<?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-1279471198793142780</id><updated>2011-07-28T05:25:55.196-07:00</updated><category term='parasailing'/><category term='adventure'/><category term='fly fish'/><category term='watersports'/><category term='boracay'/><category term='banana boat'/><title type='text'>by.xy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyxworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279471198793142780/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyxworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>xy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08322624643560617899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hxgf2kE97N0/SfFjzHHrUrI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LXR7XVchgcI/S220/DSC02146_cropped.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279471198793142780.post-5290118633307681290</id><published>2009-04-26T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T07:58:07.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part of Your World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hxgf2kE97N0/SfRrt8n2PvI/AAAAAAAAABI/AVTLm_43wso/s1600-h/ariel-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329002696197684978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hxgf2kE97N0/SfRrt8n2PvI/AAAAAAAAABI/AVTLm_43wso/s320/ariel-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I grew up with Disney characters. I've always been a fan of Mickey Mouse &amp;amp; Friends and of course, the Disney Princesses. Goofy, Donald Duck, Cinderella, Princess Aurora---I know them so well as a kid. Disney tales started my love for books. But as I grew older, never did I think that my life could actually be like one of my favorite princesses. Yes, thinking it over, I am like ARIEL. My life's like hers. And my song? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;PART OF YOUR WORLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"Look at this stuff, isn't it neat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Wouldn't you think my collection's complete?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Wouldn't you think I'm that girl---girl who has everything?..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most people say, I am so lucky I am able to get what I need and even what I want. I have everything, that's what they tell me. Intact family, good education, travels abroad, great friends, latest gadgets, pennies in my wallet, car...yes, I do have all these. Who wouldn't think I am happy? Who would think I want more? Shouldn't I be extremely elated? Partly, yes. I do appreciate that I was able to get the best possible education for me. I am so thankful I've got loyal and true friends. I am grateful that I get caprices once in a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"You want thingamabobs? I got twenty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;But who cares? No big deal. I want more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I wanna be where the people are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I wanna see, wanna see them dancing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Walking around on those---what do you call them? Oh, feet..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All these things could never be enough to make one truly happy. A complete set of Barbie dolls could not make its owner a fashion guru nor can a complete Disney Princess collection make someone a real princess. In the same way, material things could never suffice my inner longing. They may be able to patch up the hole, but they cannot hide torn clothes. I want to be free. I want to be where people my age are. I want to experience what ladies my age normally do. I want to walk on my own feet. I want to be independent or even just a taste of independence. I also want to walk around, with myself deciding for what I want and consequently learn from the decisions I make. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"Flipping your fins, you don't get too far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Legs are required for jumping, dancing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Strolling down a---what's that word again? Street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Up where they walk, up where they run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Up where they stay all day in the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Wandering free, wish I could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Part of that world..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Living just within your comfort zones would not get you anywhere. Instead of a thousand miles you can reach, you can only go for a few steps. Being so afraid to try something new would just limit the variety of activities you could have experienced and enjoyed. Legs are required for jumping and dancing...taking risk and standing up for it are required to enjoy life's pleasures. How I wish I could be courageous enough to take a step forward and wander free. I wish I could also be given the chance to prove my skills, to try things on my own and to be free to do things I want. I wish I could be part of that world...where my comrades enjoy life to the fullest and without regrets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"When's it my turn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Wouldn't I love, love to explore that shore up above?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Out of the sea, wish I could be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Part of that world."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am twenty-one but I feel my family treats me as a fourteen year old girl. When is it my turn to act my age? When's it my turn to show them they have done a great job raising me? When's it my turn to assure myself I am not a waste in this world? When's it my turn to be trusted by my family? I got the trust of almost all the people around me, except my family. What else do I need to prove? What else do they want to see to be convinced that I can be trusted? Have I not done enough? Wouldn't I be enough? What's that world up above mine? I wish I could be able to see that. I hope it's not yet too late. I wish I could be part of YOUR WORLD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279471198793142780-5290118633307681290?l=kyxworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyxworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5290118633307681290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kyxworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/part-of-your-world.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279471198793142780/posts/default/5290118633307681290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279471198793142780/posts/default/5290118633307681290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyxworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/part-of-your-world.html' title='Part of Your World'/><author><name>xy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08322624643560617899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hxgf2kE97N0/SfFjzHHrUrI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LXR7XVchgcI/S220/DSC02146_cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hxgf2kE97N0/SfRrt8n2PvI/AAAAAAAAABI/AVTLm_43wso/s72-c/ariel-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279471198793142780.post-224333337968999581</id><published>2009-04-24T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T06:14:03.615-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parasailing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banana boat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boracay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fly fish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='watersports'/><title type='text'>The Other Side of MOI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hxgf2kE97N0/SfG6OQbrg3I/AAAAAAAAABA/uOowtDr6WOA/s1600-h/_DSC0210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328244588248007538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hxgf2kE97N0/SfG6OQbrg3I/AAAAAAAAABA/uOowtDr6WOA/s320/_DSC0210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hxgf2kE97N0/SfGuV6X1k-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/7SQsuKPDJxQ/s1600-h/_DSC0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friends say I am not the adventurous type. And I agree. But being one does not mean that I would not want to have a taste of adventure in my life. Let's just say, I don't engage myself much in rock climbing, mountain climbing or trekking, or in any other extreme sports there is, but I do find time to loosen up a bit and try things out of the ordinary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This summer, I had a blast in Boracay. I experienced one of the greatest adventures I have had in my entire life---&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BORACAY'S WATERSPORTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! I tried Banana Boating, Fly Fishing, and the most daring of them all, PARASAILING! We did not have the luxury of time to try on the other watersports but the experiences I had were more than enough motivation for me to go back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;BANANA BOATING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Among the three, this is the least thrilling. We were just being pulled by a speed boat but this ride gave us the most beautiful view of the island. We've seen the three stations of Boracay and we also had a glimpse of Shangri-La Hotel and Resort, the MOST EXPENSIVE hotel and resort in the island. Well, there were rumors that on the days we spent in the island, famous celebrity couple Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt were also spending their vacation with their kids in that hotel. But there was no way we can figure out if that was true or not. And either way, it did and would not change a thing. We were there to enjoy the beach anyway, not to stalk on celebrities. :) Going back to Banana Boating, I realized that this ride is very ideal for family bonding and barkada trips. I tried the first one and I can't wait to experience it with friends, as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;FLY FISHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whew! This is pretty exciting! It functioned similarly as the banana boat ride but with a TWIST! Aside from being pulled by a speed boat, we were also dragged upward! Yes, upward...without any support or safety belt but our own hands and feet. The only thing that kept us on board was our VERY TIGHT GRIP. I woud never forget this ride because something soooo funny happened with my mom. My entire family tried it. So there were four of us at the start of the ride. But after few turns, there were only THREE of us who finished the ride. My mom gave up and desperately asked the watersports staff to stop for a while. She transferred to the speed boat because she could not endure the thrill of the ride anymore. We were really laughing so hard at what she did and my mom could not help herself but to laugh, as well, with what happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PARASAILING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most daring I have ever tried! Before this ride, I thought going to Malaysia without a clue whatsoever was the most thrilling I'll ever experience. But when I went on to try this ride with my younger sister, I proved myself wrong. Being there, 300 feet above the sea, in the middle of nowhere and with your hands and legs as your sole support, was like we were on the verge of the cliff, awaiting nothingness. It was pretty scary at first but when we allowed ourselves to be with the ride and with the wind, it was like a piece of heaven on Earth. Everything was calm from our viewpoint. And one thing my sister and I realized, Parasailing is one great idea for marriage proposals. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279471198793142780-224333337968999581?l=kyxworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyxworld.blogspot.com/feeds/224333337968999581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kyxworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/other-side-of-moi.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279471198793142780/posts/default/224333337968999581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279471198793142780/posts/default/224333337968999581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyxworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/other-side-of-moi.html' title='The Other Side of MOI'/><author><name>xy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08322624643560617899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hxgf2kE97N0/SfFjzHHrUrI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LXR7XVchgcI/S220/DSC02146_cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hxgf2kE97N0/SfG6OQbrg3I/AAAAAAAAABA/uOowtDr6WOA/s72-c/_DSC0210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279471198793142780.post-2835324398315911632</id><published>2009-03-15T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T04:35:51.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Things To Do this SUMMER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After four years in college, this summer is the first that I have to spend without classes. Apart from being relieved from school works and activities, I am left to thinking of how to spend this summer without getting bored. I have to endure two months at home! I gotta think of ways to entertain myself if I could not have the privilege to go out enjoy summer heat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I am wondering about the things I can do this summer, without having to spend so much...and without having much UV rays exposure...Now, I've come up with this To-Do List this summer. You can try them, too, and say goodbye to boring summer this 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Operation: Piles of Files&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Years in school, I bet, caused every student to have stacks of papers in his cabinet. And the best way to start summer vacation?? Clean up those mess! It would not only lead to a fresh summer start, but also paint a smile on the faces of your parents...especially your mom. Who knows? She might treat you out for a glass of halo-halo or spend the weekends at the beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pet Society Level Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Maximize your internet connection (maybe at the expense of electricity...ooops!) by playing Pet Society in Facebook! I really really enjoy this game. HAHA! It might be so childish but making up your room and buying furniture and stuff amuse me a lot. I can't wait to increase my pet level everyday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;8. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shake 'em all up!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I love SHAKES! I love experimenting shakes at home. Summer + Home-made Shake = Perfect Combination! Try combining different flavors...you might actually come up with the best shake ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Cooking/Baking Sessions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have always wanted to learn how to cook meals and pastas. I also want to bake. This summer might be a good opportunity for me to learn all these. Now I am scouting for baking lessons being offered this summer. I hope I could get one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sleepovers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My cousins and I love to have sleepovers at home! Well, having just streets apart in one subdivision makes it so much easier for us to go to each other's houses. Summer would be so much fun if you get to spend more time with your cousins...endlessly talking about almost anything under the sun! (esp those things you could not share with your parents...HAHA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Movie Marathon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Boring afternoons can be solved with dvd's! Inviting friends or cousins over to watch movies plus chips and sodas would definitely brighten your dull afternoon. It's more fun to watch with more people at home than with one or two in the moviehouse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shakeys &amp;amp; Coldshack with the Shakeys Group&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Since there's a little time left for us to enjoy Shakeys and Coldshack as formal review approaches, we should maximize our resources! HAHA..2 New York Pizzas and scoops of ice cream make our day! And maybe yours, too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;CWC Barkada Trip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have never been to CWC with friends. Maybe this summer, I'll have the chance to spend time with my friends at CWC. Maybe it would cost some pennies, but the fun and time spent with friends more important than money, right?! So plan out this trip now! Call up your college friends..or high school barkada..and go wakeboarding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Family Outing at the Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Summer has been a family reunion season for us, not until I entered college. We used to spend the Holy Week at the beach, along with my relatives. But when I started to have summer classes, we did not time for outings. Summer 2009 is a different story now. Back to the beach...back to outing...back to family reunions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BORA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;At last! We can finally see with our very own eyes the beauty of Boracay! Beach trip, as they say, will not be complete without a Bora trip. Now, I'm just sooooo excited to walk on the white sands of Boracay. If you have the means, try surfing the net and look for affordable boracay packages...or better yet, personalize your dream Boracay vacation! Make this summer your best vacation ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279471198793142780-2835324398315911632?l=kyxworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyxworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2835324398315911632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kyxworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/after-four-years-in-college-this-summer.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279471198793142780/posts/default/2835324398315911632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279471198793142780/posts/default/2835324398315911632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyxworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/after-four-years-in-college-this-summer.html' title='10 Things To Do this SUMMER!'/><author><name>xy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08322624643560617899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hxgf2kE97N0/SfFjzHHrUrI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LXR7XVchgcI/S220/DSC02146_cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279471198793142780.post-9005417596516328642</id><published>2009-03-13T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T06:09:08.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind the Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     Behind this blog is a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BUTTERFLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Someone who spreads wings to fly...to reach the top...and most of all, to give color to the lives of the people she loves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Behind this blog is a &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MIRROR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; A reflection of the people she meets. Every part of her personality is a product of the experiences she had and the influences of people who touched her life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;     Behind this blog is &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GLASS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; A fragile person. She appears strong and sturdy but beneath the crystalline personality is a delicate heart to be taken care of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;     Behind this blog is a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WOMAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--- with a &lt;strong&gt;WILL&lt;/strong&gt; to to define her own niche in the society, a &lt;strong&gt;MIND &lt;/strong&gt;to think of better ways to help other people and a &lt;strong&gt;HEART&lt;/strong&gt; to love unconditionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279471198793142780-9005417596516328642?l=kyxworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyxworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9005417596516328642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kyxworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/behind-blog.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279471198793142780/posts/default/9005417596516328642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279471198793142780/posts/default/9005417596516328642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyxworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/behind-blog.html' title='Behind the Blog'/><author><name>xy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08322624643560617899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hxgf2kE97N0/SfFjzHHrUrI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LXR7XVchgcI/S220/DSC02146_cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
