<?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-2065553719392385636</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:39:24.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live your life to the fullest</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Michelle Aurie Robosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02152812703233378888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SMIrYi9nRuI/AAAAAAAAALc/nPV5iEPYHro/S220/mitch184.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065553719392385636.post-1984019373967530101</id><published>2011-10-05T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T02:31:39.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walang ORIGINALITY! In short COPYCAT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mbl notesBlogText clearfix"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have your OWN Identity. Huwag mong gayahin ang ibang tao dahil sa alam mo na isa siyang wholesome, magaling manamit at pinupuri ng lahat. Dahil sa hangad mo ring purihin ng iba, gumagawa ka ng paraan para maging katulad niya. Ginagaya mo ang PUSTURA, AYOS at ISTILO niya. Mga ilang halimbawa ng mga &lt;strong&gt;COPYCAT&lt;/strong&gt; na nakakalat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Una&lt;/strong&gt;: Umaga nakita ka niyang paalis at may pupuntahan. Nakita niya ang bagong sapatos mo na kahit matagal ng uso, ei masasabi mo namang bagay sayo. Pagkalipas ng ilang araw meron na rin siya nito at katulad ng kulay ng bago mong sapatos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pangalawa&lt;/strong&gt;: Dahil sa wala pa xang pera sa ngaun, pag-iiponan niyang gayahin ang alahas na suot mo nong isang araw. Magugulat ka na lang nakita mo siya na nakasuot na ng katulad na katulad sa kwintas na suot mo nong isang araw pati pendant ganoon din.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pangatlo&lt;/strong&gt;: Nakita niya may bago kang picture sa FB. Dali-dali niya itong binuksan, tinignan niya ang lahat ng ito. Pagkalipas ng ilang araw ginaya niya ang pananamit mo sa picture na nakaupload sa FB mo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pangapat&lt;/strong&gt;: Lahat ng bago mong gamit like RELO. Ginaya niya bumili siya, pareho ng style at kulay lang ang pagkakaiba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Panglima&lt;/strong&gt;: Lagi niyang tinitignan ang picture mo sa FB dahil sa gusto niyang gayahin ang mga kulay ng damit mo at baka may bago kang piture na iaupload. Makakita pa ulit siya ng bago mong damit. Daig pa niya ang pagiging STALKER mo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pang-anim&lt;/strong&gt;: Pagdating sa pagpo-pose sa picture.. hahaha,, Pati ba naman ito gagayahin pa niya. Pero oo pati 'to ginagaya niya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pangpito&lt;/strong&gt;: Curious siya sa kung anong ginagamit mong facial cream dahil maputi at makinis ang face mo. Gusto niya itong gayahin dahil baka maging katulad ka niya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pangwalo&lt;/strong&gt;: Sumisilip at minsan pumupunta siya sa haus nyo para makasilip ng mga bagay na magagaya niya sayo. Haizt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pang-siyam&lt;/strong&gt;: Kapag andyan ka na .. todo siya sa pag-ienglish para akalain ng lahat na isa siyang magaling na ENGLISERA at mas magaling siya sayo. Kahit alam mo sa sarili mo na English-CARABAO siya ay dideadmahin mo na lang siya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pang-sampu&lt;/strong&gt;: Dahil sa alam niyang mabait ka. Aakalain niyang hindi ka nakakahalata at di mo nakikita ang panggagaya niya sa damit mo, damit pangtulog mong duster, alahas mo, sapatos mo, rebonded mong buhok, relo mo, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bakit kaya may mga taong sadyang gaya-gaya? Okay lang sana kung NAGKAKATAON lang, pero hindi ei dahil LAGI nalang niyang GINAGAYA lahat ng bagay na ginagawa mo sa buhay mo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pero wala tayong magagawa kung dyan sila nagiging masaya. Mag-ingat na lamang tayo sa mga taong COPYCAT. Baka sa paglipas ng araw ay malaman nyo na lamang na may &lt;strong&gt;KAKAMBAL&lt;/strong&gt; na kayo.. ahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Magkaiba ang paga-&lt;strong&gt;IDOLIZE&lt;/strong&gt; sa pagiging &lt;strong&gt;COPYCAT&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well.. kung sa inyo man nangyayari ang mga halimbawa na nabanggit. Ano ang iisipin nyo? Pagiging COPYCAT nga ba talaga ito? Kayo ang humusga. Kung pagiging COPYCAT ito, &lt;strong&gt;ano ang gagawin niyo?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/2065553719392385636-1984019373967530101?l=cutemaurie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/feeds/1984019373967530101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2065553719392385636&amp;postID=1984019373967530101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/1984019373967530101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/1984019373967530101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/2011/10/walang-originality-in-short-copycat.html' title='Walang ORIGINALITY! In short COPYCAT!'/><author><name>Michelle Aurie Robosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02152812703233378888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SMIrYi9nRuI/AAAAAAAAALc/nPV5iEPYHro/S220/mitch184.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065553719392385636.post-2866869588609768632</id><published>2009-11-27T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T00:02:14.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irespeto mo ang iba at irerespeto ka din nila</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;“Inererespeto ko kayo kaya irespeto nyo ko”. Yan ang line ng nag-iisa kong boss sa branch noon. Iba siya sa lahat ng boss na nakilala ko. Kapag may mga bagay na nangyayari na sa paningin niya ito ay mali, dideresto na siya agad sa human resource na parang batang sipunin at magsusumbong. Ganon nga ba ang responsabling boss? Kasalungat siya ng dating boss namin na pinalitan niya. Dapat sanay kung alam niya pa sanang solusyunan ang problema’y gumawa muna siya ng isang aksyon na makakalutas sa problemang naiincounter niya. Meron akong mga kasamahan sa trabaho na tinik sa lalamunan niya kaya gumawa siya ng paraan para maalis ang mga ito sa trabaho. Mababait at iginagalang siya ng aking mga kasama ngunit hindi ko alam kung anong respeto ang gusto niyang gawin namin sa kanya. Kung luluhod pa ba kami pag siya ay dumarating o punasan namin ang sapatos niya evertime na kakausapin niya kami? Nawala at naalis sa trabaho ang iba kong mga kaworkmate ng walang kalaban- laban sa kanya. Pamilyado sila ngunit wala siyang awa. Pagkatapos mawala ang mga ito, ako ang isinunod niyang pinag-initan. Meron siyang inutos sa akin na hindi ko agad nagawa, gusto niya kasi pag nag-utos siya’y agad agaran na gagawin at parang wala ng bukas. Kahit may ginagawa ako, pinilit ko paring gawin ang inuutos niya. Sumagot po ako ng “opo sir”, ngunit nakalimutan kong tanungin ang email add ng pagsesendan ng pinapagawa niya. Nong tanungin ko sa kanya, sa hindi inaasahan sinigawan niya ako sa harap ng maraming tao kabilang ang kaworkmate ko at mga customer na nakaupo sa isang sulok. Nabigla ako sa pagsigaw niya at hindi ko rin iniexpect na isinumbong agad niya ako sa nakatataas. Nasa harapan kami ng HR ng biglang sabihin niyang “Kung lalaki ka lang matagal na kitang sinuntok”. Binaliktad niya ako at sinabing nakasimangot daw ako na sumagot sa kanya. Hindi na nga ako umimik at hinayaan ko na nga na pahiyain ako sa harap ng maraming tao sa huli siya ang kinampihan. Ang rason nila’y mas mataas ang position niya kaya dapat siya ang nararapat na kampihan. Magmula non, gumawa pa siya ng paraan para ilipat ako ng position (sa mas mababa kaysa dati kong trabaho). Inallow un ng mga taong matataas na kumampi sa kanya. Kailan mo nga ba dapat na igalang at irespeto ang isang tao? Dahil nga ba sa position? Or dahil sa sinabi niya lang na irespeto siya kahit alam niya sa sarili niya na siya mismo walang respeto sa kapwa niya? Ang respeto hindi yon hinihingi. Nanggagaling yon sa tao, kung ano ang ibinibigay mo sa iba yon ang ibabalik nila sayo. Katulad niya, isa siyang edukadong tao ngunit hindi mo yon makikita sa kanya. Sa mata ng aking kaworkmate at mga customers siya ang kahiya-hiya. Isa lang ang nasabi ng mga taong nakakita sa pagsigaw niya “Napakaunprofessional niya at napakabastos hindi lang bilang boss kundi bilang tao”. Isa siyang lalaki ngunit babae ang inaaway niya at pinipersonal niya. Actually hindi lang ako ang ginawahan niya ng ganito pati ang dati kong kaworkmate na babae na pinilit niya ring paalisin. Hindi ko alam kung anong meron siya, kung bakit malakas siya sa management. Basta iisa lang ang alam ko, ginagawa ko ang trabaho ko at yon ang nararapat. Bakit kaya may mga taong ganito pa na kuntento na inaapi ang iba? Galing din sila sa mababang position kaya nararapat lang na igalang nila at irespeto ang empleyado, maging janitor man ito o janitress. Ang respeto hindi yon sinasabi kundi ginagawa at pinapakita sa iba. Irespeto mo ang iba at irerespeto ka din nila.&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/2065553719392385636-2866869588609768632?l=cutemaurie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/feeds/2866869588609768632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2065553719392385636&amp;postID=2866869588609768632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/2866869588609768632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/2866869588609768632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/2009/11/irespeto-mo-ang-iba-at-irerespeto-ka.html' title='Irespeto mo ang iba at irerespeto ka din nila'/><author><name>Michelle Aurie Robosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02152812703233378888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SMIrYi9nRuI/AAAAAAAAALc/nPV5iEPYHro/S220/mitch184.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065553719392385636.post-525696708897445885</id><published>2009-10-30T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T23:58:56.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;"  align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Antagal ko ring hindi nagparamdam sa blog na to noh? Well.. andami kasi akong ginawa sa buhay ko na kahit sulyap ay hindi ko magawa sa website na to..hehe. Anyway, Nagbalik na po ang inyong lingkod at gusto ko pong ikwento lahat ng nangyari sa aking buhay kung bakit hindi ako nakapagsulat sa blog na ito. Una, inasikaso ko po ang aking second course which is Computer Hardware Servicing at pagkagraduate ay tumungo ako sa Caloocan City para mag-exam ng tesda NCII. I’m so bless kasi nakapasa naman at nasa aking mga kamay na ang certificate na nagpapatunay na nakapasa ako sa examination na iyon. After graduation, natanggap ako sa IT company, nagpapasalamat ako dahil naiapply ko ang course na kinuha ko. Isa akong computer technician doon na bibihirang maging trabaho ng babaeng tulad ko. Andami kong natutunan sa trabahong iyon. Sadya ngang totoo ang sinasabi nila na magsikap ka lang at may magandang mangyayari sa buhay mo.&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/2065553719392385636-525696708897445885?l=cutemaurie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/feeds/525696708897445885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2065553719392385636&amp;postID=525696708897445885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/525696708897445885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/525696708897445885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>Michelle Aurie Robosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02152812703233378888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SMIrYi9nRuI/AAAAAAAAALc/nPV5iEPYHro/S220/mitch184.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065553719392385636.post-1545326987992184267</id><published>2008-09-16T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T18:07:07.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playboy &amp; Playgirl matter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SM93Fg8-uCI/AAAAAAAAAMU/eRmpBzpXYAg/s1600-h/twotimer3xf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SM93Fg8-uCI/AAAAAAAAAMU/eRmpBzpXYAg/s320/twotimer3xf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246543027538671650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In reality of life, we must accept the fact that there are average playboy and playgirl spread out there. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ano nga ba ang kahulugan ng &lt;/span&gt;playboy or playgirl? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa tagalog Salawahan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang taong hindi makuntento sa isa, ang taong naghahanap pa ng iba kahit meron ng isa.&lt;/span&gt; I can’t understand why they continuously act for it despite they knew it is not right. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Para lang ba maipagmayabang na madami silang naging&lt;/span&gt; boyfriend or girlfriend? Or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;para masabing&lt;/span&gt; they are pretty &amp;amp; sexy or handsome &amp;amp; macho among the others? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Huwag nating ituring na biro ang&lt;/span&gt; love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dahil sagrado ito sa lahat ng bagay.&lt;/span&gt; We should love the person who is willing to love and give everything to us. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lahat ng&lt;/span&gt; playboy or playgirl &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ay hindi nagbibigay ng importansya sa mga taong nagmamahal sa kanila. Hindi madaling magtiwala sa mga taong ito kahit na ilang beses nilang sabihing mahal ka nila. Nakakaawa ang mga taong naluluko at pinapaasa ng mga ito. Pero bakit nga ba nila ito ginagawa? Ano ang tunay na dahilan nila?  Kahit na alam nilang makakasakit sila ng damdamin ng iba? Kulang lang ba sila sa pansin? Nasaktan na ba sila dati kaya sila bumabawi? Karaniwang ang isa sa mga dahilan kung bakit minsan mas pinipili nilang magmahal ng dalawa o higit pa dahil takot silang maiwanan ng nag-iisa. Para daw may reserba. Kaya kahit mawala yong isa ay okay lang dahil andyan pa naman yong isa. Parang sa pelikula “Si Aida, Si Lorna o si Fe”. Minsan tuloy napapaisip ako kung meron pa bang matitinong lalaki sa mundo ngayon? Siguro meron pa&lt;/span&gt; but in one million guys in this world perhaps there is only one person or two persons who is loyal and sensible, you’re lucky if you pick him/ her. I have this one friend of mine, who confess and reason out for being a playboy, but what he said is not valid for me.  He told me that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nagluluko daw siya dahil nagkukulang daw ng atensyon ang&lt;/span&gt; girlfriend &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;niya sa kanya. Sabi ko naman&lt;/span&gt; “Oh come on, that’s not a valid reason &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;para magluko ka&lt;/span&gt;, if you love your girlfriend, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hindi ka dapat nagto&lt;/span&gt;two timer”. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pero hanggang ngayon pinagpapatuloy pa rin niya ang kalukuhan niya.&lt;/span&gt; For me,  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mas mabuting i-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; nalang nila yong &lt;/span&gt;girlfriend or boyfriend &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nila kaysa gawin silang tanga at niluluko lang&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;diba&lt;/span&gt;?. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oo nga at tao lang tayo, nagkakamali din pero kaya nga tayo binigyan ng sariling pag-iisip para gamitin natin ito at isipin ang kapakanan din ng ibang tao hindi ang sarili lang natin. Mahirap mag-isip kapag puso na ang pinag-uusapan pero tanong ko sayo, “gusto mo bang ang taong mahal mo or mamahalin mo ay aagawin ng iba sayo?”&lt;/span&gt;. And we must remember &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naghihintay lang ang karma at meron itong dalawang klase, may&lt;/span&gt; GOOD Karma &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at meron ding&lt;/span&gt; BAD Karma. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kaya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Girls and Boys out there&lt;/span&gt; “CHANGE FOR THE BETTER ok?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2065553719392385636-1545326987992184267?l=cutemaurie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/feeds/1545326987992184267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2065553719392385636&amp;postID=1545326987992184267' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/1545326987992184267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/1545326987992184267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/2008/09/playboy-playgirl-matter.html' title='Playboy &amp; Playgirl matter'/><author><name>Michelle Aurie Robosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02152812703233378888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SMIrYi9nRuI/AAAAAAAAALc/nPV5iEPYHro/S220/mitch184.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SM93Fg8-uCI/AAAAAAAAAMU/eRmpBzpXYAg/s72-c/twotimer3xf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065553719392385636.post-6832294600807482732</id><published>2008-09-10T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T23:38:53.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Through thick and thin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SMeHet6Ke4I/AAAAAAAAAL0/jqJC8MKto7Q/s1600-h/holding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SMeHet6Ke4I/AAAAAAAAAL0/jqJC8MKto7Q/s320/holding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244309252885609346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Friends through thick and thin”. Those are the words I read in magazine. All of a sudden I started to ask my self, “Do true friend exist?”  I must say that I meet lots of people in my amble of life but not all of them are my real friend. Almost all of them, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaibigan ng pangmadalian lang&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maraming klaseng kaibigan ang nagkalat o nilalang dito sa mundong ating ginagalawan.  May iba, kaibigan mo ngayon pero bukas hindi na. Ang iba, kaibigan ka lang kapag may kailangan. Ang iba, kaibigan ka lang ngayon pero kapag wala ka ng pera ay mawawala din sila sayo. Ang iba, akala mo kaibigan mo sila &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;for life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; pero kapag magkalayo na kayo kasabay din non ang paglimot nila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bibihira na lang tayong makatagpo ng tunay na kaibigan ngayon. Yong tunay na magmamalasakit sa’yo at matatakbuhan mo sa oras ng kagipitan. Ang taong pipiliing sabihin ang isang bagay kahit alam niyang masasaktan ka, basta masabi ang totoo.&lt;/span&gt; Who will help you without expecting anything in return and who will support you in every decision you make. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sabi nga nila, maraming sitwasyon ang susubok para masabi kung anong klaseng kaibigan ang mayroon ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mapapalad ang mga taong nakakatagpo ng mga tunay na kaibigan&lt;/span&gt; because finding a true friend is the hardest thing to do and as Shakespeare says “If you find a true friend then tie him with chains of steel.” Meaning never let go of the person you call true friend because they are peculiar specie. C:&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/2065553719392385636-6832294600807482732?l=cutemaurie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/feeds/6832294600807482732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2065553719392385636&amp;postID=6832294600807482732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/6832294600807482732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/6832294600807482732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/2008/09/through-thick-and-thin.html' title='Through thick and thin'/><author><name>Michelle Aurie Robosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02152812703233378888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SMIrYi9nRuI/AAAAAAAAALc/nPV5iEPYHro/S220/mitch184.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SMeHet6Ke4I/AAAAAAAAAL0/jqJC8MKto7Q/s72-c/holding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065553719392385636.post-6686351038934548107</id><published>2008-08-30T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T20:42:31.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters? Uso pa ba?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SLkD9QnegoI/AAAAAAAAAK8/iISXN47SLXI/s1600-h/sulat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SLkD9QnegoI/AAAAAAAAAK8/iISXN47SLXI/s320/sulat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240223992389730946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;These days, I’m sure that Technologies is quite spread out not only in our country but also in different nations as well. Many gadgets now a days invented to help us and to acquire easiest way to communicate on our love ones. All of us are probably own an account in friendster, myspace, yahoo messenger, etc. One of the major gadgets we are using right now is cell phones. But as I can remember, snail mail is the most active to use before, just to communicate. It has classifications, for instances are friendship letter, family letter, love letter, etc. But if you will ask me for what I prefer, I would rather choose mail. Don’t get me wrong for that. My main reason is… I can keep it as a remembrance and as you can see it is also my collections. I particularly put it in my crucial box and read it all the time. For me it is more appreciated than via electronic devices like cell phones because you can erase your text messages and if you have already not enough memory or if your cell phone got a virus, you have no choice but to eradicate the message you’ve receive. But of course, the disadvantage of a mail is... You cannot receive/ get your messages at the same time and you have to wait for a couple of weeks. But despite of this, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;marami paring na in-love sa mga katagang “Mahal kong Iniirog”, “Minamahal Ko&lt;/span&gt;”, “Dear Love”, “Dear Sweetheart”, “Dear Baby”..blah blah blah. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Isa sa mga ‘to ang ancle at antie ko&lt;/span&gt;, they are pen pals and became lovers. Although they had long distance relationship, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hindi yon naging&lt;/span&gt; hindrance&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sa&lt;/span&gt; relationship &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nila&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kahit na malayo sa isa’t isa ay lagi parin silang nagiging masaya pagdating ng sulat galing sa pinakamamahal nila.&lt;/span&gt; I also remember my friend in high school, someone gave her a letter and it’s indicating there “From Your Secret Admirer”. My friend didn’t expect that the person who gave that letter is her ultimate crush in the campus. She was so happy then. There are some people who cannot express themselves through oral or actions so they exclaim their true feelings through handwriting, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dinadaanan nalang sa kapirasong papel&lt;/span&gt;. But Letters is not any longer in the vocabulary mind of people, we have already broadly technologies and as a graduate of computer related course “I’m aware of it”. . &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Uso pa ba ang sulat sa panahon ngayon? Sa akin oo&lt;/span&gt;, because nakatago parin ang mga ito. How about you? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Uso pa ba sa’yo ang sulat? or mas naaappreciate mo ang&lt;/span&gt; technology &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na meron na tayo ngayon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2065553719392385636-6686351038934548107?l=cutemaurie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/feeds/6686351038934548107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2065553719392385636&amp;postID=6686351038934548107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/6686351038934548107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/6686351038934548107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/2008/08/letters-uso-pa-ba.html' title='Letters? Uso pa ba?'/><author><name>Michelle Aurie Robosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02152812703233378888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SMIrYi9nRuI/AAAAAAAAALc/nPV5iEPYHro/S220/mitch184.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SLkD9QnegoI/AAAAAAAAAK8/iISXN47SLXI/s72-c/sulat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065553719392385636.post-8774226504959800414</id><published>2008-08-28T23:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T22:11:38.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hindi lang sa pelikula nangyayari</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SLeZ6ZLkmvI/AAAAAAAAAKw/fxxAalyXJ6A/s1600-h/love-enemies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SLeZ6ZLkmvI/AAAAAAAAAKw/fxxAalyXJ6A/s320/love-enemies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239825919939746546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Hindi ko talaga maintindihan kung bakit marami pa ring nagkalat sa mundo na mga taong walang alam gawin kundi gumawa ng masama sa kapwa nila. Kahit kabaitan ang iyong ipinapakita sa kanila ay hindi ka pa sinusuklian ng kabutihan. Hindi lang pala sa pelikula o teleserye nangyayari ito dahil maging sa realidad ng buhay ay nangyayari ito. Mayroon kasi akong kilalang tao na sobrang bait kapag nakaharap siya sayo ngunit nagbabalat kayo pala. Kinakaibigan ka niya, inaalam ang kahinaan mo at  hindi mo nalalaman na pagtalikod mo ay doon ka niya tinitira. Hindi pa siya nakuntento, nagsumbong pa siya sa iba at pinalabas na siya ang tama. Nagtsismis pa siya. Marunong siyang gumawa ng istorya, marunong siyang magdrama pano naman kasi mataas ang kursong natapos niya. Iyon ata ang major subject niya, ang karunungang magbaliktad ng tao. Ngunit kahit gaano kataas ang pinag-aralan niya, kung atin lamang pakaiisipin daig pa niya ang taong walang pinag-aralan dahil wala siyang kaprofe-professionalism sa katawan. Pareho kayong nagtapos ng college pero iba ang ugaling meron siya. Marahil iyon ang itinuro sa kanya sa lugar na kinalakihan niya. Wala siyang pakialam kung mali ang kanyang ginagawa dahil para sa kanya ‘yon ang tama. Alam ko marami rin sa atin ang naka-encounter or nakakaincounter pa lang ng mga taong ganito. Diba tayo ang lumalabas na bida at sila ang kontrabida?. Don naman sa mga taong hindi pa nakaencounter ng mga katulad ng taong ito “Beware kayo” Minsan mas maganda talagang huwag munang magtiwala sa ibang tao hangga’t hindi mo pa siya lubusang nakikilala. Pareho tayong nabubuhay sa mundong ito at minsan lang tayo mabuhay kaya sana gawin natin itong makabuluhan. Huwag tayong gagawa ng masama sa kapwa natin dahil baka pagdating ng araw sarili din natin ang maniningil sa atin. Lahat ng ginawa natin sa iba ay babato o babalik din sa atin. Sa mga katulad kong bida, sundin nalang natin ang utos ng Diyos “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mahalin mo ang iyong kaaway&lt;/span&gt;” – &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matthew 5:43-48&lt;/span&gt;. Dahil darating din ang araw na ang mga taong yan na kontrabida ngayon ay makakatagpo din ng mga taong kontrabida na mang-aapi sa kanila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ang nagpapakataas ay ibaba at ang nagpapakababa ay itataas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;." (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Mateo 23:12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &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/2065553719392385636-8774226504959800414?l=cutemaurie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/feeds/8774226504959800414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2065553719392385636&amp;postID=8774226504959800414' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/8774226504959800414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/8774226504959800414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/2008/08/hindi-lang-sa-pelikula-nangyayari.html' title='Hindi lang sa pelikula nangyayari'/><author><name>Michelle Aurie Robosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02152812703233378888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SMIrYi9nRuI/AAAAAAAAALc/nPV5iEPYHro/S220/mitch184.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SLeZ6ZLkmvI/AAAAAAAAAKw/fxxAalyXJ6A/s72-c/love-enemies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065553719392385636.post-127793113602895052</id><published>2008-08-27T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T21:36:25.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>“Kuripot” is not that bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SLUNQ6TMPwI/AAAAAAAAAKg/SmVuWSoEPNk/s1600-h/piggy+bank.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SLUNQ6TMPwI/AAAAAAAAAKg/SmVuWSoEPNk/s320/piggy+bank.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239108325694258946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I admit I’m &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kuripot.&lt;/span&gt;  Even though my friends brings to their mind and laugh at me. I just being myself and I’m not ashamed for being frugal. Oftentimes when I come home from my work, I count every centavo in my wallet if I left any. Everyday, I have exact money for my fair going to my work, my lunch break and my mirienda. One of my friends told me “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pag nakabunggo daw ako ng itlog sa kanto ay siguradong wala akong ibabayad dahil eksakto lang lagi ang dala kong pera&lt;/span&gt;”..LOL. I always carry a lot of coins in my purse p&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ara minimum lang ang maibayad ko sa jeepney&lt;/span&gt;. Some of the drivers &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasi kurakot pagdating sa pamasahe&lt;/span&gt;, they collect above minimum fair. I feel exasperate and my face frowned when they gave me not exact change.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lagi rin akong nakakaramdam ng panghihinayang na bumili ng bagong damit, kahit luma na basta hindi pa butas at ok pa ang damit ay isinusuot ko pa ito.&lt;/span&gt; When I’m in college, I frequently used crayons to highlights my notes instead of stabilo boss. When my friends invite me to eat at restaurant or fast food, I just go with them &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;basta libre nila..Hehe&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hindi naman sa kakapalan ng mukha kundi kanipisan lang ng bulsa&lt;/span&gt;. Besides they are the one who invited me, as they say “ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Huwag tanggihan ang grasya&lt;/span&gt;”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Anyway, I’m proud to be a stingy person and I know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hindi ako nag-iisa&lt;/span&gt;. In this world we need to discipline ourselves because you cannot buy any candies in just one centavo anymore unlike before &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;noong kapanahunan pa ng mga lolo at lola natin&lt;/span&gt;. As years passed by, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lalong tumataas ang bilihin mapa gasolina, bigas, mantika, gulay, prutas, isda, halos lahat ng pangangailangan natin&lt;/span&gt; everyday &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ay tumataas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;We should budget our money and save a little so that in case of emergency we will have money to spend on. After all, the best reason for being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kuripot&lt;/span&gt; is we are saving up for something. And that’s definitely not something to be ashamed of.&lt;/span&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/2065553719392385636-127793113602895052?l=cutemaurie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/feeds/127793113602895052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2065553719392385636&amp;postID=127793113602895052' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/127793113602895052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/127793113602895052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/2008/08/kuripot-is-not-that-bad.html' title='“Kuripot” is not that bad'/><author><name>Michelle Aurie Robosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02152812703233378888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SMIrYi9nRuI/AAAAAAAAALc/nPV5iEPYHro/S220/mitch184.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SLUNQ6TMPwI/AAAAAAAAAKg/SmVuWSoEPNk/s72-c/piggy+bank.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065553719392385636.post-3817385591870292488</id><published>2008-08-26T00:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T21:36:45.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sino ang tunay na salarin?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SLOy3j_MNzI/AAAAAAAAAKY/6x0ylryh8LY/s1600-h/question.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SLOy3j_MNzI/AAAAAAAAAKY/6x0ylryh8LY/s320/question.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238727459184850738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Marami sa atin ang laging naninisi kay President Gloria Arroyo dahil sa buhay na meron tayo ngayon. May mga iba, salita ng salita pero madami namang mga anak at walang trabaho. Laging naglalasing at naninigarilyo. Laging nagsusugal. Laging nasa kanto tsismis ang inaatupag. Tamad mag-aral. Tamad maghanap ng trabaho. Tulog maghapon may sakit daw sa BATO(gan). May mga iba na nasa barangay panay ang upo, pag may dumating na grasya este donation para sa mga taong nasasakupan ay napakasaya nila. Kaso dito sumusulpot ang problema, ang 100% na ito ay nagiging 50% ang napupunta sa mga tao. Nasaan ang 50% remaining? Syempre naiiwan sa kanila. No. 1 na sa corruption ang Pilipinas. Mananatili tayong andyan sa pwestong ‘yan pag hindi tayo nagbago. Pag sa mga mababang opisyales nangyayari ito, how much more sa mga matataas diba? Pagdating naman sa kapaligiran, may mga taong namumutol ng puno kahit na alam nilang maraming nagsasakripisyong kapwa nila Pilipino sa baha lalo na pag dumarating ang bagyo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Pag manonood ka ng balita sa TV, puro paninisi ang maririnig. Sino na nga ba ang tunay na salarin? Kung gusto po natin ng pagbabago, umpisahan sana natin ang pagbabago sa sarili natin. Huwag na tayong manisi at pagtutulungan lang ang kailangan. Minsan nasa atin din ang may deperensya, hindi nakasalalay sa ibang tao ang ikagiginhawa ng buhay natin kundi nasa sarili nating kamay. Oo at napakalaki na ng utang ng bansa natin nguni’t kung atin lamang iisipin maraming solusyon. Matuto tayong maging disiplinado, maging masikap sa buhay, maging pasensyoso, tumulong at gumawa ng mabuti sa kapwa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Hindi rin po ako perpekto pero ipinapasa-Diyos ko na lamang ang lahat at ginagawa kong makabuluhan ang buhay ko sa mundong ito. Ginagawa ko po ang lahat ng aking makakaya pra maging mabuting mamamayang Pilipino.&lt;/span&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/2065553719392385636-3817385591870292488?l=cutemaurie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/feeds/3817385591870292488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2065553719392385636&amp;postID=3817385591870292488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/3817385591870292488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/3817385591870292488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/2008/08/sino-ang-tunay-na-salarin.html' title='Sino ang tunay na salarin?'/><author><name>Michelle Aurie Robosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02152812703233378888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SMIrYi9nRuI/AAAAAAAAALc/nPV5iEPYHro/S220/mitch184.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SLOy3j_MNzI/AAAAAAAAAKY/6x0ylryh8LY/s72-c/question.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065553719392385636.post-6936138826298601098</id><published>2008-08-19T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T21:38:18.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to learn more</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SKt4kT2fXCI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/f8VKvmmImFM/s1600-h/PICT00109+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SKt4kT2fXCI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/f8VKvmmImFM/s320/PICT00109+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236411556947778594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Last April 20, 2008 I started my schooling in my second course Computer Hardware Servicing. And you know what? I’ve learned a lot in that course such as CPU assemble and disassemble, Parts of Computer, different types of (motherboard, hard disk, memory, and processor), troubleshooting, networking, etc. and now we are almost done in our lesson. To tell you honestly, I didn’t learned all of it in the University where I graduated. My instructors have no patience to teach us, they are contented just to give us case study without knowing that we did not understand what we are doing. When I was already worked in a company, I felt that the knowledge I had is not enough to say that I know everything especially in hardware. Every time my computer trouble or defamation, I just call help to our technician that suppose to be I know how to repair because it’s my profession. So I decided to take up vocational course which is more on hands on. This coming September we will have our TESDA assessment. I hardly pray that I will pass on that assessment coz I’ve done lots of sacrifices, I spend all of my salaries and my pocket is frequently empty because of my studies. I know that God will never leave me furthermore I trust Him very much. Anyway, I am so excited to get my certification after I pass on that assessment. Pray for me my friends and Wish me luck. Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2065553719392385636-6936138826298601098?l=cutemaurie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/feeds/6936138826298601098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2065553719392385636&amp;postID=6936138826298601098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/6936138826298601098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/6936138826298601098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-want-to-learn-more.html' title='I want to learn more'/><author><name>Michelle Aurie Robosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02152812703233378888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SMIrYi9nRuI/AAAAAAAAALc/nPV5iEPYHro/S220/mitch184.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SKt4kT2fXCI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/f8VKvmmImFM/s72-c/PICT00109+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065553719392385636.post-2867720874251376433</id><published>2008-08-11T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T22:40:10.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Which baby are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;One of my friends forwards me a message in my email address which makes me enjoy reading it several times. Here is it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;img style="width: 95px; height: 37px;" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/747/747102o691cpq4tm.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;january&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i344.photobucket.com/albums/p356/angelcute_0088/January.gif" align="left" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pretty/handsome. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Sensitive. Down-to-Earth. Stubborn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;february&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i344.photobucket.com/albums/p356/angelcute_0088/Feb.gif" align="left" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexiest out of everyone. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest And loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt.  Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Horny. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizing dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous.  Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;march&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;img src="http://i344.photobucket.com/albums/p356/angelcute_0088/March.gif" align="left" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate Shy and reserved. Secretive.  Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Great kisser. Easily angered.  Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness.  Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Observant and assesses others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;april&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;img src="http://i344.photobucket.com/albums/p356/angelcute_0088/april.gif" align="left" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Suave and compromising. Funny and humorous.  Stubborn. Very talkative. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic.  Concerned and detailed. Loyal. Does work well with others.  Very confidant. Sensitive. Positive Attitude. Thinking generous. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Able to cheer everyone up and/or make them laugh. Able to motivate oneself and others. Understanding. Fun to be around. Outgoing. Hyper. Bubbly personality. Secretive. Boy/girl crazy. Loves sports, music, leisure and traveling. Systematic. Hot but has brains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;may&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;img src="http://i344.photobucket.com/albums/p356/angelcute_0088/may.gif" align="left" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Shy towards opposite sex. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children.  Hardworking. High-spirited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;june&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;img src="http://i344.photobucket.com/albums/p356/angelcute_0088/june.gif" align="left" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You've got the best personality and are an absolute pleasure to be around. You love to make new friends and be outgoing. You are a great flirt and more than likely have an a very attractive partner. a wicked hottie. It is also more than likely that you have a massive record collection. You have a great choice in films, and may one day become a famous actor/actress yourself - heck, you've got the looks for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;july&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;img src="http://i344.photobucket.com/albums/p356/angelcute_0088/july.gif" align="left" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed.  Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people's feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable.  Emotional temperamental and unpredictable.  Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. spazzy at times.  Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets.  dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;august&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;img src="http://i344.photobucket.com/albums/p356/angelcute_0088/aug.gif" align="left" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Outgoing personality. takes risks. feeds on attention. No self-control. Kind hearted. Self-confident. Loud and boisterous. VERY revengeful. Easy to get along with and talk to. Has an "every thing's peachy" attitude. Likes talking and singing. Loves music. Daydreamer.  Easily distracted. Hates not being trusted. BIG imagination. Loves to be loved. Hates studying. in need of "that someone".  Longs for freedom. Rebellious when withheld or restricted. Lives by "no pain no gain" caring.  Always a suspect. Playful. Mysterious.  "charming" or "beautiful" to everyone. stubborn. curious. Independent.  Strong willed. A fighter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;september&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;img src="http://i344.photobucket.com/albums/p356/angelcute_0088/sep.gif" align="left" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Active and dynamic. Decisive and haste but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people's problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Usually you have many friends. Enjoys to make love. Emotional.  Stubborn.  Hasty.  Good memory. Moving, motivates oneself and others. Loves to travel and explore.  Sometimes sexy in a way that only their lover can understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;october&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;img src="http://i344.photobucket.com/albums/p356/angelcute_0088/oct.gif" align="left" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Loves to chat. Loves those who love them. Loves to takes things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn't pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly.  Brave and fearless. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care to control emotions. Unpredictable.  Extremely smart, but definitely the hottest AND sexiest of them all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;november&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;img src="http://i344.photobucket.com/albums/p356/angelcute_0088/nov.gif" align="left" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Trustworthy and loyal. Very passionate and dangerous. Wild at times.  Knows how to have fun. Sexy and mysterious. Everyone is drawn towards your inner and outer beauty and independent personality. Playful, but secretive. Very emotional and temperamental sometimes. Meets new people easily and very social in a group. Fearless and independent.  Can hold their own. Stands out in a crowd. Essentially very smart. Usually, the greatest men are born in this month. If you ever begin a relationship with someone from this month, hold on to them because their one of a kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;december&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;img src="http://i344.photobucket.com/albums/p356/angelcute_0088/dec.gif" align="left" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This straight-up means you are the most good-looking person possible... Better than all of these other months! Loyal and generous. Patriotic. Competitive in everything. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious.  Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Easy to talk to, though hard to understand. Thinks far with vision, yet complicated to know. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having lots of ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best.  Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Has that someone always on his/her mind. Talkative. Daydreamer.  Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Abiding.  Able to show character. One guy/girl kind of person. Loveable. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves music. Pretty/handsome. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt.  Sensitive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2065553719392385636-2867720874251376433?l=cutemaurie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/feeds/2867720874251376433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2065553719392385636&amp;postID=2867720874251376433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/2867720874251376433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/2867720874251376433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/2008/08/which-baby-are-you.html' title='Which baby are you?'/><author><name>Michelle Aurie Robosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02152812703233378888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SMIrYi9nRuI/AAAAAAAAALc/nPV5iEPYHro/S220/mitch184.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065553719392385636.post-6730740954216744539</id><published>2008-08-08T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T21:40:39.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Special Someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SJ0l3trDBkI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Daloap4rRRY/s1600-h/wedding+heart+backdrop+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SJ0l3trDBkI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Daloap4rRRY/s320/wedding+heart+backdrop+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232379981157566018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;It's almost 5 years since we separated from each other. But why until now you're still in my mind and commit to my memory the times we've been together? Many relationship passes by but you're still the one whose in my compassion. Yeah right, I'm still in love with you, I realize how stupid I am because I broke up with you. However I should not blame myself for that because what I've done is for my own sake. I've finish my studies turn into a professional and right now, I got a good job for the reason that I think it was a good decision. But then, I admit my heart is crying and hoping that one day you'll be back and promise to me that you would not let anyone to destroy our relationship again.&lt;/span&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/2065553719392385636-6730740954216744539?l=cutemaurie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/feeds/6730740954216744539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2065553719392385636&amp;postID=6730740954216744539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/6730740954216744539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/6730740954216744539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/2008/08/for-special-someone.html' title='For Special Someone'/><author><name>Michelle Aurie Robosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02152812703233378888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SMIrYi9nRuI/AAAAAAAAALc/nPV5iEPYHro/S220/mitch184.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SJ0l3trDBkI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Daloap4rRRY/s72-c/wedding+heart+backdrop+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065553719392385636.post-6342746221332558322</id><published>2008-08-03T18:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T21:41:24.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembrance and Souvenirs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SJZfuCwHV2I/AAAAAAAAAJI/aR149cDhWj8/s1600-h/blogspot2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SJZfuCwHV2I/AAAAAAAAAJI/aR149cDhWj8/s320/blogspot2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230473261854709602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SJZfdw2aWUI/AAAAAAAAAJA/nT9VSylwhGc/s1600-h/blogspot1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SJZfdw2aWUI/AAAAAAAAAJA/nT9VSylwhGc/s320/blogspot1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230472982171375938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Those are my remembrance and souvenirs from my friends, classmates, workmates, love ones, etc. I always treasure those things because I know it symbolize our friendship. Although some of them had no communication with me anymore my remembrance from them is still alive and still fix in my hand. I'm constantly happy when someone gave me an item because I'm fond of collecting one especially keepsake with the word of God. No matter how cheap or low in cost it is the most important to me is "It comes from the heart", I completely cherish it and glad to collect it. To all my friends, classmates, workmates, love ones, etc. who gave those things to me, I just want to say again "Thank you".&lt;/span&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/2065553719392385636-6342746221332558322?l=cutemaurie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/feeds/6342746221332558322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2065553719392385636&amp;postID=6342746221332558322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/6342746221332558322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/6342746221332558322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/2008/08/remembrance-and-souvenirs_03.html' title='Remembrance and Souvenirs'/><author><name>Michelle Aurie Robosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02152812703233378888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SMIrYi9nRuI/AAAAAAAAALc/nPV5iEPYHro/S220/mitch184.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SJZfuCwHV2I/AAAAAAAAAJI/aR149cDhWj8/s72-c/blogspot2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065553719392385636.post-28308188848507765</id><published>2008-07-22T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T22:12:01.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sign... True Love... Trust Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SIaid9F7q3I/AAAAAAAAAEc/AOk5OFDp4bM/s1600-h/mitch43.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226043053109390194" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SIaid9F7q3I/AAAAAAAAAEc/AOk5OFDp4bM/s320/mitch43.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;One early morning, I decided to clean our house because I’ve been very busy at work and I didn’t even make a time to remove any dirt in my cabinet. While I’m cleaning I saw two pages of white paper that folded properly. I accidentally reminisce: Back in Year 2004. This is from Mj, she is the best friend of my second Ex-Boyfriend. After my broke up with him, Mj gave me this letter or should I say story of a girl which inspire me and encourage me to move on despite all the bad things or relationship happened in my life. She remind me that GOD is always there, our companion and He will never leave us. The girl in this story is connected by having a lot of similarities in my life, let me share this to you so you can totally understand what I’m saying and will also inspire you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 389px; height: 32px;" src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/467/467987f431u9v1sr.gif" width="500" border="0" height="50" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;THE SIGN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;One Sunday afternoon, I attended mass, prayed silently. I was downcast. I don’t know what particular reason that made me so, all I need is to burst this bizarre feeling out of my chest. In my communication wit h HIM, I said “Lord I have a peculiar feeling for someone and I think it is LOVE. As a human being, I am prone to many mistakes and at this time, I am asking YOU if I am right. Is this the Love I have been waiting for or I just mistakenly apprehended that it is LOVE? Am I ready to commit myself to someone?” Then I ended my prayer, “LORD, if he is the right one for me, please give me a sign in whatever way you want, I will be very please and grateful. After that, I went home with placid mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Months after in my hectic schedule, I never think about the sign. I almost forgot that one day in my life I asked GOD a sign about that certain and peculiar feeling that I once feel and I feel so stupid that I actually never wait for that sign. Then one day, a friend of mine from Baguio visited me. She gave me an envelope and told me that it was a gift. I didn’t mind to open it at once because of idea that it was just another poem and she thought of giving me one because she knew I am fond of collecting such. I was just reminded to open it before I go to bed that night. This what inside:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;TRUE LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;One early morning, in my habitual communion with the LORD. I asked exciting question “Lord I am about to commit myself to someone I feel in love with. Could I take him now? I have prayed for him quite a time now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But the Lord answered, “No not until you are satisfied, fulfilled and contented with LOVE by me alone. You need to give yourself totally reserved to me because in me your satisfaction is to be found. When you learn to commit yourself to me alone, only then is the right time for you to be capable of perfect human relationship that I have planned for you long before you thought about it. You will never be united with another until you are united with me, you will never learn to speak and understand the true language of LOVE until you hear me say it. You will never learn how it is to love and to be loved until you feel the tender touch of my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I want you to stop planning. Stop wishing and allow me to step in and give you the most surprising and exciting plan that you can imagine. You are my child. I want you to have the best. Please allow me to bring it to you. Fix your eyes on me and expect the greatest things as you watch. Keep experiencing the satisfaction that I AM. All the things that I tell you and be patient. Just wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Don’t be anxious. Do not worry. Don’t look around and feel envy at the things others may have got. Yours will be different because I LOVE YOU. Don’t look at things you think you want. They may not be the things I want for you. Look up straight up me because you might miss what I want to show you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And then, when you are ready. I’ll surprise you with a love far more wonderful that you ever dreamed of. But I won’t tell you have it until you are ready and the one I have prepared for you is ready, until you are both satisfied exclusively with the LIFE and ME I have prepared for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dear one, I want you to enjoy the LOVE that I give you. Believe and be satisfied with me. Do not murmur that you have been waiting for so long now. You haven’t. I know the perfect time to give my answers. They are never too late and will never be too soon.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“Trust me..”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;TRUST ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I read it all over again until I fully understand its thought. Now I know the reason why there are many unsuccessful relationships in this world, including me. I never wait for the sign, I just imitate what others do and what happened- I was just hurt. I told myself that this gift from a friend might be the sign that I asked God. I was just in a hurry and I didn’t wait for the sign. I remember what the author said to his book “I kissed Dating Goodbye”, and it says, “Right thing in a wrong time is wrong thing.” It is just matter of patience. Just wait for the right time. I feel so bad that I didn’t wait for the right time. Now, I found the answers to my question. I learned my lesson and now I am in the process of recovery from a tragic, not-in-time relationship. Then I closed my eyes and prayed saying “Your will be done.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl4.glitter-graphics.net/pub/898/898424e2iwh0f3xo.gif" width="83" border="0" height="17" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2065553719392385636-28308188848507765?l=cutemaurie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/feeds/28308188848507765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2065553719392385636&amp;postID=28308188848507765' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/28308188848507765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/28308188848507765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-early-morning-i-decided-to-clean.html' title='The Sign... True Love... Trust Me...'/><author><name>Michelle Aurie Robosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02152812703233378888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SMIrYi9nRuI/AAAAAAAAALc/nPV5iEPYHro/S220/mitch184.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SIaid9F7q3I/AAAAAAAAAEc/AOk5OFDp4bM/s72-c/mitch43.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065553719392385636.post-8811078969487499246</id><published>2008-07-17T18:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T22:46:41.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Badge Maker (Try this! It's cool)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SIAPkJiFgNI/AAAAAAAAAEA/zVkrUCVzMSw/s1600-h/badge6756015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224192681458368722" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SIAPkJiFgNI/AAAAAAAAAEA/zVkrUCVzMSw/s320/badge6756015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Make your own ID card, press pass, name tag, unofficial Flickr badge, or any other kind of identification. Print it out, laminate it, wear it with pride! Make any kind of identification* easily in just a few seconds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Here's what I've got for myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Enjoy creating your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;" href="http://bighugelabs.com/flickr/badge.php"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;own&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/432/432022s1vheyatjs.gif" width="380" border="0" height="41" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&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/2065553719392385636-8811078969487499246?l=cutemaurie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/feeds/8811078969487499246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2065553719392385636&amp;postID=8811078969487499246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/8811078969487499246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/8811078969487499246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/2008/07/badge-maker-try-this-its-cool_17.html' title='Badge Maker (Try this! It&apos;s cool)'/><author><name>Michelle Aurie Robosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02152812703233378888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SMIrYi9nRuI/AAAAAAAAALc/nPV5iEPYHro/S220/mitch184.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SIAPkJiFgNI/AAAAAAAAAEA/zVkrUCVzMSw/s72-c/badge6756015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065553719392385636.post-5360885176782046389</id><published>2008-06-07T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T23:41:20.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahal Kita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SEpCGonxFJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/HnUV6WhWcaU/s1600-h/b1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209048600758260882" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SEpCGonxFJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/HnUV6WhWcaU/s200/b1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ang aking pag-ibig ay sa iyo lamang iaalay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hindi ipagpapalit kanino pa man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sa’yo lamang nagmahal ang pusong walang muwang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sana’y matupad na ang matagal ko ng pangarap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sana’y pansinin mo na ang pusong ito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dahil sayo’y matagal nang nagmamahal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;At sana’y lakipan mo na ng pagmamahal&lt;br /&gt;ang pusong nagsusumamo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ang aking mga kaibigan ay alam na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Magmula pa ng ika’y crush ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hanggang ika’y natutong mahalin ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ngunit ikaw na aking inaasahan ay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;wala paring alam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Madalas ako’y tapunan ng tuksuhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;At tanging ngiti ang tugon ko lamang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Makita lamang ang ngiti sa iyong labi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ay kumpleto na ang aking araw,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Masilayan lamang kita’y lugod na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;akong nasisiyahan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kahit ako’y wala sa mood ay nagkakaroon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;parin ako ng kaligayahan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;At ako’y nag-uumpisa na ng halos walang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hanggang pangarap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Na ikaw at ako’y magkasama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pero dumating naman sana at iyong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;mapansin ang obvious na matagal na sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;iyo’y nagmamahal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ngunit ako’y di mawawalan ng pag-asa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Na ikaw at ako parin balang araw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;At masasambit sa akin ng iyong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;bibig ang salitang Mahal Kita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl8.glitter-graphics.net/pub/123/123918xheac5dzk4.gif" width="371" border="0" height="55" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2065553719392385636-5360885176782046389?l=cutemaurie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/feeds/5360885176782046389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2065553719392385636&amp;postID=5360885176782046389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065553719392385636.post-8780796609804023136</id><published>2008-06-07T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T21:56:40.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ating Mga Magulang: Dakila</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SEo7SoqrY8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/mBSB6JWWGxA/s1600-h/parents.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209041110347506626" style="width: 163px; height: 113px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SEo7SoqrY8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/mBSB6JWWGxA/s200/parents.bmp" width="170" border="0" height="124" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SEo7fe_kN0I/AAAAAAAAACA/G6Ja6fMl5yI/s1600-h/parents2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209041331089061698" style="width: 123px; height: 174px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SEo7fe_kN0I/AAAAAAAAACA/G6Ja6fMl5yI/s200/parents2.bmp" width="137" border="0" height="188" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SEo7wGneroI/AAAAAAAAACI/vechj8r4Y8E/s1600-h/parents3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209041616603360898" style="width: 131px; height: 103px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SEo7wGneroI/AAAAAAAAACI/vechj8r4Y8E/s200/parents3.bmp" width="177" border="0" height="142" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sila lamang ang tumutulong sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Atin kapag tayo’y may problema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sila lamang ang ating napaglalabasan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ng sama ng loob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sila lamang ang nakakaintindi sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ating ginagawa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sila lamang ang gumagabay sa atin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sila na walang papantay sa kadakilaang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;kanilang ginawa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Kaya dapat natin silang igalang at irespeto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Dahil sila ang nagbigay buhay sa atin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sila na gagawin ang lahat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;mabuhay lamang tayo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sila na ating kasama mula noong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;tayo’y bata hanggang tayo’y lumaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sila na nagturo sa atin ng tama at mali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sila na nagpapaaral ng kanilang mga anak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Para lumaki tayong edukado’t edukada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sino pa ang aking tinutukoy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Kundi ang kadakilaan ng Ating mga Magulang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 366px; height: 52px;" src="http://dl3.glitter-graphics.net/pub/322/322173ul1svytggs.gif" width="425" border="0" height="61" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2065553719392385636-8780796609804023136?l=cutemaurie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/feeds/8780796609804023136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2065553719392385636&amp;postID=8780796609804023136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/8780796609804023136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/8780796609804023136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/2008/06/ating-mga-magulang-dakila.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Ating Mga Magulang: Dakila&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Michelle Aurie Robosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02152812703233378888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SMIrYi9nRuI/AAAAAAAAALc/nPV5iEPYHro/S220/mitch184.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SEo7SoqrY8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/mBSB6JWWGxA/s72-c/parents.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065553719392385636.post-7543827501760747186</id><published>2008-06-06T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T21:57:23.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crush Kita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SEo1Ay1NTXI/AAAAAAAAABg/jQVvKY-B7z4/s1600-h/crush.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209034206768614770" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SEo1Ay1NTXI/AAAAAAAAABg/jQVvKY-B7z4/s200/crush.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Noong una palang kitang makita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nabighani na ako sa iyong ganda/ kapogihan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ginagawa ko ang lahat para ako’y pansinin mo lamang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sa gabi’y hindi makatulog dahil iniisip ko’y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Iyong maamong mukha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dumadami pati aking taghiyawat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dahil sa iyo aking hinahangaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Marami akong gustong gawin at sabihin sa iyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ngunit kapag ika’y kaharap na’y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;‘Di ko magawa at masabi ang aking gusto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh… bakit ganito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hindi ko na alam ang aking gagawin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tanging magagawa ko na lamang ay mangarap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mangarap na sana’y ika’y makausap ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At masabi ang aking gusto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mangarap na ika’y makilala pa ng husto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At mangarap na sana’y ika’y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Makasama ko kahit isang saglit man lamang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ngunit paano ko ba masasabi sa iyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Na Crush Kita?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 358px; height: 48px;" src="http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/755/755765i9j1sctvei.gif" width="276" border="0" height="56" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2065553719392385636-7543827501760747186?l=cutemaurie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/feeds/7543827501760747186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2065553719392385636&amp;postID=7543827501760747186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/7543827501760747186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/7543827501760747186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/2008/06/crush-kita.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Crush Kita&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Michelle Aurie Robosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02152812703233378888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SMIrYi9nRuI/AAAAAAAAALc/nPV5iEPYHro/S220/mitch184.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SEo1Ay1NTXI/AAAAAAAAABg/jQVvKY-B7z4/s72-c/crush.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065553719392385636.post-1016204877741795559</id><published>2008-06-06T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T21:57:49.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Naaalala Ka</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SEotU-JFJnI/AAAAAAAAABY/zA3U11_mmzU/s1600-h/2516638618_9fe575346f.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209025757309118066" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SEotU-JFJnI/AAAAAAAAABY/zA3U11_mmzU/s200/2516638618_9fe575346f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Sa bawat sandali,&lt;br /&gt;Ika’y laging nasa isip ko&lt;br /&gt;Naaalala ko ang sa ating nagdaan&lt;br /&gt;Naaalala ko nang tayo’y&lt;br /&gt;Masayang naghahabulan sa dalampasigan&lt;br /&gt;At parang tayo’y walang pakialam&lt;br /&gt;Sa mundong ating ginagalawan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit sa bawat sandali rin&lt;br /&gt;Ay naaalala ko na ako’y iyong iniwan&lt;br /&gt;Sumama sa iba ng ‘di ko man lang alam,&lt;br /&gt;Ang lahat ng aking akala noon&lt;br /&gt;Na ako’y iyong mahal ay naglaho&lt;br /&gt;Na parang bula&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit kailanman ay ‘di maglalaho&lt;br /&gt;Ang aking pagmamahal sa iyo&lt;br /&gt;Dahil ika’y nasa puso parin&lt;br /&gt;At hanggang ngayon ay Naaalala ka..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2065553719392385636-1016204877741795559?l=cutemaurie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/feeds/1016204877741795559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2065553719392385636&amp;postID=1016204877741795559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/1016204877741795559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/1016204877741795559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/2008/06/naaalala-ka.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Naaalala Ka&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Michelle Aurie Robosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02152812703233378888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SMIrYi9nRuI/AAAAAAAAALc/nPV5iEPYHro/S220/mitch184.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SEotU-JFJnI/AAAAAAAAABY/zA3U11_mmzU/s72-c/2516638618_9fe575346f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065553719392385636.post-2520103807920053684</id><published>2008-05-22T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T21:59:07.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bagyong "Cosme"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SDZqm-c7rUI/AAAAAAAAABA/R0v6cKzau38/s1600-h/cosme4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203463637305109826" style="" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SDZqm-c7rUI/AAAAAAAAABA/R0v6cKzau38/s200/cosme4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SDZqdec7rTI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ixlbZDBTPjo/s1600-h/cosme1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203463474096352562" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SDZqdec7rTI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ixlbZDBTPjo/s200/cosme1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SDZq2ec7rVI/AAAAAAAAABI/JWY2HMfSxUY/s1600-h/cosme2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203463903593082194" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SDZq2ec7rVI/AAAAAAAAABI/JWY2HMfSxUY/s200/cosme2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kamakailan lang ay sinalanta ng Bagyong “Cosme” ang lugar namin dito sa Pangasinan. Maraming mga halaman, puno, poste, kabahayan at marami pang iba ang napinsala ng bagyong ito dahil umabot sa Signal No. 3 noong araw ng Sabado (May 17, 2008) at marami ding na-stranded ng araw na iyon marami akong kaworkmate na nakauwi na ng madaling araw o umaga ng Linggo. Isa na ang bahay ng mga ancle ko ang nasira. Nagiba at halos wala ka ng matulugan sa kanilang bahay, pati mga gamit nila ay nasira tulad ng TV, cabinet, etc. Nabasa din ng ulan ang mga damit nila dahil tinangay ng malakas na hangin ang kanilang bubong. Nagpapasalamat na lamang ako dahil kahit nagkapunit-punit ang aming bubong ay ligtas kami ng aking pamilya. Hanggang ngayon ay wala paring ilaw dito sa aming lugar, isang buwan daw ang itatagal nito dahil sa dami ba naman ng poste na sinira ng bagyong ito ay malamang mahihirapan sila na ayusin ang mga ito. Marami ang naiiyak sa dinulot ng bagyong ito dahil hindi lang mga kabahayan nila ang nasira kundi maging ang kanilang pinagkakakitaan ay nawala. Heto ako ngayon at katulad ng iba pumapasok sa trabaho na kahit kusot kusot ang damit ay pinipilit paring pumasok. At pagdating ko sa bahay ay tinitiis kong maglaba sa napakadilim na lababo at tanging kandila lamang ang gamit. Hay.. sa totoo lang hindi naman ako nagrereklamo ei dahil mga pagsubok lamang siguro ng Panginoon ito sa mga tao o kaya sadyang makasalanan na tayong mga tao at napaparusahan na tayo ng kapaligiran dahil halos wala ng puno dito sa mundo. Sa tingin man natin masama ang dinulot ng bagyong ito, siguro may mga kabutihan din itong dinulot. Isa na rito ang kakilala ko na magkapitbahay, nagkademandahan sila noon dahil sa hindi ko malaman na dahilan pero noong araw na dumaan ang bagyo sa aming lugar, nakituloy yong taong nagdemanda don sa taong idenemanda nya mismo. Kinaumagahan? Well.. Nagkabati sila at inurong ng taong nakituloy ang demanda nya. Masarap isipin na nagtutulungan ang magkaaway sa gitna nito, hindi po ba?. Sana ganito din tayo hindi lang sa lugar namin kundi maging sa buong mundo. Siguro nagsilbing leksyon ang bagyong “Cosme” sa atin lahat, huwag natin itong ituring na malas, masamang bagyo or kahit ano pa man. Isipin na lang natin na meron pang naghihintay na magandang buhay sa atin na kahit may mga pagsubok man na dumating matuto parin tayong nakatayo at puno ng pananalig sa DIYOS. May pag-asa pa at lahat ng nangyayari dito sa mundo ay may dahilan.&lt;/span&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/2065553719392385636-2520103807920053684?l=cutemaurie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/feeds/2520103807920053684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2065553719392385636&amp;postID=2520103807920053684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/2520103807920053684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/2520103807920053684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/2008/05/bagyong-cosme.html' title='Bagyong &quot;Cosme&quot;'/><author><name>Michelle Aurie Robosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02152812703233378888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SMIrYi9nRuI/AAAAAAAAALc/nPV5iEPYHro/S220/mitch184.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SDZqm-c7rUI/AAAAAAAAABA/R0v6cKzau38/s72-c/cosme4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065553719392385636.post-1808584744390850056</id><published>2008-05-12T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T23:41:37.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOD is great</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos16.flickr.com/21024543_688bd46c6e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 200px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos16.flickr.com/21024543_688bd46c6e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All of us have different problems in life. We always find ways just to find a solution but do we realize that there is only one person who can help us?. This past few days, I encountered a lot of problems which put me in the middle of depression. Nagkasunod- sunod ang problema ko na akala ko wala ng katapusan at iisa lang ang tinakbuhan ko na alam kong makakatulong sa akin. Tumakbo ako sa kanya hindi dahil kailangan ko ng pera or kahit anong BAGAY na pwedeng magbigay sa akin ng solusyon sa problema ko. Tumakbo ako sa lugar kung saan bihira ko ng puntahan magmula ng naging busy ako sa trabaho. Sa simbahan ako tumakbo, yes.. si Lord ang nilapitan ko. Through prayers alam ko siya lang ang iisang makakatulong sa akin at masasabi nating True Friend. He is with us not only in happiness but also in sorrows. Lumuha ako sa harap NIYA, humingi ng tawad dahil katulad ng iba isa rin akong makasalanan. Minsan pag meron tayong nakakamit na bagay, hindi na natin napapasalamatan si Lord, without knowing na SIYA ang nagbigay sa atin non. At pag may problema doon lang natin naaalala at naiisip na lumapit sa Kanya. May mga iba mas pinapansin ang cellphone kaysa biblia. May mga iba na mas pinapansin ang magTV kaysa magsimba. Isa lang mabuti nating gawin “Seek God and have faith in HIM”. Magsisi tayo sa mga kasalanan natin at ibigay natin ang buong puso natin kay GOD. Ako hindi ko parin masasabi na hindi na ako magkakasala pa pero Im trying my best to be HIS Good child. And you know what? After akong lumapit sa kanya nalutas ang napakabigat kong problema. Hindi lang ako ang ang taong natulungan NIYA.. Marami pa, hindi man natin Siya nakikita.. We know that HE is there waiting for you to approach HIM. At hindi SIYA tulad ng iba na asa tabi mo pag may kailangan at pagdating ng araw maglalaho na lang sila na parang bula. God is great.. lahat ng tao may purpose dito sa mundong ito. Lahat ng tao mahalaga para sa Kanya, isa ka na kaibigan. Kaya lumapit ka sa kanya, kausapin mo SIYA.. Matagal na Siyang andyan sa tabi mo. Lagi mo Siyang Kasama at Hindi ka NIYA iiwan. :-)&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/2065553719392385636-1808584744390850056?l=cutemaurie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/feeds/1808584744390850056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2065553719392385636&amp;postID=1808584744390850056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/1808584744390850056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/1808584744390850056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/2008/05/god-is-great.html' title='GOD is great'/><author><name>Michelle Aurie Robosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02152812703233378888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SMIrYi9nRuI/AAAAAAAAALc/nPV5iEPYHro/S220/mitch184.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065553719392385636.post-2805880282755328667</id><published>2008-05-12T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T22:02:32.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadyang Ganyan ang Buhay, Kaibigan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.canstockphoto.com/canstockphoto-0146410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 200px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://www.canstockphoto.com/canstockphoto-0146410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ang buhay ay sadyang ganyan, Kaibigan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;May kalungkutan at may kaligayahan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ang buhay parang isang gulong ika nila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Na minsa’y nasa ibaba, minsa’y nasa itaas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ang buhay ay sadyang ganyan, Kaibigan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tayo’y nakakasabak ng maraming pagsubok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Na halos akala nati’y wala ng katapusan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Minsan din tayo’y nagtatagumpay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Minsan din tayo’y nabibigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kaya kaibigan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Huwag tayong tumigil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sa pagsabak sa buhay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Harapin natin ito at huwag sumuko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At laging iisipin, Kaibigan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Na ito’y pagsubok lamang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Na sadyang binigay ng Maykapal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Upang tayo’y maging matatag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At puno ng pananalig sa KANYA.&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/2065553719392385636-2805880282755328667?l=cutemaurie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/feeds/2805880282755328667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2065553719392385636&amp;postID=2805880282755328667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/2805880282755328667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/2805880282755328667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/2008/05/sadyang-ganyan-ang-buhay-kaibigan.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Sadyang Ganyan ang Buhay, Kaibigan&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Michelle Aurie Robosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02152812703233378888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SMIrYi9nRuI/AAAAAAAAALc/nPV5iEPYHro/S220/mitch184.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065553719392385636.post-8542245210429883116</id><published>2008-05-12T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T01:12:43.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Napag-iiwanan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wellroundedkids.com/articles/social/sad_girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 135px; height: 190px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://www.wellroundedkids.com/articles/social/sad_girl.jpg" border="0" height="263" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;All I want is to have a stable job with a higher salary. But when I had already my job, I encountered a lot of financial difficulties because it’s not easy for me to budget my salary especially I need to give half of it to my parents. It is my obligation as their daughter and I love them, so I have No complained for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Yes for sure I’m not the only person who has financially difficulty and for that reason, a lot of Filipinos here in the Philippines go out of the country. When I was not yet working, I admit that I don’t understand them; I keep asking why they go away and leave their children just to get or find a job in abroad and turn out to be domestic helpers and take good care of other children. But now I figure out that they make a choice because they just want to give their family a better life although it is hard for them to go away. It is a right decision because  there is a lot of opportunity that they need to take hold of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Why napag-iiwanan? Like our country, napag-iiwanan narin aq. Minsan nasa2bi ko nalang sa sarili ko, ayokong mastock dito sa pilipinas. Most of my friends are working abroad; maybe they have already a lot of money savings or have money enough to build their own house. Unlike me here if you compare my salary to them, it is only half of their wage and I can’t afford to buy even a one unit of cell phone with camera. To tell you honestly, I also want to be like them, work there and apply what I’ve learned, but perhaps this is not yet the right time. I don’t know where to start however I’m still trusting God that He will give me what I want and need. But for now, I must be contented in my life. I know that God will help me on this aspect of lives and to be a survivor one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;“Not that I am speaking of being in need, for I have learned in whatever situation I am to be content”. - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Philippians 4:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;"I have learned in whatsoever state I am, therewith to be content." -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Philippians 4:12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2065553719392385636-8542245210429883116?l=cutemaurie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/feeds/8542245210429883116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2065553719392385636&amp;postID=8542245210429883116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/8542245210429883116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/8542245210429883116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/2008/05/napag-iiwanan.html' title='Napag-iiwanan'/><author><name>Michelle Aurie Robosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02152812703233378888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SMIrYi9nRuI/AAAAAAAAALc/nPV5iEPYHro/S220/mitch184.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065553719392385636.post-8971512568935263836</id><published>2008-05-12T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T22:05:42.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bergchristian.com/Rosettes/JesusMyFriend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 156px; height: 203px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://www.bergchristian.com/Rosettes/JesusMyFriend.jpg" border="0" height="316" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If I will ask you, what is the meaning of “True Friend”? The others will answer, “True Friend is the person you can depend on and who lend a hand in times of troubles”. When I was in college I can say that I have a lot of friends. I’m happy when I’m with them. In doing an assignment, I always share my knowledge and when they have a problem, I can say that they can lean on me. But after graduation, we go into separate lives. Days and months passed by, some of them turn out to be stranger to me (you know what I mean). They did not even text or call just to ask if I’m ok or How I am? Until I realize that there is one person I must say or I must call a TRUE FRIEND. That person is always my companion not only in happiness but also in sorrows. He is… our Lord Jesus Christ. Yes, he is the only one, who can help us, understand us, our companion through thick and thin and he is a loving friend. Every time you have a problem just say it to HIM, Pray to HIM and let HIM be the one who will first to know. Jesus is the best of everything we look for in a true friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that Jesus wants to be our Best Friend too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I no longer call you servants, because servants do not know their master's business. Instead, I have called you friends, for everything that I learned from my Father I have made known to you. You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you so that you might go and bear fruit—fruit that will last—and so that whatever you ask in my name the Father will give you.” – &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;John 15:15 - 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&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/2065553719392385636-8971512568935263836?l=cutemaurie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/feeds/8971512568935263836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2065553719392385636&amp;postID=8971512568935263836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/8971512568935263836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/8971512568935263836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/2008/05/true-friend.html' title='True Friend'/><author><name>Michelle Aurie Robosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02152812703233378888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SMIrYi9nRuI/AAAAAAAAALc/nPV5iEPYHro/S220/mitch184.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065553719392385636.post-1007721436058911163</id><published>2008-05-12T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T20:33:33.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOD has a purpose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mooreschapel.org/pastor/koo-sermons/images/Jesus-friend-children.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 153px; height: 126px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://www.mooreschapel.org/pastor/koo-sermons/images/Jesus-friend-children.jpg" border="0" height="355" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Hay.. sometimes I ask my self kung ano ba talgang purpose ni Lord sa akin. Andami ko na ring hirap na pinagdaanan magmula ng maging college ako hanggang ngayon. In order to achieve my ambitions in life, I always strive hard kahit na alam kong nahi2rapan na ako. Pero heto patuloy parin ako sa buhay at pagtupad ng mga pangarap ko. After my college akala ko mata2pos na lahat ng problema ko dahil nakagraduate na ako at maibibigay ko na lahat ng kailangan ng family ko. But I was wrong because it is only the beginning, to be a responsible and to be a better person. Heto aq ngayon, pangatlo ko ng work ito, I don’t know the reason kung bakit ako na-end-of-contract sa 1st &amp;amp; 2nd Job q, hindi q alam kung anong nagawa kong mali sa pagbibigay ng buong best ko sa trabaho or they have a lot of expectations from me and maybe hindi ko naibigay yon sa kanila. Minsan nalulungkot ako at nagtatanong sa sarili. But until one day, may nakasakayan akong girl and she gave me a pamphlet with the title “GOD HAS A PURPOSE”, I realize that God used that girl to send His message for me. He want me to know how much He loves me and He has purpose in my life basta I will stop asking, maging patient and with faith in Him. Let me share you this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working with God to find your life purpose means working as a team. When you take a step, God takes a step.&lt;br /&gt;Be willing to try some things that interest you. You will know very quickly if you've found the right thing for you. Doors will either open or slam shut. Either way, you'll know where you stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Patient. Wanting to know everything right this second is pretty common these days. Learning to trust that God will show you when He's ready—now that takes patience. God isn't going to show you every piece of the puzzle all at once. If he did, you'd get that "deer in the headlights" look, because you'd be so overwhelmed by it all. Not to mention you'd be overly tempted to come up with a back-up plan "just in case" things didn't work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time on things you know aren't from God. "Get rich quick" schemes never work. Finding a Christian husband or wife won't happen if you're focused on activities and events that don't involve Christians. And participating in things you know are wrong—well, you're simply prolonging your answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the people around you talk you into things. Just because it all sounds like a good idea from the world's view doesn't mean it's God's plan for you. Following God's leading sometimes means you have to say no to many well-meaning family members or friends. It comes down to the decision to follow, no matter where it leads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, don't ever give up. You may not know your specific purpose today or tomorrow, but as long as you're really great at being a Christian, and your heart is open, you will find God and he will find you.&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 1:11 In him we were also chosen, having been predestined according to the plan of him who works out everything in conformity with the purpose of his will.&lt;br /&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/2065553719392385636-1007721436058911163?l=cutemaurie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/feeds/1007721436058911163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2065553719392385636&amp;postID=1007721436058911163' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/1007721436058911163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065553719392385636/posts/default/1007721436058911163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutemaurie.blogspot.com/2008/05/god-has-purpose.html' title='GOD has a purpose'/><author><name>Michelle Aurie Robosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02152812703233378888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XT_ptIu7rOg/SMIrYi9nRuI/AAAAAAAAALc/nPV5iEPYHro/S220/mitch184.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
