<?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-3185716899992834958</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:48:44.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>memoires de ami</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoiresdeami.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185716899992834958/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoiresdeami.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>RABPhotography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11147729677094018129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EIVNidAsK_E/R51DE81_q_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JHPgS5N4B5Y/S220/background1+copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185716899992834958.post-133758530017075659</id><published>2008-02-06T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T05:24:38.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LabSkul Power 2002</title><content type='html'>Class Prophecy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's an easy job, alright! A Fashion designer needs to be updated with what's going on in fashion around the world. It's my sixth month working here in Milan, Italy. I had been preparing for a big smash modeling collection and since my super models are old acquaintances, it is a lot easier. Here comes my two top models who just came from Jamshedpur, India for a show, CRISTINA MOSQUEDA   and DOREEN JOY ESCOTON,   along with them are their fellow international ramp models, SHIRLEY DELICA and HANNAH GRANADO. Another thing, I almost forgot the very important model that will ramp to my collection. He is the most handsome and cute boy wayback high school. I remember that all girls are dying to talk with him since his face has a resemblance of John Loyd Cruz and Sam Milby but the two hunks can't be compare of RAYMUND BANAAG. He is the only cute boy in our batch no wonder why girls are so crazy to have him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waving at a distance is my event producer JOVENAL FUDADERA... whose eyes still disappear every time he smiles...and he whispered, "Another problem tracking down my way... shortages of fabrics!" And so I decided to fetch the other necessities in a fabric center situated in the busy streets of Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Flight 1228 from Italy to Paris, now boarding to gate 2" As I hurried my way off, a seemingly familiar deep tone welcomed me whose sexiness never failed to captive ears of many. To my fascination, it was PAUL ANTHONY ALCORDO... Two stewardess sat right beside him, giggling and laughing..but the height testifies everything, JOBELLE JAYME and RESCHELL ANN NANNETE PATUGAN.   Another stewardess mischievously walked behind me and elicited a little giggle, the campus beauty queen back in our high school days, ZAHRA MUSTAFA SALIM AL BAYOUK. She politely led me to my reservation, we chatted for a while but went back to her job afterwards. The plane was jam-packed with people from all walks of life. I took a furtive glance at my left and there it goes again, another familiar face and smile, JUAN PASCUAL COSARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our talk, I've learned that he is now a degree-holder opthalmologist. Along with him is his wife, BABBITT CAÑESO at present, a well paid pharmacist...and two little cute kids, thier loved children perhaps. Babbitt handed me a bestseller book written by an award-winning novel writer NORY LOYD NARVAEZ, whose writings are known for its famboyancy. I read it for a while. The ride was running smoothly but with utmost silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was billeted in Puchro Hotel, Paris owned by multi-millionare couple ARLENE GAYORGOR AND ERICK JUN IBAÑEZ. Intrigued with its grandiose facade, I asked the two of who's behind the wacky interior design of the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple tap on my shoulder caught me stunned, it was ABIGAIL TORRES, now a famous interior designer in Europe whose forte in designing never cease. Another group of hands who toiled hard for the building are architects KEN RASONABLE, JEOBANI TUQUIB and fellow partner LESLEY MAE SALVAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to dine in the exclusive restaurant of the hotel. I heard the wonderful voices of trio GIP KATHLEEN TANGCAY, JOAHNA MARIE ENARSICO AND GUIA MONTEJO, currently preparing for a musical presentation "Little Mermaid" where the trio would be taking lead roles. And the food was superb! Surprise of all surprises, the amazing delicacy which I just savored are prepared by famous chefs of the Eastern, PATRICK CEREÑO, MARK ALLAN PINUELA AND AILEEN AGRAMON...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another intermission was presented, the newly formed rock ban whose members are the heart-throbbing bachelors DAVEMAR TABANYAG, MICHAEL ARISGADO, JONAS PAULO JOSOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185716899992834958-133758530017075659?l=memoiresdeami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoiresdeami.blogspot.com/feeds/133758530017075659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3185716899992834958&amp;postID=133758530017075659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185716899992834958/posts/default/133758530017075659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185716899992834958/posts/default/133758530017075659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoiresdeami.blogspot.com/2008/02/labskul-power-2002.html' title='LabSkul Power 2002'/><author><name>RABPhotography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11147729677094018129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EIVNidAsK_E/R51DE81_q_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JHPgS5N4B5Y/S220/background1+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185716899992834958.post-6806667898538457011</id><published>2008-01-29T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T01:33:08.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The IT Revelations  Kalabasa Edition (by Divalicious)</title><content type='html'>The Following persons involved are said to be the members of the most prestigious guild in the community - the KGC, not the Knights of the Group Circle who killed president Lincoln. KALABASA GROUP OF COMPANIES....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;        Many who have tried, few were choose, only some survived and no one&lt;br /&gt;cares. As the Bachelor of Science in Information Technology batch '05&lt;br /&gt;took the Institute of Computing and the university by storm for setting&lt;br /&gt;a record in most number of students marked with an incomplete grade and&lt;br /&gt;still feels nothing. The only group who didn't care at all for all&lt;br /&gt;the hassle and bushel that went through their way because they do&lt;br /&gt;believe that "What can be done now can be done tomorrow even if&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is the deadline". Meet the ultimate Kalabsa class of 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fact: Kalabasa is also known as squash, a fruit that is rich in vitamin&lt;br /&gt;A. But in the local scene it is coined with an attitude of taking life&lt;br /&gt;as easy as they could and failing at the end of the day without any&lt;br /&gt;manifestation of worrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;RAYMUND 'BON - BON' BANAAG&lt;br /&gt;The Hassle Techi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He is the only Icean that posses the latest gadgets in the metro, from&lt;br /&gt;mp3 players, songs, Internet Connections, name it he has it. But among&lt;br /&gt;all this innovations he remained humble. He is willing to render his&lt;br /&gt;help to any of his group mates without any complain. But anyone has&lt;br /&gt;it's own "Kalabasa" moments, he is the best planner when it comes&lt;br /&gt;to outdoor and indoor functions but he is the first person that will&lt;br /&gt;mangle the plan by simply saying, "hassle man kau oi!" and he means&lt;br /&gt;it. But he is the ultimate health buff because he needs to be fit. So&lt;br /&gt;goodbye lechon, rice, and fats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JULIUS 'PRINCE OF MAKI-MAKI' MANLIGUEZ&lt;br /&gt;Prince of Makilala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The history of "Kulot" began when a group of adventurous IT&lt;br /&gt;students who when to a beautiful Island of Samal. Upon enjoying the&lt;br /&gt;cool breeze of the water a challenge was announced to have a floating&lt;br /&gt;exhibition and then he joined. With all the girls staring on his&lt;br /&gt;moment, one shocking object marked on his wet jersey and Julius was&lt;br /&gt;tagged as the gifted one. This guy never quits any discussion, he is so&lt;br /&gt;"kulit" which he keeps on denying over and over but he's on&lt;br /&gt;fellow that could save your hungry stomach. Julius wants to become a&lt;br /&gt;call center agent, DJ, English teacher so beware of his existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MARCO TITO LAMBO&lt;br /&gt;The Next Big Thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;        Simple yet unstoppable, thus are just two of the words that could&lt;br /&gt;describe Lambo. He is so effortless is expressing himself by not&lt;br /&gt;bragging on the looks that he wanted to show to the public. If he feels&lt;br /&gt;not to groom, he simply come to school as is. But no ICean can do even&lt;br /&gt;what he can offer in terms of programming, because he is simply "The&lt;br /&gt;Man". It is so evident with the way he logically configure every&lt;br /&gt;projects and programming competition. He is the only person that&lt;br /&gt;carries the royalty in programming. Because of all the pressure that he&lt;br /&gt;dwells with, he tend to not speak that much. Lambo usually listens&lt;br /&gt;rather than story tells when he is not influenced with alcohol which he&lt;br /&gt;considers his best hang out. So watch your back Bill Gates because&lt;br /&gt;Marcosoft is soon to dominate the IT seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LAREJUN 'MR. IC' PINEDA&lt;br /&gt;The Late Mr. IC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;        This guy became a big revelation when he bagged the title of Mr. IC&lt;br /&gt;2005. From being a normal student that just went to school and hang out&lt;br /&gt;with friends, now he does have a collection of admirers. But this&lt;br /&gt;person did not take advantage of the situation and still works as hat&lt;br /&gt;he used to do. Jan-jan was once tagged as "all lies less truth"&lt;br /&gt;person because he usually performs prank jokes by telling a lie&lt;br /&gt;seriously and convincing the person about it and it turned out as a&lt;br /&gt;joke. But he already changed his attitude by imposing the American Time&lt;br /&gt;to Larejun's Time. The concept is so simple, if you want to have an&lt;br /&gt;appointment with him just set the assembly time 6 hours before the&lt;br /&gt;exact period because he will surely show up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PATRICK 'WANG - WANG' CEREÑO&lt;br /&gt;The Human Pin Cushion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;        One of founders of the world renowned group which the "Kalabasa&lt;br /&gt;Group of Companies", Kalabasa in English is called Squash which in&lt;br /&gt;colloquial term means misadventures. Come on, he lost his scholarship&lt;br /&gt;once, having troubles with his position as a student leader, etc. and&lt;br /&gt;he still managed to stand up and pursue to his path and that is the&lt;br /&gt;essence of a KGC member. He one brave person because he survived the&lt;br /&gt;training of a fraternity and pierce needles on some crucial parts of&lt;br /&gt;his body by himself and now a tattoo on his arm. But this man is so&lt;br /&gt;generous not only with his knowledge but especially when his allowance&lt;br /&gt;knocks on his pocket. Anyways Wang2 has a hidden talent in singing that&lt;br /&gt;need to be hidden for centuries because simply overtake Edwin Mcain and&lt;br /&gt;Janno Gibbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SERVILLANO 'CLAWS' FIEL IV&lt;br /&gt;The Seductive Beach Bomb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;        The best person in setting up for an unplanned beach party because he&lt;br /&gt;has the ability to maneuver the inconsistency of the gang. On the event&lt;br /&gt;itself two things are always present on his luggage, his famous black&lt;br /&gt;trunks and plastic white slippers (What an outfit!). Fiel also&lt;br /&gt;possesses an extraordinary ability of having sharp finger nails and&lt;br /&gt;strong hands which is so essential when it comes to his favorite sport&lt;br /&gt;which is the volleyball. He can also be a qualified sport personality&lt;br /&gt;because he can mange to join almost all sporting events during the&lt;br /&gt;ICean Festival even if he was once strucked ith a baseball on his&lt;br /&gt;forehead.  This guy shows no pressure on times of deadlines and other&lt;br /&gt;crucial moments on school projects or organizational matters because he&lt;br /&gt;can't be seen elsewhere except to his sanctuary, his boarding house.&lt;br /&gt;Fiel is such a cool student and a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HERBERT 'PADZ' PADRIQUE&lt;br /&gt;The Hunk with No Address&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;        Some people were born to be a jetsetter, adventurer or simply just a&lt;br /&gt;tourist but others love to hang out on different places and Padz is the&lt;br /&gt;perfect boy for it. He seldom stays on there house due to academic&lt;br /&gt;reasons and leisure grounds. He sometimes called his home as a walk-in&lt;br /&gt;closet or boarding house because there was a time that for a week he&lt;br /&gt;just changed clothes and took a bath on their house. But even the poor&lt;br /&gt;attendance on his real home he never fails to be absent on overnight&lt;br /&gt;project development because of his kind heart in helping the classmates&lt;br /&gt;especially on programming matters.  But beware to those houses that he&lt;br /&gt;visited because he will leave a memorabilia through reformatting for&lt;br /&gt;commemorative purposes. He was once predicted to be the next MR. IC but&lt;br /&gt;he concentrated on other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;RHODA 'BOMBSHELL' MANIQUEZ&lt;br /&gt;The Demure Bombshell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;        From nobody to somebody, once a swan and now a princess and use to be&lt;br /&gt;a caterpillar and then became a butterfly. These are the exact terms&lt;br /&gt;that could describe the baby talking Jennifer Lopez butt alike Rhoda.&lt;br /&gt;She shows a very positive transition from being aloof to being&lt;br /&gt;sociable. This girl can perform as a one woman band because of her&lt;br /&gt;skill in playing the drums, bass guitar, the lead guitar, keyboard and&lt;br /&gt;the vocals. Aside from musical expertise she also and expressive lady&lt;br /&gt;through its emotions or with its clothes, she engage in more feisty&lt;br /&gt;colors and designs which helps out in boosting his image. No other girl&lt;br /&gt;in the campus compares to the arrive of the amazing Bombshells which&lt;br /&gt;she was one of the Bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MARICRIS&lt;br /&gt;The Original She Bangs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;        Move over Claudine Barretto coz the primera hair fashionista is in&lt;br /&gt;USEP is in IC where having bangs is not just a fad but a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;hairstyle. When the craze about bangs boomed with the influence of the&lt;br /&gt;movie Milan, she did not only tried it but flaunted it. Eventhough Cris&lt;br /&gt;is so adventoruos when it comes to his hair; she is a soft speaking&lt;br /&gt;girl that's been a Regine Velasquez fanatic since birth. She does&lt;br /&gt;collect records, lyrics, posters and even magazine that's covered by&lt;br /&gt;the songbird. But unlike the bird that posses the attitude of being&lt;br /&gt;courageous and ahead of everything, she simply took her time that much.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, Maricris shows compassion on everything she has&lt;br /&gt;especially her friends because she not only cares for them but also&lt;br /&gt;shares significant moments of her life most immortally about love life.&lt;br /&gt;Long live kanegosyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MARY JEAN 'MJAY' VALLEJOS&lt;br /&gt;Maldita el Elegante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;        For those people who think that showing the true feelings in front of&lt;br /&gt;everyone is a shameful act and can loose ganda points. Well think again&lt;br /&gt;because the only girl in IC who speaks and confronts anyone that she&lt;br /&gt;thinks violated her principles is name Mary Jean. This girl should be&lt;br /&gt;the ambassadress of the feminine society due to his courage and being&lt;br /&gt;straightforward in telling the truth. She may never be seen ending a&lt;br /&gt;fight to physical matters due to her absence of Cherifer but a mouthful&lt;br /&gt;of defense and logical attack sure sets a white flag form the opponent.&lt;br /&gt;But having this attitude doesn't mean that she hates being sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Halleur! "Kilig kaya sya sa boys noh". Guys should find a partner&lt;br /&gt;like Mjay that speaks her mind and fights for the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MELISSA 'Mhuy - mhuy' DALMACIO&lt;br /&gt;The Bull's-eye Chick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;        Give way to the most athletic, the number one Smallville fan, the Lana&lt;br /&gt;Lang wannabe and the queen of cd writing, who else can't recognize&lt;br /&gt;Lisa. This lady never had been behind of all the technological&lt;br /&gt;advancement and the mp3 collection (Thanks to Ate). She is also a&lt;br /&gt;follower of Nicole Kidman that even the lousiest film of the actress&lt;br /&gt;was treated as a box office flick. Aside from a fan she is also a&lt;br /&gt;caring and loving person not only to his friends but to his nephew. By&lt;br /&gt;the way if you want to have fun in a videoke, just bring this girl coz&lt;br /&gt;she knows all the artist and the title of the songs you want. How did&lt;br /&gt;she do it? So simple, just say the artist or the song title that you&lt;br /&gt;keep on struggling about and presto Lisa can give you the answer with&lt;br /&gt;matching the dialog, "Naa ko'y mp3 ana, pa burn ka?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ALEXANDRA 'CD WRITER' OBEDIENCIA&lt;br /&gt;Kikay Freak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;        "Nangabang ko?" "Ok lang akong nawong" "Unsa diay?",&lt;br /&gt;that's Alex the boy magnet in IC. She displays an epitome of a&lt;br /&gt;teenybopper and with a stomach of a construction worker. Even though&lt;br /&gt;she has a sophisticated face but she never controls her obsession with&lt;br /&gt;extra rice. Because of this trait she became the source of envy by most&lt;br /&gt;ladies because she maintains a slim figure (What a gene!). There a lot&lt;br /&gt;misconception about this girl and one of them is that she never&lt;br /&gt;contributed to each group that she belongs with, but hey! did you ask&lt;br /&gt;her to help?   ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185716899992834958-6806667898538457011?l=memoiresdeami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoiresdeami.blogspot.com/feeds/6806667898538457011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3185716899992834958&amp;postID=6806667898538457011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185716899992834958/posts/default/6806667898538457011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185716899992834958/posts/default/6806667898538457011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoiresdeami.blogspot.com/2008/01/it-revelations-kalabasa-edition-by.html' title='The IT Revelations  Kalabasa Edition (by Divalicious)'/><author><name>RABPhotography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11147729677094018129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EIVNidAsK_E/R51DE81_q_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JHPgS5N4B5Y/S220/background1+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185716899992834958.post-5922798629444354801</id><published>2008-01-29T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T00:40:14.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Legacy of Love - Chapter 4 (by Julius Manliguez a.k.a Macho Papa High)</title><content type='html'>Chapter 4 - The Menace of the Wild Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the sudden escape of Jirk, he felt unsatisfied because Zirk&lt;br /&gt;immediately went out the room to give service to her sick grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;Jirk lost his sex apetite and went home without asking permission to&lt;br /&gt;Zirk. On the other side of the story, Mj, the wild, foreheaded girl&lt;br /&gt;still depressed with what happened last night in the mall. Without&lt;br /&gt;further ado, she went to the Siquijor, the land of mysteries, to find&lt;br /&gt;solution to her problem. All she wanted was to get Jirk out of Zirk as&lt;br /&gt;soon as possible, in one way or the other. In Siquijor, she met Ka.&lt;br /&gt;Patrick Cereño, the best Quack doctor in town. tst tsk tsk. Mj wanted&lt;br /&gt;Ka. Patrick to make a love fusion between her and Jirk, a glamour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunod na kay nanakit na ako likod dre sa office, tugnaw pa jud kaau -&lt;br /&gt;murag kailangan pa nako ni pag-isipan...tsk tsk tsk, for now, just&lt;br /&gt;enjoy this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185716899992834958-5922798629444354801?l=memoiresdeami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoiresdeami.blogspot.com/feeds/5922798629444354801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3185716899992834958&amp;postID=5922798629444354801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185716899992834958/posts/default/5922798629444354801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185716899992834958/posts/default/5922798629444354801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoiresdeami.blogspot.com/2008/01/legacy-of-love-chapter-4-by-julius.html' title='Legacy of Love - Chapter 4 (by Julius Manliguez a.k.a Macho Papa High)'/><author><name>RABPhotography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11147729677094018129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EIVNidAsK_E/R51DE81_q_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JHPgS5N4B5Y/S220/background1+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185716899992834958.post-1257621160591093923</id><published>2008-01-27T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T16:17:03.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Legacy of Love - Chapter 3 (by Julius Manliguez a.k.a Macho Papa High)</title><content type='html'>Chapter 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a glimpse, the first semester was ended. I went back home to give&lt;br /&gt;myself a rest and of course to inform my father about the mission he&lt;br /&gt;used to have for me that at last i found the paralleled divah. On my&lt;br /&gt;way back home I passed the San Roque Kingdom of Toril, I have no choice&lt;br /&gt;but to passed it through. The place still looked the same, no&lt;br /&gt;development at all since i first saw it 15 years ago, everything was&lt;br /&gt;dull.....tsk tsk tsk(sound effect). Then i just smiled when i saw the&lt;br /&gt;land mark signed: "You're now Leaving San Roque Kingdom of Toril.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You and Come Again!". I glanced once more to the place and&lt;br /&gt;whispered: "What to invite for? Is this Kingdom has to offer?".&lt;br /&gt;Please stop me for i have my own Kingdom to mind. It took for me 2 ½&lt;br /&gt;hours ride and finally I'm home. You can not enter into our Kingdom if&lt;br /&gt;you don't have a visa or if you were not a green card holder and aside&lt;br /&gt;from that you have to know the password (of course i will not tell you&lt;br /&gt;what the password was). You have to undergo a lot of security checking&lt;br /&gt;before you could enter the kingdom. But for me, no problem about, i can&lt;br /&gt;easily pass and get through the Kingdom..... of course I am the&lt;br /&gt;prince......shh shh shh(sound effect).&lt;br /&gt;At home i confessed to my father, "Father i found the paralleled&lt;br /&gt;divah, what shall i do now?" The father replied, "Congratulations&lt;br /&gt;my son, Now you have to get the heart of the divah and then get a wild&lt;br /&gt;ride(you know) with her. "What? Father i can't do that. I don't even&lt;br /&gt;have a little feelings with her. You know what are my qualifications&lt;br /&gt;right? And in fact I'm committed to someone else&lt;br /&gt;already.....bhelat(sound effect). Father replied, "I knew it son but&lt;br /&gt;please for the world's seek?". I interrupted, "For the world's&lt;br /&gt;seek? What were inside that divah then i have to do that way? And&lt;br /&gt;father replied, "Because the divah's heart holds the balance of the&lt;br /&gt;world, to bring back the lost love, peace and prosperity to the&lt;br /&gt;mankind. I was astonished and stopped for a moment as i heard that and&lt;br /&gt;said, "father can i have an alternative?" My father answered, "Do&lt;br /&gt;what you think is best, son." and then he leave. In my room, i began&lt;br /&gt;to think what will be my alternative and i found Jeric on my focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For about a couple of weeks of my stay, I went back to school. In the&lt;br /&gt;school nothing change. The vast roots of acacia trees and the lobby&lt;br /&gt;were still the hottest venue of the crowds. There was no difficulty how&lt;br /&gt;to find the paralleled divah and i was not wrong she was on the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;Zirk looked like the same brand new old. She still kept on believing&lt;br /&gt;that she was the most beautiful living creature on earth and nobody&lt;br /&gt;will argue that or else you got what you deserve... a pak pak and pak&lt;br /&gt;on your face.....tsk tsk tsk(sound effet). I didn't know where she got&lt;br /&gt;her name, if it was Latin, Hebrew, or Greek i don't care for in our&lt;br /&gt;kingdom Zirk means "cursed" and i can understand why she holds the&lt;br /&gt;balance of the world. Unsurprisingly, few days later, i heard somebody&lt;br /&gt;buzzing that Zirk and Jeric were in a relationship already. I don't&lt;br /&gt;know how serious it was that i made confirmation to Jeric, "Bay kamo&lt;br /&gt;na diay ni Zirk? How true?", i asked him frankly. "He he he,&lt;br /&gt;actually bay wala naman gud ko katanggi sa iya, grabeh man gud xa&lt;br /&gt;makalandi sa akoa naulaw na sad ko kay kami nalang panan-awon sa mga&lt;br /&gt;tawo, mao napugos nalang ko para wala na sila masulti pa.", Jeric&lt;br /&gt;answered frantically. "Pero you loved her?", i asked him again.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, tan-aw nako sa iya kay friends lang man jud...no more, no&lt;br /&gt;less. Siguro panakip butas nalang na nako siya, frustrated man gud ko&lt;br /&gt;sa previous relationship nako.", he said. "Jeric can i ask you a&lt;br /&gt;favor......?", i told him everything about the mystery on the persona&lt;br /&gt;of Zirk and lastly he said, "Tan-awon lang nako ani unsa ako&lt;br /&gt;mabuhat....so help me God". That was the end of our conversation and&lt;br /&gt;I'm still kept on thinking if Jeric can do that without true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Saturday night, the Gaisano Mall held a midnight sale. Zirk and&lt;br /&gt;Jeric were there holding their hands and having fling fling with each&lt;br /&gt;other. On the other hand, Mj and Rhoda were there too. I didn't know if&lt;br /&gt;the two will have shopping or will just have surveillance to the former&lt;br /&gt;two...... but i guess it was the later. Out of the sudden, Mj&lt;br /&gt;approached the two but didn't recognize Zirk, "Hi!Jeric, gwapo gud&lt;br /&gt;and movie karon, manan-aw ta beh kita lang.". "Ha! Gusto nako pro&lt;br /&gt;naa man gud si Zirk.", answered Jeric. "Excuse me, excuse me, unsay&lt;br /&gt;buot ipasabot ani?", it was Zirk. "Wala kay labot, go to hell",&lt;br /&gt;Mj replied. "Hoi babae, unsay way labot hah, pangita ug mopatol sa&lt;br /&gt;imo didto oi, naay daghang adik sa Agdao ai, ayaw lang ni ako uyab!",&lt;br /&gt;shouted Zirk. But Mj continued to force Jeric and pulled him away to&lt;br /&gt;Zirk. Zirk looked like loathesome and maybe she can't stop herself and&lt;br /&gt;made run towards the two. She pulled Mj's arm and suddenly raised her&lt;br /&gt;right hand and then made pak, pak and pak on Mj's face. Mj didn't made&lt;br /&gt;a counterstrike to her for she was not tall and strong as of Zirk. If&lt;br /&gt;Rhoda just helped, maybe the two can fight but she was afraid. Zirk was&lt;br /&gt;very tempestuous lady so after the encounter, she pulled Jeric and&lt;br /&gt;leave them away. It was already 12:00 o'clock midnight, Jeric asked if&lt;br /&gt;he can leave now but Zirk hesitated, "No, dili diay ko nimo ihatod sa&lt;br /&gt;balay? Daghan baya rapist sa Toril......bahala ka!". Jeric didn't&lt;br /&gt;refuse anymore and they went home together. It took 45 minutes ride&lt;br /&gt;from downtown area to the San Roque kingdom of Toril. At home nobody&lt;br /&gt;noticed their arrival obviously they were all sleeping. "Please sit&lt;br /&gt;down, i just have to fix myself", Zirk said. "No, I'll go ahead,&lt;br /&gt;it's late at night already" Jeric answered. "No, stay here, dire&lt;br /&gt;nalang katulog, actually wala na say jeep mobyahe karon pa downtown.&lt;br /&gt;Maligo ko, dili ko nimo ubanan, ngitngit baya didto?", replied Zirk.&lt;br /&gt;Jeric said, "No thanks, i'll just stay here." After one hour&lt;br /&gt;bathing Zirk went to her room and dressed fabulously with delicate&lt;br /&gt;perfumes. "where you going?" asked Jeric. "Hah, dire lang,&lt;br /&gt;ing-ani man jud ko basin naa sa balay lang, i want to look myself sexy.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, i have something for you to offer. This is not vodka, a red&lt;br /&gt;wine, or a tequila. This is our native product "tuba". Actually&lt;br /&gt;this is in "bahalina" form already.", answered Zirk. She prepared&lt;br /&gt;1 gallon of "bahalina" and there were still 5 gallons over the&lt;br /&gt;cabinet......they should invite marco for that......tsk tsk tsk(sound&lt;br /&gt;effect). The two enjoyed their bahalina with fried "palaka" as&lt;br /&gt;their "pulutan". The two sat on the floor while drinking. Few&lt;br /&gt;moments later, Zirk suggested to play "strip spin-the-bottle". She&lt;br /&gt;was confident that she would not lose since girls have usually more&lt;br /&gt;clothing than guys. A few drinks and some shed clothes after, the two&lt;br /&gt;were all getting real drunk. It was Jeric who first to lose, and he was&lt;br /&gt;hiding his hard-on with his hands. Zirk don't really remember how it&lt;br /&gt;happened but she also lost all her clothes. Zirk pulled Jeric towards&lt;br /&gt;the bed and began kissing him all over. She was so drunk and horny. She&lt;br /&gt;didn't mind that her mother and grandmother were there sleeping. Soon,&lt;br /&gt;the two were on the bed and having a wild sex. This was a real first&lt;br /&gt;for Zirk and she was surprised that she could even do it like that.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, in the middle of their sexcapades a sudden voice came&lt;br /&gt;out, "Zirk, asa naman tong akong arenola day? Palihog intaw ko kay&lt;br /&gt;hapit nako makaihi dire sa banig oi." It was Zirk grandmother. Zirk&lt;br /&gt;didn't know what to do so they stopped and fixed all her clothes and&lt;br /&gt;went immediately to her grandmother's room. Jeric on the other hand&lt;br /&gt;whispered, "Hoohhhh, shett!" and began fxing his clothes too, maybe&lt;br /&gt;he just lost his sexual appetite. Without any permission to Zirk, he&lt;br /&gt;made an escape.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued......&lt;br /&gt;What will happen next.....Jeric was unsuccessful to get the balance of&lt;br /&gt;the world?&lt;br /&gt;What will happen to Zirk this time? Mj was planning to go to&lt;br /&gt;Sequijor..... til then.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185716899992834958-1257621160591093923?l=memoiresdeami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoiresdeami.blogspot.com/feeds/1257621160591093923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3185716899992834958&amp;postID=1257621160591093923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185716899992834958/posts/default/1257621160591093923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185716899992834958/posts/default/1257621160591093923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoiresdeami.blogspot.com/2008/01/legacy-of-love-chapter-3-by-julius.html' title='Legacy of Love - Chapter 3 (by Julius Manliguez a.k.a Macho Papa High)'/><author><name>RABPhotography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11147729677094018129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EIVNidAsK_E/R51DE81_q_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JHPgS5N4B5Y/S220/background1+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185716899992834958.post-6900447331135925874</id><published>2008-01-27T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T16:12:01.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Legacy of Love - Chapter 2 (by Julius Manliguez a.k.a Macho Papa High)</title><content type='html'>Chapter Two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The University was not densely populated as compared to other&lt;br /&gt;University. You can easily noticed anyone especially those big people&lt;br /&gt;and others with unique personality. Students were came different&lt;br /&gt;Kingdoms and Kingdoms, Islands to Islands. My father sent me here&lt;br /&gt;knowing that the paralleled Divah was here also. Without any identity&lt;br /&gt;about the person, I took it as a challenge to find out who is who,&lt;br /&gt;which is which. It just like a Manhunt for a fugutive Spy. Along the&lt;br /&gt;four corners of the university there lies a group of people gathered in&lt;br /&gt;the vast roots of acasia tree having glances to everyone who walked&lt;br /&gt;behind them. I asked Padz, "Kinsa diay na sila? Sige lang lagi na silag&lt;br /&gt;pahipi sa daplin murag mga burikat na wa nahalin gabii. "Ambot pero&lt;br /&gt;taga IC man lang japon na sila", replied PAdz. "Pero mga graduating na&lt;br /&gt;man siguro na sila kay mga dasko naman nya hingkod na ug mga nawong&lt;br /&gt;labi nang nasa tunga... lalake na xa bay?". "Dili oi, babae na oi, mao&lt;br /&gt;man nang nagkanta sa acquaintance party nato, si Zirk man daw na",&lt;br /&gt;answered Padz. For the record Zirk looked like a real gentleman at&lt;br /&gt;first but deep inside she's a woman. No question about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a datacom class the students were great and small, there were&lt;br /&gt;bombshells, thin and fat, straight and curly, others smell good others&lt;br /&gt;were not. Unexpectedly, while waiting for the teacher to arrive, Zirk&lt;br /&gt;approached in a vacant chair beside me and recognized herself, "Hi! By&lt;br /&gt;the way i'm Zirk, ikaw?" I hesitated to answer her but since she made&lt;br /&gt;the first move and i understood she's a lady I replied,&lt;br /&gt;"Ah...julius...julius manliguez" and made a hand-shake. At first, the&lt;br /&gt;conversation was pretty good but as it went deeper I smell something&lt;br /&gt;fishy with the tête-à-tête, so I raised an excuse and leave her&lt;br /&gt;alone with Jerik at the back. Zirk glanced frantically at him with an&lt;br /&gt;eye sparkling. Jerik replied at her and said, "Hi, di ba ikaw tong&lt;br /&gt;nagkanta sa acquaintance party? Ako diay si Jerik"......(playing love&lt;br /&gt;moves in a mysterious ways as a sound effect). "Wala man gud lain ba&lt;br /&gt;mao napugos nalang ko, Z-zirk diay", replied Zirk while biting her&lt;br /&gt;lower lip. "Alam mo.... i, i like you", added Jerik. "mao ba, ikaw&lt;br /&gt;jud...ikaw pa lang jud ba ang nakaingon ana sa ako ba, gikilig man pod&lt;br /&gt;ko oi", answered Zirk. The conversation of the two became hotter and&lt;br /&gt;hotter and they stop only when the teacher arrived. While the class was&lt;br /&gt;ongoing Zirk looked like very annoying on her seat. She glances at me&lt;br /&gt;deeply while biting the cap of her ballpen looked like a flirt woman&lt;br /&gt;but i never pay any attention to her. I thought that was the end but i&lt;br /&gt;was wrong. While listening to the teacher's discussion i felt something&lt;br /&gt;heavy lied on my shoulder. I lingered around and out of my surprise it&lt;br /&gt;was Zirk's arm that made me whispered, "Unsa man ning bayhana mura man&lt;br /&gt;ug yugo sa kabaw ang kamot garabe ka bug-at, boxer man guro ni di man&lt;br /&gt;guro ni chicks"...... tsk tsk tsk(sound effect). I can't afford to&lt;br /&gt;listen to the discussion anymore. What i did.....i rised and said,&lt;br /&gt;"Sir, naa yata kay estudyante deri na kulang sa pansin". Everybody was&lt;br /&gt;silent and a moment later they laugh and eyes seizing at Zirk. I knew&lt;br /&gt;that Zirk felt ashamed for what i did but i leave it that way for i&lt;br /&gt;knew with her persona she can manage it well. After the class i didn't&lt;br /&gt;expect a sudden encounter with Zirk and out of my surprise, she&lt;br /&gt;approached me and said, "Hoi, Gwapo ka?....kusog lang kag sex appeal&lt;br /&gt;oi." I stopped and made no reply for she leave immediately together&lt;br /&gt;with Jerik. From my behind i herad someone laughing and said,&lt;br /&gt;"Merezee". It was lare, a short, sporty and the reigning Mr. IC that&lt;br /&gt;time. Far behind, I saw them walking towards the center stage with the&lt;br /&gt;hand of Zirk manipulating some of the body part of Jerik..... Oh my&lt;br /&gt;God! She was a kind og.....you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side of the story, there were two girls sitting along the&lt;br /&gt;vast roots of acasia tree. I recognized, it was Mj, the wild-foreheaded&lt;br /&gt;woman and Rhoda on her side, a silent but rock mystical girl. They were&lt;br /&gt;having conversation. "Rod, gwapo lagi na si Jerik noh?.... Crush nako&lt;br /&gt;siya", said Mj. "Lagi pero ginalandi naman gud na xa ni Zirk oi", rhoda&lt;br /&gt;answered. "Well tan-awon lang nato....lingin pa ang bola" added Mj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day along a busy schedule..... a group of people along the&lt;br /&gt;lobby were having fun with each otheruntil I heard someone shouting,&lt;br /&gt;"Mabuhay ang taga-Toril" and others replied "Mabuhay". I didn't&lt;br /&gt;recognized who is who but i believed that was a good sign to identify&lt;br /&gt;the paralleled Divah. I went through the crowd and I was astonished it&lt;br /&gt;was Zirk who shouted. I asked somebody and she said, "Mao man na xa ang&lt;br /&gt;Divah sa San Roque Kingdom of Toril". I meditated for a moment and&lt;br /&gt;whispered, "oh my God! Of all the people, ngano siya man". Well, I've&lt;br /&gt;nothing to do but to accept the reality. As part of my mission  i have&lt;br /&gt;to get closer and closer to Zirk. I have to know everything in her and&lt;br /&gt;about their kingdom. The question lies to myself: "What will i do, Zirk&lt;br /&gt;and Jerik can not be separated  anymore and everytime I saw them they&lt;br /&gt;always have fling-fling to each other. Do they have a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;br /&gt;Sorry i have to cut the story to give way Pacquiao-Morales&lt;br /&gt;fight........by the way before i will have the next chapter i would&lt;br /&gt;like to ask a permission to everybody because in the later part of the&lt;br /&gt;story it contents some scenes not suitable for very young readers and i&lt;br /&gt;understand laura is here...By the meron lang mga maseselang pinaggagawa&lt;br /&gt;ang mga characters natin...medyo sexy ng kaunti pero di kasing tindi ng&lt;br /&gt;nasa tabloid....so do we have to post parental guidance here? tan-aw sa&lt;br /&gt;ko boxing.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185716899992834958-6900447331135925874?l=memoiresdeami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoiresdeami.blogspot.com/feeds/6900447331135925874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3185716899992834958&amp;postID=6900447331135925874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185716899992834958/posts/default/6900447331135925874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185716899992834958/posts/default/6900447331135925874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoiresdeami.blogspot.com/2008/01/legacy-of-love-chapter-2-by-julius.html' title='Legacy of Love - Chapter 2 (by Julius Manliguez a.k.a Macho Papa High)'/><author><name>RABPhotography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11147729677094018129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EIVNidAsK_E/R51DE81_q_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JHPgS5N4B5Y/S220/background1+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185716899992834958.post-1382938683795635593</id><published>2008-01-27T16:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T16:11:04.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Legacy of Love - Chapter 1  (by Julius Manliguez a.k.a Macho Papa High)</title><content type='html'>In the other side of the world far from the kingdom of Maki-maki, there&lt;br /&gt;lies another kingdom, the San Roque Kingdom of Toril. In the history of&lt;br /&gt;this kingdom, no one had ever invade the land even Christopher&lt;br /&gt;Columbus, who first discovered the kingdom, hesitated for the place&lt;br /&gt;proved to be ironic, for the kingdom has little gold or minerals of&lt;br /&gt;consequence except for that fishing port complex. Nor was there a large&lt;br /&gt;population of Torilians to exploit, so Columbus diverted his route to&lt;br /&gt;the western part and discovered America. Not even my great great grand&lt;br /&gt;father wanted to invade this poor kingdom for according to my father,&lt;br /&gt;for this kingdom there lies the miracle and the legend that he wanted&lt;br /&gt;me to discover.... tst tsk tsk (sound effect). It was an enigma to&lt;br /&gt;everybody how the kingdom name was taken but according to the palmist,&lt;br /&gt;the Kingdom was name not because the people who live here were Rocky&lt;br /&gt;(The Boxer) but it was the opposite side of it. The San Roque Kingdom&lt;br /&gt;of Toril was jus a small Kingdom and not as beautiful as that of&lt;br /&gt;Maki-maki. The people here attempted to set their kingdom standard to&lt;br /&gt;the first class kingdom through their propaganda "Mabuhay ang&lt;br /&gt;Taga-Toril" but it seems they were all frustrated as the KCSCB (Kingdom&lt;br /&gt;City Standard Classification Board) ignored their petition.... tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;tsk(sound effect). The result stated:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. that the Kingdom should have large shopping district and malls not&lt;br /&gt;that of Grocerama;&lt;br /&gt;2. the Vales, the Kalayaan and among other beaches should be of white&lt;br /&gt;sand and no dumpsite, zero human waste along the seashores, so that the&lt;br /&gt;people along the nearby Kingdom will not divert their adventure to as&lt;br /&gt;far as that of Samal Island;&lt;br /&gt;3. that the fishing port should have large fishing vessels not that of&lt;br /&gt;small bancas and vintas used in the fishing;&lt;br /&gt;4. that the church should be of fully furnished so that people will not&lt;br /&gt;be cautious about the falling debris while the mass is going on for the&lt;br /&gt;church still look like skeleton for about a period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in this Kingdom were astonished about the result but in spite of&lt;br /&gt;that they still continue to search the unknown. The King of the Kingdom&lt;br /&gt;called a meeting to look for the choosen one who will be the Kingdom's&lt;br /&gt;Divah. They held an auditions from the different barangays 'til to the&lt;br /&gt;rugged peaks and canyons and vast, dark and silent plains of the&lt;br /&gt;Kingdom to find their Divah. The Divah will become the Kingdom's&lt;br /&gt;ambassador or good well and will promote the Kingdom in general, their&lt;br /&gt;tourism, their culture and their people to the first world&lt;br /&gt;kingdoms..... well good luck to that Divah. Thousands and thousands of&lt;br /&gt;Torilians tried but only one remain standing. Out of nowhere, it was&lt;br /&gt;the paralleled Divah who bags the title. Her name was Zirk, the goddess&lt;br /&gt;of beauty of her own world. This paralleled Divah is also known as big&lt;br /&gt;hot mama. The reputation of her name lies on her definition of beauty,&lt;br /&gt;"What is beauty if I am beautiful? Are you beautiful?" It is too good&lt;br /&gt;to be true that even Latin American Women, the worlds beauty queens and&lt;br /&gt;even the Romans and greeks goddess of beauty will vow and have no&lt;br /&gt;comment about her. Zirk, a touch-myneck-not person was a&lt;br /&gt;family-oriented. She loves her family so much especially her&lt;br /&gt;grandmother. Her love for her grandmother is unconditionally and yet&lt;br /&gt;more than herself. She used to woke-up early in the morning to cook&lt;br /&gt;food for her. They used to take a bath together and sleep together. Her&lt;br /&gt;sicked grandmother needs extra love and care and only Zirk can give&lt;br /&gt;that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the age of 16, the King of the Kingdom decided to send Zirk in the&lt;br /&gt;prestige institution. They sent her first at the University of&lt;br /&gt;Mindamnao but unfortunately thay found out that it was not the right&lt;br /&gt;place for her. They decided to transefer Zirk to much prestige school,&lt;br /&gt;The University of Southeastern Philippines where the adventures of the&lt;br /&gt;paralleled Divah started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she's in school, will her mission for her Kingdom turn to success?&lt;br /&gt;or will she find another interest, the love interest? Will the prince&lt;br /&gt;of Maki-maki find interest to her to reveal the miracle and the legend&lt;br /&gt;behind their Kingdom? What will happen to the adventures of the Diva?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued......&lt;br /&gt;Sorry naubusan ako ng time......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185716899992834958-1382938683795635593?l=memoiresdeami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoiresdeami.blogspot.com/feeds/1382938683795635593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3185716899992834958&amp;postID=1382938683795635593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185716899992834958/posts/default/1382938683795635593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185716899992834958/posts/default/1382938683795635593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoiresdeami.blogspot.com/2008/01/legacy-of-love-by-julius-manliguez-aka.html' title='Legacy of Love - Chapter 1  (by Julius Manliguez a.k.a Macho Papa High)'/><author><name>RABPhotography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11147729677094018129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EIVNidAsK_E/R51DE81_q_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JHPgS5N4B5Y/S220/background1+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185716899992834958.post-7069478565469162345</id><published>2008-01-27T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T15:47:56.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day For Love (by Divalicious)</title><content type='html'>Time is rushing in the field of USEP wherein new hopefuls tried&lt;br /&gt;their luck in building their future. They came from different parts of the&lt;br /&gt;Island, some traveled strenuously and some did it like no hassle at all.&lt;br /&gt;Expectedly, there were some who brought their parents to help in the line,&lt;br /&gt;some did it on their own and the other a happily and confidently went&lt;br /&gt;through the process with their high school buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;WELCOME TO THE UNIVERSITY OF SOUTHEASTERN PHILIPPINES SCHOOL YEAR 2002-2003.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;            Let's meet our characters that will truly provide spark to our&lt;br /&gt;story. Pat is a nerdy student who's been undecided on what career he wanted.&lt;br /&gt;Together with his co-high school classmates, they fall in line to the&lt;br /&gt;Institute of Computing for the interview. Institute of Computing caters the&lt;br /&gt;courses such as Computer Science and Information Technology. Pat and his&lt;br /&gt;friends namely Herbert, Billy, and Ray choose IT. Herbert is the former&lt;br /&gt;campus heartthrob during their high school days although he came from a&lt;br /&gt;wealthy family, he manage to go college. Billy is the master of prank, a&lt;br /&gt;dancer, and a notified babe magnet. Ray is certified gym buff until he went&lt;br /&gt;into an accident and needs to take steroids for easy recovery that is why he&lt;br /&gt;is now suffering from weight problem."Nakulbaan man ko oi!", Pat said. "Ok&lt;br /&gt;ra lagi na Pat!", Ray replied. It was long queue even if it was just the&lt;br /&gt;first day of interview; maybe the freshmen students were that excited&lt;br /&gt;entering college. But later they will know a roller coaster ride that will&lt;br /&gt;change their lives drastically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;            Side from the group of Pat, another group went on the queue, and&lt;br /&gt;they were Shy, Ria, and Chippy. They were so annoying and overpowering&lt;br /&gt;because they dressed up as if they were invited to a rave. Everyone in the&lt;br /&gt;line talks about there existence because Shy was known as the leader of&lt;br /&gt;Black Metal Power in their high school. And Ria became the girlfriend of the&lt;br /&gt;matinee idol and Chippy was a rehab survivor. All of a sudden the a girl&lt;br /&gt;went to the group of Shy and slap her and said "A Manos". And that girl was&lt;br /&gt;MJ the leader of the terror Panabo Gilfriends which the mortal enemy of&lt;br /&gt;Black Metal Power headed by Shy. Chippy tried to pull off her pen and ready&lt;br /&gt;to stab MJ but a guy cool down the situation and he is Larejun a not so tall&lt;br /&gt;guy and a neighbor of Maricris a timid girl. Larejun grab MJ's arm and they&lt;br /&gt;went out to stay away from trouble. MJ was so angry that he slap Larejun's&lt;br /&gt;face "Kinsa man k?","Sorry Miss kung gi uwang tamo pero first year p man gud&lt;br /&gt;tah, basig ma expel dayon ta. Concern lng man ko."larejun said. "Unsai&lt;br /&gt;panaglan nimo?" "Larejun diay Miss" "Ayaw na ug pakita sa akoa ha." And Mj&lt;br /&gt;went back to the queue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;            After that stressful waiting for the interview, the hopefuls&lt;br /&gt;began to drift their emotion and experiences during their slot. Some may&lt;br /&gt;seem to regret and felt dismay but the group of Pat was so solid that they&lt;br /&gt;did pass the event. And then the turn of MJ was announced and she went&lt;br /&gt;inside the room. Good Morning Sir, said MJ. So why IT? A puzzling question&lt;br /&gt;thrown by Mr. Gamboa, the terror teacher and MJ's interviewer. And MJ&lt;br /&gt;immediately replied, "WHY NOT?".  The teacher was impressed and&lt;br /&gt;congratulated her as a student of IC. Actually, most of the applicants did&lt;br /&gt;pass the interview but they were stunned by the way the college handled the&lt;br /&gt;admission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;            Since most of the students have no connections yet wit each&lt;br /&gt;other except for the group of Pat, they went out of school and planed to go&lt;br /&gt;home to regain their excreted energy. But another tension was trying to&lt;br /&gt;build up when the two rivals bump with each other, Shy and MJ and they hold&lt;br /&gt;on to their weapons until Larejun came and immediately acted another heroic&lt;br /&gt;act. "Maayo pa no kai pa-bright-tay na lang mo sa class.Unsa diay inyong&lt;br /&gt;section?" Larejun challenged. "IT 1-B, Huh! Classmate tah, yucks." The stwo&lt;br /&gt;shouted. They were a bit shocked but they stopped when a dashing guy went n&lt;br /&gt;his way and innocently asked the ladies "Unsai HESTORI aning U-SIP?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To be continued………………………. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185716899992834958-7069478565469162345?l=memoiresdeami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoiresdeami.blogspot.com/feeds/7069478565469162345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3185716899992834958&amp;postID=7069478565469162345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185716899992834958/posts/default/7069478565469162345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185716899992834958/posts/default/7069478565469162345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoiresdeami.blogspot.com/2008/01/day-for-love-by-divalicious.html' title='A Day For Love (by Divalicious)'/><author><name>RABPhotography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11147729677094018129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EIVNidAsK_E/R51DE81_q_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JHPgS5N4B5Y/S220/background1+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185716899992834958.post-6172644836555157641</id><published>2008-01-26T02:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T02:46:28.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my First Post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At last! I am so excited to post in my newly created blog. This blog was created for the all memories I have remembered with all friends I have met. Everyone of us had experienced the joy of having friends in our life, hardly accepting the reality that friends come and go. Despite of all odds, still having friends in our life is the most wonderful things we encounter. For me, I like meeting friends and making new friends. This can cure loneliness and forget our problems. Friends will be friends. This Blog is dedicated to all of my friends that shared me their friendship and laugh with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3185716899992834958-6172644836555157641?l=memoiresdeami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoiresdeami.blogspot.com/feeds/6172644836555157641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3185716899992834958&amp;postID=6172644836555157641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185716899992834958/posts/default/6172644836555157641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3185716899992834958/posts/default/6172644836555157641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoiresdeami.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-is-my-first-post.html' title='This is my First Post!'/><author><name>RABPhotography</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11147729677094018129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EIVNidAsK_E/R51DE81_q_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JHPgS5N4B5Y/S220/background1+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
