tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30944439154443906772024-02-07T17:44:12.896-08:00Not me...not you...then who...christina r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08747156419729077304noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094443915444390677.post-42296852955296969072010-04-18T05:29:00.000-07:002010-04-18T05:29:43.748-07:00Uncle Kracker - Smile<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ffej15-Dgl0&hl=en_US&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ffej15-Dgl0&hl=en_US&fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object>christina r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08747156419729077304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094443915444390677.post-82234770505720345742010-04-18T05:23:00.000-07:002010-04-18T05:24:34.066-07:00smileYou're better then the best<br />I'm lucky just to linger in your light<br />Cooler then the flip side of my pillow, that's right<br />Completely unaware<br />Nothing can compare to where you send me,<br />Lets me know that it's ok, yeah it's ok<br />And the moments where my good times start to fade<br /><br />You make me smile like the sun<br />Fall out of bed, sing like bird<br />Dizzy in my head, spin like a record<br />Crazy on a Sunday night<br />You make me dance like a fool<br />Forget how to breathe<br />Shine like gold, buzz like a bee<br />Just the thought of you can drive me wild<br />Ohh, you make me smile<br /><br />Even when you're gone<br />Somehow you come along<br />Just like a flower poking the sidewalk crack and just like that<br />You steal away the rain and just like that<br /><br />You make me smile like the sun<br />Fall out of bed, sing like bird<br />Dizzy in my head, spin like a record<br />Crazy on a Sunday night<br />You make me dance like a fool<br />Forget how to breathe<br />Shine like gold, buzz like a bee<br />Just the thought of you can drive me wild<br />Ohh, you make me smile<br /><br />Don't know how I lived without you<br />Cuz everytime that I get around you<br />I see the best of me inside your eyes<br />You make me smile<br />You make me dance like a fool<br />Forget how to breathe<br />Shine like gold, buzz like a bee<br />Just the thought of you can drive me wildchristina r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08747156419729077304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094443915444390677.post-82765409767747637992010-04-01T03:51:00.000-07:002010-04-01T04:13:24.421-07:00SURPRISESSurprise...surprise!<br />First, Jonathan went home earlier than i expected. So my wishes granted (He was able to attend the graduation ceremony of my K2 Class and he will be joining us in Legaspi). Second, he bought a Japanese table. Anne and I were looking for one, for a long time. Jonathan and I passed by the furniture section at SM, luckily i found one but i didn't buy it then because i was going to ask Ann to buy it. Last week, Wednesday when we went down from taxi, he pulled out something wrapped in carton. I was thinking it was a frame. I did not open it right away because we had some appointments to go to. When we arrived at BH that night, i was excited to see it. Ann, Gay and I were complete for the first time since he arrived (so, the four of us are there). He opened it and SURPRISED! It was the japanese table that we've been looking and longing for! That is also one reason, why he kept on insisting to buy some foods, we end up eating pizza that night! Last surprise, i was awarded as one of the Teacher Excellence for this year! Whoa! I was really surprised because i was the first one who they called, I can't find strength to get up from my sit. I was about to cry, but hold on my tears. I was really happy! What a day! That gave me a reason to take another chance to take compre again. When i failed, i said to HIM that i will never ever take that compre again unless i have a very good reason to do so. I got frustrated when i took it first. Now, it feels like HE is reminding me of what i told HIM and giving me a reason to try it again. hmmm...let met think about it and discern... :)christina r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08747156419729077304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094443915444390677.post-86158156327800226192010-03-21T05:13:00.000-07:002010-03-21T05:28:40.702-07:00RyoLast Friday was the graduation of my Kinder 2 class. A day before, i cried hard. For a valid reasons...My student Ryo and his Mom gave me a present a thank you because they are going to move to Manila. We went inside the classroom. I sat in my chair, they Ryo gave me a self-made card, with a dedication "We love you Teacher Tina" and pictures of all his classmates in Toga. I wondered how did he come up with picture in toga. Then i remembered i saw his Mom Ms. Hitomi taking picture during the rehearsal. Then one by one his classmates went inside, i started to cry. I was filled with emotions that i can't stop crying. I left the room, went to the kitchen tried to composed myself. But my students followed me, so i went to the CR down stairs and locked myself in the cubicle. T. Keth and T. Nicole followed me, they too cried with me. Then my two parents, went down to checked me to see if i'm ok. They too, cried. Huhuhuhuhu... i was really touched and forever be touched by Ryo. After class, i opened Ms. Hitomi's gift. Again, tears started to fall and i was touched again. He gave me a scarf, this shows how observant she is and that she knew what i am fond of. Even before the school started Ms. Hitomi already made sure that i will tutor Ryo from Tuesdays to Thursdays. Can't imagine that for the whole school year we were together every afternoon to study aside from studying during class. Well Ryo is a wonderful student, he gave me no headache. Fly high Ryo, but keep your feet flat on the ground!christina r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08747156419729077304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094443915444390677.post-8285619697700678122010-02-23T18:31:00.000-08:002010-02-23T19:14:17.203-08:00The Man Who Can't Be Moved<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6pPTHvHpkZ8&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6pPTHvHpkZ8&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>christina r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08747156419729077304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094443915444390677.post-1852419899253738352010-01-23T03:19:00.000-08:002010-01-23T03:29:26.037-08:00Not so good week for me<span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><span style="font-family: georgia;"></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><span style="font-family: courier new;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">Things are slowly changing. This week i jogged by myself, I ate dinner alone, i always spent more time doing paper work. It makes me feel more alone and sad. I used to have a companion when i want to jog but because she has extra work to dom her schedule won't let her. This past few days i dine out a couple of nights because i don't want to eat alone. Plus the fact that i am craving for some food which i don't know. Doing school work is not my thing the past few days. I know me, i want to do things in advance ,but really i don't have the strength to finish my "things to do."<br />I am trying to figure out what's wrong with me...until now i don't know..maybe in the coming days.<br /></span></span></span></span>christina r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08747156419729077304noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094443915444390677.post-40971065330444287862010-01-10T05:13:00.000-08:002010-01-10T05:14:25.040-08:00With You<span style="color:#ff99ff;">With you i feel secured<br /><br />With you i am cared and loved<br /><br />With you everything is possible<br /><br />With you we can make wonderful memories<br /><br />With you i know i can share my grief and pains<br /><br />With you i know someone will pick me up when i fall<br /><br />With you i am strong<br /><br />With you i know there is someone who is always proud of me<br /><br />With you i am brave to face the future<br /><br />With you things can work out fine<br /><br />With you everything seems bright and wonderful<br /><br />With you i learned how to be more patient<br /><br />With you i learned the word COMPROMISE<br /><br />With you i learned how to be fair<br /><br />With you i learned that true love really waits<br /><br />With you i learned how to COMMUNICATE despite our distance<br /><br />With you i learned to trust again<br /><br />Most of all<br /><br />With you i found true love<br /><br />And increased my faith with God.</span>christina r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08747156419729077304noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094443915444390677.post-9096199795763573982010-01-10T04:17:00.000-08:002010-01-10T05:12:41.359-08:00Missing you<span style="color:#cc66cc;">Just thinking of you</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">Wondering what your doing right now</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">Are you thinking of me too?</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">You are so much missed by me</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">Every second, every minute</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">Every hour, every day that passes by, </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">Months, birthdays, celebrations, </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">Monthsaries and Anniversaries</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">I've been longing for your presence, </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">Your touch, hugs, kisses and caress</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">When will feel those again?</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">When will you come back?</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">I know, it will be soon</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">Soon, we will be spending time together</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">Quality time, to make up, </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">Make memories, laugh together</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">Joke around, watch movies, dine together </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">And make l o v e ...</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">Just you and me</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">Us...together</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">I'd like it forever</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">Can we?</span><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span>christina r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08747156419729077304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094443915444390677.post-8603302191779033932010-01-09T21:19:00.000-08:002010-01-09T21:30:21.403-08:00G6 class picture<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihMDTfMfPN2NWHf2tvFpg-_q2lUPKYFxuumylbqM_Ud3dVc26xZyTbH3cc-r18B4NPqwHbLRNzF8_UsykpbrlnZj3vXtlCVSw5BT6Hh14KOHH8BO2ZYwa05zNSErbOM05pV9lTRRpuzGI/s1600-h/18955_246262513424_672788424_3140309_2964801_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihMDTfMfPN2NWHf2tvFpg-_q2lUPKYFxuumylbqM_Ud3dVc26xZyTbH3cc-r18B4NPqwHbLRNzF8_UsykpbrlnZj3vXtlCVSw5BT6Hh14KOHH8BO2ZYwa05zNSErbOM05pV9lTRRpuzGI/s320/18955_246262513424_672788424_3140309_2964801_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424977207388203250" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">I was tagged in this photo in facebook. I'm kinda late with my responses since it was posted last tuesday. I learned from there that Sir Briones was also in facebook. Cool! Ang galing talaga ng facebook! Pwedeng maka - access kagad. I am glad to hear from my classmates and saw there resonses from there. hopefully we can make have a reunion. Exciting!</span><br /></div>christina r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08747156419729077304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094443915444390677.post-27995053142817644282010-01-03T02:45:00.000-08:002010-01-03T03:04:00.668-08:00New Year's Eve 09<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAyOYgk2qRt49k3cHlxU76CdeiVkqj2LhIDcnw6HVRYSqBsXpqedbrfjQo5FA_E4WclbrfaH_HgxIEHld2EHoyWFsPj_hkzs5-bMiX_G8VMl-EI_yZekT1BVWmiIQkoGhl1fLFPK6uyCA/s1600-h/GEDC0675.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAyOYgk2qRt49k3cHlxU76CdeiVkqj2LhIDcnw6HVRYSqBsXpqedbrfjQo5FA_E4WclbrfaH_HgxIEHld2EHoyWFsPj_hkzs5-bMiX_G8VMl-EI_yZekT1BVWmiIQkoGhl1fLFPK6uyCA/s320/GEDC0675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422466087266238274" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Having fun singing with kapamilya!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"></span></div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgBHMR5lkBg_yvqpYKizpbGsRoUVl0cqBL_9yLF6eDOEvHVb_xzbpXL0SM63Al0hzvjp2dfM6P72TKxlwmfeOBhosvao9qayWtVlC-xJw2sl7YVGsyMCTxg-X7si64E5GZ6Y4nozmlPIY/s1600-h/GEDC0658.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgBHMR5lkBg_yvqpYKizpbGsRoUVl0cqBL_9yLF6eDOEvHVb_xzbpXL0SM63Al0hzvjp2dfM6P72TKxlwmfeOBhosvao9qayWtVlC-xJw2sl7YVGsyMCTxg-X7si64E5GZ6Y4nozmlPIY/s320/GEDC0658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422466078431050722" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Yummy foods...yum..yum..yumm<br /><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7kbVwDBnDWEH2k9LbEFShUiAjtN9XGCf46s5YANOSndcxUfkfh6E3TKs6lvH2cvp-8m2tPdsnwtmRwW4EXPGiXUOca0IycOERg8fvts0SdNijLobisSImSabk7H-OIdp_1Gz0OnV2TQ0/s1600-h/GEDC0669.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7kbVwDBnDWEH2k9LbEFShUiAjtN9XGCf46s5YANOSndcxUfkfh6E3TKs6lvH2cvp-8m2tPdsnwtmRwW4EXPGiXUOca0IycOERg8fvts0SdNijLobisSImSabk7H-OIdp_1Gz0OnV2TQ0/s320/GEDC0669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422466073712901682" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">sing lang ng sing...<br /><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqOYGth14KrnshvDI2eugputZrftreu5UhmPSyE9iXiXFWDwz8a7wkgPRg1GP9yupjqW6wAFgRsOsZ-ptasgLC2kRIur_PMFOwfcRcReIuAVPbUl8jNgB50jY8ZMpiTJN1jj97EnH4UjY/s1600-h/GEDC0659.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqOYGth14KrnshvDI2eugputZrftreu5UhmPSyE9iXiXFWDwz8a7wkgPRg1GP9yupjqW6wAFgRsOsZ-ptasgLC2kRIur_PMFOwfcRcReIuAVPbUl8jNgB50jY8ZMpiTJN1jj97EnH4UjY/s320/GEDC0659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422466067657187138" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">wait, it's not yet time to eat...hehehe<br /><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPHGqxxD87ymBctQll39E6vx7wY6PCz5S7ulGigJljBNqbytb_EMcr2Zg5L3Ac1GvZ-vhZsDZ3_RamILuCP7XNFqD9a0ZGJ9doCDUZbYGxAXOZi9EBM0euioEYN-3HnIo14PZBFH-cpfM/s1600-h/GEDC0673.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPHGqxxD87ymBctQll39E6vx7wY6PCz5S7ulGigJljBNqbytb_EMcr2Zg5L3Ac1GvZ-vhZsDZ3_RamILuCP7XNFqD9a0ZGJ9doCDUZbYGxAXOZi9EBM0euioEYN-3HnIo14PZBFH-cpfM/s320/GEDC0673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422466061687071986" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">pose muna bago sing...</span><br /></div>christina r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08747156419729077304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094443915444390677.post-47552025118664850062010-01-02T05:47:00.001-08:002010-01-02T05:47:44.069-08:00Swing Out Sister - LA LA (MEANS I LOVE YOU)<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><p><object height='350' width='425'><param value='http://youtube.com/v/nCIetZy_7xU' name='movie'/><embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/nCIetZy_7xU'/></object></p><p> I love this song and Sitti's Version of this song.</p></div>christina r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08747156419729077304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094443915444390677.post-50144310661001139242010-01-02T05:04:00.000-08:002010-01-02T05:14:23.969-08:00X'mas Party '09<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYeYn3zIEv3F6CwT8R3i_TNQOSKBn3wtuZSZi72t7_906Tdp45YJwQx5madO9OnzGWaUW4Lx7JqsSwt4iB8zM4MYKZ-sM2Wp-wDMkUmEbhFjYA0JtdyxufV8tF5TUDndtFAaaSTavDD30/s1600-h/DSC04303.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9H7G56IxUS1ue8gemjCjXHM02L0gX-WZt1oQrlLKC2ikhO7jRbnG0C5mIetqLqBLx37RapHk_n10YbOVopvj6PB9R9-LSg6iLNy8Tp_J9GJ2VdOyCIO-wRyrUAq4oHUGPBsgf0-7DEaE/s320/DSC04299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422128849724268162" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW4YNSyCZE3XEUufkksL7XtF3pOj44cSuG48atDYuJU09pu9711uq7EHrQH1aQiKEANPZkWauDS8lX8H-P5WSHIGvQZpeBl5oQkUs0I9ze2wNOtB26e0Zt1YHBSFQRn8ihmOpRn6_2pas/s1600-h/18157_231303528076_844288076_3162854_1164405_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW4YNSyCZE3XEUufkksL7XtF3pOj44cSuG48atDYuJU09pu9711uq7EHrQH1aQiKEANPZkWauDS8lX8H-P5WSHIGvQZpeBl5oQkUs0I9ze2wNOtB26e0Zt1YHBSFQRn8ihmOpRn6_2pas/s320/18157_231303528076_844288076_3162854_1164405_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422128842037247186" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">It was a great night for all of us. I had a great time performing our dance. The good thing about that...we won! Games are fun too, our group won twice..it was a lucky night for our group! I received the gift i requested... The Contagious Cd of Sitti. Now, my collection is complete! Enjoying listening to it right now while doing this...hehehe... </span><br /></span>christina r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08747156419729077304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094443915444390677.post-28367925830548004032009-12-31T01:27:00.000-08:002009-12-31T01:32:31.715-08:00A day before New Year 2010Bad weather! It's raining and i think it's non-stop. How can we celebrate New year, with all the paputok and videoke? Should we do it inside our house...hahaha...crazy! I hope that the rain will stop before the clock strikes to 12 midnight. So we can watch wonderful fireworks on air. Sayang! Should we just be contented eating the whole night while waiting...hmmm.. i think movie marathon will work na rin :)christina r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08747156419729077304noreply@blogger.com0