with the length of 30 &lt;a title="Day" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Day"&gt;days&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September begins (astrologically) with the sun in the sign of &lt;a title="Virgo" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Virgo"&gt;Virgo&lt;/a&gt; and ends in the sign of &lt;a title="Libra" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Libra"&gt;Libra&lt;/a&gt;. Astronomically speaking, the sun begins in the constellation of &lt;a title="Leo" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leo"&gt;Leo&lt;/a&gt; and ends in the constellation of &lt;a title="Virgo" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Virgo"&gt;Virgo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name comes from the Latin septem, for "&lt;a title="Seven" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seven"&gt;seven&lt;/a&gt;" - September was the seventh month of the &lt;a title="Roman calendar" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roman_calendar"&gt;Roman calendar&lt;/a&gt; until 153 BCE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-112554437444354574?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/112554437444354574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=112554437444354574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112554437444354574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112554437444354574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/09/september.html' title='September'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-112537003486019199</id><published>2005-08-30T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T10:47:14.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaysel</title><content type='html'>Had a wonderful time last night with my Wasalak friends. Jaysel celebrated his birthday a day in advance. I think I had too much last night but what was good was that I woke up early this morning without the anticipated hangover. Thank God for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaysel, happy happy birthday. I hope you're happy with me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-112537003486019199?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/112537003486019199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=112537003486019199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112537003486019199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112537003486019199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/08/jaysel.html' title='Jaysel'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-112467188575315928</id><published>2005-08-22T08:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T08:51:25.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to my Budz</title><content type='html'>Dear Budz,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna greet you a very happy birthday. I've already greeted you yesterday because yesterday was your birthday but I want to do it again. If I have to do it over and over, I'd do it just for you. Thanks for sharing with me your thoughts and thanks also for being so nice a friend to me. I thank God for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-112467188575315928?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/112467188575315928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=112467188575315928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112467188575315928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112467188575315928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-birthday-to-my-budz.html' title='Happy Birthday to my Budz'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-112441344478173789</id><published>2005-08-19T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T09:04:04.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Budz</title><content type='html'>It's nice to have a budz. I'm happy for having my budz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-112441344478173789?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/112441344478173789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=112441344478173789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112441344478173789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112441344478173789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-budz.html' title='My Budz'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-112311850424352476</id><published>2005-08-04T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T09:21:44.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Testing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5521/647/1600/MarigoldPetals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5521/647/320/MarigoldPetals.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this new feature of Blogger and I'm testing if it really works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It works!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-112311850424352476?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/112311850424352476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=112311850424352476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112311850424352476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112311850424352476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/08/just-testing.html' title='Just Testing'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-112285886804488575</id><published>2005-08-01T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T09:15:10.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>August</title><content type='html'>August is the &lt;a title="Eighth" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eighth"&gt;eighth&lt;/a&gt; month of the &lt;a title="Year" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Year"&gt;year&lt;/a&gt; in the &lt;a title="Gregorian Calendar" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gregorian_Calendar"&gt;Gregorian Calendar&lt;/a&gt; and one of seven Gregorian months with the length of 31 &lt;a title="Days" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Days"&gt;days&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August begins (astrologically) with the sun in the sign of &lt;a title="Leo" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leo"&gt;Leo&lt;/a&gt; and ends in the sign of &lt;a title="Virgo" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Virgo"&gt;Virgo&lt;/a&gt;. Astronomically speaking, the sun begins in the constellation of &lt;a title="Cancer" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cancer"&gt;Cancer&lt;/a&gt; and ends in the constellation of &lt;a title="Leo" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leo"&gt;Leo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August was named in honor of &lt;a title="Augustus Caesar" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Augustus_Caesar"&gt;Augustus Caesar&lt;/a&gt;. The month reputedly has 31 days because Augustus wanted as many days as &lt;a title="Julius Caesar" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Julius_Caesar"&gt;Julius Caesar&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a title="July" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/July"&gt;July&lt;/a&gt;. Augustus placed the month where it is because that's when &lt;a title="Cleopatra VII of Egypt" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cleopatra_VII_of_Egypt"&gt;Cleopatra&lt;/a&gt; died. Before Augustus renamed August, it was called &lt;a title="Sextilis" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sextilis"&gt;Sextilis&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a title="Latin" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Latin"&gt;Latin&lt;/a&gt;, since it was the sixth month in the &lt;a title="Roman calendar" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roman_calendar"&gt;Roman calendar&lt;/a&gt; which started in &lt;a title="March" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/March"&gt;March&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the &lt;a title="Neopaganism" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neopaganism"&gt;pagan&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Wheel of the year" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wheel_of_the_year"&gt;wheel of the year&lt;/a&gt; August begins at or near &lt;a title="Lughnasadh" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lughnasadh"&gt;Lughnasadh&lt;/a&gt; in the &lt;a title="Northern hemisphere" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Northern_hemisphere"&gt;northern hemisphere&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a title="Imbolc" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Imbolc"&gt;Imbolc&lt;/a&gt; in the &lt;a title="Southern hemisphere" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Southern_hemisphere"&gt;southern hemisphere&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-112285886804488575?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/112285886804488575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=112285886804488575' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112285886804488575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112285886804488575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/08/august.html' title='August'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092333.post-112260286147739142</id><published>2005-07-29T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T10:09:44.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Milo</title><content type='html'>I have a new pet dog, I don't know of what breed yet, and I named him Milo. You know why? Because he's brown. My other pet, the older one, is named Coke because he's black. Here is Milo's picture. You can click it to see him on his own webpage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sharemation.com/kaneshiro/milo/milo.htm" target=_blank border=0&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sharemation.com/kaneshiro/milo/milo-small.gif" alt="Milo" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-112260286147739142?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/112260286147739142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=112260286147739142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112260286147739142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112260286147739142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/07/milo.html' title='Milo'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-112207961992486288</id><published>2005-07-23T08:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T08:46:59.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship is...</title><content type='html'>not about "it's your fault" but "i'm sorry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; not "where are you" but "i am right here"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; not "how could you" but "i understand"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; not "i wish you were here" but "i am thankful you're there"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-112207961992486288?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/112207961992486288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=112207961992486288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112207961992486288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112207961992486288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/07/friendship-is.html' title='Friendship is...'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-112199531751120987</id><published>2005-07-22T09:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T09:21:57.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sta. Ana Fun</title><content type='html'>Had fun drinking with some friends in Sta. Ana last night. They call themselves &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CyberKads&lt;/span&gt;. Really funny, I think. But hey, they're friends. They can call themselves whatever they like and they will still be my friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-112199531751120987?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/112199531751120987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=112199531751120987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112199531751120987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112199531751120987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/07/sta-ana-fun.html' title='Sta. Ana Fun'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-112173852309745516</id><published>2005-07-19T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T10:02:03.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How can this be?</title><content type='html'>Some friends can really be so insensitive. I wonder why sometimes this can be so true. Well, that's life, and I guess we'll just have to take it as it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-112173852309745516?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/112173852309745516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=112173852309745516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112173852309745516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112173852309745516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/07/how-can-this-be.html' title='How can this be?'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-112121848621825173</id><published>2005-07-13T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T09:34:46.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday to my baby!</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday baby&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday baby&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday happy birthday&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday baby!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-112121848621825173?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/112121848621825173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=112121848621825173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112121848621825173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112121848621825173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/07/happy-birthday-to-my-baby.html' title='Happy birthday to my baby!'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-112086807389833762</id><published>2005-07-09T08:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T08:14:33.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Happy, So Happy</title><content type='html'>It's good to have someone to love. And it makes me so happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-112086807389833762?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/112086807389833762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=112086807389833762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112086807389833762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112086807389833762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-happy-so-happy.html' title='I&apos;m Happy, So Happy'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-112080082997200803</id><published>2005-07-08T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T13:33:49.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>La la la la</title><content type='html'>I'm happy. Someone makes me happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-112080082997200803?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/112080082997200803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=112080082997200803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112080082997200803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112080082997200803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/07/la-la-la-la.html' title='La la la la'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-112019345527169851</id><published>2005-07-01T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T13:01:12.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>July</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;July&lt;/b&gt; is the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seventh" title="Seventh"&gt;seventh&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Month" title="Month"&gt;month&lt;/a&gt; of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Year" title="Year"&gt;year&lt;/a&gt; in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gregorian_Calendar" title="Gregorian Calendar"&gt;Gregorian Calendar&lt;/a&gt; and one of seven Gregorian months with the length of 31 &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Day" title="Day"&gt;days&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;July begins (astrologically) with the sun in the sign of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cancer" title="Cancer"&gt;Cancer&lt;/a&gt; and ends in the sign of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leo" title="Leo"&gt;Leo&lt;/a&gt;. Astronomically speaking, the sun begins in the constellation of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gemini" title="Gemini"&gt;Gemini&lt;/a&gt; and ends in the constellation of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cancer" title="Cancer"&gt;Cancer&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;July was renamed for &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Julius_Caesar" title="Julius Caesar"&gt;Julius Caesar&lt;/a&gt;; previously, it was called &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quintilis" title="Quintilis"&gt;Quintilis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Latin" title="Latin"&gt;Latin&lt;/a&gt;, since it was the fifth month in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roman_calendar" title="Roman calendar"&gt;Roman calendar&lt;/a&gt; which started in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/March" title="March"&gt;March&lt;/a&gt;. It also was named because it was the month that Caesar was born. Because of its origin, until the 18th century this month's name was pronounced the same way as the name "Julie".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-112019345527169851?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/112019345527169851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=112019345527169851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112019345527169851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112019345527169851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/07/july.html' title='July'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-112009497731515786</id><published>2005-06-30T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T09:29:37.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of June</title><content type='html'>It's already June 30 and June ends. Days go by so very fast, really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-112009497731515786?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/112009497731515786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=112009497731515786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112009497731515786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/112009497731515786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/06/end-of-june.html' title='End of June'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111968599037927724</id><published>2005-06-25T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T15:57:10.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Desktop feat. My Pet Cat With No Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/19855030/" target=_blank&gt;&lt;img src="http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/300W/fs7.deviantart.com/i/2005/176/6/0/My_Cat_Desktop_by_kaneshiro0620.jpg" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a new desktop and here is a screenshot. Actually you can click this picture to visit my &lt;a href="http://kaneshiro0620.deviantart.com/" target=_blank&gt;deviantART&lt;/a&gt; site and have a larger view of my desktop screenshot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a picture of my cat and just extracted his image and put on a black background. Very simple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111968599037927724?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111968599037927724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111968599037927724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111968599037927724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111968599037927724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-new-desktop-feat-my-pet-cat-with-no.html' title='My New Desktop feat. My Pet Cat With No Name'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111957496918526406</id><published>2005-06-24T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T09:07:14.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored!!!</title><content type='html'>I've got nothing to do now! Maybe I'll just play some Meepit Juicebreak at &lt;a href="http://www.neopets.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Neopets&lt;/a&gt;. And maybe later, I'll try and make some new Flash animations to upload to my &lt;a href="http://kaneshiro0620.deviantart.com" target="_blank"&gt;deviantART&lt;/a&gt; webpage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111957496918526406?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111957496918526406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111957496918526406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111957496918526406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111957496918526406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/06/bored.html' title='Bored!!!'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111948777379801229</id><published>2005-06-23T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T08:52:02.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flash</title><content type='html'>I went back to creating simple Flash animations and I really enjoy it. I've already made three these past few days and I've posted them in my &lt;a href="http://kaneshiro0620.deviantart.com/"&gt;devianART&lt;/a&gt; webpage. I hope you will visit and take a lookat my &lt;a href="http://kaneshiro0620.deviantart.com/"&gt;deviations&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111948777379801229?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111948777379801229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111948777379801229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111948777379801229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111948777379801229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/06/flash.html' title='Flash'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111940067438809613</id><published>2005-06-22T08:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T08:37:54.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Headache on My Birthday</title><content type='html'>It was a bad birthday for me. I had a very nasty headache the whole day and it made me nauseous, really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111940067438809613?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111940067438809613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111940067438809613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111940067438809613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111940067438809613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/06/headache-on-my-birthday.html' title='Headache on My Birthday'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111922772089476611</id><published>2005-06-20T08:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T08:35:20.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's My Birthday</title><content type='html'>Today's my birthday. I awoke at 5:30 this morning to the noise my Dad made while he was leaving. Seeing that I was already awake, he greeted me a happy birthday, I said thank you. Being awake already, i got out of bed and took my bath and got dressed for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my Dad's room, I woke Jordan up so he can take a bath and get ready for school. He didn't know yet it was my birthday, I didn't tell him. We had fried rice and corned beef for breakfast at Ate Michelle's place and when she saw me, she kissed me and greeted me and I was near crying when she did that because I remembered my Mommy. I realized it's my first birthday without her. I just controlled my tears because I didn't want Ate Michelle to see me cry. It will be a lonely birthday for me but I have to be strong for my Daddy. When he sees me cry, he will just get depressed and that will be hard for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mimi greeted me too and even hugged and kissed me. She's such a very sweet little girl. After breakfast, while waiting for her Tatay, we walked hand in hand at our parking lot and just watched the motorists and people passing by. I hope today will be okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111922772089476611?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111922772089476611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111922772089476611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111922772089476611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111922772089476611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-my-birthday.html' title='It&apos;s My Birthday'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111899277009041224</id><published>2005-06-17T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T15:40:14.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Memories of Bali Desktop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sharemation.com/kaneshiro/desktop/desktop2.JPG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sharemation.com/kaneshiro/desktop/desktop1.JPG" alt="My Desktop" align="right" hspace="10" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've just redesigned my desktop. I like it, though it's not really artistic, just a simple one. One day, I will make a really dressed-up desktop. Maybe I can even upload it to &lt;a href="http://www.wincustomize.com/"&gt;Wincustomize&lt;/a&gt; and have it approved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a screenshot of what my desktop looks like at the moment. Just click on it to see a larger picture. I forgot the site where I got the pics of the four characters in Memories of Bali. I put them on my desktop so I can always see them. I love them, eh!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sharemation.com/kaneshiro/desktop/calc.JPG" align="left" /&gt;And take a look at my calculator. Actually, it's my whole Windows system applications that I gave a new skin which looks like iMac applications. All these just so I can have something to do. I guess it works as a great boredom buster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111899277009041224?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111899277009041224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111899277009041224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111899277009041224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111899277009041224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-memories-of-bali-desktop.html' title='My Memories of Bali Desktop'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111889703666911618</id><published>2005-06-16T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T12:45:14.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New BlogSkin</title><content type='html'>I got bored here in the shop and I've got nothing to do, really. So I just looked for a blogskin at &lt;a href="http://blogger-templates.blogspot.com/" target=_blank&gt;Blogger-Templates&lt;/a&gt;. I like the new skin but what I don't like about it is that I don't know how to insert my &lt;a href="http://242103.myshoutbox.com/" target=_blank&gt;Shoutbox&lt;/a&gt;. Well, maybe I'll just have to put up with it for the moment. Maybe one day, when I have nothing to do, I can look for another blogskin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111889703666911618?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111889703666911618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111889703666911618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111889703666911618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111889703666911618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/06/new-blogskin.html' title='New BlogSkin'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111820125255854803</id><published>2005-06-08T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T12:30:16.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Pet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://home.neopets.com/templates/homepage.phtml?pet_name=paolojung" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sharemation.com/kaneshiro/pics/paolojung-button1.gif" alt="Paolojung! Ain't he cute???" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new pet at &lt;a href="http://www.neopets.com/"&gt;Neopets&lt;/a&gt;. He is a Kougra and I named him &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paolojung&lt;/span&gt;. I got his name from the character &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jo In Sung&lt;/span&gt; plays in the Korean soap opera &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Memories of Bali&lt;/span&gt;. If you want to know more about Paolojung, just click his button. I have two older pets. I'll show them to you some other time. I hope you can &lt;a href="http://www.neopets.com/addpet.phtml" target="_blank"&gt;get yours&lt;/a&gt; so our pets can play!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111820125255854803?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111820125255854803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111820125255854803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111820125255854803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111820125255854803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-new-pet.html' title='My New Pet'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111786652215184080</id><published>2005-06-04T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T14:31:41.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love You Too, Baby Ko...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I was beginning to regret having worn my favorite red off-shoulder  blouse and &lt;a onmouseover="window.status='pleated skirt'; return true;" style="border-bottom: 3px double; text-decoration: none;" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" href="http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=22&amp;k=pleated%20skirt"&gt;pleated  skirt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;inside the movie house because I was shivering in the cold. But I took the huge risk because I knew perfectly how my favorite pair of clothing will impress my boyfriend. He loved it whenever I showed a little more skin but if and only if he was with me. I love how he compliments me - he never fails to make me feel as if I was the most &lt;a onmouseover="window.status='beautiful woman'; return true;" style="border-bottom: 3px double; text-decoration: none;" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" href="http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=22&amp;k=beautiful%20woman"&gt;beautiful  woman&lt;/a&gt; on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie hasn't begun, and the cold was already enveloping us. We found good premiere seats. His hand was holding mine. The feeling of having him all to myself in the dark tickled me. It didn't occur to me that he was smelling the side of my neck as he murmured, Bango naman ng Baby ko…I love you! Another smile curled my lips. Wala bang I love you too? He teased. So I answered back, I love you too, Baby. After a few subtle kisses on the cheek, his cellphone beeped. He quickly checked who it was and buried his eyes on the message. I saw him reply to the text as if he was being chased after. Uy, bili ako ng food gusto mo? Kelangan ko narin kasing mag-load, may kelangan akong reply-an. Limang piso nalang yata laman nito! He whispered La akong bulsa, By. Hawakan mo muna 'tong cell, baka mawala ko lang. You know how careless I am. I nodded and kept the phone safely in my hands. He slightly pinched my cheek, said I love you again under his breath, and took off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie still hasn't started. I closed my eyes and gave a hearty yawn. I almost fell asleep when I felt his phone vibrate violently. The name Michelle was blinking. Who's Michelle? I thought to myself. Even before I could press accept, the phone stopped vibrating and displayed 1 missed call. The message icon was also blinking - meaning Michael's inbox was full. I had to delete old messages to pave way for incoming texts. So I did. Five messages came in immediately, all of which were from "Michelle." Without hesitation, I opened them one by one. Ha?! Anong wg muna ako text? Kelangan natin mgusap ngyn na! Nsan kb kc? Can I text you na? Text moko if coast is clear. R u still with her? I felt my heart do a somersault in complete confusion. What did the messages mean? Who was that HER Michael was still with? I felt cold sweat forming around my forehead and nose. I took a deep breath. So I pretended to be Michael and replied casually to the text messages. She replied in a matter of seconds. O, baket ka ba text ng text? May problema ba? Musta?Hi Mike!!! Ano ng balita sayo? Baket ngayon ka lang nagreply? Kanina pako nagpaparamdam! Kasama mo pa ba si Shayne? I thought I was just stabbed right in the chest when I saw my name in Michelle's text message, but I continued replying with Michael's phone. Oo, bumili lang ako ng food. Iniwan ko si Shayne sa loob ng sinehan. Baket ba kasi? Di mo pa kasi iwan yang babaeng yan eh hihihi! Love, tuloy ba tayo bukas? Ah? Ewan ko, ikaw ang bahala. San ba tayo bukas? Diba sabi mo pupunta tayo ng Laguna? Ako nagsabi nun? Ah oo nga pala, I promised you that. Eh ano bang plano mo? Ano? Ikaw nga ang nagplano eh! Baket parang binabalik mo sakin ang tanong? Nakalimutan mo na ba? 4 months na tayo bukas! Dapat astig ang out-of-town natin! Swimming tayo siguro tapos dinner… Alam mo na siguro ang ibig kong sabihin, love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lay motionless. The movie began. I felt my head spin violently - my vision was now blurred because of the big teardrops gathering in my eyes. But I blinked them away and replied as fast as I could. I knew Michael was on his way back to the cinema any minute now. Oo sige na basta sabihin mo yun ang gagawin natin! Ang bilis ng panahon noh 4 months na tayo. Parang kelan lang… O sige pano ba ang plano bukas? Sabihin mo sakin ang nasa isip mo HONEY Hmmm…. Basta bring your car nalang! Tawagan moko sa bahay tonight so we can talk ha? Love you lots! Mwah mwah! (&lt;a onmouseover="window.status='smiley face'; return true;" style="border-bottom: 3px double; text-decoration: none;" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" href="http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=22&amp;k=smiley%20face"&gt;smiley  face&lt;/a&gt;) I tried to reply I love you too, but the phone displayed Check  Operator Services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole world must've stopped before my very eyes. There was nothing more I could feel except for the tears rolling down my cheeks and the freeze that was now killing me inch by inch. I stared at the &lt;a onmouseover="window.status='big screen'; return true;" style="border-bottom: 3px double; text-decoration: none;" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" href="http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=22&amp;k=big%20screen"&gt;big  screen&lt;/a&gt; while my thoughts drifted away… I couldn't find the right words to describe how I felt that moment. Images of another girl and my Baby deeply in love with each other flashed in my head. And all this time, I was sharing Michael with someone else… That all this time, there was another woman whom he had his right arm around… The tears were all coming out now. I know people around me were already staring, but I was no longer thinking rational.  Emptiness devoured me that instant… From a distance I noticed a familiar face walking up the stairs towards my seat. I cleared my throat, cleaned my face, and took several deep breaths. Michael was on his way to our seats at the center bunk. I love you, Baby! Michael kissed me on the nose. Sensha na! Tagal ko noh! Dami kasi nakapila dun sa binilhan ko Sensha na, sensha na… He put down the plastic bags and held my hand tight. He kissed me softly on the lips and whispered passionately, I love you Shayne! I love you Baby ko… I didn't have the strength to answer back. He went on. Oo nga pala, simula bukas, may fieldwork kami. Baka next week na ang balik ko. Hindi ko pa sure kung saan yung site, so baka walang signal dun. But I'll try texting you whenever I can, ok? I love you, Baby ko! I wanted to shout at him, scream at the top of my lungs, but no sound came out. I couldn't make myself say anything. I turned mute… my body was as numb as ever. O? Wala na naman bang I love you too dyan? Dapat lagi kang nag-I-I love you too! He laughed. I felt something vibrating on my lap again. It was Michael's phone - another text message. Michael saw it blinking and immediately read the message at a distance. But I was able to read what it said: Kelan ka pa natuto mgtext in small letters? (smiley face) tsaka baket honey na ang twag mo sakin? Hindi na ba love? Bago na ba? (smiley face) There was a long, long awkward pause. I thought the world has just stopped revolving. My lips were sealed and the tears were already flowing freely - I could no longer control them. Michael looked straight at me, with his jaw half open. His eyes were round and bigger than usual, full of questions and fear. We just stared at each other, not knowing what to say. I felt the whole world sink and disappear, leaving only the two of us alone in the dark. After a few seconds of silence that felt like forever, I swallowed the big lump in my throat with all my strength and bitterly whispered… &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you too, Baby ko…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111786652215184080?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111786652215184080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111786652215184080' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111786652215184080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111786652215184080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-love-you-too-baby-ko.html' title='I Love You Too, Baby Ko...'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111767334824792774</id><published>2005-06-02T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T08:49:08.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My birthday!</title><content type='html'>My birthday is near already. I'm expecting you, my friends, to greet me on my very special day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111767334824792774?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111767334824792774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111767334824792774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111767334824792774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111767334824792774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-birthday.html' title='My birthday!'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111759069666744470</id><published>2005-06-01T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T09:51:36.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>June</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;June&lt;/b&gt; is the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sixth" title="Sixth"&gt;sixth&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Month" title="Month"&gt;month&lt;/a&gt; of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Year" title="Year"&gt;year&lt;/a&gt; in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gregorian_Calendar" title="Gregorian Calendar"&gt;Gregorian Calendar&lt;/a&gt; and one of four with the length of 30 &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Day" title="Day"&gt;days&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;June begins (astrologically) with the sun in the sign of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gemini" title="Gemini"&gt;Gemini&lt;/a&gt; and ends in the sign of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cancer" title="Cancer"&gt;Cancer&lt;/a&gt;. Astronomically speaking, the sun begins in the constellation of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taurus" title="Taurus"&gt;Taurus&lt;/a&gt; and ends in the constellation of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gemini" title="Gemini"&gt;Gemini&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The month is named for the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roman_mythology" title="Roman mythology"&gt;Roman goddess&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Juno" title="Juno"&gt;Juno&lt;/a&gt;, wife of Jupiter. In &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Japanese_calendar" title="Japanese calendar"&gt;old Japanese calendar&lt;/a&gt;, the month is called &lt;i&gt;Minatsuki&lt;/i&gt; (水無月). In &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Finnish_language" title="Finnish language"&gt;Finnish&lt;/a&gt;, the month is called &lt;i&gt;kesäkuu&lt;/i&gt;, meaning "month of summer".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111759069666744470?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111759069666744470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111759069666744470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111759069666744470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111759069666744470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/06/june.html' title='June'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111741362171463339</id><published>2005-05-30T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T08:41:28.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Father, thank You that You took time to create beauty;&lt;br /&gt;how can I be too busy to appreciate it?&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111741362171463339?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111741362171463339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111741362171463339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111741362171463339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111741362171463339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/05/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111719264970848644</id><published>2005-05-27T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T19:17:29.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KABABATA BA KITA? ALAM MO BA 'TO?</title><content type='html'>Nung ikaw ay bata... nagawa mo ba 'to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kumakain ka ba ng aratilis?&lt;br /&gt;*nagpipitpit ng gumamela para gawing soapy bubbles nahihipan mo sa binilog na tanggkay ng walis tingting?&lt;br /&gt;*pinipilit ka ba matulog ng nanay mo pag hapon at di ka papayagan maglaro pag di ka natulog?&lt;br /&gt;*marunong ka magpatintero, saksak puso, langit-lupa, teleber-teleber, luksong tinik?&lt;br /&gt;*malupit ka pag meron kang Atari or Family Computer?&lt;br /&gt;*alam mo ang silbi ng up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, b, a, b, a, select start?&lt;br /&gt;*may mga damit ka na U.S.E.D., Boy London, Cross Colors, Esprit, Blowing Bubbles at pag nakakakita ka ng Bench na damit eh naalala mo si Richard Gomez?&lt;br /&gt;*addict ka sa Rainbow Brite, Carebears, My Little Pony, Thundercats, Bioman, Voltes V, Mazinger Z, Daimos,&lt;br /&gt;He-man at marami pang cartoons na hindi pa translated sa tagalog?&lt;br /&gt;*nanonood ka ng Shaider kasi nabobosohan mo si Annie at type na type mo ang dilaw na panty nya?&lt;br /&gt;*marunong ka mag wordstar at nakahawak ka na talaga ng 5.25 na floppy disk?&lt;br /&gt;*inaabangan mo lagi ang batibot at akala mo magkakatuluyan si kuya bodgie at ate sienna...&lt;br /&gt;*nung high school ka inaabangan mo lagi Beverly Hills 90210?&lt;br /&gt;*gumagamit ka ng AQUANET para pataasin ang bangs mo?&lt;br /&gt;*meron kang blouse na may padding kung babae ka at meron kang sapatos na mighty kid kung lalake ka?&lt;br /&gt;*nangongolekta ka ng paper stationaries at mahilig ka magpapirma sa slumbook mo para lang malaman mo kung sino ang crush ng type mo?&lt;br /&gt;*kilala mo si manang bola at ang sitsiritsit girls? e si luning-ning at luging-ging?&lt;br /&gt;*alam mo ibig sabihin ng time space warp at di mo makakalimutan ang time space warp chant?&lt;br /&gt;*idol mo si McGyver at nanonood kang Perfect Strangers?&lt;br /&gt;*eto malupet... six digits! lang ba ang phone number nyo dati?&lt;br /&gt;*nakakatawag ka pa sa pay phone ng 3 bentesingko lang ang dala?&lt;br /&gt;*cute pa si Aiza Seguerra sa Eat Bulaga at alam mo ang song na "eh kasi bata"?&lt;br /&gt;*inabutan mo ba na ang Magnolia Chocolait eh nasa glass bottle pa na ginagawang lalagyan ng tubig ng nanay mo sa ref?&lt;br /&gt;*meron kang pencil case na maraming compartments na pinagyayabang mo sa mga kaklase mo?&lt;br /&gt;*noon mo pa hinahanap kung saan ang Goya Fun Factory?&lt;br /&gt;*alam mo lyrics ng "tinapang bangus" at "alagang-alaga namin si puti"?&lt;br /&gt;*alam mo ang kantang "gloria labandera".. lumusong sha sa tubig ang paa ay nabasa at ang "1, 2, 3, asawa ni marie"... hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;*sosyal ka pag may Play-doh ka at Lego... at nag-iipon ka ng G.I. Joe action figures at iba pa ang mukha ni Barbie noon?&lt;br /&gt;*inabutan mo pa yung singkong korteng bulaklak at yung diyes na square?&lt;br /&gt;*lumaki kang bobo dahil ang akala mo nangangagat talaga ang alimango sa kantang tong-tong-tong... diba naninipit yun?&lt;br /&gt;*alam mo yung kwento ng pari na binigyan ng pera yung batang umakyat ng puno para bumili ng panty...&lt;br /&gt;and shempre, alam mo rin ba kung ano binigay nya sa nanay nung umakyat ng puno?&lt;br /&gt;*meron kang kabisadong kanta ni Andrew E na alam mo hanggang ngayon.. aminin?..&lt;br /&gt;*laging lampin ang sinasapin sa likod mo pag pinapawisan ka?&lt;br /&gt;*bumibili ka ng Tarzan, Texas at Bazooka bubble gum... tira-tira, at yung kending bilog nasinawsaw sa asukal?&lt;br /&gt;*kinukupit mo pa at nanonood ka ng mga porno tapes ng tatay mo na nasa BETAMAX format pa...&lt;br /&gt;at sanay ka tawagin ang porn as BOLD?&lt;br /&gt;*takot ka dumating ang year 2000 dahil sabi nila magugunaw daw ang mundo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KUNG ALAM MO LAHAT DITO LAGPAS KA NA NG 25 YEARS OLD...&lt;br /&gt;KAPAG HALOS LAHAT ALAM MO, NASA 23-25 KA...&lt;br /&gt;WAG KA NA MAG DENY.. TUMAWA KA NA LANG...&lt;br /&gt;DIBA .75CENTAVOS PA LANG PAMASAHE SA JEEP NON...&lt;br /&gt;AT MAS MASARAP ANG MELLOW YELLOW KESA MOUNTAIN DEW?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111719264970848644?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111719264970848644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111719264970848644' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111719264970848644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111719264970848644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/05/kababata-ba-kita-alam-mo-ba-to.html' title='KABABATA BA KITA? ALAM MO BA &apos;TO?'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111706995163833344</id><published>2005-05-26T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T09:48:53.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ate Michelle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Happy happy birthday to my very dear Ate Michelle!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's 31 now and is going to have her 3rd child in July. I wish her more happiness and a longer life. May God bless you more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sharemation.com/kaneshiro/pics/michelle_bday.jpg" alt="My Ate Michelle" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111706995163833344?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111706995163833344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111706995163833344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111706995163833344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111706995163833344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/05/ate-michelle.html' title='Ate Michelle'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111698267335995664</id><published>2005-05-25T08:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T08:57:53.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinoy Action Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ano ba ang Pinoy Action Movie??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laging umiikot ang istorya sa paghihiganti dahil ni-rape ang kapatid ng bida o pinatay ang kamag-anak nya (nanay, tatay, ate, kuya, kinakapatid, kabiyak, anak, pinsan, tiyo, tiya, lolo, lola, ninong, ninang, apo, apo sa tuhod, apo sa talampakan, ninuno, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa sa mga eksena e babastusin sya o syota nya ng mga nag-iinumang istambay.&lt;br /&gt;Magkakagulo sa isang okasyon (kaarawan, kasal, binyag, burol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi nakakaramdam ng sakit ang bida sa bakbakan, pero sisigaw ito at aaray pag ginagamot na ang mga sugat nya ng isang babae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoker at mabisyo lagi ang kontrabida. Lagi itong may mga uto-utong tauhan o "mga bata". At laging naka-jacket kahit tanghaling tapat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang kuta ng mga kalaban e sa warehouse o malaking bahay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi ding may eksena sa isang beer house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May seksing leading lady at may love scene na pwedeng ikwento sa Abante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marunong sa bakbakan ang babae, at kung isang lalake lang naman e kayang-kaya nitong patumbahin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung ma-co-corner ang bida, hindi ito papatayin, ikukulong lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mag-uusap ang bida at ang mortal na kalaban nito habang nagtutukan ng baril...mahabang pag-uusap, tila baga mag-syotang nasa telepono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May malalakas na pagpapasabog kahit na hindi naman kailangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walang malalakas na pagpapasabog kapag kailangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahit ano sumasabog pag binaril. Pati puno, sumasabog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mura lang ang baril at pwede itong itapon kung wala nang bala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makakapulot ang bida ng baril na may bala tuwing kinakailangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marunong at asintado sa baril ang leading lady kahit na hindi pa siya nakakahawak nito sa buong buhay nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya ng bida ang dalawampung tao sa bakbakan dahil hindi naman sila sumusugod ng sabay-sabay, laging isa-isa, parang sayaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi tinatamaan ng bala ang bida kahit na tatlompung tao ang bumabaril sa kanya, pero lahat sila tinatamaan nya. Laging sa lupa tumatama ang bala ng kaaway. Tamaan man sya ng bala ay laging daplis lang...hindi pwedeng sa ulo o sa puso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siyam (9) ang buhay ng bida. Doble pa nito ang buhay ng leading lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung mamamatay man ang isa sa kanila e makakapagsalita pa ito ng isang page ng script bago malagutan ng hininga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huli darating ang maraming pulis ... at wala silang pakialam sa bida, kahit na involved ito sa riot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111698267335995664?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111698267335995664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111698267335995664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111698267335995664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111698267335995664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/05/pinoy-action-movies.html' title='Pinoy Action Movies'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111655259731684920</id><published>2005-05-20T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T09:29:57.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30th Day</title><content type='html'>It was Mommy's 3oth day yesterday. We had palabok, lumpiang sariwa, lumpiang shanghai, afritada, and puto pao. I just realized now, these were her favorites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111655259731684920?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111655259731684920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111655259731684920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111655259731684920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111655259731684920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/05/30th-day.html' title='30th Day'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111603889416397568</id><published>2005-05-14T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T10:48:14.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm very happy that my DSL is back. Our phone didn't have a dial tone for the past four days and it made me sad that I wasn't able to connect to the Internet during those days. Now, I'm back to "taking care" of my blogs and of course, Friendster!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111603889416397568?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111603889416397568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111603889416397568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111603889416397568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111603889416397568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/05/thank-god.html' title='Thank God!!!'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111562583826950640</id><published>2005-05-09T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T16:04:53.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mothers' Day, Mommy!!!</title><content type='html'>Dear Mommy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the church yesterday with Daddy and Jordan. Then after mass we had breakfast at the house of one of the members of the Holy Name. I greeted you Happy Mothers' Day yesterday after the mass. I love you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;JunJun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111562583826950640?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111562583826950640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111562583826950640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111562583826950640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111562583826950640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-mothers-day-mommy.html' title='Happy Mothers&apos; Day, Mommy!!!'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111560488940507808</id><published>2005-05-09T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T10:16:10.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horse!!!</title><content type='html'>I was born 1978 and it was a year of the Horse. I love horses (but not as much as I love cats.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Marinduque last week and I had a few beers with Daddy and the Scouters who were with us. For pulutan, we had alimasag, tulingan, nuts, and shrimp. There was also ginataan with sili leaves. They said it was ginataang kabayo and they asked me to take a bite. I was hesitant to do it but the adventurous person in me made me do it. And also it was bad to say no to the host. It really took a while for me to taste it but it tasted like beef. There was a pungent after-taste, I'm not sure if it's from the sili leaves or from the horse meat itself. But I must say it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born on a year of the Horse,and I ate horse. Take that!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111560488940507808?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111560488940507808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111560488940507808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111560488940507808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111560488940507808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/05/horse.html' title='Horse!!!'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111545786124460602</id><published>2005-05-07T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T17:24:51.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Am I If I'm A Care Bear?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" border="0" bgcolor="#FF7030"&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;td width="125" align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lavendersea.net/quiz/images/tenderheart.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td  bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#FF7030"&gt;Tenderheart Bear&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font color="#FF7030"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;You are thinker, organizer, peacekeeper, and leader all in one. You have a power to command attention and people listen to you. However, you are often so concerned about not hurting others' feelings that you don't tell them what they need to hear and this gets you both into trouble. But you always have loyal friends to help you out.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#FF7030"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lavendersea.net/quiz/carebears.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFCC30"&gt;Take the &lt;i&gt;Which Care Bear Are You?&lt;/i&gt; Quiz!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&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/9092333-111545786124460602?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111545786124460602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111545786124460602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111545786124460602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111545786124460602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-am-i-if-im-care-bear.html' title='What Am I If I&apos;m A Care Bear?'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111543495634629665</id><published>2005-05-07T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T11:03:27.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We got back from Marinduque yesterday afternoon after a three-hour boat ride from the Gasan port. It was a very nice summer outing at the resort we stayed in. Given the chance to go there again, I'd take it. The beach was clean and the water was very clear. Jellyfish and starfish were present along with schools of small fish.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The people there were nice especially at the resort. The owner was very accomodating and his crew were very hospitable. Special mention to Jerry who I think is a special person. I feel something towards him and I wish I can go back to see him again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111543495634629665?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111543495634629665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111543495634629665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111543495634629665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111543495634629665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/05/summer-trip.html' title='Summer Trip'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111508449200011707</id><published>2005-05-03T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T09:41:32.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Night</title><content type='html'>Last night went on just fine. We just watched the soaps and the slept. It was quiet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111508449200011707?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111508449200011707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111508449200011707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111508449200011707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111508449200011707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/05/last-night.html' title='Last Night'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111500970531216759</id><published>2005-05-02T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T12:55:40.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="entry-content"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="entry-body"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tonight will be our (Daddy, Jordan, and me) first night to sleep alone in the bedroom. Since my Mom passed away, my sister and her kids, and Tita Nonie and Dorie, joined us in our house and slept in our bedroom. This Tita Nonie said they did to relieve us of our sorrow. They'll be going home today. I hope tonight will not be so lonely for us three. Daddy cried this morning and I hope he won't tonight.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear God, please stay with us while we sleep tonight.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111500970531216759?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111500970531216759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111500970531216759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111500970531216759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111500970531216759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/05/tonight_02.html' title='Tonight'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111500961984824304</id><published>2005-05-02T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T12:54:12.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;May&lt;/b&gt; is the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fifth" title="Fifth"&gt;fifth&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Month" title="Month"&gt;month&lt;/a&gt; of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Year" title="Year"&gt;year&lt;/a&gt; in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gregorian_Calendar" title="Gregorian Calendar"&gt;Gregorian Calendar&lt;/a&gt; and one of seven Gregorian months with the length of 31 &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Day" title="Day"&gt;days&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;May begins (astrologically) with the sun in the sign of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taurus" title="Taurus"&gt;Taurus&lt;/a&gt; and ends in the sign of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gemini" title="Gemini"&gt;Gemini&lt;/a&gt;. Astronomically speaking, the sun begins in the constellation of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aries" title="Aries"&gt;Aries&lt;/a&gt; and ends in the constellation of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taurus" title="Taurus"&gt;Taurus&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The month may have been named for the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Greek_god" title="Greek god"&gt;Greek goddess&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maia" title="Maia"&gt;Maia&lt;/a&gt;, who was identified with the Roman &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Goddess" title="Goddess"&gt;goddess&lt;/a&gt; of fertility, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bona_Dea" title="Bona Dea"&gt;Bona Dea&lt;/a&gt;, whose festival was held in May.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111500961984824304?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111500961984824304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111500961984824304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111500961984824304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111500961984824304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/05/may.html' title='May'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111465489336992372</id><published>2005-04-28T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T10:21:33.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8th Day</title><content type='html'>Today is Mommy's 8th day in Heaven. We went to St. Francis this morning to attend the mass which was officiated by Fr. Mike. It's a great feeling I had after the mass and Fr. Mike blessed me. We then went to Mommy's tomb to offer her prayers and burn candles. Breakfast then followed at Chowking. We would have ordered Wanton Noodles for Mommy had she been with us. It was just like when Daddy and I bought some groceries last Tuesday - Daddy got some Royal Orange for Mommy. I guess it's just hard for us to let go of some things. We miss you, Mommy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111465489336992372?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111465489336992372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111465489336992372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111465489336992372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111465489336992372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/04/8th-day.html' title='8th Day'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111439768861167298</id><published>2005-04-25T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T16:09:32.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Goes On</title><content type='html'>Today is the start of a very different day for me. I can say things are back to normal once again, but I know, some things will never be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my Mom last week and now she's with our Father in Heaven. At last, she can have her eternal rest and feel no more pain. She's had enough and it's time for her be peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss you, Mommy. I love you!!! See you there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111439768861167298?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111439768861167298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111439768861167298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111439768861167298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111439768861167298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/04/life-goes-on.html' title='Life Goes On'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111362298261911017</id><published>2005-04-16T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T11:43:02.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat and Dog</title><content type='html'>It was nice to watch a full-grown cat and a cute little puppy playing together. Too bad I didn't have my camera with me last night to document it. Anyways, they were really cute. I'll be bringing home my camera tonight so I can catch them on film doing their funny antics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're really friends now. They share food from the same plate and frolic at my feet everytime I take my rest. I just love the peaceful feeling I get everytime we do this. I hope it will always be like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111362298261911017?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111362298261911017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111362298261911017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111362298261911017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111362298261911017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/04/cat-and-dog.html' title='Cat and Dog'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111355481834818188</id><published>2005-04-15T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T16:46:58.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Workout</title><content type='html'>Just got back from the gym. I guess I overworked my arms, they're aching now. Tomorrow will be  my rest day, so will be Sunday. Got the whole day tomorrow to be in front of the computer and surf the net. I'll try to finish my first Guideposts article - it's a long one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111355481834818188?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111355481834818188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111355481834818188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111355481834818188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111355481834818188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/04/workout.html' title='Workout'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111336637633375628</id><published>2005-04-13T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T12:26:16.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Basti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Basti is here today and I made this animation starring him...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sharemation.com/kaneshiro/pics/basti.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111336637633375628?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111336637633375628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111336637633375628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111336637633375628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111336637633375628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/04/funny-basti.html' title='Funny Basti'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111326593619937413</id><published>2005-04-12T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T08:32:16.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gusto mo taho?</title><content type='html'>Oh my, Sam asked for taho. Good thing I have coins with me. Sarap ng taho!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111326593619937413?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111326593619937413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111326593619937413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111326593619937413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111326593619937413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/04/gusto-mo-taho.html' title='Gusto mo taho?'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111320661624740297</id><published>2005-04-11T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T16:03:36.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring trip</title><content type='html'>I feel very tired from that trip to Lian, Batangas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111320661624740297?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111320661624740297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111320661624740297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111320661624740297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111320661624740297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/04/tiring-trip.html' title='Tiring trip'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111302381925213008</id><published>2005-04-09T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T13:16:59.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Mimi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at Mimi, she's going crazy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sharemation.com/kaneshiro/pics/mimi.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sharemation.com/kaneshiro/pics/mimi2.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111302381925213008?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111302381925213008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111302381925213008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111302381925213008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111302381925213008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/04/crazy-mimi.html' title='Crazy Mimi'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111292161991319745</id><published>2005-04-08T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T08:53:39.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Night Meeting</title><content type='html'>The meeting was supposed to start at 7 pm, but there were only three of us who came on time, San Simon, Santo Tomas, and me, San Mateo. Santiago Alfeo came in late because he came all the way from Calamba where he is currently employed. The meeting actually started around 8 pm but dinner came first. It was wine after that, and while we were drinking, the meeting proper started and it was about us Apostles being active in church activities. We are all willing to help, sincerely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation went to different topics and it was a great conversation we had. It even took us till 2:30 am to finish the meeting because we were all interested and we all shared our points-of-view. I hope we can have more nights like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111292161991319745?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111292161991319745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111292161991319745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111292161991319745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111292161991319745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/04/late-night-meeting.html' title='Late Night Meeting'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111283789671448069</id><published>2005-04-07T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T09:38:16.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting at the Church</title><content type='html'>Mike texted me and said we're gonna have a meeting at the church this afternoon. I became quite excited because we will all see each other again. I wonder what this meeting is for...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111283789671448069?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111283789671448069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111283789671448069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111283789671448069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111283789671448069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/04/meeting-at-church.html' title='Meeting at the Church'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111257891680449449</id><published>2005-04-04T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T10:00:53.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Nice Night Swimming</title><content type='html'>Night swimming with church people? I thought at first I'm not gonna have any bit of fun, but it was really great. We were supposed to be 12, the Apostles, but two weren't able to come. One was Saint Peter, the oldest, who is old enough to be my father. The other was, okay, just like the rest of us, YOUNG, but he didn't come because he was busy because he was Judas Iscariot. There was a running joke telling that he wouldn't be able to come because he is still hanging on a tree. Joking aside, he didn't go for he was busy managing traffic last Saturday, which was, HELL. I took a longer route from Sta. Ana to Calihan just so I can avoid the traffic but when I reach Maharlika Hi-way, just when I was a only few meters from Calihan, I was caught in the gnarl of vehicles and took me 45 minutes to reach my destination. This was another reason why the 7:00 pm agreed time of meeting was delayed to 10:00 pm. Add to that waiting for Saint Andrew, who in the first place set the meeting time to 7:00 pm. Well, so came the ten of us and we headed to Mejia Resort in Calamba where Father Mike, Father Danny, and other people were waiting for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good thing there was no traffic in Calamba. When we entered the resort, they were already swimming (except the two priests, who waited for us.) Then Tita Flor bought food for us, Binalot Sa Dahon (tapsilog), Andok's Chicken, and Pork Barbecue. Cigarette break. Father Danny brought Fundador while Father Mike asked St. John to buy Gilbey's Gin (smelled like Eskinol after adding lime juice.) While drinking, we had this nice conversation about the Church which even enlightened St. James and St. Simon. After we finished the wine, we all headed to the pool to cool off and then sang at the videoke. What happened at the videoke was funny. We were all calling Father Danny to sing, "Father, Father, kayo naman! Hihingi tayo ng second collection!" Dennis, the pianist, joked that "Insenso na lang po ang kulang!" The girls near us were laughing and whispering, "Mga seminarista yan!" Imagine being mistaken for seminarians. Some of us were smoking during that time and our voices were really loud, and then being thought of as seminarians. At the kubo, we all laughed about it. We all dressed up and then took a short nap, a very short one, inside the van. It was 4:30 am, we decided it was time to head home. So off we went and it was a quiet ride, I guess all were sleeping, except the driver, who happened to be me. St. John, who was beside me, didn't sleep either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice outing, great, in fact. I hope there will be others like this. I also hope that the Junior Holy Name Society they talked about that night will push through (I was in the shower room.) Being with them is nice, and honestly, it makes me happy. Maybe, just maybe, I found my brothers already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111257891680449449?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111257891680449449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111257891680449449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111257891680449449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111257891680449449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/04/nice-night-swimming.html' title='A Nice Night Swimming'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111231324775486437</id><published>2005-04-01T07:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T07:56:40.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;April&lt;/b&gt; is the &lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/main/ntquery?method=4&amp;dsid=2222&amp;amp;dekey=Fourth&amp;gwp=8&amp;amp;curtab=2222_1" class="ilnk" target="_top"&gt;fourth&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/main/ntquery?method=4&amp;dsid=2222&amp;amp;dekey=Month&amp;gwp=8&amp;amp;curtab=2222_1" class="ilnk" target="_top"&gt;month&lt;/a&gt; of the &lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/main/ntquery?method=4&amp;dsid=2222&amp;amp;dekey=Year&amp;gwp=8&amp;amp;curtab=2222_1" class="ilnk" target="_top"&gt;year&lt;/a&gt; in the &lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/main/ntquery?method=4&amp;dsid=2222&amp;amp;dekey=Gregorian+calendar&amp;gwp=8&amp;amp;curtab=2222_1" class="ilnk" target="_top"&gt;Gregorian Calendar&lt;/a&gt; and one of four with the length of 30 &lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/main/ntquery?method=4&amp;dsid=2222&amp;amp;dekey=Day&amp;gwp=8&amp;amp;curtab=2222_1" class="ilnk" target="_top"&gt;days&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;April begins (astrologically) with the sun in the sign of &lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/main/ntquery?method=4&amp;dsid=2222&amp;amp;dekey=Aries&amp;gwp=8&amp;amp;curtab=2222_1" class="ilnk" target="_top"&gt;Aries&lt;/a&gt; and ends in the sign of &lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/main/ntquery?method=4&amp;dsid=2222&amp;amp;dekey=Taurus&amp;gwp=8&amp;amp;curtab=2222_1" class="ilnk" target="_top"&gt;Taurus&lt;/a&gt;. Astronomically speaking, the sun begins in the constellation of &lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/main/ntquery?method=4&amp;dsid=2222&amp;amp;dekey=Pisces&amp;gwp=8&amp;amp;curtab=2222_1" class="ilnk" target="_top"&gt;Pisces&lt;/a&gt; and ends in the constellation of &lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/main/ntquery?method=4&amp;dsid=2222&amp;amp;dekey=Aries&amp;gwp=8&amp;amp;curtab=2222_1" class="ilnk" target="_top"&gt;Aries&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The name is derived from the &lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/main/ntquery?method=4&amp;dsid=2222&amp;amp;dekey=Latin&amp;gwp=8&amp;amp;curtab=2222_1" class="ilnk" target="_top"&gt;Latin&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;aprilis&lt;/i&gt;, either from the Latin word &lt;i&gt;aperire&lt;/i&gt; which means "to open", probably referring to growing plants in &lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/main/ntquery?method=4&amp;dsid=2222&amp;amp;dekey=Spring+%28season%29&amp;gwp=8&amp;amp;curtab=2222_1" class="ilnk" target="_top"&gt;spring&lt;/a&gt;, or from the &lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/main/ntquery?method=4&amp;dsid=2222&amp;amp;dekey=Etruscan+language&amp;gwp=8&amp;amp;curtab=2222_1" class="ilnk" target="_top"&gt;Etruscan&lt;/a&gt; name &lt;i&gt;Apru&lt;/i&gt; for &lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/main/ntquery?method=4&amp;dsid=2222&amp;amp;dekey=Aphrodite&amp;gwp=8&amp;amp;curtab=2222_1" class="ilnk" target="_top"&gt;Aphrodite&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;April was originally the second month of the Roman calendar and had 29 days. &lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/main/ntquery?method=4&amp;dsid=2222&amp;amp;dekey=Julius+Caesar&amp;gwp=8&amp;amp;curtab=2222_1" class="ilnk" target="_top"&gt;Julius Caesar&lt;/a&gt;'s calendar &lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/main/ntquery?method=4&amp;dsid=2222&amp;amp;dekey=Julian+calendar&amp;gwp=8&amp;amp;curtab=2222_1" class="ilnk" target="_top"&gt;reform&lt;/a&gt; in 45 BCE resulted in April having 30 days and becoming the fourth month, as the year now began in &lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/main/ntquery?method=4&amp;dsid=2222&amp;amp;dekey=January&amp;gwp=8&amp;amp;curtab=2222_1" class="ilnk" target="_top"&gt;January&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111231324775486437?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111231324775486437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111231324775486437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111231324775486437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111231324775486437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/04/april.html' title='April'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111215535569722935</id><published>2005-03-30T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T12:06:10.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>San Mateo</title><content type='html'>Here I was as San Mateo during the Holy Week Celebration at the San Francisco de Assisi Parish. It was a nice experience I had and it made me a new person. I thank my Dad for enlisting me as one of the Twelve Apostles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/198/4150/640/mateo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/198/4150/320/mateo1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111215535569722935?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111215535569722935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111215535569722935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111215535569722935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111215535569722935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/03/san-mateo.html' title='San Mateo'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111198427007607706</id><published>2005-03-28T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T12:33:04.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Friends</title><content type='html'>The Holy Week that has just passed made me a new person. It brought me back to God. Not only that, I got the chance to meet new friends. The guys who played the other apostles are now my friends and brothers. We're gonna have an overnight swimming on the 2nd of April and I'm very excited about it. I hope we will have a very great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also hope that the friendship we started will go on and on and on....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111198427007607706?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111198427007607706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111198427007607706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111198427007607706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111198427007607706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/03/new-friends.html' title='New Friends'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111162706681678783</id><published>2005-03-24T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T09:17:46.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maundy Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="hw"&gt;Maundy Thursday&lt;/span&gt;  (&lt;span style="cursor: pointer; color: blue;" onclick="pw = window.open('http://www.answers.com/main/content/pronkey-full-2.html', 'PronunciationKey', 'height=585,width=520,resizable,scrollbars');if(pw){pw.focus();}" onmouseout="status='';return true;" onmouseover="status='Click for pronunciation key';return true;"&gt;&lt;span class="pron"&gt;môn&lt;b&gt;'&lt;/b&gt;dē&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) [Lat. &lt;i&gt;mandatum,&lt;/i&gt; word in the ceremony], traditional English name for Thursday of &lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/main/ntquery?method=4&amp;dsid=2040&amp;amp;dekey=HolyWeek&amp;gwp=8&amp;amp;curtab=2040_1" class="ilnk" target="_top"&gt;Holy Week&lt;/a&gt;, so named because it is considered the anniversary of the institution of the Eucharist by Jesus at the Last Supper (that is, the &lt;i&gt;mandatum novum&lt;/i&gt; or “new commandment”). In some churches, Jesus's washing of the disciples' feet is symbolically reenacted. In Great Britain there is a survival in the distribution by the sovereign of special “maundy money” to certain of the poor at Westminster Abbey. In the Roman Catholic Church, Maundy Thursday is a general communion day; a single Mass is sung, in the evening, and a Host, consecrated for the morrow, is placed in a specially adorned chapel of repose. The altars are stripped bare until the Easter vigil mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Later this afternoon, I will be at the church for the activities we have for Maundy Thursday, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Washing of the Feet &lt;/span&gt;and the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last Supper&lt;/span&gt;. This is the first time I'll be seeing this, and also be part of it. I'm quite excited about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111162706681678783?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111162706681678783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111162706681678783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111162706681678783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111162706681678783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/03/maundy-thursday.html' title='Maundy Thursday'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111146414271114147</id><published>2005-03-22T11:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T11:51:41.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's All So Ovibous</title><content type='html'>Aoccdrnig to rscheearch at an Elingsh uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteers are at the rghit pclaes. The rset can be a toatl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae we do not raed ervey lteter by istlef but the wrod as a wlohe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111146414271114147?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111146414271114147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111146414271114147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111146414271114147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111146414271114147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/03/its-all-so-ovibous.html' title='It&apos;s All So Ovibous'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111145499104487744</id><published>2005-03-22T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T09:30:14.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Creation</title><content type='html'>In the beginning, God created the Heavens and the&lt;br /&gt; Earth and populated the Earth with broccoli,&lt;br /&gt; cauliflower and spinach, green and yellow and red&lt;br /&gt; vegetables of all kinds, so Man and Woman would live&lt;br /&gt; long and healthy lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then using God's great gifts, Satan created Ben and&lt;br /&gt; Jerry's Ice Cream  and Krispy Creme Donuts.  And Satan&lt;br /&gt; said, "You want chocolate with that?" And Man said,&lt;br /&gt; "Yes!" and Woman said, "and as long as you're at it,&lt;br /&gt; add some sprinkles."  And they gained 10 pounds.  And&lt;br /&gt; Satan smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And God created the healthful yogurt that Woman might&lt;br /&gt; keep the figure that Man found so fair.  And Satan&lt;br /&gt; brought forth white flour from the wheat, and sugar&lt;br /&gt; from the cane and combined them.  And Woman went from&lt;br /&gt; size 6 to size 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So God said, "Try my fresh green salad."  And Satan &lt;br /&gt; presented Thousand-Island Dressing, buttery croutons&lt;br /&gt; and garlic toast on the side. And Man and Woman&lt;br /&gt; unfastened their belts following the repast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; God then said, "I have sent you heart healthy&lt;br /&gt; vegetables and olive oil in which to cook them."  And&lt;br /&gt; Satan brought forth deep fried fish and chicken-fried&lt;br /&gt; steak so big it needed its own platter. And Man gained&lt;br /&gt; more weight and his cholesterol went through the roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; God then created a light, fluffy white cake, named it&lt;br /&gt; "Angel Food Cake," and said, "It is good."  Satan then&lt;br /&gt; created chocolate cake and named it "Devil's Food."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; God then brought forth running shoes so that His&lt;br /&gt; children might lose those extra pounds.  And Satan&lt;br /&gt; gave cable TV with a remote control so Man would not&lt;br /&gt; have to toil changing the channels.  And Man and Woman&lt;br /&gt; laughed and cried before the flickering blue light and&lt;br /&gt; gained pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then God brought forth the potato, naturally low in&lt;br /&gt; fat and brimming with nutrition.  And Satan peeled off&lt;br /&gt; the healthful skin and sliced the starchy center into&lt;br /&gt; chips and deep-fried them.  And Man gained pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; God then gave lean beef so that Man might consume&lt;br /&gt; fewer calories and still satisfy his appetite.  And&lt;br /&gt; Satan created McDonald's and its 99-cent double&lt;br /&gt; cheeseburger.  Then said, "You want fries with that?"&lt;br /&gt; And Man replied, "Yes! And super size them!"  And&lt;br /&gt; Satan said, "It is good." And Man went into cardiac&lt;br /&gt; arrest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; God sighed and created quadruple bypass surgery.  Then&lt;br /&gt; Satan created HMOs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Thought for the day ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There is more money being spent on breast implants and&lt;br /&gt; Viagra today than on Alzheimer's research.  This means&lt;br /&gt; that by 2040, there should be a large elderly&lt;br /&gt; population with perky boobs and huge erections and&lt;br /&gt; absolutely no recollection of what to do with them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111145499104487744?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111145499104487744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111145499104487744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111145499104487744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111145499104487744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/03/creation.html' title='The Creation'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111136660130409869</id><published>2005-03-21T08:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T08:56:41.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Week</title><content type='html'>Holy Week started yesterday, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Palm Sunday&lt;/span&gt;. I was there in the procession because I am playing the part of one of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twelve Apostles&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;St. Matthew&lt;/span&gt;. This will be one busy week for me as we are schedule to attend the activities beginning &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Holy Wednesday &lt;/span&gt;and will last till &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Easter Sunday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized it's nice to be part of it. I get to know new people and I also get the chance to be near God again. I hope that this one be the start of a good experience for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111136660130409869?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111136660130409869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111136660130409869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111136660130409869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111136660130409869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/03/holy-week.html' title='Holy Week'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111121417418478456</id><published>2005-03-19T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T14:36:14.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Book</title><content type='html'>I got a new book from my Mama Linda! I love it! It is called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God's Little Devotional for Graduates&lt;/span&gt;. It is full of inspirational stories just like the other devotional I have, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God's  Little Devotional for Leaders&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got different stuff from her and Tita Baby. I love them both!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111121417418478456?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111121417418478456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111121417418478456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111121417418478456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111121417418478456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/03/new-book.html' title='New Book'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111085257503267371</id><published>2005-03-15T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T09:46:52.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Age-Guessing Game</title><content type='html'>Be adept at guessing the ages of people you come across with. Go to &lt;a href="http://ageproject.specialsnowflake.com/agegame/113578131d7b0b309230295e2bd719fa" target=_blank&gt;Age Project.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111085257503267371?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111085257503267371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111085257503267371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111085257503267371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111085257503267371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/03/age-guessing-game.html' title='Age-Guessing Game'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111061211329982661</id><published>2005-03-12T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T16:10:25.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip To Ilocos</title><content type='html'>My Dad and I went to Ilocos last Thurday for the Visita Iglesia of the San Francisco Parish. We left San Pablo at nine o'clock that night and had to endure twelve long hours of bus ride. Good thing we brought our jackets along because we weren't supposed to touch the controls of the aircon because all the cool air will go to the driver if we do that. Nice eh? We had a restroom stop at Rick's Cafe in Pangasinan and I was really tired to even get up and out of the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://myfilestash.com/userfiles/kaneshiro/ilocos1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://myfilestash.com/userfiles/kaneshiro/ilocos1_tn.jpg" alt="Click to see enlarged picture" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a contest among all the passengers wherein each of us had to guess what time we will be arriving at the boundary of Ilocos Sur and Ilocos Norte. My Dad won and David, our tour guide, gave him two hundred pesos as his prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before entering Vigan, we passed through a town with this long bridge over a grand river. I forgot the name but it's something like Rio Grande de Whatever. The bus stopped at a parking space and the passengers, including me, went out to have some picture-taking. It was really cold and nice, just like being in Tagaytay or in Baguio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://myfilestash.com/userfiles/kaneshiro/ilocos2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://myfilestash.com/userfiles/kaneshiro/ilocos2_tn.jpg" alt="Click to see enlarged picture" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of what we saw along the way were fields of either corn, tomatoes, or of course, tobacco. We even saw grape orchards in a town in Ilocos Norte. There were baskets of tomatoes at roadsides and even trucks of them ready to be brought to factories to be made into tomato paste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://myfilestash.com/userfiles/kaneshiro/ilocos3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://myfilestash.com/userfiles/kaneshiro/ilocos3_tn.jpg" alt="Click to see enlarged picture" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We happened to pass by a &lt;em&gt;calesa&lt;/em&gt; on the streets of Laoag City and I just had to take its picture. I love horses because I was born on a year of the horse. But I love cats, too. Anyways, I saw more of &lt;em&gt;calesas&lt;/em&gt; like this in Vigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://myfilestash.com/userfiles/kaneshiro/ilocos4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://myfilestash.com/userfiles/kaneshiro/ilocos4_tn.jpg" alt="Click to see enlarged picture" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch!!! Imagine doing it an hour later than my usual lunchtime. Anyways, it didn't matter that much because I'm on a diet. The meal we had was provided by the travel agency and we had veggies, pork, and tetra-packed juice. Oh, and a banana. We did it at the park in front of the Sta. Monica Church in Sarrat and had a nice view of a desert while eating. Our guide said the desert was used in filming &lt;em&gt;Panday&lt;/em&gt; with &lt;em&gt;FPJ&lt;/em&gt; and now in shooting &lt;em&gt;Spirits&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://myfilestash.com/userfiles/kaneshiro/ilocos5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://myfilestash.com/userfiles/kaneshiro/ilocos5_tn.jpg" alt="Click to see enlarged picture" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the sumptuous meal, the tour guide took us to see the Sarrat Ruins, just beside the Sta. Monica Church. It was a convent built during the Spanish times that was used as a garrison during the revolt against the Spanish and World War II. There were different rooms that were used as a tribunal hall, a justice hall, a torture room, and the garrote room. This building was destroyed by an intensity 8 earthquake many years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://myfilestash.com/userfiles/kaneshiro/ilocos6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://myfilestash.com/userfiles/kaneshiro/ilocos6_tn.jpg" alt="Click to see enlarged picture" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last town we went to was Vigan. We had dinner there at a nice place called the &lt;em&gt;Aniceto Mansions&lt;/em&gt; and we had delicious &lt;em&gt;pinakbet&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;fish fillet&lt;/em&gt; that was so hard most of the people, oldies that they are, weren't able to finish their dinner. For dessert was melted chocolate ice cream. Before heading to the bus and home, we bought some local delicacies like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;empanada&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kalamay&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;okoy&lt;/span&gt;, and my favorite &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Royal Bibinka&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://myfilestash.com/userfiles/kaneshiro/ilocos7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://myfilestash.com/userfiles/kaneshiro/ilocos7_tn.jpg" alt="Click to see enlarged picture" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very tiring trip, I admit, but the 1500 we paid for it was well worth it. I've been to Ilocos before, about eight years back, but I was eagerly excited to go back there. Along the way, I reminisced about the good times I had there with my friends Kei, Len, and Marlon. I was glad to see once again the places I've visited there. One more thing, this with all honesty, I enjoyed the company of the people on the trip, even if they are oldies already. I hope next year, there will be another one like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If you want to see more pictures from this trip, click &lt;a href="http://ilocospics.mypicgallery.com" target=_blank&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111061211329982661?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111061211329982661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111061211329982661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111061211329982661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111061211329982661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/03/trip-to-ilocos.html' title='Trip To Ilocos'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-111042277279866146</id><published>2005-03-10T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T10:48:05.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>File Storage</title><content type='html'>Sharemation doesn't work anymore—something about its being in its &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beta&lt;/span&gt; stage. I searched for another online file storage website and I found &lt;a href="http://www.myfilestash.com/" target=_blank&gt;MyFileStash&lt;/a&gt;. It's great but you'd have to deal with a little ad on your pages, good thing it's at the bottom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-111042277279866146?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/111042277279866146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=111042277279866146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111042277279866146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/111042277279866146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/03/file-storage.html' title='File Storage'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-110998583711249380</id><published>2005-03-05T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T09:23:57.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Basti's Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>We will all be in Candelaria today for Basti's birthday party. March 1 is actually his birthday but his Mom and Dad decided to celebrate his party on March 5, which is today. All the kids are going to have lots of fun and of course, Basti will be the happiest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sharemation.com/kaneshiro/pics/basti.jpg" alt="Basti"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-110998583711249380?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/110998583711249380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=110998583711249380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110998583711249380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110998583711249380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/03/bastis-birthday-party.html' title='Basti&apos;s Birthday Party'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-110981616692227158</id><published>2005-03-03T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T10:16:06.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flea Circus</title><content type='html'>I found this cool website yesterday and it kinda made me laugh. Not much in there, but hey, we need to find ways to enjoy, no matter how trivial they are. Click on the magnifying glass to watch the circus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fabuland.de/fleacircus" target=_blank&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sharemation.com/kaneshiro/pics/flea.jpg" alt="Flea Circus" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&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/9092333-110981616692227158?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/110981616692227158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=110981616692227158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110981616692227158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110981616692227158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/03/flea-circus.html' title='Flea Circus'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-110964598635900926</id><published>2005-03-01T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T10:59:46.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>March</title><content type='html'>March is the &lt;a title="Third" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Third"&gt;third&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Month" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Month"&gt;month&lt;/a&gt; of the &lt;a title="Year" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Year"&gt;year&lt;/a&gt; in the &lt;a title="Gregorian Calendar" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gregorian_Calendar"&gt;Gregorian Calendar&lt;/a&gt; and one of seven Gregorian months with the length of 31 &lt;a title="Day" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Day"&gt;days&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March begins (astrologically, non-sidereal) with the sun in the sign of &lt;a title="Pisces" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pisces"&gt;Pisces&lt;/a&gt; and ends in the sign of &lt;a title="Aries" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aries"&gt;Aries&lt;/a&gt;. Astronomically speaking, the sun begins in the constellation of &lt;a title="Aquarius" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aquarius"&gt;Aquarius&lt;/a&gt; and ends in the constellation of &lt;a title="Pisces" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pisces"&gt;Pisces&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March is named for &lt;a title="Mars (god)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mars_%28god%29"&gt;Mars&lt;/a&gt;, the &lt;a title="Roman Mythology" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roman_Mythology"&gt;Roman god&lt;/a&gt; of war.&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;a title="Roman Empire" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roman_Empire"&gt;ancient Rome&lt;/a&gt;, March was called Martius. It was named after the war god (&lt;a title="Mars (god)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mars_%28god%29"&gt;Mars&lt;/a&gt;) and was considered a lucky time to begin a war. In ancient &lt;a title="Hellenic civilization" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hellenic_civilization"&gt;Hellenic civilization&lt;/a&gt;, March was called Anthesterion. In &lt;a title="Japanese calendar" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Japanese_calendar"&gt;old Japanese calendar&lt;/a&gt;, the month is called Yayoi (弥生).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March was originally the first month of the Roman calendar. &lt;a title="Julius Caesar" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Julius_Caesar"&gt;Julius Caesar&lt;/a&gt;'s calendar &lt;a title="Julian calendar" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Julian_calendar"&gt;reform&lt;/a&gt; in 45 BCE began the year on &lt;a title="January" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/January"&gt;January&lt;/a&gt; 1. The tradition of starting the year in March continued in some countries for a long time. January 1 was only instituted as &lt;a title="New Year's Day" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_Year%27s_Day"&gt;New Year's Day&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a title="France" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/France"&gt;France&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a title="1564" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1564"&gt;1564&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a title="United Kingdom" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_Kingdom"&gt;Great Britain&lt;/a&gt; and her colonies continued to use March 25 until 1752, the same year they finally adopted to Gregorian calendar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Historical names for March include the &lt;a title="Saxon" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saxon"&gt;Saxon&lt;/a&gt; term Lenctmonat, named for the &lt;a title="Equinox" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Equinox"&gt;equinox&lt;/a&gt; and eventual lengthening of days and the eventual namesake of &lt;a title="Lent" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lent"&gt;Lent&lt;/a&gt;. The Saxons also called March Rhed-monat (for their goddess &lt;a class="new" title="Rhedam" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Rhedam&amp;action=edit"&gt;Rhedam&lt;/a&gt;); ancient &lt;a title="Britons" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Britons"&gt;Britons&lt;/a&gt; called it hyld-monath (meaning loud or stormy).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-110964598635900926?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/110964598635900926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=110964598635900926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110964598635900926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110964598635900926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/03/march.html' title='March'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-110851593020135217</id><published>2005-02-16T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T09:05:30.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bizzare English Translations</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;In a Tokyo Hotel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Is forbitten to steal hotel towels please. If you are not person to do such thing is please not to read notis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In a Paris hotel elevator:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Please leave your values at the front desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In a Yugoslavian hotel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The flattening of underwear with pleasure is the job of the chambermaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the lobby of a Moscow hotel across from a Russian Orthodox monastery:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You are welcome to visit the cemetery where famous Russian and Soviet composers, artists, and writers are buried daily except Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the menu of a Swiss restaurant:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Our wines leave you nothing to hope for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In a Hong Kong supermarket:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;For your convenience, we recommend courteous, efficient self-service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the door of a Moscow hotel room:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;If this is your first visit to the USSR, you are welcome to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two signs from a Majorcan shop entrance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;English well talking. - Here speeching American.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-110851593020135217?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/110851593020135217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=110851593020135217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110851593020135217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110851593020135217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/02/bizzare-english-translations.html' title='Bizzare English Translations'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-110836377334923298</id><published>2005-02-14T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T14:50:07.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>This is the legend of how St. Valentine's Day began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Roman Emperor Claudius II needed soldiers, he made a law against marrying because he felt that marriage made men want to stay home instead of fighting wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, a kindly priest named Valentine, seeing the love of young couples, married some secretly. But he was discovered and condemned to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in prison, Valentine showed his love for everyone. His jailer had a young daughter who was blind. And by a miracle, Valentine restored her sight. Just before his death, on February 14, he sent her a farewell message signed "From your Valentine".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, February 14 fell in the midst of a roman festival called the Lupercalia. When Christianity became the religion of Rome, this joyous day was changed to St. Valentine's Day, in honor of the saint who gave his life to help lovers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-110836377334923298?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/110836377334923298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=110836377334923298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110836377334923298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110836377334923298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-110816838486262004</id><published>2005-02-12T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T08:33:04.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Valentine's Day is a day of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where love is as bright as the sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We share kisses, and even a hug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With people we call our loved ones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unrequited love is oh! so harsh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When the one you love doesn't love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You feel you're left standing in the dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wishing this reality were untrue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well that's why Valentine's Day is so great&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It encourages you to show you care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It makes you just wanna say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you and will always be there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I once loved someone in this way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I was encouraged on Valentine's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went up to him, just to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would like you to be mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-110816838486262004?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/110816838486262004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=110816838486262004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110816838486262004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110816838486262004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/02/valentine.html' title='Valentine'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-110783144912921814</id><published>2005-02-08T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T10:57:29.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kung Hei Fat Choi</title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy New Year To All!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-110783144912921814?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/110783144912921814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=110783144912921814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110783144912921814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110783144912921814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/02/kung-hei-fat-choi.html' title='Kung Hei Fat Choi'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-110782274933588241</id><published>2005-02-08T08:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T08:32:29.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melanisms</title><content type='html'>M E L A N I S M S Just For Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - I won't stoop down to my level.&lt;br /&gt;- Hello? Bulag ka ba? Bingi ka ba? Are you dep?&lt;br /&gt;- 'Yung STD, baka sa maruming toilet lang niya nakuha yan.&lt;br /&gt;- Eh, ikaw ba naman, durugin ang ari mo... Pag di ka naman manutok ng baril.&lt;br /&gt;- We are lovers, not fighters.&lt;br /&gt;- My brother is not a girl; he's a gentleman.&lt;br /&gt;- That's why I'm a success, it's because I don't middle in other people's lives.&lt;br /&gt;- Don't judge my brother; he's not a book.&lt;br /&gt;- Kapatid ko pa rin siya. We are one and the same.&lt;br /&gt;- I don't eat meat. I'm not a carnival.&lt;br /&gt;- Eto na po ang pinakamaligayang pasko at manigong taon sa inyong lahat. (During her acceptance speech at a Metro Filmfest awards night where her bioflick, directed by her late father Temyong Marquez, won an award.&lt;br /&gt;- Sumasakit ang migraine ko.&lt;br /&gt;- Ang tatay ko ang only living legend na buhay!&lt;br /&gt;- Peri od na talaga; wala nang exclamation point. (When asked on S-Files if her present husband, Adam Lawyer, is her Mr. Right.).&lt;br /&gt;- At a talk show after her break-up with Derek Dee, Melanie was asked if she had some words for Derek's mother (whom she partly blamed for the separation). "Oo nga," said Melanie, "pero i-English-in ko para maintindihan niya." She looked into the camera and, with the peremptoriness of royalty, said, "And to you, Mrs. Dee, I have two words for you. Ang labo mo!"&lt;br /&gt;- When asked for a message to her daughter who was allegedly abused by their houseboy: "Don't worry little angel, big angel is here."&lt;br /&gt;- On what they should do to the houseboy who molested her kid: "He should be put behind bar."&lt;br /&gt;- "You can fool me once, you can even fool me twice, you can even fool me thrice. But you can never fool me four"&lt;br /&gt;- While waiting backstage during a noontime show, after watching Nikki Valdez do h er dance number. "Nikki, you're so galing. You should go to the States. You will sell hotcakes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-110782274933588241?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/110782274933588241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=110782274933588241' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110782274933588241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110782274933588241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/02/melanisms.html' title='Melanisms'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9092333.post-110774108017702557</id><published>2005-02-07T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T09:51:20.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring weekend</title><content type='html'>It was quite a tiring weekend I had. A birthday party last Saturday with a lot of kids, whattaday!!! Anyways, I did have fun thanks to the spaghetti and the drinks. Sunday was really a rest day for me but I had to go to the city to take Jordan to his barber and buy him a new pair of shoes. It was hot yesterday, mind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a nice start today. I have the good night sleep I had last night to thank. Now, I'm in front of my computer managing my blogs (I have several blogs) and ironing out my website. I still have  my email to check but that could wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go the the gym later this afternoon. The birthday party really did this thing to my tummy. If only there's an easier and quicker way to do it, then I would. But no liposuction for me! At least I enjoy going to the gym, that would do. Now back to my blogs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-110774108017702557?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/110774108017702557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=110774108017702557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110774108017702557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110774108017702557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/02/tiring-weekend.html' title='Tiring weekend'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-110756541348190378</id><published>2005-02-05T08:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T09:03:33.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>Today is Mimi's birthday. And later this afternoon, we're gonna have a children's party and I'm sure all the kids are gonna have lots of fun. She's three now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Mimi" src="https://www.sharemation.com/kaneshiro/pics/mimi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Migs'z birthday was last Thursday, 3rd of February, but his party will also be today. It's his 1st birthday. How happy he will be later, I'm sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Mimi" src="https://www.sharemation.com/kaneshiro/pics/migz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-110756541348190378?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/110756541348190378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=110756541348190378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110756541348190378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110756541348190378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/02/birthday-party.html' title='Birthday Party'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-110747806701064596</id><published>2005-02-04T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T08:47:47.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News</title><content type='html'>It's really good news, especially for me, that my friends are into blogs now, somehow. Like &lt;a href="http://leorick.blogspot.com" target=_blank&gt;Leorick&lt;/a&gt;, he started &lt;em&gt;caring&lt;/em&gt; for his blog since yesterday. Actually, he started his blog November of 2004. I hope this continues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;a href="http://carl26.blogspot.com" target=_blank&gt;Carl&lt;/a&gt;, he has also made one, I think it was also yesterday. He writes well, I love his ideas. Maybe one day, I will start copying them. Joke!!! Carl, keep it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all of you out there, start making yours now! Maybe this will be the next big hit after &lt;strong&gt;Friendster&lt;/strong&gt;. I'll be waiting so that I can link you up. See yah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-110747806701064596?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/110747806701064596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=110747806701064596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110747806701064596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110747806701064596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/02/good-news.html' title='Good News'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-110739077194542496</id><published>2005-02-03T08:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T08:32:51.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Riddles</title><content type='html'>* Why is a cow's tail like the bosom of a swan?&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;em&gt;Because irt grows down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* What question can never be answered "Yes"?&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;em&gt;"Are you asleep?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* &lt;/em&gt;Why is a dog biting its tail like a good manager?&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;em&gt;Because it makes both ends meet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Why do hens always lay eggs in the daytime?&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;em&gt;Because at night they become roosters.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt; The woods are two miles across. How far can you go into them?&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;em&gt;One mile. After that, you are going out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* What did one strawberry say to another?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;   If you weren't so fresh, we wouldn't be in this jam.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* What did one eye say to the other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;   There's something between us that smells.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-110739077194542496?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/110739077194542496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=110739077194542496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110739077194542496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110739077194542496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/02/riddles.html' title='Riddles'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-110730583767684841</id><published>2005-02-02T08:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T08:57:17.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>February</title><content type='html'>February is the &lt;a title="Second" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Second"&gt;second&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Month" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Month"&gt;month&lt;/a&gt; of the &lt;a title="Year" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Year"&gt;year&lt;/a&gt; in the &lt;a title="Gregorian Calendar" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gregorian_Calendar"&gt;Gregorian Calendar&lt;/a&gt;, with 28 &lt;a title="Day" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Day"&gt;days&lt;/a&gt; in regular years. In &lt;a title="Leap year" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leap_year"&gt;leap years&lt;/a&gt; February has 29 days. Three times in history a &lt;a title="February 30" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/February_30"&gt;February 30&lt;/a&gt; did occur.&lt;br /&gt;February was named for the &lt;a title="Roman Mythology" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roman_Mythology"&gt;Roman god&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Februus" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Februus"&gt;Februus&lt;/a&gt;, the god of purification. &lt;a title="January" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/January"&gt;January&lt;/a&gt; and February were the last two months to be added to the calendar, since the Romans originally considered &lt;a title="Winter" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Winter"&gt;winter&lt;/a&gt; a monthless period. This change was made by &lt;a title="Numa Pompilius" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Numa_Pompilius"&gt;Numa Pompilius&lt;/a&gt; about 700 BCE in order to bring the calendar in line with a standard lunar year. Numa's Februarius contained 29 days (30 in a leap year). &lt;a title="Augustus" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Augustus"&gt;Augustus&lt;/a&gt; is alledged to have removed one day from February and added it to &lt;a title="August" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/August"&gt;August&lt;/a&gt;, (renamed from &lt;a title="Sextilis" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sextilis"&gt;Sextilis&lt;/a&gt; to honor himself), so that &lt;a title="Julius Caesar" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Julius_Caesar"&gt;Julius Caesar&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a title="July" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/July"&gt;July&lt;/a&gt; would not contain more days. However there is little historical evidence to support this claim.&lt;br /&gt;February was nominally the last month of the Roman calendar, as the year originally began in &lt;a title="March" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/March"&gt;March&lt;/a&gt;. At certain intervals Roman priests inserted an intercalary month, &lt;a title="Mercedonius" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mercedonius"&gt;Mercedonius&lt;/a&gt;, after February to realign the year with the &lt;a title="Season" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Season"&gt;seasons&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Historical names for February include the &lt;a title="Anglo-Saxon" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anglo-Saxon"&gt;Anglo-Saxon&lt;/a&gt; terms Solmoneth (sun month) and Kale-monath (named for cabbage) as well as &lt;a title="Charlemagne" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charlemagne"&gt;Charlemagne&lt;/a&gt;'s designation Hornung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-110730583767684841?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/110730583767684841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=110730583767684841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110730583767684841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110730583767684841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/02/february.html' title='February'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-110678942538467077</id><published>2005-01-27T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T09:31:21.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomfooleries</title><content type='html'>Most jokes, riddles, and puns have been around for a long time; we usually do not discover new ones; we simply revive the old ones. But some people are better at reviving than others. One of the best is Alvin Schwartz, who wrote &lt;em&gt;Tomfoolery&lt;/em&gt;. Here are some tomfooleries:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take any number.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Add ten.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Subtract three.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now close your eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dark, isn't it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I knew a fellow who had snew in his blood.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's snew?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not much with me. What's new with you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;---&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I bet I can jump across the street.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I bet you can't.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Walk across the street and jump.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;---&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ask me if I'm a boat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you a boat?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes. Now ask me if I'm an airplane.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you an airplane?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, I just told you I'm a boat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-110678942538467077?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/110678942538467077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=110678942538467077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110678942538467077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110678942538467077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/01/tomfooleries.html' title='Tomfooleries'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-110653361580272281</id><published>2005-01-24T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T10:26:55.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlucky Friday</title><content type='html'>To cure British sailors of their silly, superstitious fead of Fridays, the British government laid the keel of a new ship on a Friday, launched her on a Friday, named her H.M.S. &lt;em&gt;Friday&lt;/em&gt;, and sent her on her first voyage on a Friday. Neither the ship nor her crew was ever seen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;The blood vessels in a blue whale are so large that a fully grown trout could swim comfortably through the major arteries and veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;The common garden snail, whose Latin name is&lt;em&gt; Helix aspersa, &lt;/em&gt;is both a male and a female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-110653361580272281?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/110653361580272281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=110653361580272281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110653361580272281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110653361580272281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/01/unlucky-friday.html' title='Unlucky Friday'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-110635955507323993</id><published>2005-01-22T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T10:05:55.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten Animals</title><content type='html'>The cat is the only domestic animal not mentioned in the Bible. Clearly, the cat never entered heaven. Indeed, tradition says only ten animals did. They are listed here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ten animals, and ten alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Were raised to Paradise-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Gate is closed to Cuttlefish,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Gate is closed to Flies;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Crabs and Worms must stay outside,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Geese and Chimpanzees-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But Kratim's there (the Dog who speaks).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He prays along with these:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Calf of Abraham; the Ant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of Solomon, in prayer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With Sheba's Cuckoo; Moses' Ox;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muhammad's milk-white Mare.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There Ram of Isaac, Jonah's Whale&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And Saleh's Camel raise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Their voices to their risen Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With Balaam's Ass... who brays.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- W.R.E.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-110635955507323993?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/110635955507323993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=110635955507323993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110635955507323993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110635955507323993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/01/ten-animals.html' title='Ten Animals'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-110611020765265098</id><published>2005-01-19T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T12:50:07.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Good!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.att.net/~slugbutter/evil/" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.att.net/~slugbutter/evil/good.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.att.net/~slugbutter/evil/" target="new"&gt;How evil are &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-110611020765265098?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/110611020765265098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=110611020765265098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110611020765265098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110611020765265098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-good.html' title='I&apos;m Good!!!'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-110601259446855957</id><published>2005-01-18T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T09:43:14.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down Goes Ezra</title><content type='html'>For a lark,&lt;br /&gt;For a prank,&lt;br /&gt;Ezra Clark&lt;br /&gt;Walked a plank.&lt;br /&gt;These bubbles mark&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;o&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;o&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;o&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;o&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;o&lt;br /&gt;Where Ezra sank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-110601259446855957?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/110601259446855957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=110601259446855957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110601259446855957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110601259446855957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/01/down-goes-ezra.html' title='Down Goes Ezra'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-110557888920657526</id><published>2005-01-13T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T09:14:49.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superstitions</title><content type='html'>I know you aren't superstitious. You don't stay in bed on Friday the Thirteenth. You walk under a ladder without thinking twice about it. (Perhaps you should think twice though; a bucket of paint may fall on your head.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not everybody else is as clever as you. Why, there may be children in your own class who believe superstitions like these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That part of your soul is caught in a picture of you. Primitive people sometimes refuse to have their photograph taken, for fear that it can be used to bewitch them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That a pinch of salt thrown over the left shoulder will protect you from bad luck. It is supposed to keep the devil at a distance. And if salt is spilled, there will be a quarrel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That bubbles in coffee mean money, while bubbles in a teacup mean visitors are coming. (A sudden itch, or silverware falling to the floor, also is a sign of visitors.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That if your ears burn, someone is talking about you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That if you step on a crack, you will fail at something you are trying to do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That it is bad luck to break a mirror, postpone a wedding, or open an umbrella indoors. (Or for that matter, to turn back from a journey, stub a toe, wear clothes inside out, meet a funeral procession, sit on a table, or leave a house through a window.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That it is good luck to possess a rabbit's foot or horseshoe, find a four-leaf clover, meet a black cat or pick up a pin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That fairies, elves, and sprites help human beings, while gnomes and goblins are full of mischief, causing milk to sour and even stealing babies and leaving changelings in their place.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, you don't believe such nonsense. Just to make sure that nothing bad happens, though, it might be a good idea to touch wood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-110557888920657526?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/110557888920657526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=110557888920657526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110557888920657526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110557888920657526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/01/superstitions.html' title='Superstitions'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-110550108569892623</id><published>2005-01-12T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T11:38:05.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epitaphs</title><content type='html'>An epitaph is an inscription on a tombstone. Those below were carved many years ago. A tombstone seems an odd place for a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ON ANN MAN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here lies Ann Mann;&lt;br /&gt;She lived an old maid&lt;br /&gt;But died an old Mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ON OWEN MOORE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owen Moore:&lt;br /&gt;Gone away&lt;br /&gt;Owin' More&lt;br /&gt;Than he could pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ON MARY WEARY, HOUSEWIFE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dere friends I am going&lt;br /&gt;Where washing ain't done&lt;br /&gt;Or cooking or sewing;&lt;br /&gt;Don't mourn for me now&lt;br /&gt;Or weep for me never:&lt;br /&gt;For I go to do nothing&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-110550108569892623?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/110550108569892623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=110550108569892623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110550108569892623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110550108569892623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/01/epitaphs.html' title='Epitaphs'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-110540827220137193</id><published>2005-01-11T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T09:51:12.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Animal Alphabet</title><content type='html'>The first letter of the first line in the verse is A; the first letter of the second verse line is B; and so on through the alphabet. The verse names 104 animals, birds, fish, and insects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alligator, beetle, porcupine, whale,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bobolink, panther, dragonfly, snail,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crocodile, monkey, buffalo, hare,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dromedary, leopard, mud turtle, bear,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elephant, badger, pelican, ox,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flying fish, reindeer, anaconda, fox,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guinea pig, dolphin, antelope, goose,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hummingbird, weasel, pickerel, moose,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ibex, rhinoceros, owl, kangaroo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jackal, opossum, toad, cockatoo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kingfisher, peacock, anteater, bat,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lizard, ichneumon, honeybee, rat,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mockingbird, camel, grasshopper, mouse,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nightingale, spider, cuttlefish, grouse,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ocelot, pheasant, wolverine, auk,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Periwinkle, ermine, katydid, hawk,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quail, hippopotamus, armadillo, moth,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rattlesnake, lion, woodpecker, sloth,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Salamander, goldfinch, angleworm, dog,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tiger, flamingo, scorpion, frog,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unicorn, ostrich, nautilus, mole,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Viper, gorilla, basilisk, sole,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whippoorwill, beaver, centipede, fawn,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Xema, canary, tadpole, swan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yellowhammer, eagle, hyena, lark,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zebra, chameleon, butterfly, shark.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-110540827220137193?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/110540827220137193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=110540827220137193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110540827220137193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110540827220137193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/01/animal-alphabet.html' title='Animal Alphabet'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-110532161722997194</id><published>2005-01-10T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T09:47:27.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Gemini Am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;You are &lt;b&gt;53&lt;/b&gt;% Gemini&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/gemini.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/astrologyquizzes.html"&gt;How much do you match your zodiac sign?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-110532161722997194?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/110532161722997194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=110532161722997194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110532161722997194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110532161722997194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/01/how-gemini-am-i.html' title='How Gemini Am I?'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-110506488075110060</id><published>2005-01-07T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T10:32:36.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Many Apples?</title><content type='html'>In magic tricks, the magician makes you think he is doing one thing, say stuffing a handkerchief into his thumb, when he is really doing something else. Riddles are a kind of word magic: The question is put so as to fool you, instead of helping you get the answer. The first three questions below are old-fashioned riddles, but the last two are different. After all, how can you know how many bones you have in your body unless someone tells you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A farmer in Kent has a beautiful plum tree. The main trunk has 24 branches, each branch has 12 boughs, each bough has 6 twigs and each twig bears 1 fruit. How many apples are on the tree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How do you pronounce VOLIX?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A rope ladder 12 feet long is hanging over the side of a ship. The rungs of the ladder are one foot apart, and the lowest rung is resting on the top of the ocean. The tide rises six inches an hour. How long will it take for the first four rungs of the ladder to be underwater?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A very fat woman and two very thin women have to cross a stream in a boat that can carry only 90 kilos. The fat woman weighs 90 kilos and the two very thin women weigh 45 kilos each. How can they cross?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When Alexander says to Elliot, "I'll break every bone in your body," how many bones is he talking about? 100? 200? 500? 1,000?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To know the answers, click &lt;a href="https://www.sharemation.com/kaneshiro/forms/answers.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-110506488075110060?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/110506488075110060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=110506488075110060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110506488075110060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110506488075110060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/01/how-many-apples.html' title='How Many Apples?'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-110497451692323476</id><published>2005-01-06T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T09:21:56.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accidental English</title><content type='html'>After car accidents, the drivers are supposed to write out everything that happened so that their insurance companies can tell who was to blame. Sometimes the drivers are still in shock, and their reports don't make much sense. Those that follow are cross-my-heart-and-hope-to-die true; they were copied from insurance forms by an honest man:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coming home, I drove into the wrong house and collided with a tree I don't have.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A pedestrian hit me and went under my car.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The man was all over the road; I had to swerve a number of times before I hit him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had been driving my car for forty years when I fell asleep at the wheel and had an accident.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was sure the old fellow would never make it to the other side of the street when I struck him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The pedestrian had no idea which direction to go, so I ran over him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was thrown from my car as it left the road. I was later found in a ditch by some stray cows.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The telephone pole was approaching fast. I attempted to swerve out of the way, when it struck the front of my car.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-110497451692323476?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/110497451692323476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=110497451692323476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110497451692323476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110497451692323476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/01/accidental-english.html' title='Accidental English'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-110488943063867710</id><published>2005-01-05T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T09:43:50.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Skirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;miniskirtminiskirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;miniskirtminiskirtmi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;niskirtminiskirtminisk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;irtminiskirtminiskirtmin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;l                     l&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e                     e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;g                     g&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;l                     l&lt;br /&gt;e                     e&lt;br /&gt;g                     g&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;l                     l&lt;br /&gt;e                     e&lt;br /&gt;g                     g&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shoe                    shoe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-110488943063867710?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/110488943063867710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=110488943063867710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110488943063867710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110488943063867710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/01/mini-skirt.html' title='Mini Skirt'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-110472341846398394</id><published>2005-01-03T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T11:36:58.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>January</title><content type='html'>January is the first month of the year in the Gregorian Calendar, and has 31 days. It is named for Janus, the Roman god of doors and gateways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original Roman calendar consisted of 10 months (304 days). The Romans originally considered winter a monthless period. Circa 700 BCE Romulus' successor, King Numa Pompilius, added the months of January and February allowing the calendar to equal a standard lunar year (354 days). A Roman superstition against even numbers resulted in the addition of one day thus equalling 355 days. Although March was originally the first month, January usurped that position because that was when consuls were usually chosen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of the month is known as New Year's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Historical names for January include its original Roman designation, Januarius, the Saxon term Wulf-monath (meaning wolf month) and Charlemagne's designation Wintarmanoth (winter / cold month).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-110472341846398394?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/110472341846398394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=110472341846398394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110472341846398394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110472341846398394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2005/01/january_03.html' title='January'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-110446052128458709</id><published>2004-12-31T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T10:35:21.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.sharemation.com/kaneshiro/pics/happy%20new%20year%20kiss.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy new year to you all! May the start of the year welcome you with good things and blessings that will make you happy and healthy the whole year round!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-110446052128458709?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/110446052128458709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=110446052128458709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110446052128458709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110446052128458709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2004/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!!'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</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-9092333.post-110437177678401167</id><published>2004-12-30T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T09:56:16.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If You Ever</title><content type='html'>If you ever ever ever ever ever&lt;br /&gt;If you ever ever ever meet a whale&lt;br /&gt;You must never never never never never&lt;br /&gt;You must never never never touch its tail;&lt;br /&gt;For if you ever ever ever ever ever,&lt;br /&gt;If you ever ever ever touch its tail,&lt;br /&gt;You will never never never never never&lt;br /&gt;You will never never meet another whale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9092333-110437177678401167?l=cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/feeds/110437177678401167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9092333&amp;postID=110437177678401167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110437177678401167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9092333/posts/default/110437177678401167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutekaneshiro.blogspot.com/2004/12/if-you-ever.html' title='If You Ever'/><author><name>We Are All Under The Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927857562021884995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
