<?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-900617718430265114</id><updated>2011-07-08T22:32:43.223+08:00</updated><category term='New York'/><category term='H1N1'/><category term='IV'/><category term='Cheska'/><title type='text'>Revealed</title><subtitle type='html'>Transparent. Open. Just me and my mind.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-4642089553877105994</id><published>2010-05-24T10:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T10:06:05.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ping</title><content type='html'>Trying out ping.fm.. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks Tricia! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-4642089553877105994?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/4642089553877105994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=4642089553877105994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/4642089553877105994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/4642089553877105994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2010/05/ping.html' title='Ping'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-2864756622179445241</id><published>2010-05-24T10:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T10:04:01.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Trying out ping.fm.. Thanks Tricia! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-2864756622179445241?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/2864756622179445241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=2864756622179445241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/2864756622179445241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/2864756622179445241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2010/05/trying-out-ping.html' title=''/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-8089865458895768627</id><published>2010-05-23T09:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T09:21:31.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 12px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 12px; background-image: url(http://www.tumblr.com/images/input_bg.gif); background-repeat: repeat-x; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4; font-weight: normal; background-position: 50% 0%; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;Granny. Dad. Tita Ruth. -- All died here at our house. I've witnessed 2 of them pass away, except for my dad. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When Tita Ruth died last month, one major question was always asked.. "Kamusta ka?" I tell them I'm ok. But here's what I really feel. If you think of it, I coud've gotten used to it. But each dying person brings different pain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dad died 10 years ago. It was a sudden death. My brother &amp;amp; I were in school and no one told us of his death 'til we came home. It was painful because I didn't get to say good bye to him. It was painful because he was my dad. Simple as that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Granny died 7 years ago. I was one of the people who took care of her. I was taking up nursing then &amp;amp; I had the means to take care of her. She was my first, blood-related patient. She got weak so fast. She had cancer and opted not to take any medical interventions, she accepted it and waited for God to welcome her in His arms. Nanay's death was a peaceful death. It hurt but we all knew she had to rest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tita Ruth died last month. This was all different because from the onset of her Breast Cancer we knew she was having a hard time. She didn't have her own family, we we're her family. She was like a second mom to us. She was pretending to be strong &amp;amp; never asked helped from us. (I knew this after she died). It was painful because I know in my heart she was fighting for her life. She died w/ tears in her eyes. She was willing to live but her body already gave up. I miss her so much. Now, I'm teary-eyed. I saw how she fought the battle. I saw how she made a decision to fight for her life, I saw her faith in God.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I miss all of them. Tita Ruth is now with her brother &amp;amp; nanay. I wonder what they're talking about. I'm sure our 3 angels are looking down on us, protecting us. I know they are all in a safe place, with no pain &amp;amp; suffering. They are now with our Father in heaven.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I miss all of you!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-8089865458895768627?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/8089865458895768627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=8089865458895768627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/8089865458895768627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/8089865458895768627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2010/05/death.html' title='Death'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-7490493327873968034</id><published>2010-05-20T22:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T23:03:49.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slique</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VOpv0a94I/AAAAAAAAAOM/oMFq6CeoZro/s1600/Katre%27s(082).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VOpv0a94I/AAAAAAAAAOM/oMFq6CeoZro/s200/Katre%27s(082).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473367401256646530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VOpWIUj6I/AAAAAAAAAOE/jK5fc4wcSCM/s1600/Katre%27s(076).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VOpWIUj6I/AAAAAAAAAOE/jK5fc4wcSCM/s200/Katre%27s(076).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473367394360790946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 12px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 12px; background-image: url(http://www.tumblr.com/images/input_bg.gif); background-repeat: repeat-x; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4; font-weight: normal; background-position: 50% 0%; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mommy Lee &amp;amp; I love eating! We're partners in crime when it comes to food. I remember when she was pregnant, everything she craves &amp;amp; eat, I supported her hence my body right now. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We discovered a small stall in Time Square (a food court beside our office) that sells Crepes. I have been &amp;amp; will be forever a crepe fan. I love French Baker's crepe the most. Anyway, I noticed they have affordable buys. And so we decided to try. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It was our second time to eat there. The first time we didn't bring any phones so we failed to capture the delicious-summery dessert we ate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I ordered for crepe w/ vanilla ice cream &amp;amp; fresh mango bits, topped w/ honey glazed cereals, choco syrup &amp;amp; whipped cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Who say's I'm on DIET?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-7490493327873968034?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/7490493327873968034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=7490493327873968034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/7490493327873968034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/7490493327873968034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2010/05/slique.html' title='Slique'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VOpv0a94I/AAAAAAAAAOM/oMFq6CeoZro/s72-c/Katre%27s(082).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-9006389577114199845</id><published>2010-05-20T12:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T12:45:55.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest Day :)</title><content type='html'>I feel so energized today. I believe its because I had my rest day yesterday. I was able to spend time with my family. Had a chance to cook for my mom again -- Chicken Wings in Lime sauce. :) Then hubby &amp;amp; I used the free tickets we got from buying a Globe Tattoo Internet. We decided to watch Robin Hood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long time since hubby &amp;amp; I dated. We never get to go out during weekends and even during my offs because we opt to rest -- mainly because we're saving money. ;p But since we had free tickets we decided to go out &amp;amp; just relax. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went strolling around Gateway Mall in Cubao while waiting for the movie to start. I missed the times we just hang out the mall &amp;amp; check the stores out. I missed the times when both of us we're not too conscious w/ our body &amp;amp; eat whatever food our eyes can reach. :) Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy I get to spend time w/ hubby, "dumedate ule kami!" Hehe. Good times! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-9006389577114199845?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/9006389577114199845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=9006389577114199845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/9006389577114199845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/9006389577114199845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2010/05/rest-day.html' title='Rest Day :)'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-3771590440393800712</id><published>2010-05-18T15:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T16:42:31.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts about my work</title><content type='html'>I've been longing to write but I'm to lazy to do so. Maybe because there's a lot going on my mind, thoughts, ideas flying all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been.. tough, well, mostly 'cos of the schedule. For the past couple of months, we have been asked to work on a Sunday, not a full shift though, but the fact that we go to the office on a supposed rest day, it's still not a good way to start a Sunday. Anyway, we've had our shares. I'm just really thankful that my colleagues are very flexible. :) We we're told the account (reason why work load's tough also) is only up 'til June. :p Let's keep our fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also praying that our PBO (Performance Bonus Opportunity) will soon be released, hopefully, before May ends. We all need the money, and we all deserve it. I sure hope our company will practice what they preach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working in this company for little more than 3 years already. My first year was a blast. I was first hired as a Recruitment Associate, calling &amp;amp; interviewing applicants whose interested &amp;amp; might be interested for a call center job, I was earning alot then. Before my first year ended, I got promoted to Recruitment Officer, inviting applicants who pased for communication skills training. My second year, was, very challenging. 2 supervisors with attitude challenges, I must say. I think my 2nd year was the first time I cried because of work. By the end of my 2nd year, things were falling into its right place (I think ;p). I was transferred to the Training Department, I became a Goal Officer (I'm uncertain what Goal means though. Haha!), still inviting trainees &amp;amp; giving them Job offers. Anyway, I've enjoyed some part of it and I'll be forever thankful that I've learned alot. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered, this job was an answered prayer. God gave my this job because I asked for it. Sometimes, I forget about His gift. I rant, I complain, I say things about work w/o thinking twice. I don't hurt myself, I realized, the first who gets hurt is the One who gave this work to me. I'm not the kind of person who promises because most of the time I break it but I will try my best to be more appreciative of what I have right now, to take care of the responsibility given to me &amp;amp; to just be happy and content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father God, thank You for everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-3771590440393800712?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/3771590440393800712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=3771590440393800712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/3771590440393800712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/3771590440393800712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2010/05/thoughts-about-my-work.html' title='Thoughts about my work'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-295193417199730470</id><published>2010-03-09T14:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T14:26:05.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im alive &amp; full of love ♥</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After months of not visiting this site, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; back! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got married. That's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt;! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to share that I've never been happier. Now that I married the ♥ of my life &amp;amp; now that we're together in one house, its all too &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;euphoric. I believe we're still in the honeymoon stage. Too cheesy but I'm loving the feeling of opening my eyes every morning &amp;amp; seeing him beside me, sleeping like a baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I think the stories I will be sharing from now on will be the experiences I have as a married young woman. I might change my blog title to: Revealed: Confessions of a married young women. I want to emphasize "young" because this might be the only excuse I have for myself that I'm also entitled to mess up in the course of my marriage. (Atleast I have my disclaimer here. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-295193417199730470?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/295193417199730470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=295193417199730470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/295193417199730470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/295193417199730470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-alive-full-of-love.html' title='Im alive &amp; full of love ♥'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-6510450916189609552</id><published>2010-01-06T09:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T09:25:03.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 2010!</title><content type='html'>Thank you God for 2009 and I have an expectant heart this year! Woohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God will continually be faithful in my life and the lives of those I love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, I am claiming that I will be blessed this year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-6510450916189609552?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/6510450916189609552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=6510450916189609552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/6510450916189609552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/6510450916189609552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2010/01/welcome-2010.html' title='Welcome 2010!'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-964820866696114834</id><published>2009-12-21T16:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T16:07:54.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My "Today" blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I composed it for 7 hours. Today is really, uber BOOORRING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-964820866696114834?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/964820866696114834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=964820866696114834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/964820866696114834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/964820866696114834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-today-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-8821317227225327922</id><published>2009-12-21T10:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T16:07:04.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>It's been a while that I haven't checked my site. My countdown's to 1 month and 9 days and I'm feeling excited and nervous. I've been, as usual, busy with the semi-final preps for our big day. I am sick today, I think, because of the pressure and stress the wedding is giving me but that's ok, I get to be responsible in details and I love what I'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We already got the invitations and I'm so ecstatic to give it out. &lt;em&gt;Para akong bata&lt;/em&gt;. :) Also, Isaiah was able to pick up our wedding ring/band last Saturday and its so nice, we designed it ourselves. :) Everytime something is done I feel a few gazillions seconds nearing the day and it makes my head turn. It drives me crazy too, in a good way of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're almost done with the major stuff, those little important stuff is yet be done in January. I'm feeling super OC again so I'll make the list as early as now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-8821317227225327922?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/8821317227225327922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=8821317227225327922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/8821317227225327922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/8821317227225327922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-been-while-that-i-havent-checked-my.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-7098009443245635068</id><published>2009-12-10T13:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T13:21:30.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 month and 20 days</title><content type='html'>After a few weeks of not opening my blogspot, I saw my Wedding countdown again. OMG to the highest of all levels! 1 month and 20 days to go before my wedding. I don't know what to feel. I'm stressed right now because of the wedding preps and I feel there's so much to do but so little time. We haven't printed the invites yet because we don't have time to visit the printing shop. But we plan to go there tomorrow to finalize everything. Let's keep our fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy organizing the guest list &amp;amp; finalizing the program. I counted the guests last night and it's already near 150, I haven't even invited all my friends yet. Well, I'll settle for this for the meantime. We'll have RSVP and our wedding is in Bulacan, there's still a possibility that people might not attend the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah finally decided what to wear on our wedding. Imagine, he just decided last night. Thank God it'll just take Onesimus a few weeks to finish the suit. Kaya pa daw, sabi ni kuya. We're almost done with the girls' dresses, guys will have the first and last fitting, hopefully, by next week. I hope they can deliver the suits by the 1st week of January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im praying hard that everything will be perfect on our day. I'm very thankful that my family &amp;amp; friends are very supportive and is willing to shell out and make effort for us. God has been really faithful in providing for us and making everything work for our good. He is indeed an amazing God. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-7098009443245635068?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/7098009443245635068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=7098009443245635068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/7098009443245635068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/7098009443245635068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/12/1-month-and-20-days.html' title='1 month and 20 days'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-4758278586585627556</id><published>2009-11-30T15:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T14:29:46.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>November 30 Post</title><content type='html'>It's holiday and Im at work. Its sucks big time. Well, I actually volunteered for this because I need the leave credits I can get, to save up for the days I'll be out of the office for my wedding.&lt;br /&gt;Im just so envious to people that are out in the mall, strolling, shopping.. or people who are sleeping in their so comfy and soft bed, snoring.. and the list goes on. Well, a couple of hours to finish then off I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im here inside our "GOAL of the day" room (I just invented that! Haha) and Im liking it. Im all alone, I have my privacy, my own world. I can work and sleep at the same time. Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Im still tired from the past days so-called "work". I've been busy with marriage counseling, wedding preps and organizing my room (where Isaiah &amp;amp; I will stay for the meantime). Last Friday, I had to file for a 1 day leave because we need to claim a scholarship grant in the morning. In the afternoon, we attended our marriage counseling. It was fun and very inspiring. I learned alot from our pastor. Saturday, Isaiah &amp;amp; I cleaned my room. We organized and put away stuff. My room is big so it took us almost the whole day. Then we decided to go to Home depot to check out some furnitures for our future "studio type" condo unit. Haha! Well, ofcourse we just window shopped. I admit, even if I wasn't feeling well that day, I enjoyed seeing house furnitures and imagining our house with lotsa nice stuff. I can't wait to get married. We were both tired and fell asleep in seconds. Sunday was our church day. Isaiah needed to wake up really early for his practice (he plays guitar in our church). I decided to go with him in the church. So the whole day, we were in Galleria. Had service then I went shopping for new clothes. Isaiah needed to stay in the church so I had my "me time" yesterday. It was fun. I missed the times I shopped by myself. I was kinda all out (good thing Galle was in sale! I love et!) Believe it or not, I was able to buy 2 cute short dresses and a nice top for 2k only, 3 pairs of sandals for 2k also. It was fun! I love mall sales!!! Woot woot! *Insert banana dance*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tired after that. Then I had an appointment with my ortho that night so I had to wait for another 3hours for my check up. Right now, I am having major toothache again and guess what, I have another mouth sore. &lt;em&gt;Di na ko natapos sa hirap at sakit ng pagkakaroon ng singaw.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Huhu. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We slept early last night but I woke up late. Again, I was too lazy to wake up. Its holiday, for cyring out loud! But I needed to so I had to force myself out of the bed. And here I am, trying to have a productive day. Im almost done with my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to go home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-4758278586585627556?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/4758278586585627556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=4758278586585627556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/4758278586585627556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/4758278586585627556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/november-30-post.html' title='November 30 Post'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-6349821076954442586</id><published>2009-11-23T11:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T11:39:49.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wala na kong gana</title><content type='html'>....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-6349821076954442586?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/6349821076954442586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=6349821076954442586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/6349821076954442586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/6349821076954442586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/wala-na-kong-gana.html' title='Wala na kong gana'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-8655144868830883286</id><published>2009-11-19T14:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T14:52:27.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BORING</title><content type='html'>Today is boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tricia's on leave for 2 days. :( It's a lazy day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it... We still have a meeting tonight and definitely, we'll go home late. Argh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello traffic!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-8655144868830883286?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/8655144868830883286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=8655144868830883286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/8655144868830883286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/8655144868830883286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/boring.html' title='BORING'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-8020501593306539765</id><published>2009-11-18T15:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T15:57:31.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Your Information -- Acute Hemorrhagic Pancreatitis</title><content type='html'>Article from THE PHILIPPINE STAR:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reported cause of actor Rico Yan's death is nightmare or bangungot. Medical investigators in China , Japan and several Asian countries who performed autopsies on persons who died from "acute hemorrhagicpancreatitis" found out that the majority of them had eaten NOODLES as their supper. This was a startling finding.However, it wasn't the noodles that caused nightmares but DEHYDRATION. Imbibing even with a few drinks of alcohol or just eating noodles immediately before bedtime compound this on an empty stomach will trigger an electrolyte imbalance and other factors that causes a person to dehydrate or lose water.It is therefore advisable for a person to take several glasses of water before bedtime if he had a few or several alcoholic drinks. Avoid eating noodles before bedtime, but if you can not avoid it, all ow at least two hours for the body to digest the noodles before hitting the sack and drink plenty of water. The most important thing is, never go thirsty when going to bed and be sure you have plenty of water during your 8-hour rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-8020501593306539765?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/8020501593306539765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=8020501593306539765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/8020501593306539765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/8020501593306539765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/for-your-information-acute-hemorrhagic.html' title='For Your Information -- Acute Hemorrhagic Pancreatitis'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-3952011042325356894</id><published>2009-11-18T15:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T15:39:59.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ♥ kids! So adorable. 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Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SwOiigxVMXI/AAAAAAAAAMU/_el9AvePpZA/s1600/4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405342691570823538" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SwOiigxVMXI/AAAAAAAAAMU/_el9AvePpZA/s200/4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SwOiiQIqEfI/AAAAAAAAAMM/4kEp9SFrUV4/s1600/3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405342687105257970" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SwOiiQIqEfI/AAAAAAAAAMM/4kEp9SFrUV4/s200/3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SwOiiK-16MI/AAAAAAAAAME/BBOmiVVP8Bw/s1600/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405342685721913538" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SwOiiK-16MI/AAAAAAAAAME/BBOmiVVP8Bw/s200/2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SwOihoGraeI/AAAAAAAAAL8/8k8P79fdkQc/s1600/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405342676359539170" style="WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SwOihoGraeI/AAAAAAAAAL8/8k8P79fdkQc/s200/1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/900617718430265114-4874089452205142850?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/4874089452205142850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=4874089452205142850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/4874089452205142850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/4874089452205142850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-kids-so-adorable.html' title='I ♥ kids! So adorable. Part I'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SwOiigxVMXI/AAAAAAAAAMU/_el9AvePpZA/s72-c/4.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-252410605393196234</id><published>2009-11-18T15:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T15:22:06.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope this touches your ♥</title><content type='html'>A voyaging ship was wrecked during a storm at sea. And only two of the men on it were able to swim to a small, desert like island.   The two survivors, not knowing what else to do,  agree that they had no other recourse but to pray to God.   However, to find out whose prayer was more powerful, they agreed to divide the territory between them and stay on opposite sides of the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing the first man  prayed for was food. The next morning, the first man saw a fruit-bearing tree on his side of the land, and he was able to eat its fruit.    The other man's parcel of land remained barren. After a week, the first man was lonely and he decided to pray for a wife.   The next day, another ship was wrecked, And the only survivor was a woman who swam to his side of the land.   On the other side of the island, there was nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon the first man prayed for a house, clothes, more food.   The next day, like magic, all of these were given to him.   However, the second man still had nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the first man prayed for a ship, so that his wife and he could leave the island. In the morning, he found a ship docked at his side of the island. The first man boarded the ship with his wife and decided to leave the second man on the island.   He considered the other man unworthy to receive God's blessings, since none of his prayers had been answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the ship was about to leave, the first man heard a voice from heaven booming, "Why are you leaving your companion on the island?" "My blessings are mine alone, since I was the one who prayed for them," The first man answered.   "His prayers were all unanswered, and so he does not deserve anything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are mistaken!" The voice rebuked him.   "He had only one prayer, which I answered.   If not for that, you would not have received any of my blessings." "Tell me," the first man asked the voice, "what did he pray for that I should owe him anything?" "He prayed that all your prayers be answered."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For all we know, our blessings are not the fruits of our prayers alone, but those of another praying for us. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When Jesus died on the cross He was thinking of you! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-252410605393196234?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/252410605393196234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=252410605393196234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/252410605393196234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/252410605393196234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/hope-this-touches-your.html' title='Hope this touches your ♥'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-2734292437416186379</id><published>2009-11-18T10:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T14:28:40.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>I met my crush! Kilala na niya ako. Sumusulyap pa. ;p&lt;br /&gt;Sooo highschool!!! Hahaha!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-2734292437416186379?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/2734292437416186379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=2734292437416186379&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/2734292437416186379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/2734292437416186379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/today_18.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-621620359477321675</id><published>2009-11-18T07:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T08:05:46.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Major Toothache!</title><content type='html'>Hay. I want my teeth to be perfectly alligned that's why I had to have braces. But I really hate it when I have monthly adjustments. The pain kills me. I can't eat right. Today is more painful than yesterday. I don't want my body to get used to pain relievers but if I really cannot take the pain, I am forced to take one, or two, at most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dinner date with my girlfriends tonight and Im hoping I'll enjoy the food. Im thinking of ordering pasta so that I will not have a hard time to chew. All I need to do is put it inside my mouth and swallow! That'll work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this pain goes away fast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-621620359477321675?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/621620359477321675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=621620359477321675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/621620359477321675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/621620359477321675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/major-toothache.html' title='Major Toothache!'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-1071761116230720780</id><published>2009-11-17T11:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T11:28:30.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE GOAL OFFICERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SwIYLp4p2KI/AAAAAAAAAL0/pdMzJ_5g6uI/s1600/New+Image.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404909091299121314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SwIYLp4p2KI/AAAAAAAAAL0/pdMzJ_5g6uI/s200/New+Image.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our first picture together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're crazy, I know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ♥ them though. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-1071761116230720780?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/1071761116230720780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=1071761116230720780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/1071761116230720780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/1071761116230720780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/goal-officers.html' title='THE GOAL OFFICERS'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SwIYLp4p2KI/AAAAAAAAAL0/pdMzJ_5g6uI/s72-c/New+Image.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-5443310251981223604</id><published>2009-11-17T10:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T11:17:50.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fight</title><content type='html'>We had a major fight last weekend. It was unexpected and all. The weird thing's its so shallow. Knowing Isaiah, he will not even make a big fuzz out of shallow things but this time, he did. It was all because he felt I always get mad when he goes out to drink with his friends. He misunderstood everything. That's the bad thing about me, I don't usually talk. When I get mad or make &lt;em&gt;tamporurot,&lt;/em&gt; I keep my silence and play hide and seek with him, which really annoys him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last weekend was one of the few arguments we had that was so painful. Maybe because he did what I was doing to him, he kept his silence and played hide and seek with me. I worry fast and I oftentimes get paranoid so it really worked, A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To keep the long story short, I was the one who broke the silence because I couldn't take him anymore. We we're together the whole day but he rarely opened his mouth. I hated him for that. When I decided to talk, even before I opened my mouth, tears flowed. I was sobbing even before I could say anything. I'm such a cry-baby. Then the unexpected happened. He said one word and I broke into TEARS. Realizations  here and there, God opened my heart and mind, He gave me the meaning of UNCONDITIONAL LOVE. All of a sudden, I had a glimpse of our 3 year old relationship. I can't imagine I was that selfish of his time. I didn't even know he was feeling that way. He was too kind to say it to me. And now, its out in the open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He found out I was crying after a few minutes. He wasn't even looking at me, that's how pissed he was. Anyway, he hugged me and I said sorry. He told me we can meet half way, I said I will be the one to adjust and I apologized if he felt that way. I didn't mean to be selfish. I explained my side, he did not utter any word. Maybe he got my point and he was able to understand now  my reason behind everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the conversation, all was well. We forgave each other and met half way. I promised myself not to over-react if he wants to go out with his friends, anyway, its also his only time to relax. I love him and I don't want to lose him because of my stupid paranoia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O God, please let me be the best wife to Isaiah. I am willing to change for the better. Help me Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-5443310251981223604?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/5443310251981223604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=5443310251981223604&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/5443310251981223604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/5443310251981223604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/fight.html' title='The Fight'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-1656987486202565509</id><published>2009-11-12T16:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T16:49:12.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today..</title><content type='html'>was a busy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started calling my eBay floaters (yes, they are on floating status) and certifiers (they passed our training) at around 11am and I just finished a few minutes ago. I feel tired now. I wish I had a recorder so that I can use it in calling trainees. I just say the same thing -- the schedule: time, venue and trainer. I think I'm going to have a sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a productive work today.  Aside from calling the trainees, we had some training invites. I have one crazy passer who was so OC-OC (Obsessive Compulsive) that after his online exam, he (with good intentions in mind) arranged all 9 chairs inside the exam room. Big help from the facilities dept. they don't need to do anything later. Haha! If I only knew about it before I gave him the invite, I would've thanked him for fixing those good 'ol chairs. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have good AND crazy (ahem, WEIRD &lt;em&gt;pala&lt;/em&gt;) applicants and even passers. I've had my share and its quite unforgettable. Just for a good laugh but I do respect them, promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to go home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-1656987486202565509?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/1656987486202565509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=1656987486202565509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/1656987486202565509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/1656987486202565509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/today.html' title='Today..'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-7959707774586137619</id><published>2009-11-11T15:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T16:28:13.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im officially BORED</title><content type='html'>Im done with work. So far, there are no passers yet. My friends are all busy doing their stuff so I don't have any one to chat with. I was so excited to come back here in BPI from a 2-day field work. I missed my goalies (my team). I missed our kalokohans and our tawanans. We've had our share of laughs and kakengkoyan today, so we're done. And now, I'm officially bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, let me just introduce to you our 4-man team..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The GOAL Officers, under the training deparmtent of ePerformax.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where they got our name but basically the nature of our job is to conduct training invites to new, qualified applicants then explain the job offer once they officially certify out of our training program, which by the way, is one of the finest here in the Phils. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet, &lt;strong&gt;Anthony&lt;/strong&gt;. The rose among the thorns. ;D He's the only guy in our team. He's our walking dictionary, our target in asaran, the gentleman, the "gym" guy &amp;amp; our number one abseentee/leave-ee (I'm making up words here, but I hope you got my point). He's the silent type but when you get to know him really well, he's a very sensitive and caring guy. Also very understanding. Right, Tonyo? ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mommy Lee&lt;/strong&gt;. Young mom of 2. Very hardworking &amp;amp; practical. She has been through tough times but she made it, head up. Very funny. She has these antics in which you just can't help but laugh at it. Its not &lt;em&gt;naman bastos &lt;/em&gt;when the joke comes from her, but given that she's married, you really can't help but imagine stuff. OK, 'nuff said. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tricia&lt;/strong&gt;. Ms. Prim &amp;amp; Proper but don't let her get mad because she's going to ROAR! at you. Haha! Joke Trish. :D Anyway, she's the mature one. She really gives good advice and very pratical too. If she wants to tell you something, she will, in a very slow, lady-like manner but in straight english. &lt;em&gt;Bongga! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not the least, Moi. Well, I'm just simply beautiful inside-out. Haha! &lt;em&gt;Walang&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;magrerekalamo, blog ko 'toh. Haha!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I don't have photos of them here but I'll try my best to get one of each. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-7959707774586137619?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/7959707774586137619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=7959707774586137619&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/7959707774586137619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/7959707774586137619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-officially-bored.html' title='Im officially BORED'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-8036982882464632097</id><published>2009-11-07T10:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:25:00.960+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cheska'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H1N1'/><title type='text'>Francheska Louis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SvTXFJ6uN7I/AAAAAAAAALE/ADEUE5jOa6w/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401178336685602738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SvTXFJ6uN7I/AAAAAAAAALE/ADEUE5jOa6w/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My 1 year old niece in the hospital. She was postive of H1N1 (Swine Flu). She's from New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Notice the IV in her right foot. Ouch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen her yet. The only time I see her is when I video chat her dad, my cousin, and ofcourse thru photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's so cute. I can't wait to see her next year. My cousin's family will take a 2 week vacay here so that they can also attend my wedding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-8036982882464632097?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/8036982882464632097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=8036982882464632097&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/8036982882464632097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/8036982882464632097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/francheska-louis.html' title='Francheska Louis'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SvTXFJ6uN7I/AAAAAAAAALE/ADEUE5jOa6w/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-7512931872957565647</id><published>2009-11-07T09:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T13:12:18.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Work</title><content type='html'>Today is officially the day I start blogspot, again. My last post was 2 months ago. I was preoccupied with some stuff (work, eating, t*mbl* -- ssshh, IT people must not see this).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main reason why I opened this website again was because THEY BLOCKED t*mbl*.&lt;br /&gt;I hate them to the highest of all levels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now,I will re-live my blogspot because this is the only site that IT (still) has not discovered yet. (When I don't update anymore it means.. you know what.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-7512931872957565647?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/7512931872957565647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=7512931872957565647&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/7512931872957565647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/7512931872957565647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/11/saturday-work.html' title='Saturday Work'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-2078927054877606624</id><published>2009-08-26T14:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T15:02:54.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee Drinker @ 25</title><content type='html'>I am not a coffee drinker. I just thought of drinking a few days ago because I was too sleepy to work. So I did. I just made sure I put enough creamer and sugar to remove the taste of caffiene, which is funny. I really don't like the strong taste of coffee. I was shocked to see the cup empty. Then the next day, coffee was my breakfast. I just finished a cup while writing this blog. It's been a few days and I'm loving it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can say I am a coffee drinker, officially. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SpTeDo3fG-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/brjLfNA6dUE/s1600-h/coffee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 168px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SpTeDo3fG-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/brjLfNA6dUE/s200/coffee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374164409450961890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-2078927054877606624?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/2078927054877606624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=2078927054877606624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/2078927054877606624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/2078927054877606624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/08/coffee-drinker-25.html' title='Coffee Drinker @ 25'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SpTeDo3fG-I/AAAAAAAAAK8/brjLfNA6dUE/s72-c/coffee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-614468324457994889</id><published>2009-08-19T08:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T10:21:18.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracle</title><content type='html'>I don't know how to express my undying gratitude to my one and only Healing Savior, Jesus Christ, who showed how GREAT HE IS last Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No words can really describe how awestuck we are to see God's power in my aunt's life. Last Friday was the most frightening and unexplainable day of my life (to date). My aunt was rushed to hospital due to difficulty of breathing. She was diagnosed to have Invasive Intraductal CA and the cancer cells *metastasized to her lungs, liver and now bones. Before she was taken to the hospital, water already accumulated (edema) to her lower extremeties (stomach to feet). She's having a hard time walking. We we're told that she only had 3-6 months to live and as of this writing, its her 3rd month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all due respect to the doctors, but I only believe in One Supreme Being, who will decide whether my aunt will live for less than a year or for more than a hundred years. I am believing that God will make her better, alleviate her pain AND HEAL HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, 12am, her doctor told us that they can't feel her pulse anymore and she has no blood pressure, only her heart keeps her alive. So they were expecting she will go Saturday morning. Come 2am, she woke up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God indeed showed how He dearly loved our aunt and our family. She is now in the house, resting and regraining her strength. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to take this time to thank EVERYONE who prayed for her. Let us be one in shielding her with love, care and prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just an update, she was able to sleep soundly last night (which is the first since she was hospitalized) and her lower extremeties are improving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Metastasis (Greek: displacement, μετά=next + στάσις=placement, plural: metastases), or Metastatic disease, sometimes abbreviated mets, is the spread of a disease from one organ or part to another non-adjacent organ or part. Only malignant tumor cells and infections have the established capacity to metastasize; however, this is recently reconsidered by new research (Wikipedia)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-614468324457994889?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/614468324457994889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=614468324457994889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/614468324457994889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/614468324457994889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/08/miracle.html' title='Miracle'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-4830096539119312601</id><published>2009-08-19T08:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T08:50:19.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STILL</title><content type='html'>Hide me now&lt;br /&gt;Under your wings&lt;br /&gt;Cover me &lt;br /&gt;Within your mighty hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the oceans rise &lt;br /&gt;And thunders roar&lt;br /&gt;I will soar with you above the storm&lt;br /&gt;Father you are king over the flood&lt;br /&gt;I will be STILL and KNOW YOU ARE GOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find rest my soul&lt;br /&gt;In Christ alone&lt;br /&gt;Know His power&lt;br /&gt;In quitness and trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the oceans rise &lt;br /&gt;And thunders roar&lt;br /&gt;I will soar with you above the storm&lt;br /&gt;Father you are king over the flood&lt;br /&gt;I will be STILL and KNOW YOU ARE GOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be STILL, Father&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-4830096539119312601?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/4830096539119312601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=4830096539119312601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/4830096539119312601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/4830096539119312601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/08/still.html' title='STILL'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-8495419665428367923</id><published>2009-08-06T23:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T23:32:17.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Social Profiles</title><content type='html'>Get to know me better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://facebook.com/katrinapot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://purplekatre.mulitply.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://profiles.friendster.com/hunnykatre&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-8495419665428367923?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/8495419665428367923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=8495419665428367923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/8495419665428367923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/8495419665428367923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/08/social-profiles.html' title='Social Profiles'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-5670844734421834616</id><published>2009-08-05T14:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T14:52:13.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*cough cough*</title><content type='html'>I'M STILL SICK.. MY COUGH IS NOT GETTING BETTER. I HAAATE IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-5670844734421834616?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/5670844734421834616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=5670844734421834616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/5670844734421834616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/5670844734421834616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/08/cough-cough.html' title='*cough cough*'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-717758456438252259</id><published>2009-07-27T08:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T15:20:01.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Blog</title><content type='html'>Wrote this last year, August 20. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 20, 2008&lt;br /&gt;10:31am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m here in front of my pc, getting ready for the day’s work. Its cold and pouring hard outside, I suddenly felt sad, a bit melancholic. Maybe because I woke up at the wrong side of the bed or I had a hard time going to the office because of heavy rain and the oh-so famous traffic in EDSA and a P300.00 deduction for my cab. I hate it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t like the rain, never liked it since I was a kid. The only time I like the rain is when they declare “no classes” way back in primary school. I’m scared of the lightning and I’m not comfortable when I walk the streets with water all over. Rain makes me gloomy, makes me write and think of life, especially my past. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I ask myself what career path I have to take or maybe NEED to take. I’ve always wanted to become a pre-school teacher, or put up a school for kids or be a guidance counselor. I took up Psychology because I want to be exposed to people and share what I need to share to them. But I needed to shift to Nursing because my mom wanted me to. It was a hard and sudden decision to make but out of respect I took it. I transferred to another school, adjusted to a new environment and to a new course that I never even thought of taking. It was all too fast but eventually, I learned to like the course, I thought “I need to pass all the exams so I have no choice but to study and be good in what I do” and so I did. I graduated then took the Nursing Licensure Board exam and thank God I passed. My mom was happy, my family from New York and California too and I was also happy, I think. Yes, it’s an achievement and a reward from the 3 yr hard work and it all paid off. But then, is this really what I want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw my name in the newspaper and I remembered giving thanks to God then I smiled. Went to my mom’s room and showed her my name, she highlighted it with a smile. I didn’t know that she kept the newspaper with her until now. I knew she was proud of me. I was happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me months, maybe half a year to get my license. During the waiting period, I decided to apply for work because I was so bored doing nothing in the house. I wanted to earn and I want to earn ASAP. Tried applying in a call center industry but I realized that my body cannot handle graveyard shifts doing nothing but sit in front of the pc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an open door for me. Grabbed it and voila! got accepted in Recruitment. My first job. Wow! I was excited and all. I knew God opened the door for me. What a way to start my year. Immediately fell in love with my work. But there were lots of CHALLENGES but I survived. God’s grace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it’s my 19 month and I’m still experiencing CHALLENGES BIG TIME. But I decided I don’t want to entertain negative thoughts and made a choice not to get affected with what other people say or think. It’s a hard choice but I know it’ll help me BIG TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my work and a few people around me. But almost everyday since I got this job I always think of what God really wants for me. I’ve been praying for it for the longest time and I haven’t got any answers. “If it will take time, I can wait God” I told Him. But while waiting, am I going to stay and work my way for a better position or just wait and let go of this job? Am I to pursue my nursing career and take the NCLEX and go out of this country? Am I to leave the people that I love here for greener pasture? I still don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can’t figure out what to do next. I can’t say I’m confused, it’s too shallow. Maybe the right term’s L-O-S-T. But I strongly believe that God, in His perfect time, will give a clear answer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk alot but I don’t usually talk about my personal life. I’m very particular when it comes to my personal life, especially discussing the lives of the people that I love. I listen, because I love to do that and I listen well. That’s what I usually do. I seldom share and when I share, its not that profound – bits and pieces of what’s happening to my life. It will take me time to really open up, once I figure out the problem and the answer. But that’s not always the case. ( Just sharing  )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say I need time to think, I do really need time, I mean space, time for myself, to hibernate. When I have the answer and when I’m ready to share, I’ll share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the meantime, I am not ready to share because I’m still in the process of waiting and figuring out stuff in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate the rain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-717758456438252259?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/717758456438252259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=717758456438252259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/717758456438252259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/717758456438252259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/07/old-blog.html' title='Old Blog'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-5313355839438140309</id><published>2009-07-23T15:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T13:31:08.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 32 months to us!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/Snpqj2BTZfI/AAAAAAAAAKU/bObkNsJlKY8/s1600-h/P6280414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/Snpqj2BTZfI/AAAAAAAAAKU/bObkNsJlKY8/s200/P6280414.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366719069994313202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love loving you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-5313355839438140309?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/5313355839438140309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=5313355839438140309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/5313355839438140309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/5313355839438140309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-32-months-to-us.html' title='Happy 32 months to us!'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/Snpqj2BTZfI/AAAAAAAAAKU/bObkNsJlKY8/s72-c/P6280414.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-6794260991480887727</id><published>2009-07-23T12:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T14:49:29.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think Im going to be sick.. again..</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning feeling weak. Aside from the pain becuase of my mouth sore, I noticed having a hard time swallowing. This is bad.. I hate getting sick. I think the stupid flu I had a few weeks ago weakened my immune system. Lord, pls heal me. I can't affort be be on SL again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-6794260991480887727?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/6794260991480887727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=6794260991480887727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/6794260991480887727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/6794260991480887727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-think-im-going-to-be-sick-again.html' title='I think Im going to be sick.. again..'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-3830489428156936038</id><published>2009-07-22T08:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T08:44:32.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving my new phone</title><content type='html'>Such a wonderful blessing! Im not materialistic but Im really soo loving my phone.&lt;br /&gt;Im still thinking of a name. I usually give names to my gadgets, even our car. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SmZfkHaUPQI/AAAAAAAAAKE/yT8l_fKnXg8/s1600-h/nokia-e63.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SmZfkHaUPQI/AAAAAAAAAKE/yT8l_fKnXg8/s200/nokia-e63.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361077480500509954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-3830489428156936038?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/3830489428156936038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=3830489428156936038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/3830489428156936038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/3830489428156936038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/07/loving-my-new-phone-and-im-soo-loving.html' title='Loving my new phone'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SmZfkHaUPQI/AAAAAAAAAKE/yT8l_fKnXg8/s72-c/nokia-e63.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-1905760126360491531</id><published>2009-07-17T09:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T10:15:00.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts..</title><content type='html'>1. It's pouring hard outside. And I'm hating it. Grrr..&lt;br /&gt;2. I just realized that a girl cannot shop in just one store. We have to go to every shop available in a mall to try everything there. Then we decide what to buy. Whew!&lt;br /&gt;3. I shopped for a dress for almost 3 hours yesterday and I'm so exhausted up til now.&lt;br /&gt;4. Facebooking and Multiplying is cool but it will become the reason why you sleep in class/office.&lt;br /&gt;5. I still love purple. I think I will never outgrow my amazement to the color.&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm planning to have another piercing, I'm just not sure where yet.&lt;br /&gt;7. Why do former child stars decide to be daring and bold? Can't they just make a good movie without showing any cleavage and belly button?&lt;br /&gt;8. God really answer prayers! In His time. We just need to be patient.&lt;br /&gt;9. I type really fast! Whoot!!&lt;br /&gt;10. I'm ALWAYS hungry. I think I need to have a check up. =(&lt;br /&gt;11. I have the best friends in the world!&lt;br /&gt;12. I love men who smells good, and looks good ofcourse. Plus, nice feet. I lurv them feet!!&lt;br /&gt;13. I plan to buy a new cellphone. And I'm so excited, I just can't hide it. Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-1905760126360491531?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/1905760126360491531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=1905760126360491531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/1905760126360491531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/1905760126360491531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/07/thoughts.html' title='thoughts..'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-7737077755604755211</id><published>2009-07-15T10:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T10:30:06.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Name</title><content type='html'>KATRINA - Pure "Greek"&lt;br /&gt;Very much the individual you have enormous energy and vision and must find a suitable use for your talents. You have great potential for success in business if you can guard against indecision and worry. Your generous nature means that you are never short of friends and with cooperation your relationships can be very rewarding. Perseverance and firm decision making will ensure you achieve your objectives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MICHELLE - Like the Lord "Hebrew"&lt;br /&gt;Having confidence in yourself and integrity you have your emotions under control and are rarely ruffled. You have a quiet and reflective manner and are responsive to the needs of others giving you the ability to be a mediator. You are extremely successful in the material world being organised, financially astute and pursuing realistic goals. Your caring attitude and compassion certainly makes you a loved individual.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-7737077755604755211?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/7737077755604755211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=7737077755604755211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/7737077755604755211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/7737077755604755211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-name.html' title='My Name'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-2516418679160882306</id><published>2009-07-14T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T22:00:22.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is my day</title><content type='html'>God answered my prayers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-2516418679160882306?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/2516418679160882306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=2516418679160882306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/2516418679160882306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/2516418679160882306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-is-my-day.html' title='Today is my day'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-7083168729021713905</id><published>2009-07-14T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:39:29.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Verses</title><content type='html'>Peace I leave with you, My peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.&lt;br /&gt;John 14:27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These things I have spoken to you, that in Me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation; but be of good cheer, I have overcome the world.”&lt;br /&gt;John 16:33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 91:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress; my God, in Him I will trust.” Surely He shall deliver you from the snare of the fowler and from the perilous pestilence. He shall cover you with His feathers, and under His wings you shall take refuge; His truth shall be your shield and buckler.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 91:2–4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shall not be afraid of the terror by night, nor of the arrow that flies by day, nor of the pestilence that walks in darkness, nor of the destruction that lays waste at noonday. A thousand may fall at your side, and ten thousand at your right hand; but it shall not come near you. Only with your eyes shall you look, and see the reward of the wicked.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 91:5–8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Because he has set his love upon Me, therefore I will deliver him; I will set him on high, because he has known My name. He shall call upon Me, and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble; I will deliver him and honour him. With long life I will satisfy him, And show him My salvation.”&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 91:14–16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name of the Lord is a strong tower; the righteous run to it and are safe.&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 18:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my hiding place; You shall preserve me from trouble; You shall surround me with songs of deliverance.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 32:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How precious is Your lovingkindness, O God! Therefore the children of men put their trust under the shadow of Your wings.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 36:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fear of man brings a snare, but whoever trusts in the Lord shall be safe.&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 29:25&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-7083168729021713905?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/7083168729021713905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=7083168729021713905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/7083168729021713905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/7083168729021713905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/07/verses.html' title='Verses'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-6643651680009255025</id><published>2009-07-14T12:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T12:56:01.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of "those" days</title><content type='html'>It's my second day and still, it hurts like hell. And I'm really hating today. I'm sleepy, crappy and every "py" you can think of. Grrr..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-6643651680009255025?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/6643651680009255025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=6643651680009255025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/6643651680009255025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/6643651680009255025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-of-those-days.html' title='One of &quot;those&quot; days'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-1982885691001600566</id><published>2009-07-13T17:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T17:47:41.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ona-Rivera Nuptials</title><content type='html'>July 3, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Santuario de San Antonio, Makati Shangrila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SlsB7OUSu4I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Dlk0BbRKj6I/s1600-h/P7030495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SlsB6Bk2nQI/AAAAAAAAAJc/dqZ0ytQRaOo/s200/P7030599.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357878278054386946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SlsB6_EAtlI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/PzNHzek_Rzc/s1600-h/P7030493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SlsB6_EAtlI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/PzNHzek_Rzc/s200/P7030493.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357878294559635026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-1982885691001600566?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/1982885691001600566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=1982885691001600566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/1982885691001600566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/1982885691001600566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/07/ona-rivera-nuptials.html' title='Ona-Rivera Nuptials'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SlsB7OUSu4I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Dlk0BbRKj6I/s72-c/P7030495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-5453714827494107938</id><published>2009-07-11T10:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T11:28:06.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last night was a blast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SlgCEtU_7XI/AAAAAAAAAJU/TNXaylh5odk/s1600-h/P7100648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SlgCEtU_7XI/AAAAAAAAAJU/TNXaylh5odk/s200/P7100648.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357034036667608434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;CRANIUM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SlgCEApf_dI/AAAAAAAAAJE/VSIN4gTYBi0/s1600-h/P7110693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SlgCEApf_dI/AAAAAAAAAJE/VSIN4gTYBi0/s200/P7110693.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357034024674000338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SlgCERJJwFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/3h2T8U85Yng/s1600-h/P7110678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SlgCERJJwFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/3h2T8U85Yng/s200/P7110678.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357034029101727826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;we won! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SlgCDtAR44I/AAAAAAAAAI0/DWsSFWC0eK8/s1600-h/P7110660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SlgCDtAR44I/AAAAAAAAAI0/DWsSFWC0eK8/s200/P7110660.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357034019400835970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;KS' birthday cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SlgCD-tJY-I/AAAAAAAAAI8/7FFtknN1REQ/s1600-h/P7110691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SlgCD-tJY-I/AAAAAAAAAI8/7FFtknN1REQ/s200/P7110691.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357034024152425442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday GF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KS celebrated her 26th birthday at John's place in Ayala Heights. GF's were all there plus their respective partners. We were told to wear our favorite color and so we did. The food was great, thanks gf KS! =) We were late because of the usually heavy traffic of C5. Good thing about being late was the food, we had them all to ourselves. Yummy!! After the feast, we played Cranium. It was my first time to play and I had a blast. Good thing Nikko, Pau and Lyka were my teamates. We won the game! Woohoo!! Fun, fun game. Challenging but fun. I think I'm better in guessing the answer. Ha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had bonding moments with the girls, I missed those times. We were all hyped up after the game and the catching up, we didn't even notice that we almost finished the food. Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-5453714827494107938?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/5453714827494107938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=5453714827494107938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/5453714827494107938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/5453714827494107938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/07/last-night-was-blast.html' title='Last night was a blast'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SlgCEtU_7XI/AAAAAAAAAJU/TNXaylh5odk/s72-c/P7100648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-411865176368227368</id><published>2009-07-10T15:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T15:44:17.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>An email from my friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"nalaman kong hindi final exam ang passing rate ng buhay. hindi ito multiple choice, identification, true or false, enumeration or fill-in-the- blanks na sinasagutan kundi essay na isinusulat araw-araw. Huhusgahan ito hindi base sa kung tama o mali ang sagot, kundi base sa kung may kabuluhan ang mga isinulat o wala. Allowed ang erasures."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kumain ka na ng siopao na may palamang pusa o maglakad sa bubog nang nakayapak, pero wag na wag kang susubok mag-drugs. Kung hindi mo kayang umiwas, humingi ka ng tulong sa mga magulang mo dahil alam nila kung saan ang mga murang supplier at hindi ka nila iisahan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mangarap ka at abutin mo. Wag mong sisihin ang sira mong pamilya, palpak mong syota, pilay mong tuta, o mga lumilipad na ipis. Kung may pagkukulang sa'yo mga magulang mo, pwde kang manisi at maging rebelde. Tumigil ka sa pag-aaral, mag-asawa ka, mag-drugs ka, magpakulay ka ng buhok sa kili-kili. Sa banding huli, ikaw din ang biktima. Rebeldeng walang napatunayan at bait sa sarili."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tuparin ang mga pangarap. Obligasyon mo yan sa sarili mo. Kung gusto mo mang kumain ng balde-baldeng lupa para malagay ka sa Guinness Book of World Records at maipagmalaki ng bansa natin, sige lang. Nosi balasi. wag mong pansinin ang sasabihin ng mga taong susubok humarang sa'yo. Kung hindi nagsumikap ang mga scientist noon, hindi pa rin tayo dapat nakatira sa jupiter ngayon. Pero hindi pa rin naman talaga tayo nakatira sa jupiter dahil nga hindi nagsumikap ang mga scientist noon. Kita mo yung moral lesson?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nalaman kong habang lumalaki ka, maraming beses kang madadapa. Bumangon ka man ulit o hindi, magpapatuloy ang buhay, iikot ang mundo, at mauubos ang oras."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About sa Pag-aaral:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mag-aral maigi. Kung titigil ka sa pag-aaral, manghihinayang ka pagtanda mo dahil hindi mo naranasan ang kakaibang ligayang dulot ng mga araw na walang pasok o suspendido ang klase o absent ang teacher. (Haaay, sarap!)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nalaman kong marami palang libreng lecture sa mundo, ikaw ang gagawa ng syllabus. Maraming teacher sa labas ng eskuwelahan, desisyon mo kung kanino ka magpapaturo. Lahat tayo enrolled ngayon sa isang university, maraming subject na mahirap, pero dahil libre, ikaw ang talo kung nag-drop ka. Isa-isa tayong ga-graduate, iba't-ibang paraan. tanging diploma ay ang mga alaala ng kung ano mang tulong o pagmamahal ang iniwan natin sa mundong pinangarap nating baguhin minsan..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hikayatin mo lahat ng kakilala mo na magkaroon ng kahit isa man lang paboritong libro sa buhay nila. Dahil wala nang mas kawawa pa sa mga taong literado pero hindi nagbabasa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dalawang dekada ka lang mag-aaral. kung 'di mo pagtityagaan, limang dekada ng kahirapan ang kapalit. sobrang lugi. kung alam lang 'yan ng mga kabataan, sa pananaw ko ehh walang gugustuhing umiwas sa eskwela."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About sa Pag-ibig:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kung hindi mo mahal and isang tao, wag ka nang magpakita ng motibo para mahalin ka nya.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lahat naman ng tao sumeseryoso pag tinamaan ng pagmamahal. Yun nga lang, hindi lahat matibay para sa temptasyon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gamitin ang puso para alagaan ang taong malapit sayo. Gamitin ang utak para alagaan ang sarili mo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huwag mong bitawan ang bagay na hindi mo kayang makitang hawak ng iba."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huwag mong hawakan kung alam mong bibitawan mo lang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huwag na huwag ka hahawak kapag alam mong may hawak ka na."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Parang elevator lang yan eh, bakit mo pagsisiksikan *** sarili mo kung walang pwesto para sayo. Eh meron naman hagdan, ayaw mo lang pansinin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kung maghihintay ka nang lalandi sayo, walang mangyayari sa buhay mo.. Dapat lumandi ka din."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pag may mahal ka at ayaw sayo, hayaan mo. Malay mo sa mga susunod na araw ayaw mo na din sa kanya, naunahan ka lang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hiwalayan na kung di ka na masaya. Walang gamot sa ***** kundi pagkukusa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pag hindi ka mahal ng mahal mo wag ka magreklamo. Kasi may mga tao rin na di mo mahal pero mahal ka.. Kaya quits lang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bakit ba ayaw matulog ng mga bata sa tanghali? alam ba nilang pag natuto silang umibig e hindi na sila makakatulog kahit gusto nila?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hindi lungkot o takot ang mahirap sa pag-iisa kundi ang pagtanggap na sa bilyon-bilyong tao sa mundo, wala man lang nakipaglaban upang makasama ka."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kung nagmahal ka ng taong di dapat at nasaktan ka, wag mong sisihin ang puso mo. Tumitibok lang yan para mag-supply ng dugo sa katawan mo. Ngayon, kung magaling ka sa anatomy at ang sisisihin mo naman ay ang hypothalamus mo na kumokontrol ng emotions mo, mali ka pa rin! Bakit? Utang na loob! Wag mong isisi sa body organs mo ang mga sama ng loob mo sa buhay! Tandaan mo: magiging masaya ka lang kung matututo kang tanggapin na hindi ang puso, utak, atay o bituka mo ang may kasalanan sa lahat ng nangyari sayo, kundi IKAW mismo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi lungkot o takot ang mahirap sa pag-iisa kundi ang pagtanggap na sa bilyon-bilyong tao sa mundo, wala man lang nakipaglaban upang makasama ka."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pag may mahal ka at ayaw sayo, hayaan mo. Malay mo sa mga susunod na araw ayaw mo na din sa kanya, naunahan ka lang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nalaman kong marami palang libreng lecture sa mundo, ikaw ang gagawa ng syllabus. Maraming teacher sa labas ng eskuwelahan, desisyon mo kung kanino ka magpapaturo. Lahat tayo enrolled ngayon sa isang university, maraming subject na mahirap, pero dahil libre, ikaw ang talo kung nag-drop ka. Isa-isa tayong ga-graduate, iba't-ibang paraan. tanging diploma ay ang mga alaala ng kung ano mang tulong o pagmamahal ang iniwan natin sa mundong pinangarap nating baguhin minsan..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mangarap ka at abutin mo. Wag mong sisihin ang sira mong pamilya, palpak mong syota, pilay mong tuta, o mga lumilipad na ipis. Kung may pagkukulang sa'yo mga magulang mo, pwde kang manisi at maging rebelde. Tumigil ka sa pag-aaral, mag-asawa ka, mag-drugs ka, magpakulay ka ng buhok sa kili-kili. Sa banding huli, ikaw din ang biktima. Rebeldeng walang napatunayan at bait sa sarili."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-411865176368227368?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/411865176368227368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=411865176368227368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/411865176368227368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/411865176368227368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/07/bob-ong.html' title='Words of Wisdom'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-3655201665796701728</id><published>2009-07-10T10:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T11:04:46.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't have socks and baon</title><content type='html'>My gosh, I just realized that I don't even own a pair of socks anymore. I must've thrown them all when I had my general closet cleaning a couple of months ago. That's so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SlavlUw42LI/AAAAAAAAAIs/lk82BSb0X-Q/s1600-h/lock-and-lock-air-tight-food-container.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SlavlUw42LI/AAAAAAAAAIs/lk82BSb0X-Q/s200/lock-and-lock-air-tight-food-container.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356661862567565490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I "failed" to eat my baon yesterday, our ever-reliable helper and the 3rd greatest cook in the world (1st my mom, 2nd Ate Grace) also "failed" (i think) to prepare my baon for today. Im sad. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SlairxK0lhI/AAAAAAAAAIk/nPlim7p86zg/s1600-h/sock-paul-smith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SlairxK0lhI/AAAAAAAAAIk/nPlim7p86zg/s200/sock-paul-smith.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356647679620584978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-3655201665796701728?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/3655201665796701728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=3655201665796701728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/3655201665796701728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/3655201665796701728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-have-socks.html' title='I don&apos;t have socks and baon'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SlavlUw42LI/AAAAAAAAAIs/lk82BSb0X-Q/s72-c/lock-and-lock-air-tight-food-container.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-9165697981800334992</id><published>2009-07-09T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:04:43.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God will provide</title><content type='html'>I am getting married on the first month next year. It's fun to plan but I haven't done anything solid yet. We haven't paid the downpayment, haven't had the first fitting for my dress and my entourage's, haven't chosen any food yet.. blah blah.. you get my point right? So when people ask my how my wedding preps are, I usually say "It's OK, wala pa naman talagang masyadong ginagawa or di pa masyadong umuusad.." Well, that's the truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we are still in the process of narrowing down our gazillion friends and relatives to 100! But I was inspired by Ryan and Juday's wedding because they only had 80 guests and they are both celebrities. So I always tell my fiance that we can really trim down our guests into 100 (maximum we can invite). My gosh, if I include all my relatives, 100 is just too small, Jocson-de Guzman palang yun. Waaaaahhh! Im going crazy here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to top things off we don't have that much to spend also. We just sold our first car as a couple last Monday and the money will be used to pay downpayments, etc. And we are trusting God to finance our wedding. We believe He will provide for us. He knows what's in our hearts and I know He will bless us abundantly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-9165697981800334992?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/9165697981800334992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=9165697981800334992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/9165697981800334992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/9165697981800334992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/07/god-will-provide.html' title='God will provide'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-4243972001830725118</id><published>2009-07-09T21:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T11:14:41.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random things about me</title><content type='html'>Im just plain bored.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I love listening to life stories&lt;br /&gt;2. Im a Christian at birth&lt;br /&gt;3. I was baptized 3 times =)&lt;br /&gt;4. I play the piano&lt;br /&gt;5. I love to swim&lt;br /&gt;6. Given enough time and practice PLUS LOTS OF FAITH, I can be a GOOD singer&lt;br /&gt;7. I once prayed to God to be a director..&lt;br /&gt;8. Im a cry baby&lt;br /&gt;9. I have an eldest brother who died a day after he was born&lt;br /&gt;10. I don't eat cheese&lt;br /&gt;11. I keep my bed sterile - no one sleeps til they take a bath &lt;br /&gt;12. I learned how to commute when I was in 2nd year college&lt;br /&gt;13. I think im kuripot to myself&lt;br /&gt;14. Im not much of a talker&lt;br /&gt;15. I love purple but my room is green.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;16. I've done lots of stuff with my hair: color, perm, relax.. name it.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;17. Im turning 26 this September and Im getting married in January - answered prayer! awesome GOD!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-4243972001830725118?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/4243972001830725118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=4243972001830725118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/4243972001830725118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/4243972001830725118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-things-about-me.html' title='Random things about me'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-3623945943278310997</id><published>2009-06-11T08:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T09:09:22.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The man of my dreams, the love of my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SjBZOuJSNKI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ZoZGwmG999Y/s1600-h/ice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SjBZOuJSNKI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ZoZGwmG999Y/s200/ice.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345870867128792226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met in October 2003. I was a transferee and a new face in the campus. He was there for 2 semesters already. We we're classmates in one subject and we're grouped together for a report the next week. He introduced himself and I found out he is also a Christian. We have the same beliefs and desires. We had lunch together, studied together and eventually became close friends. He confessed and I turned him down, twice. But I realized that I'm beginning to fall for him already. But it took us almost 3 years to be officially together. It was a rough 3 years for me, for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was his gig at Zirkoh with Sam and Piolo that I said yes to him. November 23, 2006. I was happy. Finally, we we're together. He was who I prayed for -- God-fearing, family oriented, responsible, takes good care of me. He was my answered prayer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there, we we're inseparable. We did things together. I supported him in his chosen career, he was there for me in any decision I made. We just wanted to have the best relationship. We prayed to God to bless our relationship. I never thought we will last this long, after all that we've been through. We had our shares of fights, argument, and the dramas you can ever think of. I believe we we're founded by faith and love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, we came to this. We are finally getting married. Our friends have been asking us for the longest time as to when we want to settle down. I didn't even know he had plans of proposing this early. I thought we will get married 3 years from now. I was so wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm beginning to realize how perfect my life will be with him. He is everything I've ever dreamed of. He is my bestest friend, my lover, my supporter, my critic, my strength and weakness.. the man of my dreams, the love of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-3623945943278310997?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/3623945943278310997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=3623945943278310997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/3623945943278310997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/3623945943278310997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/06/man-of-my-dreams-love-of-my-life.html' title='The man of my dreams, the love of my life'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SjBZOuJSNKI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ZoZGwmG999Y/s72-c/ice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-8168352865136061078</id><published>2009-06-04T00:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:09:51.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE Ring.. este ringS pala..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SiafbM6n39I/AAAAAAAAAHE/IeefKOlE6Ms/s1600-h/P5240050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SiafbM6n39I/AAAAAAAAAHE/IeefKOlE6Ms/s200/P5240050.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343133297594064850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SiafbMTastI/AAAAAAAAAG8/mllC_cEEwRI/s1600-h/P5250083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SiafbMTastI/AAAAAAAAAG8/mllC_cEEwRI/s200/P5250083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343133297429623506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess kung ano yung totoong engagement ring. Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-8168352865136061078?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/8168352865136061078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=8168352865136061078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/8168352865136061078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/8168352865136061078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/06/ring.html' title='THE Ring.. este ringS pala..'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/SiafbM6n39I/AAAAAAAAAHE/IeefKOlE6Ms/s72-c/P5240050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-2459315758665185197</id><published>2009-06-03T09:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:55:24.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding song</title><content type='html'>Eversince I got engaged (which is like 2 weeks ago =D) I was asked several times already of what wedding song I want, we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love music. I love to sing. Me and my fiance are both musically inclined. I play the piano, he plays the guitar. I can sing (wish!) and he can too. There are so many songs in both our ipods but I can't seem to choose what's the best wedding song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it have to be OUR song? As in like our THEME song? Just like in the movies? Or my song to him or his song for me? I don't know. I have numerous songs I dedicate to him but not to the point that I'll make it as our wedding song. It will sound weird, imagining me walking down the aisle. Haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I still have enough time to think of the song. We would have to decide on that also. But here's a very beautiful song I dedicate to my fiance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every word seems to tell my feelings when I met him and until now, I still feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HALO&lt;br /&gt;Beyonce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember those walls I built&lt;br /&gt;Well, baby they're tumbling down&lt;br /&gt;And they didn't even put up a fight&lt;br /&gt;They didn't even make up a sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a way to let you in&lt;br /&gt;But I never really had a doubt&lt;br /&gt;Standing in the light of your halo&lt;br /&gt;I got my angel now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I've been awakened&lt;br /&gt;Every rule I had you breakin'&lt;br /&gt;It's the risk that I'm takin'&lt;br /&gt;I ain't never gonna shut you out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I'm looking now&lt;br /&gt;I'm surrounded by your embrace&lt;br /&gt;Baby I can see your halo&lt;br /&gt;You know you're my saving grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're everything I need and more&lt;br /&gt;It's written all over your face&lt;br /&gt;Baby I can feel your halo&lt;br /&gt;Pray it won't fade away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;I can see your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;I can see your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hit me like a ray of sun&lt;br /&gt;Burning through my darkest night&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one that I want&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm addicted to your light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swore I'd never fall again&lt;br /&gt;But this don't even feel like falling&lt;br /&gt;Gravity can't forget&lt;br /&gt;To pull me back to the ground again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I've been awakened&lt;br /&gt;Every rule I had you breakin'&lt;br /&gt;The risk that I'm takin'&lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna shut you out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I'm looking now&lt;br /&gt;I'm surrounded by your embrace&lt;br /&gt;Baby I can see your halo&lt;br /&gt;You know you're my saving grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're everything I need and more&lt;br /&gt;It's written all over your face&lt;br /&gt;Baby I can feel your halo&lt;br /&gt;Pray it won't fade away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;I can see your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;I can see your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;I can see your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;I can see your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;Halo, halo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I'm looking now&lt;br /&gt;I'm surrounded by your embrace&lt;br /&gt;Baby I can see your halo&lt;br /&gt;You know you're my saving grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're everything I need and more&lt;br /&gt;It's written all over your face&lt;br /&gt;Baby I can feel your halo&lt;br /&gt;Pray it won't fade away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;I can see your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;I can see your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;I can see your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;I can see your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto nalang kaya?? ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-2459315758665185197?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/2459315758665185197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=2459315758665185197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/2459315758665185197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/2459315758665185197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/06/wedding-song.html' title='Wedding song'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-3600942178318968304</id><published>2009-06-02T15:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:08:31.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life. My Journey.: It's official</title><content type='html'>http://purplekatre.multiply.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-3600942178318968304?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/3600942178318968304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=3600942178318968304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/3600942178318968304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/3600942178318968304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-life-my-journey-its-official.html' title='My Life. My Journey.: It&apos;s official'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-7498297072173394084</id><published>2009-06-02T10:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T11:36:25.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's official</title><content type='html'>The last person who knew about my engagement to my soon-to-be husband was my mom. See, I am not close to my mom. So it was hard to me and Isaiah (my fiance) to open up and tell our plans. I has been 1 week since he proposed and I kept it a secret to my mom because I can't find the right time to tell her. Palage siya wala sa mood. Pero knowing my mom, she is unpredicatable - exactly like me. Hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday, I had a pep-talk with my ever-reliable officemates/friends and was ecouraged to tell the good news the soonest possible. Good thing Isaiah did not report for work last night and he was free. I immediately told him that its time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some awkward, silent moments when we told mommy. The only thing she said was "Bahala kayo". I think she failed to tell us that we're both grown up and can decide on our own. Isaiah, the mature one (sometimes) told mommy the same thing. WE can take care of ourselves na mommy, so wala ka na magagawa. Haha! Galing sakin yun pala. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay. Thank God. We were relieved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the most wonderful dream and I considered it an approval from God and from my dad. My dad died more than 10 years ago and i usually dream of him. But these past months, I haven't had any dreams of him. But last night, he visited me through a dream. I think that's his way of telling me that he misses me. =) It was like my dad was waiting for us to tell mom and then siya naman. Hehe. Ang sweet ni daddy. Namiss ko siya. Anyway, I told him  that I'll be getting married. Then I woke up, in tears. I immediately called Isaiah and told him na nagpaalam na ko ke daddy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The timing was perfect. Everything was perfect. Alam na nila mommy and daddy na ikakasal na ang unica hija nila.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yey! Exciting na! Wohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-7498297072173394084?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/7498297072173394084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=7498297072173394084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/7498297072173394084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/7498297072173394084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s official'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-4441940907236513058</id><published>2009-06-01T15:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T07:53:07.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>It's been 1 year and a month since my last blog. Wow! Too long I haven't even noticed. Dami na nangyari sa buhay ko ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;Let me just backtrack first. From the last blog I made:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Silence -May 15 -- I'm healed and renewed. I took time to hibernate and know myself more and now I'm like a new born baby. =) Thank God for His undying and faithful love for me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm now friends with the least person I expect to be friends with. We call each other "sis". What a coincidence. Given the past we had, that's a cool term of endearment for us. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I am now engaged. And is in the process of planning my wedding. My fiance proposed to me on the 30th month. What a happy year for me. Hehe. We've been together for more than 2 years now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The reason why I started to blog again was: a. Inspired by Patty Laurel and Bianca Gonzales' blogs. I love reading their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;b. For therapy and relaxation plus I get to practice my writing skills =)&lt;br /&gt;c. Just to share what I feel and blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. As of this writing, I can say that officially I can tell the whole world I can marry the man of my dreams. =) We already told my mom that we plan to have the wedding in December. God-willing, everything will go on smoothly. And God will provide for all the necessary stuff we need for the wedding to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I am just so thankful to God and to the people who have been praying for me and my loved ones. God will indeed bless you a hundred to thousand folds. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-4441940907236513058?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/4441940907236513058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=4441940907236513058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/4441940907236513058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/4441940907236513058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-7627500496149542225</id><published>2008-05-15T09:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T09:21:29.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence</title><content type='html'>SILENCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*absence of any sound or noise; STILLNESS&lt;br /&gt;*the state of being silent, MUTENESS&lt;br /&gt;*absence or ommission of mention, comment or expressed concern&lt;br /&gt;*the state of being forgotten&lt;br /&gt;*concealment; secrecy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silence...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-7627500496149542225?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/7627500496149542225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=7627500496149542225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/7627500496149542225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/7627500496149542225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2008/05/silence.html' title='Silence'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-2953323159511588535</id><published>2007-12-28T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T12:30:06.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im trying</title><content type='html'>Im trying to be friends with someone who, not in my wildest dreams, can be friends with me. I don't know, I just have this burden that I need to be friends with that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the move also. Exerted effort. But... I guess, its not yet the right time.&lt;br /&gt;Although I admit I'm not also totally healed from the past experience but I'm opening myself to a new and sincere friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I was talking to God, asking Him why I often think of that person. Why I still have the burden. But I told Him, if its not the right time, its not and asked Him to help me forget and unburden. " It'll come.." I said to myself. As for that human being.. "Maybe when the bitterness is not there anymore, even the pain. You only know that your not hurting when you can't remember the pain anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for me.. "I can't remember the pain anymore, BUT everthing's still in my memory. "&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I want is a genuine relationship with that person. But if its not meant to be, it won't happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-2953323159511588535?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/2953323159511588535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=2953323159511588535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/2953323159511588535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/2953323159511588535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-trying.html' title='Im trying'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-9134849418784223010</id><published>2007-12-17T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T12:36:31.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Masakit</title><content type='html'>" Ang dami namang masakit sayo kat.." Ito ang sinabi sakin ni Ice 1 buwan na ang nakalilipas nung nagreklamo akong sumasakit yung ngipin ko. Pagkalipas ng isang linggo, tinanggalan ako ng wisdom tooth ( nagiisip ako ng tagalog nitong salitang ito). Tinahi ang aking gums kaya 1 araw akong absent sa trabaho. At halos isang linggo akong hirap magsalita at kumain. Ang daming bawal, lalo na ang kumain ng malalansa at maiiinit. Kamusta naman yon diba? Napakahirap. Para akong tinaggalan ng karapatang mabuhay. Wehehe.. Exag! Sa unang linggo ko pagkatapos ng aking operasyon, lahat ng kinakain ko ay malamig at malalambot at maliliit. Ewan ko nga kung namayat ba ako eh. Pero sa aking palagay, hindi naman. Hehe. Dahil kahit hirap akong kumain (umabot na sa kaawaan ako ni ice at aming mga kaibigan pag nakikita nila akong kumain), hindi ko hinahayaang onte lang ang nakakain ko. Sobrang tagal nga lang pero ang importante'y mabusog ang aking mga alaga sa tiyan. :)&lt;br /&gt;Pero sa totoo lang, masakit at madugo ang naging proseso ng aking pag galing. Pero ang maganda dun ay inalagaan ako ni Yelo at ng aking pamilya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di pa natatapos ang aking paghihirap ay nagkaroon naman ako ng bisita. Alam na ng mga kababaihan ang aking sinasabi, at sa mga kalalakihan, kayo na bahalang magisip kung anu yun. Ito ay para sa mga walang malisyang tao at malawak ang pagiisip lamang. :) Kaya panibaong sakit nanaman ang aking nararamdaman. Napakahirap, nanaman, at napakasakit. Minsa'y naiisip kong mahirap maging babae at masakit. Naalala ko yung linya ni Judai sa kanyang pelikulang pinamagatang 'Kasal, Kasali, Kasalo', nung nanganak siya, pag gising niya, sinabi niya kay Ryan (oo, kami'y malapit sa isa't isa).. 'dapat, kayong mga lalaki ang nanganganak...'. Nakakatuwang isipin na mas mahirap nga ang maging babae pero masarap din naman kasi tayo lang ang sinusuyo pag nililigawan, tayo nga lang ang dapat nililigawan eh, hindi mga lalaki. Tayo lang ang nakakapag suot ng mga magagandang damit ang mga baro't saya na hindi naman kamahalan dahil ikumpara sa mga lalaki, napakamahal ng kanilang mga gamit at damit. At marami pa akong pwedeng isulat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERO, di naman ako nagrereklamo. Sinasabi ko lang. Alam kong natural naman na maramdaman ang mga ito, naisip ko lang magsulat ng blog dahil sobrang inaantok na ko at sumasakit ang ulo ko sa pagpipigil ng antok, para lang magising ako. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun, hanggang sa muli. Maraming Salamat at may effort itong entry na ito. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-9134849418784223010?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/9134849418784223010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=9134849418784223010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/9134849418784223010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/9134849418784223010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2007/12/masakit.html' title='Masakit'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-4209391451269389942</id><published>2007-11-23T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T10:42:37.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Reasons Why I Love Thee</title><content type='html'>12 Reasons Why I Love Thee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One&lt;br /&gt;  You chose me.&lt;br /&gt;Two&lt;br /&gt;  You look at me with so much respect.&lt;br /&gt;Three&lt;br /&gt;  You treat me like a PRINCESS.&lt;br /&gt;Four&lt;br /&gt;  You consider me as your one and only Baby.&lt;br /&gt;Five&lt;br /&gt;  You exert so much effort to spend time with me every weekend and wake up at 3am then don’t sleep the whole Sunday. You do that all because of me!&lt;br /&gt;Six&lt;br /&gt;  You gave me a reason to plan my future knowing I will always have you by my side.&lt;br /&gt;Seven&lt;br /&gt;  You tell me when I don’t look good and even when I don’t smell good.&lt;br /&gt;Eight&lt;br /&gt;  You always tell me I’m beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Nine&lt;br /&gt;  You always tell me to spend my money to beautify myself.&lt;br /&gt;Ten&lt;br /&gt;  You think of me first than yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Eleven&lt;br /&gt;  You take really good care of me.&lt;br /&gt;Twelve&lt;br /&gt;  You gave me nth chances and forgave me and still love me the same.. even more now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          To be continued....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why 12? Because we spent 12 unforgettable months together as a couple. And I’m looking forward for more and more and more years with you.. lifetime with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY FIRST YEAR ANNIVERSARY MY HUNNY! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-4209391451269389942?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/4209391451269389942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=4209391451269389942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/4209391451269389942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/4209391451269389942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2007/11/12-reasons-why-i-love-thee.html' title='12 Reasons Why I Love Thee'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-2955467039697609914</id><published>2007-11-23T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T09:50:30.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Year Anniversary</title><content type='html'>11-23-07 Today is our first year anniversary! OMG! Though it has only been a year i feel we've been together like forever. Maybe because we really started as friends 4 years ago. Wow! And from the moment we met, we had a passion we both shared -- we have the same faith and from then on, every single day we spent together was special for us. That's why I feel it has been forever though 'tis only a year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our foundation is friendship. He's actually the one who's always sharing before because I was the shy type. I vividly remember our first 'friendly' date at KFC metroeast (haha). I ordered chicken strips meal (OMG! that was soo long ago, i;m not even sure if there's still such meal in KFC) and i think he ordered 1 pc chicken meal. Anyway, he told me everything he can share regarding his family. He was very spontaneous and witty. I was actually entertained by how he makes kwento, kakaaliw! Hehe! So there. He offered to take me home but as a dalagang filipina, I declined. Hehe! Told him I can manage. He was gentleman enough to respect that and bid me goodbye. His famous words when parting.. "bless you kat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the name PotPot from him. I don't exactly know how he came up with that name but eversince he made that up, he called me katpot or potpot in school. Even our close friends called me potpot or katpot. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of the memories.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very thankful to have him in my life. I really could not ask for more. He's a rare catch and I am too! ;p I'm glad we found each other. We've been through a lot also, so many not so good things that happened but we made it. We both became better individuals and we matured separately... and now we're maturing and growing together as a couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is preparing us for a new challenge. I still don't know when and what the challenge will be but we are both praying for God's guidance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you wait for God's time, you can't imagine how He will reward you! One cannot fathom His idea of the word BEST for you, for us. You just cannot stop saying thanks and think if you really deserve to have that. Well, I did and so does everyone. Just wait in the Lord and have Faith in Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-2955467039697609914?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/2955467039697609914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=2955467039697609914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/2955467039697609914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/2955467039697609914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2007/11/first-year-anniversary.html' title='First Year Anniversary'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-324895670922415971</id><published>2007-11-08T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T15:41:01.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Vain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RzK9gHOKw0I/AAAAAAAAADM/bF1paCsI5wQ/s1600-h/bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RzK9gHOKw0I/AAAAAAAAADM/bF1paCsI5wQ/s200/bag.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130371284920353602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RzK9gXOKw1I/AAAAAAAAADU/2vcSpD0rfVk/s1600-h/bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RzK9gXOKw1I/AAAAAAAAADU/2vcSpD0rfVk/s200/bed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130371289215320914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RzK9gnOKw2I/AAAAAAAAADc/jey48eEKOL4/s1600-h/edited2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RzK9gnOKw2I/AAAAAAAAADc/jey48eEKOL4/s200/edited2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130371293510288226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RzK9gnOKw3I/AAAAAAAAADk/WA9u7Lhq48s/s1600-h/san+mig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RzK9gnOKw3I/AAAAAAAAADk/WA9u7Lhq48s/s200/san+mig.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130371293510288242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know. You'll notice in both my friendster and multiply account that I AM REALLY VAIN! I sooo love taking pictures of myself. I love posing for the cam. I think I'm a camwhore! haha! Self-confessed. Just so everybody knows why I always update my accounts. Hehe! And I have tons of pictures at our house pa! Hehe! :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel happy when I see myself inside a small box, either in a cam or in a pc. Haha! I don't know. Maybe Im just maarte! But I love being maarte. Maarte in a sense that I am a girl and its normal to be like that. I'm not maarte as in like "you make tusok-tusok the fishball" arte factor. Hehe! I'm just simply maarte. And taking pictures is one of the things I enjoy doing. I know, I know. I'm conceited. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, atleast I'm modest enough to confess that I am really conceited.. self-obsessed.. vain! I don't have vices naman so better be a camwhore than any other whore.. Joke! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love myself. If I don't, who would? So love yourself first so that you can love others. ;p And others will just, you know, fall madly in love with you! Wahahaha! Sorry, just making fun of myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-324895670922415971?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/324895670922415971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=324895670922415971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/324895670922415971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/324895670922415971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-vain.html' title='Im Vain'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RzK9gHOKw0I/AAAAAAAAADM/bF1paCsI5wQ/s72-c/bag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-6936354862020830577</id><published>2007-11-07T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T17:58:18.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sweet Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RzGMHv0T9iI/AAAAAAAAACY/TxqQm3Loqf4/s1600-h/editedwed1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RzGMHv0T9iI/AAAAAAAAACY/TxqQm3Loqf4/s200/editedwed1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130035515274556962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RzGMH_0T9jI/AAAAAAAAACg/KtUCq0Y1Fqo/s1600-h/editedwed2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RzGMH_0T9jI/AAAAAAAAACg/KtUCq0Y1Fqo/s200/editedwed2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130035519569524274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" When God knows you're ready for the responsibility of commitment, He'll reveal the right person under the right circumstances..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... He already revealed to me the person. Just waiting for God's perfect time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-6936354862020830577?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/6936354862020830577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=6936354862020830577&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/6936354862020830577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/6936354862020830577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2007/11/sweet-truth.html' title='A Sweet Truth'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RzGMHv0T9iI/AAAAAAAAACY/TxqQm3Loqf4/s72-c/editedwed1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-3835724455846224472</id><published>2007-11-07T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T16:18:51.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone's Getting Married!</title><content type='html'>I have been asked many times already of the million dollar question "When ang kasal niyo?" :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh-Oh! Well.. (thinking).. It'll come. Hehe. It will as soon as we have God's go signal. As of now, we are both praying for our relationship to be much stronger and for us to love each other more. We are not in a hurry but of course, like any other couple, we talk about it, very often. We are open in listening to advice of trusted friends and wise discernment but It'll be up to the man up there. We are in the proces of planning and prioritizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, talking about our future together is a breath of fresh air for me. I've always wanted to get married, I've always dreamt about wearing a white gown and walking down the aisle, dazzling with so much love. I imagined my man staring at me and just awestruck of how beautiful his soon to be wife is and thinking that he really made the right decision. Haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its fun to think of it, its exciting to plan but again, we haven't received any word from our provider. :) Personally, I really want to and even Ice. We just have a complicated situation so its not easy for us to just decide and go for it also. Its a lifetime commitment and we want everything to be perfect, as God wants it to be. :)&lt;br /&gt;WE just need to wait and be excited. As God started our love story, He will also plan the wedding of the year (whatever year that may be). :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-3835724455846224472?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/3835724455846224472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=3835724455846224472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/3835724455846224472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/3835724455846224472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2007/11/everyones-getting-married.html' title='Everyone&apos;s Getting Married!'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-8393571320947296975</id><published>2007-11-06T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T15:28:42.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have different names.. I have lotsa names..</title><content type='html'>I think im one of the few people who has lots of names -- nicknames.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home im called Katre. When i reached gradeschool first it was just Katrina but then came another Katrina in my class. So my friends thought of a name for both of us, out of confusion and out of love for us.. hehe.. it was really hard for us coz we both make lingon when they say Katrina. So there. We have friends who were very creative and thought of combining our first and last names.. Katrina de Guzman -- KADIGI and Katrina Salvador -- KS! So easy for KS.. haha! but for me, it was just the start. So our classmates called me KADIGI -- that i find very mahaba but still that was what they called me. Anyway, come grade 6 it became KADIG then finally during my grade 7 days, my name was improvised. It became KADI! HAhahahaha!!! the shorter the better! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. I graduated HS with the name KADI. Some of my batchmates from OB don't even know my real name is Katrina. I just found out this year coz I invited my batchmates in my friendster and multiply account and they always ask who i am. HAHA! my name in friendster is KAT and my name in multiply is KATRE! hahaha! See? I soo have lotsa names!! :P so confusing to them! haha! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my college days in Miriam I made sure I'll make my name as mature as i can, coz im in college already. Haha!! So immature of me.. ahehehe.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on my first day, every class i attended i said "you can call me KAT" so there! From then on I was known at Miriam as KAT. And continued to this day. Haha! But those who are very close to me calls me Katre talaga. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you wanna call me as long as its not "bruno", ok lang yan, walang kaso! haha! Mamili nalang kayo sa mga mejo madami kong nickname. haha! ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-8393571320947296975?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/8393571320947296975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=8393571320947296975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/8393571320947296975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/8393571320947296975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-have-different-names-i-have-lotsa.html' title='I have different names.. I have lotsa names..'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-3419996358622851630</id><published>2007-10-25T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T12:26:17.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Matabungkay Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RyAan_0T9WI/AAAAAAAAAAc/bjq7rblfiSk/s1600-h/IMGP7891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RyAan_0T9WI/AAAAAAAAAAc/bjq7rblfiSk/s200/IMGP7891.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125125650395690338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RyAan_0T9XI/AAAAAAAAAAk/DU29Ud3gpGA/s1600-h/IMGP7922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RyAan_0T9XI/AAAAAAAAAAk/DU29Ud3gpGA/s200/IMGP7922.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125125650395690354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RyAaoP0T9YI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FjI5NkMwgUQ/s1600-h/IMGP7931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RyAaoP0T9YI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FjI5NkMwgUQ/s200/IMGP7931.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125125654690657666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RyAaoP0T9ZI/AAAAAAAAAA0/sHhOYFvwvGE/s1600-h/IMGP7911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RyAaoP0T9ZI/AAAAAAAAAA0/sHhOYFvwvGE/s200/IMGP7911.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125125654690657682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RyAaof0T9aI/AAAAAAAAAA8/E1FTCTsvjEw/s1600-h/IMGP7941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RyAaof0T9aI/AAAAAAAAAA8/E1FTCTsvjEw/s200/IMGP7941.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125125658985624994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haayy. Thank u hunny for the extended birthday gift! :) Sobrang happy until now. :) Everyday is a celebration. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Ice and I went to Matabungkay, Batangas. Actually, that's not the original plan. Way back, before my birthday, I already told him that I miss swimming and I wanted to plan a swimming party but because of busyness, we we're not able to organize it well. So we decided to just have a double celebration nalang! And so we did and it was FUN FUN FUN! :) But i didn't know Ice wanted to bring me to Ocean Adventure, Subic then direcho beach na. So that was the plan yesterday, just a one-day event. But again, Sannie (ice's bestfriend and a very good photog; he was the one who took pics during our bday) and Eloi (sannie's gf) cannot join us coz Eloi had asthma. So change of plans again.. then viola! I thought of going to the beach then he suggested Matabungkay! Tada! Off we go! :) Yey! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left at our house at around 7:30am, had a very nice and safe trip, arrived at Matabungkay Beach Resort at around 10:30 (we actually looked for a nice place that's why it took us almost 3hours to get there). The place was simple and peaceful. Konti lang tao kasi off-peak. Anyway, we had a chance to go around then decided to pay for the entrance fee. But before going to the beach, we ate lunch first. Bulalo and calamari. Talap-talap! :) Hehehe... After resting, we paid for the goggles and went snorkeling. We soooo love snorkeling! As in! Hehe.. The beach was a huge coral reef.. As in mga bandang gitna na coral reef parin.. Kaya ayun, pareho kaming me sunburn.. Maitim ang likod namen pareho kasi nakababad ang mga mukha namen sa ilalim ng tubig-dagat! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While snorkeling, one native from Batangas (btw, Ice is from Batangas so he's a native also.. :) ), offered us a pedal-boat. He will tour us and bring us to a nice snorkeling area. So, we agreed! Addict talaga sa pagsnorkel eh. Haha! Anyway, he (manong) brought us in the middle of the beach.. then he told us that its time to go down. So we did and voila again! Ang GANDA naman talaga ng creations ni Lord na corals and everything! :) Sobra! As in sobra! Mga 30-45mins din kami naaliw sa pagtitingin ng mga isdang colorful and corals na malalaki! :) Ice got a sea cucumber and mga starfish... Hehe.. Then the time is up.. :( saaaddd... We needed to go back to the shore and go home kasi madame pa kaming plan eh and we only have 1 day to do it. :) I actually asked Ice to go pa sa pool coz i wanted to do laps sa pool, para me exercise ako. So yun, another 10mins sa pool. Hehe. Then off we go! Bihis and everything! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, he let me drive going back to Tagaytay. (Yey, I actually experienced driving at Tagaytay, with the makipot road and everything!) Hehe... Stopover at Mushroom Burger. We got hungry eh. Then had dessert at Taal Vista Hotel and took pics xempre! :) hehehe... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so enjoyed my time with him. Sabi niya extended celebration daw at pahabol present niya sakin sa bday ko! Talaga naman! hahaha! Love you hunny ko! mwahness! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitin kwento... haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til next time. In detail naman next time. :) pwomise! ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-3419996358622851630?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/3419996358622851630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=3419996358622851630&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/3419996358622851630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/3419996358622851630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2007/10/matabungkay-outing.html' title='Matabungkay Outing'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RyAan_0T9WI/AAAAAAAAAAc/bjq7rblfiSk/s72-c/IMGP7891.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-4352226435793671165</id><published>2007-10-25T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T11:46:30.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RyARkP0T9VI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Bcf7sBcH3sw/s1600-h/IMGP7800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RyARkP0T9VI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Bcf7sBcH3sw/s320/IMGP7800.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125115690366530898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RyARa_0T9UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/t9oyGqB-f64/s1600-h/IMGP7783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RyARa_0T9UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/t9oyGqB-f64/s320/IMGP7783.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125115531452740930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-4352226435793671165?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/4352226435793671165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=4352226435793671165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/4352226435793671165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/4352226435793671165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/RyARkP0T9VI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Bcf7sBcH3sw/s72-c/IMGP7800.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-2058773268082765366</id><published>2007-10-25T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T11:40:12.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Post.. Better late than never...</title><content type='html'>I've actually planned this post way back pa but then Im too lazy to write it down. hehe.. anyway.. This is about my birthday. Actually, mine and ice's. Dated September 29, Saturday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its my 24th bday and I really wanted to celebrate but in a different setting. My original plan was a swimming party. Actually, not a party but I just wanted to relax on my bday so I wanted to swim.. Haha! I love to swim and i miss swimming already. Anyway, it did not happen due to unexpected circumsantances and since ice and i are busy with work, we were not able to push through with the plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come September 24 (Monday), I texted ice and asked him if he still wants to celebrate for his bday even if it was daaaayyyysss and wwwweeeekkks ago.. hehe.. and he said yes. I thought kasi we have the same circle of friends narin naman so why not just celebrate together, ayt? Hitting 2 birds in one stone kami. So yun! I gave my mom the things that we wanted for dinner and settled everything. Even made a text invite that says: : "Ice and Kat: We would like to invite you for a double celebration on Sept 29, Saturday, 7ish @ Kat's hse, Lamuan Marikina. Hope to see you there! " Something like that.. hehe... anyway, the day came and it was raining. Hehe.. I then remembered, last year I celebrrated my bday during the Katrina hurricane peak, walang ilaw and everything! hehe.. but still, I wanted to push through with it. So candlelit dinner ang bday ko. The same people came din.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my bday this year.. hehe.. Ayun, i personally arranged everything ( which was very easy kasi sa house lang namen, and i wanted ice to rest coz he came from work pa the night before) so there.. Tawag-tawag lang sa chairs and tables (my tito owns a rental shop so it was a phone call away, so easy! ehehehe), and since it was raining we needed a big tent for the tables and chairs in the garden so i called my other tito working in our barangay if he could borrow a tent from the barangay, for free. Viola! He did! hehe.. after a few minutes, yung mga manong dinala na yung tent sa house. hehe.. All was going well. The last thing I needed to do is to wake ice up. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was ready, tables and chairs, everything was on its place. I sat down and waited for a few minutes then Ice came with the drinks. Last thing to do: Check everything! There! All is ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first visitor came, then another then another. Hehe. All of a sudden, Ice and I were too busy entertaining our guests.. hehe.. di na nga kami nagpansinan halos the whole night eh. hehe.. kapagod pero we enjoyed it kasi madami din nagpunta kahit madami din ang kulang :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up until 2pm, may dumating pa na visitor. hehe.. In a nutshell, the dinner was fun so fun! :) We saw the faces of our friends as they ate and they were satisfied. Feedbacks regarding the food were great. hehe.. I just want to inform everyone that our family (ice and my family) has a gift in cooking. Very blessed to have them kasi ako, i don't know how to cook. hehe... :) I hope everyone who came enjoyed the time with us also. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE are very grateful to each and everyone who came, who greeted and who prayed for us! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next year. We're hoping everyone will attend our party. And to those who came, thank you! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-2058773268082765366?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/2058773268082765366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=2058773268082765366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/2058773268082765366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/2058773268082765366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2007/10/late-post-better-late-than-never.html' title='Late Post.. Better late than never...'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-2934998260734436895</id><published>2007-10-18T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T11:27:29.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isaiah and Katrina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff230/kmj_deguzman/withhun.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear Hunny and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love making faces and taking pics wherever we go. That's the good thing we share. Both of us are mababaw.. As in.. We see to it that we enjoy every moment we have together. Kahit na sabihin ng ibang tao corny kami.. Hehe.. So? Everyone's entitled to their own opinion and we respect that basta kami masaya! Yey! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've known each other for 4 years now. Met him at DLS college, he's my classmate at health ethics and we became groupmates. Ang galing mag orchestrate ni God! :) Hehe.. Ayun, then the rest is history. Naaahhh... There were things that needed to be settled dati kaya it took us awhile to really commit to each other. Anyway, we will celebrate our first year anniversary on November 23! Tada! Yey! Im ssooo grateful to God that He orchestrated everything. He made things beautiful in His time, not our time. I could never ask for more. God planned us to be together inspite of the CHALLENGES that happened. We made it through every thing. God was our foundation and He guided us and still guiding us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said. Im glad all is well now. Peace to everyone! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/900617718430265114-2934998260734436895?l=katpot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/feeds/2934998260734436895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=900617718430265114&amp;postID=2934998260734436895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/2934998260734436895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/900617718430265114/posts/default/2934998260734436895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katpot.blogspot.com/2007/10/ice-and-kat_17.html' title='Isaiah and Katrina'/><author><name>Katrina Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05041765603029338433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t_Ok8XbL3CY/S_VAntOUddI/AAAAAAAAANc/bl76B2ddAMA/S220/P1111044.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-900617718430265114.post-1298372646606342220</id><published>2007-10-17T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T17:26:23.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Ever</title><content type='html'>This is my first ever blog at this site. Hmm.. I love writing but Im kinda lazy before. But I think now is the best time to create a new blog spot. Tada! I have my own in this site. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where will I start.. My current mood.. LAZY... haha!!! Im sleepy and I wanna go home! Im here in the office, just finished interviewing tons of applicants over the phone. Btw, Im a recruitment specialist at one of the call centers at Makati. Well, my job is basically fun and I love my friends here (they make my stay ssoooo fun). I heart them much! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just turned 24 and loving it. I have a very loving bestfriend, critque, prayer partner, lover, and hubby (hunny+baby) Ice! I have a not-so-perfect family but I love them with all my heart. One brother that I share my kaartihan with. Haha! :) Best Girlfriends way back in gradeschool until now, church friends that I also love hanging out with especially when eating! haha! and a good and gracious God! :) Makes my life complete though ironically, its imperfectly perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have so many thoughts in my mind but I can't seem to choose what to write about so I'll just write about the basics.. More personal information..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im the youngest of 3.. Actually, 2 nalang kasi our eldest brother died when he was born, no, actually (again) a day after he was born so we never did see him, only in pics. Anyway, one brother older than me, 1 year din lang. My dad died when I was 15 y/o due to heart failure. :( I was a daddy's girl so it was really hard for me when he died but I overcame the sadness and longing because of the strength God and my family gave me. Enough of the sad part, I know dad's happy narin. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished HS at OBMC Greenhills, went to Miriam to take up AB Psychology. I wanted to be a guiadance counselor or a preschool teacher but because I was a very obedient daughter (promise ;p) I took my mom's advice and left Miriam and pursued a nursing career. I only stayed at Miriam for 2years then transferred to DLS College. I was able to finish Nursing there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There! Hehe.. Why am I working as a Recruitment Specialist at a call center industry? Because!!! Because I was being practical. That's about it. I want to be practical in the Phils setting. di ba? Pwede naman eh. Sa ngayon lang siguro. :) Mag one year narin ako dito sa January. So far, I've experienced all the first's in working. Mahirap na masaya! :) In a nutshell, Im very blessed to have a work. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Im sleepy. Yung brain cells ko eh malapit narin mag log off.. Haha! :) Pagod na! hehe.. I need to go home early to catch my mom na gising. Haha! Usually kasi tulog na mom ko pag dating ko sa house. :) So madali to the max ang gagawin ko maya. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 'til my next blog.. Tom! 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