<?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-15844717</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:42:32.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Happy Moments</title><subtitle type='html'>I maybe feel sad when I left my family,friends and my country but It cant be measured the happiness that I feel now that Im with my husband.Together, we will journey the long,rocky and smooth path of our lives hand in hand.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15844717/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sweetceline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/christmas053.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15844717.post-113681164781271572</id><published>2006-01-09T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T11:45:13.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im back</title><content type='html'>I was gone for quite sometimes in the world of blogging and I didn't realize I was too far behind of whats going on with my online friends,with their lives, their tremendous achievements, and their happy moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time has change, moves too fast and so as my life here.I was once sitting in a bench alone,contemplating for day to day life and wondering what will be my future a head of me.I was so young and naive then,was thinking that someday I will either teach in our province or get married and raise a family.Funny thought that when I was in college it never cross my mind teaching and even raising a family.I just want to work and help my family ina little way.I been working too hard..even don't have time hanging around with my friends and have fun.Time had came that I realize that Im tired and I need someone who will takecare of me,love me and love in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be almost a year now that I got here.Many things had happen and most of it are good things.I've learned to became independent and stand on my own feet.I used to be so shy and timid.Wasn't confident enough then to face different phase of life.I observe,learn and adopt.Thats what I always do,just go with the flow,sway with the windblow,dance to every tune and live for your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the things happened was my cousin hezzel's visit and her husband last December.They spent 4 days here and we had fun cooking and had time to bond and chat.And also I got my Adjustment of status card.Im so happy that finally my fillings were done hehehe oppss I still have to file after 2 yrs to renew it heheheh thought im done with it at least it will be after 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee scrollamount="5" width="100%" bgcolor="#990099"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/christmas084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 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target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/christmas085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/christmas077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15844717-113681164781271572?l=sweetceline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/feeds/113681164781271572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15844717&amp;postID=113681164781271572&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15844717/posts/default/113681164781271572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15844717/posts/default/113681164781271572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-back.html' title='Im back'/><author><name>Sweetceline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/christmas053.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15844717.post-113439270790388785</id><published>2005-12-12T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T04:55:45.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Things Happened</title><content type='html'>In my previous post I mentioned about the Filipino couple that I met here at my work place.I didn't realized that they will play an important role in my life.Sometimes when you met people and exchange coversation in a little bit with them and at the end of the day of a tiring work they will be just an acquintance to u.But to me they are not,they are the lucky angel that came across in my path and offer me a wonderful job that I couldn't resist.Menchu is a filipino nurse and her husband Chito is a Pediatrician a sweet and wonderful couple who live here for more than two decades.They have a succesful business and live in a good life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day while I was working,she and her husband came to eat lunch.I was the one who take their order and she ask me if I know how to take body temperature and how to get blood pressure.And I said yes and she ask me if Im interested to work for her.Hmmm that time I smell something hehehehe hindi mabaho ha kundi opportunidad,it seems like good job is looking for me instead of other way around hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was my training week,work is not too hard.I work with sick kids nga lang...I felt sad looking those little baby got sick...some of them were congested at hirap huminga,nakaka awa talaga silang tingnan especially when times i have to get the temperature which pag mga infant to 2 sa rectal kukunan ang iba umiiyak..ako naman naaawa as much as possible I don't want to see them crying.Pag umiiyak na bibigyan ko na ng sucker hehehe para tumahan lang.Minsan naman wa epek ang  sucker iyak pa rin ng iyak,at may mga instances pa na they will not allow me to touch them because they think Im  a mean woman who let them cry hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although work can be tiring sometimes but at the end of the day Im still happy because I love the way I do,I adore kids and I work with good people and also I have my husband who support me all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry christmas  and Have a prosperous New New year To All!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15844717-113439270790388785?l=sweetceline.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/christmas053.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15844717.post-113250910917016508</id><published>2005-11-20T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T09:51:52.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been lazy lately!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Things are not really good for me lately...Physically and mentally im worn out.All i want to do is crawl in my bed and sleep,sleep,sleep...hmmm and also lately I want to eat  and  eat  a lot.I feel lazy and even blogging doesnt keep me on and I can't think also of interesting things to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend ismy favorate day.This is the only time I can rest,wakes up late in the morning not to bother to cook or anything else hehehe since we dont eat breakfast anyway so me and Ralph stays in bed as long as we want to because during weekdays I work early in the  morning and woke up at 5 and have to drag Ralph out in his bed to drop me off to  my work .....(poor hubby) he can't say   or do anything even he was so  sleepy have to get his butt in the bed hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15844717-113250910917016508?l=sweetceline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/feeds/113250910917016508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15844717&amp;postID=113250910917016508&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15844717/posts/default/113250910917016508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15844717/posts/default/113250910917016508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/2005/11/been-lazy-lately.html' title='Been lazy lately!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Sweetceline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/christmas053.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15844717.post-113133350548302483</id><published>2005-11-06T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T19:18:25.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/trickortreat032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/trickortreat032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/trickortreat007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/trickortreat007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/trickortreat033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/trickortreat033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/trickortreat025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/trickortreat025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the pictures taken last week our trick and treat adventures.I know halloween had passed already but I still want to share my crazy photos with Seth,Emma, and my hubby's family.The rest of my photos are in my Gallery...Hope u all have a great day!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15844717-113133350548302483?l=sweetceline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/feeds/113133350548302483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15844717&amp;postID=113133350548302483&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15844717/posts/default/113133350548302483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15844717/posts/default/113133350548302483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/2005/11/halloween-pics.html' title='Halloween Pics'/><author><name>Sweetceline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/christmas053.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15844717.post-113038145763648483</id><published>2005-10-26T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T19:51:10.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to keep updated!!!!</title><content type='html'>Its been a week now that I haven't posted a new entry here.I couldn't think of an interesting things to write.Been worn out lately and I felt tired of writing down and pondering. But good thing that happened though last week i got a job.It keeps me busy and it took my stamina to write and be online always.Unlike before I can stay in my computer for 6 hours or so and I still have strength to do blogging.I wake up early at 5 in the morning coz my work start at 6 although the place I work with was just 4 block away from home It only took 2 mins drive and 8 minutes walk.My co worker are all nice and I don't have the hard time dealing with them,I get along with them and adjusted the place and the people i always interact with everyday.Today,I met a filipina couple a doctor and a nurse who lived here for more than a decade.Its a different feeling when u met a kababayan.It happened I was in front and she saw me was surprised that I was a filipina like herself and I felt the same way with her.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,the only thing That I don't like here at this moment of time is the climate.I easily get cold and after taking a shower I will shiver even the heater is on....My hubby keeps laughing at me because I wear thick house coat and im still shivering hehehe and funny thing about Seth and him they are not sometimes wearing a shirt on while me in the corner nagkurog hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't think of anything else to write but for now I have to sleep and woke up early tomorrow hehehe im an early bird.&lt;br /&gt;Well,I will keep u guys updated of my life and my daily rumbling.,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15844717-113038145763648483?l=sweetceline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/feeds/113038145763648483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15844717&amp;postID=113038145763648483&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15844717/posts/default/113038145763648483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15844717/posts/default/113038145763648483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/2005/10/trying-to-keep-updated.html' title='Trying to keep updated!!!!'/><author><name>Sweetceline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/christmas053.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15844717.post-112931376753409655</id><published>2005-10-14T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T11:40:12.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A must see VIDEO!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Strange but interesting....and scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a car advertisement from GreatBritain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they finished filming the ad, the film editor noticed something moving along the side of the car, like a ghostly white mist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ad was never put on TV because of the unexplained ghostly phenomenon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Watch&lt;/span&gt; the front end of the car as it clears the treesin the middle of the screen and you'll see the white mist crossing in front of the car then following it along the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange noises can also be heard, so make sure your sound is on.Is it a &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ghost&lt;/span&gt;, or is it simply a &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;mist&lt;/span&gt;? You decide when you open it below. This is a must see!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAALALA:&lt;br /&gt;FOR THOSE WHO HAVE A HISTORY OF NERVOUS BREAKDOWN OR WHO HAVE A WEAK HEART I DON'T RECOMMEND U GUYS TO WATCH COZ I DON'T WANT TO BE THE CAUSE OF ANY DISADVANTAGE OF UR HEALTH.&lt;br /&gt;IF U THINK THAT YOU ARE STRONG AND BRAVE ENOUGH THEN IT IS A MUST SEE !!!! JUST CLICK THE VIDEO GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN TO ALL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/celinecantebury/ghostlycarimage.wmv"&gt;VIDEO&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15844717-112931376753409655?l=sweetceline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/feeds/112931376753409655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15844717&amp;postID=112931376753409655&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15844717/posts/default/112931376753409655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15844717/posts/default/112931376753409655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/2005/10/must-see-video.html' title='A must see VIDEO!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Sweetceline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/christmas053.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15844717.post-112922799064298012</id><published>2005-10-13T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T12:53:24.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guardian Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/BabyAngel.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/BabyAngel.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;As I open my old yahoo account today, I was amaze and surprise that one of my old bestfriend in college never forgotten me after such a quite sometimes that we didn't hear each other then.Her name is Beth,she lives and work in Mati,Davao Or, she send me this inspiring and touching emailand I decided to share it to u guys.Hope u can relate to it and the angel will touch ur heart and guide u as u read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two traveling angels stopped to spend the night in the home of a wealthy family. The family was rude and refused to let the angels stay in themansion's guest room. Instead the angels were given a small space in the cold basement. As they made their bed on the hard floor, the older angelsawa hole in the wall and repaired it. When the younger angel asked why,the older angel replied,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;"Things aren't always what they seem."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The next night the pair came to rest at the house of a very poor, but very hospitable farmer and his wife. After sharing what little food they had the couple let the angels sleep in their bed where they could have a goodnight's rest. When the sun came up the next morning the angels found the farmer and his wife in tears. Their only cow, whose milk had been their sole income, lay dead in the field. The younger angel was infuriated andaskedthe older angel how could you have let this happen? The first man had everything, yet you helped him, she accused. The second family hadlittlebut was willing to share everything, and you let the cow die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;"Things aren't always what they seem,"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;the older angelreplied&lt;/span&gt;. "&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;When we stayed in the basement of the mansion, I noticed there was gold stored in that hole in the wall. Since the owner was so obsessed with greed and unwilling to share his good fortune, I sealed the wall so he wouldn't find it. Then last night as we slept in the farmers bed, the angel of death came for his wife. I gave him the cow instead. Things aren't always what they seem."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sometimes that is exactly what happens when things don't turn out the way they should. If you have faith, you just need to trust that every outcome is always to your advantage. You just might not know it until some time later.&lt;br /&gt;Some people come into our lives and quickly go . .&lt;br /&gt;Some people become friends and stay awhile leaving beautiful footprints on our hearts .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Yesterday is history.Tomorrow a mystery.Today is a gift.That's why it's called the present!I think this is special ... live and savor every moment we have in our family maybe or in our friend,our colleague and the people we love.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15844717-112922799064298012?l=sweetceline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/feeds/112922799064298012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15844717&amp;postID=112922799064298012&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15844717/posts/default/112922799064298012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15844717/posts/default/112922799064298012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/2005/10/guardian-angel.html' title='Guardian Angel'/><author><name>Sweetceline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/christmas053.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15844717.post-112890867315778249</id><published>2005-10-09T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T19:51:23.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/wedding%20pics/jasonswedding104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/wedding%20pics/jasonswedding104.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/wedding%20pics/jasonswedding121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/wedding%20pics/jasonswedding121.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/wedding%20pics/jasonswedding091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/wedding%20pics/jasonswedding091.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Few days ago me and my filipina friend and her daughter went to this wedding shop to find a simple dress for my hubby's sons wedding.Finally, after trying several dress we find one but it needs big alteration coz I didnt get my size.We were all excited for the coming events and Im looking forward to it.This will be me my first formal gathering wherein I gotta met the other side of the family and friends.We left here friday morning because there will be dinner rehearsal and have to be there early.The weather was not good at that time and its too chilly and I can't help myself to be scared.It got frighten because the road is wet and slippery a lot of things will happen in a short span of time and so I didn't shut my eyes off in the street.So what I did,I've talk to my husband and listen to my Cd while he is driving.I know he is a good driver but I don't trust people who drive thier car recklessly and so as the weather.Fortunately we arrived in Cincinnati safe for almost 3 hours drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place for the wedding is incredibly beautiful.It was an old church and abandoned and was converted as a wedding reception,birthdays and other special occasion. As I look at those good structure church can't help myself to feel anxious.It was such ashame and a waste looking at those 135 years old church as house of prayer turn out to be a place of fun and entertainment.The belief and religion were all doomed.&lt;br /&gt;I was fascinated watching the Altar and all the gigantic engraved mirror and asking myself how those people during 1870 built this church as beautiful as it was before.Anyway,the wedding is good,the bride is radiant and the groom is proud.Everything turns out good and well and I enjoyed the whole evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning,we wake up early and packed our clothes and go back home.But I told Ralph we will drop by first at International market.It was a huge place and I got the chance to met a filipina my kababayan in that store.We gave each others number and talked in a little while and then we left.It was such a great feeling to meet our Kababayan in this strange foreign land.Sa Ashalnd kasi kunti lang filipina and I only have one filipina friend.So every time I met someone does look like a filipino I don't hesitate to approach them hehehe Sabi nga nila blood is thicker than water ganun seguro ma feel ko pag makakita ako ng filipino I feel so happy parang kapamilya at kapuso heheh parang TV channel sa pilipinas hehehe.kababaw talag ng kaligayahan ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post some of the wedding pics here.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15844717-112890867315778249?l=sweetceline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/feeds/112890867315778249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15844717&amp;postID=112890867315778249&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15844717/posts/default/112890867315778249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15844717/posts/default/112890867315778249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/2005/10/great-time.html' title='Great Time!'/><author><name>Sweetceline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/christmas053.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/wedding%20pics/th_jasonswedding104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15844717.post-112802281803836958</id><published>2005-09-29T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T10:18:39.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering My Buddy</title><content type='html'>It is a sunny morning but I feel gloomy today.As if the the moon overpowered the Sun.That's what I feel today.Im lonely and I miss my family so much.My heart is longing for them especially my baby brother.He is now 15 and I know he is not a baby anymore but to me he is.He is my precious brother,my buddy and my everything.I remember the day I left there he cried and cried and hug me tight and asked me if who will take good care of him while Im gone.I feel so sad and guilty leaving them and not able to be with him during the times he will need me and in his Graduation Day.He was just a little boy when my Mom passed away and I was the one who took care of him with my Dad.Can't help feeling guilty coz I promise him that no matter what happen I will never ever leave him.But things had change and we are miles and miles away from each other.Not there to witness when he accomplish something,not there with them when times goes wrong. I really really feel homesick today I been crying a lot.I thought I already overcame my homesickness since I been here for a while but its not the way it seem.And while im writing this I listen to Cristina Aguilera's song which is &lt;em&gt;Voice Within&lt;/em&gt; One of our favorate song of my brother.It just that its for a girl song but I like the lyrics theres really meaning to it...and it says" When theres no one else look inside yourself Like an oldest friend and just trust the voice within and u will find the strength that will guide ur way If u will learn to begin to trust the voice within;And I'll be right here when ur world will start to fall.&lt;br /&gt;This is exactly what I told my brother to trust himself.He can make things good even I wasn't there for him as long as he will learn to trust his voice within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post Christina's Voice within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Voice Within &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young girl, don't cry&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right here when your world starts to fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young girl, it's all right&lt;br /&gt;Your tears will dry, you'll soon be free to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're safe inside your room you tend to dream&lt;br /&gt;Of a place where nothing's harder than it seems&lt;br /&gt;No one ever wants or bothers to explain&lt;br /&gt;Of the heartache life can bring and what it means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there's no one else&lt;br /&gt;Look inside yourself&lt;br /&gt;Like your oldest friend&lt;br /&gt;Just trust the voice within&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll find the strength&lt;br /&gt;That will guide your way&lt;br /&gt;If you will learn to begin&lt;br /&gt;To trust the voice within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young girl, don't hide&lt;br /&gt;You'll never change if you just run away&lt;br /&gt;Young girl, just hold tight&lt;br /&gt;And soon you're gonna see your brighter day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in a world where innocence is quickly claimed&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to stand your ground when you're so afraid&lt;br /&gt;No one reaches out a hand for you to hold&lt;br /&gt;When you're lost outside look inside to your soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there's no one else&lt;br /&gt;Look inside yourself&lt;br /&gt;Like your oldest friend&lt;br /&gt;Just trust the voice within&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll find the strength&lt;br /&gt;That will guide your way&lt;br /&gt;If you will learn to begin&lt;br /&gt;To trust the voice within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Life is a journey&lt;br /&gt;It can take you anywhere you choose to go&lt;br /&gt;As long as you're learning&lt;br /&gt;You'll find all you'll ever need to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll make it&lt;br /&gt;You'll make it&lt;br /&gt;Just don't go forsaking yourself&lt;br /&gt;No one can stop you&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'm talking to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there's no one else&lt;br /&gt;Look inside yourself&lt;br /&gt;Like your oldest friend&lt;br /&gt;Just trust the voice within&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll find the strength&lt;br /&gt;That will guide your way&lt;br /&gt;If you will learn to begin&lt;br /&gt;To trust the voice within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young girl don't cry&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right here when your world starts to fall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15844717-112802281803836958?l=sweetceline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/feeds/112802281803836958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15844717&amp;postID=112802281803836958&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15844717/posts/default/112802281803836958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15844717/posts/default/112802281803836958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/2005/09/remembering-my-buddy.html' title='Remembering My Buddy'/><author><name>Sweetceline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/christmas053.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15844717.post-112765476407205108</id><published>2005-09-25T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T07:14:43.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I went to funeral visitation lastnight of my Hubby's nephews wife.I couldn't believe when  Ralph told me about Tonya's condition .She had terminal cancer and I was shock  because I met Tonya and her family 2 months ago and I can never tell that she had a Leukemia and those time nobody knew that she was  really ill and even herself.It was late though because when the time she and her family knew, the cancer were all her body and very terminal.I met  Krista Tonya's daughter ,she seemed fine and accepted the death of her Mom but I can tell shes still struggling not show to anybody that shes grieving.I consoled her and told her what it was like to lost someone u love and it was very painful.There was a point in my life that I ask God why he take my MOM, shes the only bestfriend I had, shes my refuge,and my source of strength.I was shattered into pieces and I don't know how much longer I will be back at one when my Mom left me.But As the time goes by,I realized that my MOM is in peace now and shes in the hand of God. I know It is so hard to let go someone u love and I heard the pastor said  today that we shall not grieve or mourn instead we shall be happy for our loveones live in enternal life.  Its been 3 years  now since my Mom passed away but I can still feel her presence almost everyday.And there are times that I miss her and wanted her so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,it maybe a sad weekend for me but I still have a happy things happened I got my Social Security card yesterday after a long wait and its finally over hehehe.For now,I will find a job that will be convenient for me and to my husband.Ralph is such a good man and he allow me to work.He understand that  I want to help my family back home.Since I don't know how to drive yet I need to find a job closer to our house because my hubby usually  go out of town so there maybe a time he can't drop and pick me up to my workplace.For the moment,I don't have enough courage to drive am a little bit scared of driving but there will be time I will overcome it and will learn how to maneuver the wheels hehehehe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/christmas053.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15844717.post-112722635624201820</id><published>2005-09-20T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T19:25:12.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three things about me that u don't know yet</title><content type='html'>Hmmmm I feel like I was lost for a moment when i think what I will say about me that U guys don't know yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First&lt;/strong&gt;  Iam a type of person who treat people equal and respect them as who they are,respect their ideas in life.I don't pass jugdment right away.I believe if u treat them good;they will treat u the same as well.I hate rude people.Thats the time na mugawas akong pag ka maldita pag unahan ko.I don't understand why some are rude at u as u've first met them.I  don't see the logic there unless they are really born to be like that.I met several people here(mga kana)they are really really R U D E.I don't know why I just ask one girl here for some information nag maldita dayun sa ako.Ako bitaw gi taas an ug Kilay 2000 nako tapos gi ingnan dayun  nako "whats ur problem B@#$% lakaw dayun ko (hehehehe) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second&lt;/strong&gt; Im shy and timid.I don't really mingle with people right away I guess I prefer those times to have a solitude.But now I realized that there are something beyond of my world.I gradually open and somehow  going out of my shell and this is one way of reaching out  and met friends here.This is what  blogging makes u,explore and know people and be friend with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third&lt;/strong&gt; Im funny and gay person.Love to rock the house with laughter.But I can be moody sometimes,who else are not here?hehehehe Loves to experiment in cooking.This what makes me busy  everyday cooking...cooking...and the result my hubby pufffffffff getting heavy hehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raq....human nako i-pass na nako ni akong assignment  hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15844717-112722635624201820?l=sweetceline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/feeds/112722635624201820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15844717&amp;postID=112722635624201820&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15844717/posts/default/112722635624201820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15844717/posts/default/112722635624201820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/2005/09/three-things-about-me-that-u-dont-know.html' title='Three things about me that u don&apos;t know yet'/><author><name>Sweetceline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/christmas053.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15844717.post-112714875306799317</id><published>2005-09-19T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T05:48:27.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Days are too fast!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>WOW, its a sunny monday morning.Im thinking of something to do after I've done my Errands for today.Im infront of my computer watching some videos sa Pinas and I realize that been here for 7 months now and it seems like I was just got here few months ago.I didn't realized days are too fast....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its still winter of february this year when I got here.I was in LA,Ca sitting and waiting 4 hours for my next plane bound to Cincinnati,Ohio where my hubby was waiting for me and then drove down to Ashland,Kentucky for 2 hours.I could say I was brave enough to travel alone in a strange and huge place like this.Ohhh well,sitting here alone infront my computer and thinking of the things had happened during my stay here were quite good hehehe.Spring was great and I had a wonderful time planting flowers and summer is almost over.I don't know what life will be in falls time hehehe.I guess will sweep all those fallen leaves at the back porch (hahahaha)(makaya kaya nako pag walis sa kadaghan joke joke).Anyway,3 seasons had passed in my life,everythings  seem good and fine.I adjusted the culture,the environment and the people surrounded me.Hope things will be good for the coming more years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15844717-112714875306799317?l=sweetceline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/feeds/112714875306799317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15844717&amp;postID=112714875306799317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15844717/posts/default/112714875306799317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15844717/posts/default/112714875306799317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/2005/09/days-are-too-fast.html' title='Days are too fast!!!!!!'/><author><name>Sweetceline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/christmas053.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15844717.post-112688376597088031</id><published>2005-09-16T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T08:06:22.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I will surely miss Emma</title><content type='html'>Today is the last day of Emma with us,her mom will be here.Will miss her smiling face,her laughter and her dance.She danced like a duck and she is so funny to look at.At least I know now how kids will change ur life.I was used to wake up late and will not bother to cook for breakfast since my hubby don't like to eat early.During those times that Emma is with us I have to get up early check her diaper,make her bottle and so on and so fort for the baby hehehehe.It can be tiring sometimes since I don't get used to it but everything will change accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my hubby were not used of the house messed up.Everything is in  order because its only me and Ralph in the house and he understand now everytime we visited her daughter her house seems untidy....toys are everywhere and its so topsy turvy because I know now that its the way how life is to have a kids.Anyway,things are doing good to me here..Im happy with my life here together with my husband.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15844717-112688376597088031?l=sweetceline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/feeds/112688376597088031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15844717&amp;postID=112688376597088031&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/297/1364/320/DSC00365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Emma,my hubby's grandaughter.She's the sweetest baby I've ever known.Layu pa ko mukatawa dayun ohhhh I hope I will be bless one like this hehehe(wishful thinking).Her parents have a 4 days vacation to Las Vegas as Angie's birthday present,so she will stay with us for a while.My daily routine was change have to wake up early and always thinking if she's hungry or not or her diaper is wet or basig nag poh poh na hehehe.I know its one way of practising if I will have one of my own.Im glad that she's so behave,mulingkod lang sya kung mag lingkod sad ko...Right now while im writing this,she's fully awake and playing.I just glance her once in a while and Im continue writing hehehehe and my hubby is watching tv just finished eating dinner....ralph complimented me with my cooking tonight.I grilled Tilapia and rice.Ingon sya lami daw kaayu.Its his first time to eat Tilapia and its yummy daw.He ask me if I will cook it again and he will invite his 2 sisters to have dinner with us.....Giganahan sad akong beauty pero Im a little bit nervous basig dili magustuhan sa iyang igsoon ....anyway,hope things will be alright.I will research more sa filipino recipe.com sa uban pang recipe...&lt;br /&gt;I have to go now Emma is a little bit bored now playing alone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15844717-112665033179877685?l=sweetceline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/feeds/112665033179877685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15844717&amp;postID=112665033179877685&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15844717/posts/default/112665033179877685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15844717/posts/default/112665033179877685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/2005/09/baby-sitting.html' title='Baby sitting!'/><author><name>Sweetceline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/christmas053.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15844717.post-112631842913800272</id><published>2005-09-09T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T19:13:49.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Need help !!!!</title><content type='html'>Few days ago my hubby  was asking me if I want to go somewhere else..Na ngutana ko sa iya asa man ta muadto?He said if i will consider going outside the country?I said why not in a happy tone pero nakalimot ko dili pa man diay ko pwede mo byahe outside the States kay wala pa man ko ug Green card gi process pa man.But I call the BCIS about it and they said I have to apply for Advance Parole....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm another application na sad....I just finished filling those bunch of papers naa na sad ni hehehe Anyway,hope somebody here will read this and give me some info about ani hehehe.Pag change nako ug status Raquel was helping me a lot pareha man gud mi ug Status ...finacee sad ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hope to hear from u guys.....gusto man gud nako pag pasa na ko ug application everything will be alright ug mangayo sad ko tabang sa naka file na ani....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15844717-112631842913800272?l=sweetceline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/christmas053.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15844717.post-112602133047743356</id><published>2005-09-06T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T06:15:43.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild party</title><content type='html'>Last saturday were jason and jess shower separate party.It was in Cincinnati this time.My hubby was with his sons bachelor party while me and angie went to jess sister's house bachelorette party.Ohhh it was a crazy and hilarious party everrrr....My first wild party here,went to a bar and the group grooving so much while me wandering around and being cautious what will happened such crowded place(grabe ang mga KANA wild kaayu).hmmm all things well I enjoyed it and as the party's over I feel my stomach is upset and my head throbbing and feel weird because i don't drink alcohol and I remember I had a 5 glass of cocktail wine or juice whatever it called hehehe made me sick in the morning and made me grouchy to my husband.Ralph knew that I wasn't sobber coz he know that I don't drink and I looked like I drank whole case of wine or something heheheh.He asked me and his daughter angie what I drink that night and just said its just a  glass of juice and he just shrug his shoulder and smile.....I guess my husband knew and had a clue why Im such a moody in that morning....&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,it was such a good experience I was able to mingle with another people and have fun though which I didn't experience when I was in Pinas hehehe strikto kaayu ang mga Tigulang heheheh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15844717-112602133047743356?l=sweetceline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/feeds/112602133047743356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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busy</title><content type='html'>When my husband ask me what will I do when he is out of town Told him I will make myself busy and active in the house.That's what I do yesterday,after talking to my friends and cousins on line I baked Cassava Cake and Yema hehehe.Hmmm my Cassava taste good and very yummy and I'ts my first time I cooked it right and tastety hehehe.It was like my 3rd time and finally I got the right formula and I I have left over of condense milk I made a Yema.As far as I remember I ate Yema when I was in Elementary.It was my favorate then and my classmate was little Entreprenuer that time,she knows that class like it very much,she sold a lot of it hehehehe every time i remember those times I can't help but giggled.After cooking dinner,I waited for my hubby to come home to eat together.We always do that but If im really hungry I will call him let him know that I eat already (bad wife) hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After doing my stuff in the kitchen,I decided to burn my fats after eating a lot at dinner hehehe to cut grass in the front yard,swept the fallen leaves.This I hate to do,we have 3 trees in the front and since Falls is coming most of the leaves starting to fall then.Hmmm nothing to complain about have to do my chores and make my house looks clean and neat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15844717-112575495171250190?l=sweetceline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/feeds/112575495171250190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15844717&amp;postID=112575495171250190&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15844717/posts/default/112575495171250190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15844717/posts/default/112575495171250190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-made-myself-busy.html' title='I made myself busy'/><author><name>Sweetceline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/christmas053.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15844717.post-112542465476624668</id><published>2005-08-30T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T10:57:34.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone at night</title><content type='html'>I had a bizzare feeling lastnight when I go to sleep alone.Im thinking of weird and out of this world thoughts.The reason of this paranoia thing was that my hubby is working in Middleborro,KY which is 4 to 5 hours drive from Ashland.He usually install new equipment in the hospital if he is out of town so I'll be left at home alone and its my first time to stay here at night.I usually stay at angies house for a  night or so when my hubby is in training.I got freak out everytime I heard strange sounds and creaking of the wood floor upstairs hehehe I always make sure that door are double lock and all the windows close.I finally have the courage to stay home because  I told my husband that I have to be used to it when he is not home.I know that theres nothing to be scared of but its my freakin mind bugging me.I slept  late lastnight and had a little headache when i woke up in the morning.....still yawning have to take a long hot bath to start a new day fresh and alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15844717-112542465476624668?l=sweetceline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/feeds/112542465476624668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15844717&amp;postID=112542465476624668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15844717/posts/default/112542465476624668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15844717/posts/default/112542465476624668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/2005/08/alone-at-night.html' title='Alone at night'/><author><name>Sweetceline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/christmas053.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15844717.post-112536615349345763</id><published>2005-08-29T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T18:42:33.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My work permit</title><content type='html'>I thought today will be my boring day because my hubby is out of town..His work demand his time so I have to wait 'till he comes home.I always remember my husband told me in a funny tone "that one has to work" and I said ohh right hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;Im always looking forward when the time comes to 9:30 am,its mailman time hehehe it always me who get the mails and anticipating if I have mail from USCIS hehehe anf finally today,the wait is over.My working permit card has finally arrived.Im so happy because things go right.Ralph wants me work and he wants me to help my family in Pinas.He is an understanding person,considerate man and supported my views and ideals in life.Anyway,now that i have my permit Ill have to get my Social Security number and hopefully everything will turn good for my future job....I have a new chapter in life as married woman and everyday seems to be good and well with my daily encounter with my peers,my hubbys family and of course my family in pinas...I guess it will be for now have to do some chores and find something to eat my stomach is kinda growling  for some food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15844717-112536615349345763?l=sweetceline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/feeds/112536615349345763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15844717&amp;postID=112536615349345763&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15844717/posts/default/112536615349345763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15844717/posts/default/112536615349345763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetceline.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-work-permit.html' title='My work permit'/><author><name>Sweetceline</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/christmas053.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15844717.post-112532764089262826</id><published>2005-08-29T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T06:29:25.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A happy weekeend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/297/1364/1600/DSC00208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/297/1364/320/DSC00208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/297/1364/1600/DSC00218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/297/1364/320/DSC00218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last saturday,It was Emma's 1st birthday,daughter of my husband first wife.Before hand,me and my hubby were heeding westvirginia to buy a gifts for her, I now it was late for us to buy a present during her birthday party day but my hubbys schedule last weekend were hectic and it was the only day he is free from work.We found a nice porcelain doll and we decided to drop by at the International store coz i will cook for my hubbys son's bridal and groom party.Its a 30 mins drive from Huntington to Ashland and we are running out time because the party will start at 5 pm and I have to wrapped the gifts then....And as expected we were late hehehe It was good party for Emma,there were lots kids screaming and crying.And course she got lots of gift especially her wardrobe,toys and for winterstuffs.&lt;br /&gt;I've seen footlong sandwich in pinas but not as long as they have it here,it was a 6 footlong sandwich and it wasnt even fit athe back of their truck.It was a fun and good Saturday experience....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day had passed and it was the day for Jason's party.my busiest day ever dito as hostess of this party and its my new experienced.Me,Angie and Ralph my hubby were helping each other organizing this Hawaian Party.Since its tropical theme,I have an idea of what to do then.We bought hawaiian deocration and made myself a paper flower and some nice stuff for the party.I woke early yesterday coz the party will start at 1 pm and decorating is time consuming so i started early.I couldnt believe myself that I have a talent in decorating...Ala talaga me kaalam alam when it comes to party but its spur of a moment discovery of talent ika nga hehehehe My husband is so proud of me coz I cook Lumpia and known Pansit hehehe and the guest all like it.It was new to their palate kaya seguro nagustuhan nila.They even bring left over foods for their husband who missed the party then hehehe.I could say it was successful and happy party though I was so tired but its worth it...My husband family all like it and they wanted to ask my recipe.....Funny thing about recipe i dont have one...I dont measure the spicies hehehe Ive learned it from my parents cooking hehehe since my Dad was a cook before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gooodthing happened in the party when my husband told he is proud of me of what I have done ....It was all mattered to me.My tiredness of that day were all gone hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15844717-112532764089262826?l=sweetceline.blogspot.com' 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src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/sweetceline/christmas053.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15844717.post-112510650459357603</id><published>2005-08-26T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T19:41:27.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Such a quite experience</title><content type='html'>I know this is so funny to say that I met my husband on line and im using computer for quite sometimes now but still I can't figure out what,which or how Im gonna make a simple site like this If it wasn't the help of my dearly friend Raquel...A woman with a heart of gold and has a lot of patience to bear with me and teaching me all the way through...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15844717-112510650459357603?l=sweetceline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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