<?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-7498395</id><updated>2011-07-28T21:27:04.435+02:00</updated><title type='text'>karampot's corner</title><subtitle type='html'>a friend hears the song in my heart and sings it to me when my memory fails</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-3529234073984867378</id><published>2009-03-09T14:45:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T14:50:19.255+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Straightforward</title><summary type='text'>I feel frustrated. I feel frustrated because some people can't be straightforward enough to tell me what they feel, what they think and discuss problems like adults.  I would prefer being hurt from what they say instead of hanging in this state of uncertainty and trying in vain to imagine what the h*ll is going on in their head.  I might not find criticism easy at the beginning, but I do have the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/3529234073984867378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=3529234073984867378' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/3529234073984867378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/3529234073984867378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2009/03/straightforward.html' title='Straightforward'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-376062126319555846</id><published>2009-02-09T18:20:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T18:31:12.226+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Toxic</title><summary type='text'>I have encountered once in my life a person so "toxic", she leaves your "self" in shambles.  I was left bewildered and shell-shocked for a few months and I had to practically hold on to my "self" so that I can find myself again around the web of uncertainty she left behind.Recently, I've encountered another person who fits this description but lucky me, I was not personally involved although she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/376062126319555846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=376062126319555846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/376062126319555846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/376062126319555846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2009/02/toxic.html' title='Toxic'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-7548997081749260834</id><published>2009-02-03T16:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T16:16:12.678+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Her morning elegance</title><summary type='text'>This is a cool video...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/7548997081749260834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=7548997081749260834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/7548997081749260834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/7548997081749260834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2009/02/her-morning-elegance.html' title='Her morning elegance'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-4872918383229862859</id><published>2009-01-30T11:12:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T11:18:20.811+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Artist cover artist</title><summary type='text'>I was just browsing lazily in the Internet (again!) when I stumbled on this special feature from Yahoo! of artist covering other artist's songs.  I particularly loved this one from Mandy Moore covering Rihanna's "Umbrella".  It's amazing how they sing another persons song but they are still able to imbibe their own mark on the song.  I particularly like this because I'm such a laid-back person </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/4872918383229862859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=4872918383229862859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/4872918383229862859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/4872918383229862859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2009/01/artist-cover-artist.html' title='Artist cover artist'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-1382456317539823394</id><published>2009-01-26T11:51:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T12:06:06.681+01:00</updated><title type='text'>a New Year, a new thought</title><summary type='text'>A new year always heralds resolutions and change in our lives.  It is a chance to promise ourselves once more that this time we will make something from a failure or achieving something we have not in the past year.  Or it is also a chance to leave behind bad experiences and decisions and start afresh.The past year has been challenging for me in all levels.  There were social activities we have, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/1382456317539823394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=1382456317539823394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/1382456317539823394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/1382456317539823394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-new-thought.html' title='a New Year, a new thought'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-930952857197587252</id><published>2008-09-19T11:48:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T12:26:05.868+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><summary type='text'>Every house where love abidesAnd friendship is a guest,Is surely a home, and home sweet homeFor there the heart can rest.- Henry Van DykeA new adventure has begun for our family... the home adventure... after months of planning and decision-making, the house building started early August... here are some photos to see how it has developed since it started.It is a pre-fabricated house made by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/930952857197587252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=930952857197587252' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/930952857197587252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/930952857197587252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2008/09/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OfKnhEjehZ0/SNN8T4uTEqI/AAAAAAAAACA/JfWXdSMRdUo/s72-c/Slide1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-6229094873430594636</id><published>2008-06-16T12:12:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T12:40:35.941+02:00</updated><title type='text'>for Christ sake...</title><summary type='text'>Being Filipino, I was exposed to the church and became very active in it during my teenage years. In retrospect, I felt lucky that I ended up doing this because the church teaches a lot of things that would always be useful in life while allowing me to vent my "teenage energy" into someting productive. I was also lucky to witness so many miracles both small and big during these years and meeting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/6229094873430594636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=6229094873430594636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/6229094873430594636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/6229094873430594636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2008/06/for-christ-sake.html' title='for Christ sake...'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OfKnhEjehZ0/SFZC8zruvrI/AAAAAAAAABo/SLdI_r7ZJ4o/s72-c/jesus.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-3872818175868547989</id><published>2008-03-03T12:22:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T12:34:19.880+01:00</updated><title type='text'>good example?</title><summary type='text'>I am fond of eating "chichiria", a trait that a lot of Filipinos I'm sure share. We love nuts, chicharon, chips, candies, etc. Specially when we're watching the TV or movies at home like bonified couch potatoes. My hubby doesn't share this much so if there is any chichiria at home, I was usually the culprit. My routine would be coming home from work, changing into house clothes and wind-down for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/3872818175868547989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=3872818175868547989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/3872818175868547989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/3872818175868547989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-example.html' title='good example?'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-486609126674422225</id><published>2008-02-22T15:06:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T15:18:03.687+01:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet tooth</title><summary type='text'>Having children, one of the challenges of parents are keeping them disciplined enough. That is, if you're one heck of a disciplined person yourself. I'm not. Well, at least most of the time. Specially when at home. As such, we kinda neglected, disciplining Aidan about brushing his teeth and his sweet tooth. Ergo, his 4 front teeth have suffered and the two molars were busted. Ergo, his visit to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/486609126674422225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=486609126674422225' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/486609126674422225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/486609126674422225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2008/02/sweet-tooth.html' title='sweet tooth'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-3179620337894725768</id><published>2008-01-25T15:19:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T15:19:50.106+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Cheer!</title><summary type='text'>  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/3179620337894725768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=3179620337894725768' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/3179620337894725768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/3179620337894725768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas-cheer.html' title='Christmas Cheer!'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-5431772040543229130</id><published>2007-11-01T00:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T01:22:57.383+01:00</updated><title type='text'>moving...</title><summary type='text'>nah... not what you might think but since Yahoo is closing its Yahoo!Photos, I've moved all my pictures to flickr.com as you can see from the icon on your right --&gt; yup, to your right people... just click on the link and to see the albums, click on SET... well, happy browsing... Oh alright, I'll make your life easier... here is the link... click here. LATEST ADDITION Baptism of BryceBryce finally</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/5431772040543229130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=5431772040543229130' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/5431772040543229130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/5431772040543229130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2007/11/moving.html' title='moving...'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OfKnhEjehZ0/RykLjmsrcQI/AAAAAAAAABY/ySkPukaRM-I/s72-c/Bryce-portrait+03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-1497520354452267799</id><published>2007-10-10T17:22:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T17:22:43.831+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Aidan's 4th birthday</title><summary type='text'> </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/1497520354452267799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=1497520354452267799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/1497520354452267799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/1497520354452267799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2007/10/aidans-4th-birthday.html' title='Aidan&apos;s 4th birthday'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-8836329537782001112</id><published>2007-10-10T16:47:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T16:47:03.419+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Baptism of Bryce</title><summary type='text'> </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/8836329537782001112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=8836329537782001112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/8836329537782001112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/8836329537782001112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2007/10/baptism-of-bryce.html' title='Baptism of Bryce'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-7752824467980873403</id><published>2007-08-20T23:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T23:16:43.213+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bryce Liam Jimenez</title><summary type='text'>Time went so fast and before we knew it, our little bundle of joy is here. He came out pretty quickly and is not giving his mommy a hard time. In fact, all he does is sleep most of time. More stories to come out soon once mommy have the time to recuperate... Bryce Liam Jimenez, born on 16 August 2007 at 15:55 in St. Marien Hospital, Bonn, Germany. He weighed 3,030 grams and 50 cm. He's a Leo and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/7752824467980873403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=7752824467980873403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/7752824467980873403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/7752824467980873403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2007/08/check-out-my-slide-show.html' title='Bryce Liam Jimenez'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-4538679975728294391</id><published>2007-07-06T15:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T15:40:57.172+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation in Montessori 2007</title><summary type='text'>As it was the 100th year anniversary of Montessori schools all over the world, the Principal in Bonn, Ms. Beilhartz, together with her staff prepared a programme for the families and friends of the children to see the methodology of teaching. Different exercises were showcased and Aidan was one of them even if he only started about 2 months ago.He performed building blocks from the largest to the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/4538679975728294391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=4538679975728294391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/4538679975728294391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/4538679975728294391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2007/07/graduation-in-montessori-2007.html' title='Graduation in Montessori 2007'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-5425855911074393023</id><published>2007-04-25T15:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T15:52:34.626+02:00</updated><title type='text'>growing up</title><summary type='text'> You are in your third-day of kindergarden. And I felt something was missing in my routine. I was not seeing you anymore during lunch time coz you're spending almost the whole day in school. I was missing you again even if we are seeing each other every night. Once again, you've grown without us noticing it and we have to adjust to a new you. I don't have a baby anymore. I feel like sooner or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/5425855911074393023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=5425855911074393023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/5425855911074393023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/5425855911074393023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2007/04/growing-up.html' title='growing up'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OfKnhEjehZ0/Ri9cgWKPhrI/AAAAAAAAABI/6nwyzv43iS8/s72-c/DSC00047b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-1934085110014104290</id><published>2007-04-10T11:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T18:22:51.621+02:00</updated><title type='text'>update! update! update!</title><summary type='text'>That was a long break! Things were just happening so fast and events one after the other that hopefully we'd have some respite in a few weeks time... well, I have so many updates, dunno where to start... might as well take it from the wedding again...MORE WEDDING VIDEOSThanks to our videographer, Buddy Gancenia, we would now be able to direct you to a link that would show the on-site wedding </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/1934085110014104290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=1934085110014104290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/1934085110014104290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/1934085110014104290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2007/04/update-update-update.html' title='update! update! update!'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OfKnhEjehZ0/Rhu3hYvFo0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/TFMJIKi_JZ0/s72-c/First+half.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-391133564477425237</id><published>2007-02-06T14:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T15:00:09.819+01:00</updated><title type='text'>a wedding chronicle - victorian pre-nup</title><summary type='text'>One of the benefit of doing your wedding in the Philippines is that you can do so many fun photo shoots as you want. The theme depends on what you would like it to be or you can choose from the selection offered by the photographer.For Rene Gaviola, he just initiated theme-based pre-nup with his partner Myke that includes Victorian, White, Filipiniana, Orientalia, Moroccan or you can request for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/391133564477425237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=391133564477425237' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/391133564477425237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/391133564477425237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2007/02/wedding-chronicle-victorian-pre-nup.html' title='a wedding chronicle - victorian pre-nup'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-6744056279961850015</id><published>2007-01-15T17:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T16:34:43.764+01:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding update</title><summary type='text'>just warming up for the moment, catching our breath from the long holidays... but here is a few sneak peek to this wonderful event of 2006 in our lives.PRE-NUPPhotos - from the site of our photographer: Rene Gaviola Video - a whole day shoot that was worth it. Thanks to our videographer Buddy Gancenia Watch out for these:WEDDING Photos - at my yahoo album. photos courtesy of Rene GaviolaVideo - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/6744056279961850015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=6744056279961850015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/6744056279961850015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/6744056279961850015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2007/01/wedding-update.html' title='wedding update'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OfKnhEjehZ0/Ra5B_Up4ThI/AAAAAAAAAAY/iHJHjJIbhCk/s72-c/Church-wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-116402264788231107</id><published>2006-11-20T12:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T11:02:04.105+01:00</updated><title type='text'>invitation to a wedding</title><summary type='text'>Hi guys, es ist so weit... this is it... the day that was planned early this year is finally happening. Here are some details:JIMENEZ-DISONGLO NUPTIAL30 December 2006, Saturday Ceremony 7:00 p.m.St. James the Great Parish Cuenca &amp; Ibarra Sts.Ayala, Alabang Reception8:30 p.m.The Bellevue ManilaNorth Bridgeway, Northgate CyberzoneFilinvest Corporate CityAyala, AlabangSo click away and be one with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/116402264788231107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=116402264788231107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/116402264788231107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/116402264788231107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2006/11/invitation-to-wedding.html' title='invitation to a wedding'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-116248531789968206</id><published>2006-11-02T17:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T17:29:37.513+01:00</updated><title type='text'>the mirror of the sea</title><summary type='text'>Or Al-meriya or Almeria in Andalusia was my destination for 6 days due to an international symposium organized by our organisation with the Government of Spain. It was my first time to travel to Spain after being in Europe for more than a decade. It was also an opportunity to practice my halting Spanish, which I learned from the courses offered by the UN to its employees. I must admit that it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/116248531789968206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=116248531789968206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/116248531789968206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/116248531789968206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2006/11/mirror-of-sea.html' title='the mirror of the sea'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-116248521632448173</id><published>2006-11-02T17:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T11:04:13.316+01:00</updated><title type='text'>to play or not to play - part 3</title><summary type='text'>The first showFinally, we reached the first show on 8 September 2006. I took a day off to handle some other last minute details, buying missing props, arranging make-up, arranging transport of materials from Shalom Center to the Gesamtschule Aula. Organising the props there, preparing the notes, briefing my team, discussing last minute details, making the kids behave, the youth less fidgety, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/116248521632448173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=116248521632448173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/116248521632448173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/116248521632448173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2006/11/to-play-or-not-to-play-part-3.html' title='to play or not to play - part 3'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-116248500745767632</id><published>2006-11-02T17:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T17:30:07.476+01:00</updated><title type='text'>to play or not to play - part 2</title><summary type='text'>the titleThe production started without the play having a title.  It took us a while to think of a good one for it that would capture the concept.  Lando had to ask us again and again for the right one.  It was only early in August that we were finally able to choose a few.  The initial suggestions were bordering from comedy to heavy drama: Lorenzo at Laura, L na L, ang martir at ang biktima, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/116248500745767632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=116248500745767632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/116248500745767632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/116248500745767632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2006/11/to-play-or-not-to-play-part-2.html' title='to play or not to play - part 2'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-116006878242074272</id><published>2006-10-05T19:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T19:19:42.583+02:00</updated><title type='text'>my first sushi</title><summary type='text'>I've developed a certain love for sushi just a few years ago as it was one of the most expensive food in Pinas when I was still studying and could not afford it.  It is only recently that I get to eat more of it and just love, love, love it.  There was even a period when I was pregnant and I craved for it.  Doon ko ata pinaglihi ang anak ko.I've heard of people doing it themselves but I never got</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/116006878242074272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=116006878242074272' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/116006878242074272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/116006878242074272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-first-sushi.html' title='my first sushi'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-115996976285783092</id><published>2006-10-04T15:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T16:39:49.903+01:00</updated><title type='text'>a mom's chronicle - you turned three</title><summary type='text'>My little boy, you turned three. How time flies so fast! I still marvel how you've grown from this tiny weenie baby to this active little boy jumping from one sofa to the other giggling with delight. How you love playing with us by jumping and tickling us, and also crushing us all in one go. You love making faces so that we'd laugh and you give kisses so generously, its really sweet and wonderful</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/115996976285783092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=115996976285783092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/115996976285783092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/115996976285783092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2006/10/moms-chronicle-you-turned-three.html' title='a mom&apos;s chronicle - you turned three'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-115814357422805549</id><published>2006-09-13T12:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T12:40:20.380+02:00</updated><title type='text'>to play or not to play</title><summary type='text'>This is my story of our San Lorenzo Play "Landas ng Liwanag" which was shown in Bonn on 8 and 9 September 2006. The entries will come in different parts coz to talk of a project that took a couple of months to complete just includes so much stories. Happy reading...backgrounderThe idea of creating a play has been brewing in my mind since Libay approached me for activities for the youth in 1999. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/115814357422805549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=115814357422805549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/115814357422805549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/115814357422805549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-play-or-not-to-play.html' title='to play or not to play'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-115676693680323203</id><published>2006-08-28T13:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T14:54:00.126+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Landas ng Liwanag</title><summary type='text'>In celebration of the upcoming feast of our first Filipino saint, San Lorenzo Ruiz, Tropa ng Kabataang Pinoy sa Deutschland in cooperation with the Filipino Community in the Archdiocese of Cologne presents... LANDAS NG LIWANAG- A San Lorenzo Ruiz Play - 8 September 2006, Friday Matinee show - 5€ 9 September 2006, SaturdayRegular show - 10€ 7:00 p.m.Gesamtschule Bad GodesbergHindenburgallee 50, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/115676693680323203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=115676693680323203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/115676693680323203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/115676693680323203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2006/08/landas-ng-liwanag.html' title='Landas ng Liwanag'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-115625106163030701</id><published>2006-08-22T14:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T15:07:11.606+02:00</updated><title type='text'>simple and true</title><summary type='text'>On 19 August 2006, two people courageously trekked the path of marriage, holding each other hands. Sarah and Hans Peter or HP, got married in St. Elizabeth Church in Bonn and celebrated the occasion at Avendi Hotel in Bad Honnef. It was a solemn, classy and seamless event, thanks to the combined efforts of trusted friends and family members. From the church ceremony to the reception, the couple </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/115625106163030701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=115625106163030701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/115625106163030701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/115625106163030701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2006/08/simple-and-true.html' title='simple and true'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-115610835788302787</id><published>2006-08-20T23:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T23:15:36.710+02:00</updated><title type='text'>blog nap</title><summary type='text'>dear readers, due to an active life outside the web, yours truly had to postpone writing some posts and as such, this blog has endured some lapse of entry which we might also call blog nap. please bear with me some more as I try to re-organize my life to be able to write as much as I wanted before...Asus! Di talaga! sobrang daming ginagawa, but good news, coz our meeting is moved to March next </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/115610835788302787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=115610835788302787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/115610835788302787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/115610835788302787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-nap.html' title='blog nap'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-115503144775145134</id><published>2006-08-08T11:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T17:37:14.030+02:00</updated><title type='text'>a mom's chronicle - my preschooler</title><summary type='text'>It seems like only yesterday when I was still cradling you in my arms and now you're off to your first day of school. It was like any other day for you but maybe a bit more special because there are lots of kids to play with and so much toys. When the time came to say goodbye, I was teary-eyed because here is another milestone for you towards your independence. For as we nurture you from birth </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/115503144775145134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=115503144775145134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/115503144775145134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/115503144775145134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2006/08/moms-chronicle-my-preschooler.html' title='a mom&apos;s chronicle - my preschooler'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-115253576490493852</id><published>2006-07-10T14:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T12:18:33.503+02:00</updated><title type='text'>the move</title><summary type='text'>Perspective is such an important word. One can have different points of view on each situation and for our case, the location. For those who don't know, Bonn is the host to the United Nations in Germany and recently some things are shaping up for us logistically. That is, we just moved to this new building, Langer Eugen, which is one of the few skyscrapers in this otherwise, provincial city. It </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/115253576490493852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=115253576490493852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/115253576490493852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/115253576490493852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2006/07/move.html' title='the move'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-115088481191986974</id><published>2006-06-21T12:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T12:16:14.340+02:00</updated><title type='text'>destiny's little push</title><summary type='text'>remiel and dhessa were just associated because of their siblings. remiel was one of the best friend of jojo, whose girlfriend, and now wife, shiella is dhessa's sister. when remiel broke up with his latest girlfriend and dhessa also ended a long-term relationship, jo and shi thought of giving them a little push towards each other. but it was not a mutual agreement between them. they just both </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/115088481191986974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=115088481191986974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/115088481191986974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/115088481191986974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2006/06/destinys-little-push.html' title='destiny&apos;s little push'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-115005883530795328</id><published>2006-06-11T22:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T15:54:11.920+02:00</updated><title type='text'>prague</title><summary type='text'>the Paris of Central Europe... well that's what they say about it and it does kinda give out this feeling as one walks around the city and look at the old buildings. It also reminds me a bit of Rome and Florence too. The architecture are also so old, some of them dating 13th century. But we were not there only to see the place but to get some souvenirs for the wedding.On the first day, we were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/115005883530795328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=115005883530795328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/115005883530795328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/115005883530795328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2006/06/prague.html' title='prague'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-114675910550759241</id><published>2006-05-04T17:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T14:03:17.306+02:00</updated><title type='text'>inuman na, inuman na</title><summary type='text'>this is one of my favorite mantra's. specially after coming home from work on a Friday. I usually make sure that there's some drink around and some chips, then we start with our karaoke sessions to let off some steam ... aahhh... the joys of life... singing your lungs out as the words start to be more meaningful after every glass finished... I am a certified lasinggera... my friends testify to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/114675910550759241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=114675910550759241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/114675910550759241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/114675910550759241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2006/05/inuman-na-inuman-na.html' title='inuman na, inuman na'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-114674531204184224</id><published>2006-05-04T14:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T11:45:03.603+02:00</updated><title type='text'>love nga naman...</title><summary type='text'>once again we were watching Sharon's show and they were talking about couples and love in general. there was one guy who got busted so many times. they were asking him how he courted the girls coz maybe there was something wrong with his strategy. so he showed them and they were laughing coz it was so lame. know why? coz he was starting with "your eyes are like stars in the sky..." ngek! siguro </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/114674531204184224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=114674531204184224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/114674531204184224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/114674531204184224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2006/05/love-nga-naman.html' title='love nga naman...'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-114668305700024075</id><published>2006-05-03T20:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T14:16:34.840+02:00</updated><title type='text'>kite</title><summary type='text'>yesterday, i watched some past episodes of Sharon's new show. there was one on mothers and daughters and the guests were Ruffa and Annabelle Rama, and Danica and Dina Bonnevie. It was very touching and emotional because they were talking about the relationship that they have with each other.one particular part was very touching and true. they were asked what could the mothers say about raising a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/114668305700024075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=114668305700024075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/114668305700024075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/114668305700024075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2006/05/kite.html' title='kite'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-114667381131202789</id><published>2006-05-03T18:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T18:30:11.326+02:00</updated><title type='text'>cardful of memories</title><summary type='text'>last monday, some friends were at home discussing the church ceremony with us because we are going to help them with it.  my hubby was showing them photos of our civil wedding and from the box came one particular card.  my hubby absent-mindedly gave it to me.  it was the card his mother wrote to us for our wedding. the wedding she missed and the last card she'd write.  and looking at it, i saw </summary><link 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-114615979040844008</id><published>2006-04-27T19:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T19:43:10.423+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ang bait talaga ni Lord!</title><summary type='text'>nasabi ko na napapraning na ako sa wedding lalo na at naka-waitlist ako sa bellevue.  so pinuntahan din kaagad ni lynn ang other option namin na vivere. ang plano, pupunta muna sya sa bellevue at titignan kung sino ang naka-reserve doon para kung pareho nang naka-reserve sa vivere, pasok pa rin kami sa maski isa sa kanila.  pero himala! pagpunta nya sa bellevue para magtanong, sinabihan sya na </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/114615979040844008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=114615979040844008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/114615979040844008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/114615979040844008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2006/04/ang-bait-talaga-ni-lord.html' title='ang bait talaga ni Lord!'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-114598188394719324</id><published>2006-04-25T18:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T11:04:44.233+02:00</updated><title type='text'>bomalabs</title><summary type='text'>meron palang nilalang sa mundong ibabaw na saksakan ng labo. as in!!! tipo bang yakap-yakap ng una tapos babagsakan ka ng telepono pagkatapos... wow pare ang labo! tapos kinausap mo na na wag na lang munang prends, aba tawag pa rin at text... ang labo mo talaga tsong! pakiusap lang tantanan ang byuti ko... pwede... plis lang... ang tindi mo kasi... sobra... tablado muna!!! noli me tangere por </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/114598188394719324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=114598188394719324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/114598188394719324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/114598188394719324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2006/04/bomalabs.html' title='bomalabs'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-114587339459310923</id><published>2006-04-24T11:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T18:08:15.426+02:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding fever</title><summary type='text'>it started last friday coz my wedding planner, lynn, did the initial downpayment for some of my suppliers for the wedding. it's a good thing that she was there coz I don't know whom I can turn to in order to organise this event as well as I could.oh yeah! for those who are not aware yet, my hubby and i are tying the knot in the church on december 30. this long-awaited wedding (as in 3 years </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/114587339459310923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=114587339459310923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/114587339459310923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/114587339459310923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2006/04/wedding-fever.html' title='wedding fever'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-114537681264010900</id><published>2006-04-18T17:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T18:13:34.943+02:00</updated><title type='text'>easter joy</title><summary type='text'> as you may have noticed, I was on a kind of pit the past weeks, maybe due to fatigue or bothering myself with too much of certain issues we faced or are facing. one of the issues that really bothered me was trusting people and then being betrayed time and again. after a while, one learns to protect one's self not unless you're a born masochist. i even came to a point of asking myself if i was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/114537681264010900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=114537681264010900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/114537681264010900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/114537681264010900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2006/04/easter-joy.html' title='easter joy'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-114312540639039088</id><published>2006-03-23T15:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T15:50:08.046+01:00</updated><title type='text'>pit</title><summary type='text'>into your face i look and see a bottomless pit full of disappointments to disappointments.tiredness seeps into your soul but you insistto dip yourself further into the demise of lethargy as if willing yourself to get lost in the sea of bitterness and the dark.path of sinking lower to finally touch the depths of your weeping soul and push yourself up into the Light? until the next dive.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/114312540639039088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=114312540639039088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/114312540639039088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/114312540639039088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2006/03/pit.html' title='pit'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-114062638072640758</id><published>2006-02-22T17:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T15:02:15.116+01:00</updated><title type='text'>what would you do?</title><summary type='text'>if you hear something that confirms an awful thought that would be detrimental to some lives? would you tell and meddle? or hold your peace with a heavy heart and let things be?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/114062638072640758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=114062638072640758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/114062638072640758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/114062638072640758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-would-you-do.html' title='what would you do?'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-114001819209537647</id><published>2006-02-15T15:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T17:12:55.953+01:00</updated><title type='text'>cual es nuevo?</title><summary type='text'>NEW BLOG AT FRIENDSTERwell, first of all, I finally started a blog with Friendster just to avail of their photo albums (hehehe) and also they have been nagging members countless of times. they even have this new "grouper" to share photos and videos and have to be a member again and download whatever, etc., etc. Honestly, after all the usernames and passwords, I'm lost and could not even log-on to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/114001819209537647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=114001819209537647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/114001819209537647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/114001819209537647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2006/02/cual-es-nuevo.html' title='cual es nuevo?'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-113922567563307092</id><published>2006-02-06T12:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T10:38:47.176+01:00</updated><title type='text'>a mom's chronicle - the pains of being a mom</title><summary type='text'>As you grow, you've become more active. not only greeting us with your sweet "hallo!" when we come home but you'd also be jumping around laughing with glee. It always makes us smile. Your uncle has become your best buddy and you do boy games such as boxing and wrestling. As such, you also treat us that way and sometimes while lying quietly on the sofa, you would attack us by jumping over us again</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/113922567563307092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=113922567563307092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/113922567563307092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/113922567563307092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2006/02/moms-chronicle-pains-of-being-mom.html' title='a mom&apos;s chronicle - the pains of being a mom'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-113751627736911516</id><published>2006-01-17T17:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T17:50:49.306+01:00</updated><title type='text'>thirty</title><summary type='text'>Right-o! Just turned 30 before Christmas and man that was something! I just feel different altogether somehow and just can’t pinpoint what it is… But not in a negative sense, don’t get me wrong. Just different. I feel the 3 decades past me and at this point, for such an important number, I can’t help but reflect on what I’ve accomplished and where I’m heading. The big-0 is such a threshold and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/113751627736911516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=113751627736911516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/113751627736911516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/113751627736911516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2006/01/thirty.html' title='thirty'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-113706316973937282</id><published>2006-01-12T11:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T11:52:49.760+01:00</updated><title type='text'>farewell to another year</title><summary type='text'>I saw this survey from Jey and I think it’s a great way of ending the year and reflecting on what has happened.  I always find it nice to chronicle some parts of my life coz sometimes there are memories worth preserving.  So enjoy reading…What did you do in 2005 that you'd never done before?Stay in line for 13 hours to see the remains of a PopeOrganize: Miss Gay contest, a FiestaAssist at a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/113706316973937282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=113706316973937282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/113706316973937282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/113706316973937282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2006/01/farewell-to-another-year.html' title='farewell to another year'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-113396598235174996</id><published>2005-12-07T14:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T15:50:51.773+01:00</updated><title type='text'>a mom's chronicles - terrible too</title><summary type='text'>by this time, you've grown taller and round. You like giving kisses and hugging people around you but you've also developed "choices" and can be quite "annoying" about it. You're running around the house all day, tipping boxes, opening drawers and cabinet and throwing all the things out. These days I wish I was a witch and I can just magic everything back in their place in a flick of a wand. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/113396598235174996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=113396598235174996' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/113396598235174996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/113396598235174996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/12/moms-chronicles-terrible-too.html' title='a mom&apos;s chronicles - terrible too'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-113352893981548512</id><published>2005-12-02T13:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T14:08:59.870+01:00</updated><title type='text'>visa blues</title><summary type='text'>It is really difficult for people from a third-world country like me to have a visa.  I was ready to kill people at the Swiss Embassy and was starting to cry from frustration when faced with uncooperative and unfriendly staff.  But I was able to get my student visa in the end so off I went to Geneva.Next encounter I had was with the UK. I only had my student visa at that time, I was single, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/113352893981548512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=113352893981548512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/113352893981548512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/113352893981548512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/12/visa-blues.html' title='visa blues'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-113319388527352558</id><published>2005-11-28T17:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T17:04:45.283+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How You Life Your LifeYou seem to be straight forward, but you keep a lot inside.You are always tactful and diplomatic. You let people down gently.You prefer a variety of friends and tend to change friends quickly.Some of your past dreams have disappointed you, but you don't let it get you down.How Do You Live Your Life?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/113319388527352558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=113319388527352558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/113319388527352558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/113319388527352558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/11/how-you-life-your-life-you-seem-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-113224856811976959</id><published>2005-11-17T18:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T15:39:57.636+01:00</updated><title type='text'>masai mara</title><summary type='text'>SimbaOriginally uploaded by karampot. after the conference, I was finally able to relax and enjoy the country where I am in. Rushing to the hotel to change and then to the airport to catch our flight, Tarun and I arrived with a lot of time to spare. However, when we came in the building, we were in doubt whether it was a good idea. there were just a row of dusty, plastic chairs for the passengers</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/113224856811976959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=113224856811976959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/113224856811976959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/113224856811976959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/11/masai-mara.html' title='masai mara'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-112775610066925651</id><published>2005-09-26T19:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T19:35:00.676+02:00</updated><title type='text'>pagpapatawad</title><summary type='text'>Minsan ang hirap pakisamahan ng tao.  May mga pagkakataon, gawin mo nga lahat ng pwede mong gawin, may reklamo pa rin.  Para bang nagpipilit na ayaw intindihin ang mga bagay at pinipilit na panatilihin ang kanilang galit dahil sa hindi ko malamang dahilan.  At maski na kausapin mo ng maayos para ma-areglo ang usapan, at akala mo eh okey na kayo, bigla na lang makakarinig ka ng kung anu-anong </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/112775610066925651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=112775610066925651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/112775610066925651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/112775610066925651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/09/pagpapatawad.html' title='pagpapatawad'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-112660492805597086</id><published>2005-09-13T11:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T11:53:10.636+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tropa in Cologne</title><summary type='text'>Tropa in CologneOriginally uploaded by karampot.The World Youth Day 2005 in Cologne is one of the most unforgettable events we've had lately. But I was not surprised because the fever of the WYD never wans and is always exciting and great. It was the same in 1995 in Manila where I first witnessed this. The WYD in Manila left a flame of faith in my heart that has never failed nor disappeared. It </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/112660492805597086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=112660492805597086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/112660492805597086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/112660492805597086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/09/tropa-in-cologne.html' title='Tropa in Cologne'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-112626662013246458</id><published>2005-09-09T13:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T13:50:20.140+02:00</updated><title type='text'>seven - tag</title><summary type='text'>seven-eleven, seven dwarves, seven the movie, seven-up... all these reminds of this number and somebody thought of doing a tag-game and I got tagged by des.  This is for you dearie, sorry for the delay... daming inaasikaso... enjoy...Seven things that scare you:1. Losing someone I love2. Losing my faith3. Ghost stories4. Horror movies5. Asong nangangagat – been bitten once6. Beating red light – </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/112626662013246458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=112626662013246458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/112626662013246458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/112626662013246458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/09/seven-tag.html' title='seven - tag'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-112530705321239669</id><published>2005-08-29T11:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T16:36:37.773+02:00</updated><title type='text'>photo diary</title><summary type='text'>seems like time has flown and so many stories has been created and left untold... to put them into words would be a very long story so let me make it short by sharing some photos that captured the moments...Taizé following my previous post, Taizé has been a time to bond with some friends turned family. a time to discover the region of Burgundy, France. the bonding of young people of the group </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/112530705321239669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=112530705321239669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/112530705321239669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/112530705321239669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/08/photo-diary.html' title='photo diary'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-112237034319290608</id><published>2005-07-26T11:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T17:59:20.996+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>have you ever had a feeling that time is flying so fast, you can't seem to breath or otherwise you'd be 10 years older? hahaha... I know I'm exagerating but it seems like this is happening to me right now. so we even had to go on a vacation in a jiffy... thanks to our new car macy grey, we were able to go to different places without any fear of breaking down or having the hassle to call ADAC coz </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/112237034319290608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=112237034319290608' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/112237034319290608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/112237034319290608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/07/have-you-ever-had-feeling-that-time-is.html' title=''/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-112003871049187209</id><published>2005-06-29T11:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T16:12:24.003+02:00</updated><title type='text'>i do</title><summary type='text'>Finding someone to love till death do you part is not an easy feat. Sometimes, even finding someone to love for a few months is already difficult, what more a lifetime. But sometimes, one cannot help but plunge into it and try it. Otherwise, one would be left with the thought of “what ifs?”Jo and Shiella finally said yes and erased all the “what ifs” of their single life. They’ve been together </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/112003871049187209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=112003871049187209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/112003871049187209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/112003871049187209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-do.html' title='i do'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-111840092972861674</id><published>2005-06-10T12:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T13:02:39.853+02:00</updated><title type='text'>a mom's chronicle - the art of imitation</title><summary type='text'> At 20 months, you have started becoming more assertive and even more aggressive... nagsisimula nang magka-sungay, sabi nga nila, and what can I say, you're approaching your "terrible-two" stage but babycenter assures me its normal so I take things in stride... you do so many amazing things that we never even teach you and we just find out you saw it on TV, which you love to watch.It's amazing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/111840092972861674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=111840092972861674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/111840092972861674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/111840092972861674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/06/moms-chronicle-art-of-imitation.html' title='a mom&apos;s chronicle - the art of imitation'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-111824401947292032</id><published>2005-06-08T17:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T10:46:06.730+02:00</updated><title type='text'>dapit-hapon na sa Bonn</title><summary type='text'>(Naisulat ko ito bilang kontribusyon ko sa aming newsletter "Tinig ng Tropa" na naitaguyod ng Tropa ng Kabataang Pinoy sa Deutschland bilang paghahanda sa nalalapit na World Youth Day sa Cologne ngayong Agosto. Ito ay pamamaalam sa isa sa aming pinakamamahal at masipag na ka-miyembroMasarap isipin na minsan sa buhay ko may nakilala akong tao na sobrang palangiti at napaka-positibo ng tingin sa </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/111824401947292032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=111824401947292032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/111824401947292032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/111824401947292032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/06/dapit-hapon-na-sa-bonn.html' title='dapit-hapon na sa Bonn'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-111779630103116419</id><published>2005-06-03T12:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T13:07:57.506+02:00</updated><title type='text'>rollin' on the river</title><summary type='text'>Proud MaryOriginally uploaded by karampot. Everyone knows Tina Turner and her style and music is a classic. One way of enjoying the music is imitating it and creating a great show. And we did! On a sunny Saturday morning, I was in Bruckenforum again this time to practice for our number. Funny enough, the stage still has one of my markers for our Miss Gay contest... But now, I'm obsessed by Tina </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/111779630103116419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=111779630103116419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/111779630103116419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/111779630103116419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/06/rollin-on-river.html' title='rollin&apos; on the river'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-111692766492287472</id><published>2005-05-24T11:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T17:30:59.730+02:00</updated><title type='text'>don't you dare move my marker!</title><summary type='text'>akala nyo ba eh sobrang malumanay ako pag naku-kwento ng mga bagay bagay sa blog ko? Hay nako kung alam nyo lang. minsan lang kasi ang hirap humirit sa isang bagay na maraming pwedeng bumasa pero minsan din gusto mo lang i-kwento. Para lang ilabas mo kasi nga pag pinigil baka kung saan pa lumabas! As in!!!example, etong last Ms. Gay na ito. actually may nakaaway ako dahil sobrang nakikialam... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/111692766492287472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=111692766492287472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/111692766492287472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/111692766492287472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/05/dont-you-dare-move-my-marker.html' title='don&apos;t you dare move my marker!'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-111685603440760779</id><published>2005-05-23T15:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T16:48:58.676+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Gay Philippines-Germany 2005</title><summary type='text'>Miss Gay Philippines-Germany 2005Originally uploaded by karampot. On 14 May 2005, the Mabuhay-Sampaguita e.V. was formally launched with a big disco night party and the first ever Miss Gay Philippines-Germany 2005. It was held in the Bruckenforum in Bonn, one of the most prestigious venues the city has.With 8 candidates hailing from the different parts of Germany as well as a representative from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/111685603440760779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=111685603440760779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/111685603440760779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/111685603440760779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/05/miss-gay-philippines-germany-2005.html' title='Miss Gay Philippines-Germany 2005'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-111538559399264720</id><published>2005-05-06T15:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T15:21:23.846+02:00</updated><title type='text'>And miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep</title><summary type='text'>Sleep is a wonderful word and I’m not getting enough for the past few weeks. I love working for the UN especially during conferences or inter-session meetings but it requires a lot of work and overtime. Like big time overtime especially at the beginning of each week. I didn’t even have a weekend this time and now that it’s Friday, I’m really beginning to feel its toll.I would be waking up in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/111538559399264720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=111538559399264720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/111538559399264720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/111538559399264720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/05/and-miles-to-go-before-i-sleep-and.html' title='And miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-111341120626761590</id><published>2005-04-13T18:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T13:32:33.096+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A farewell to a Pope - prologue</title><summary type='text'>By March 31 we were glued to our TV because we heard Pope John Paul II is not feeling well at all. CNN at the beginning could only say that he is having infections and later on the news has gotten worse like he starting to have complications and I knew he was on his last days. I just prayed that if he is suffering so much, it is better to end it the soonest. He does not deserve suffering because </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/111341120626761590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=111341120626761590' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/111341120626761590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/111341120626761590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/04/farewell-to-pope-prologue.html' title='A farewell to a Pope - prologue'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-111226607209236491</id><published>2005-03-31T12:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T21:13:52.586+02:00</updated><title type='text'>health is wealth</title><summary type='text'>and I must say we had some problems with our health the last few weeks. It must be the change in the seasons. My hubby and I were hit mid-March with a throat infection with streptococcia. No its not strepsils nor is it stroke, God forbid... hehehe... We were just listless and feeling wan. For my hubby that's a record coz he's the most resistant of us all. Ako mapawisan lang, then I have a cold </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/111226607209236491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=111226607209236491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/111226607209236491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/111226607209236491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/03/health-is-wealth.html' title='health is wealth'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-111158812113841466</id><published>2005-03-23T15:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T15:28:41.140+01:00</updated><title type='text'>When enough is enough</title><summary type='text'>We all know that nobody is perfect and that each of us both has the positive and the negative aspect of our personality.  We learn to live with ourselves but then what about other people?  Some just can’t take our personality because a positive aspect we think we have can be perceived as negative by another person. Misinterpretation, malice and other whatnots can cause a relationship to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/111158812113841466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=111158812113841466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/111158812113841466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/111158812113841466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/03/when-enough-is-enough.html' title='When enough is enough'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-110969858806033826</id><published>2005-03-01T18:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T18:36:28.063+01:00</updated><title type='text'>dear jay</title><summary type='text'>Day by day I spend my time with you and I always marvel at our complicity together.  You are always someone I can depend on and I am never afraid of saying the wrong things to you because you know me and you’d understand.  I know that we have our own things to do these past few weeks and we have not really gone on a really formal date for a long time but despite all that I know that deep down our</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/110969858806033826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=110969858806033826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/110969858806033826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/110969858806033826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/03/dear-jay.html' title='dear jay'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-110933889443750310</id><published>2005-02-25T14:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T14:41:34.443+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sh*t happens</title><summary type='text'>And it happened to me this morning.  My little monster woke up around 9:00 a.m., while I was frantically getting ready for work coz I’m late!  He was at the side of the bed and was standing there suspiciously with this serious expression on his face like concentrating on something.  My hubby blurted, “Nako, you’re sh*tting no!”.  He didn’t move for a while then he went to the living room pointing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/110933889443750310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=110933889443750310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/110933889443750310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/110933889443750310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/02/sht-happens.html' title='Sh*t happens'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-110926046109452287</id><published>2005-02-24T16:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T16:54:21.096+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's funny like that</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes, out of the blue, an original joke comes along just by having a normal conversation... here's one...At a party with pica-pica foods on the table, the host/friend points to a plate with whole garlic swimming in olive oil.Host:  Hey try this one... masarap yan...(I pick one and take a bite...)Me:  Uy! Masarap...  (while munching) You know this is anti-cancer.Friend:  No, its antipasti.Me:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/110926046109452287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=110926046109452287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/110926046109452287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/110926046109452287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/02/lifes-funny-like-that.html' title='Life&apos;s funny like that'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-110873326935797285</id><published>2005-02-18T14:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T14:31:05.506+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo plug!</title><summary type='text'>See some shots of the Beatles of the Philippines. Visit with us a beautiful spot in the our homeland. See our favorite aunt get married, Now showing on our photo album!A moment with ApoAfter the write-up, here are some shots taken on the long-lunch we had in Bahay Kubo Restaurant in Geneva, Switzerland. The Apo Hiking Society was so warm and we are ever grateful for their time. And they finally </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/110873326935797285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=110873326935797285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/110873326935797285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/110873326935797285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/02/photo-plug.html' title='Photo plug!'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-110848667456440030</id><published>2005-02-15T17:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T21:54:16.940+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Musical Tag continues</title><summary type='text'>There seem to be a bug going around the community I go to these past few weeks and everyone has a feature musical tag… I was not left spared so here goes… for justice:RANDOM 101. Beautiful - Christina Aguilera This is a wonderful song for those people who’ve been down for a while due to other people’s unfair criticism. I like listening to this to strengthen my resolve and smile to them who has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/110848667456440030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=110848667456440030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/110848667456440030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/110848667456440030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/02/musical-tag-continues.html' title='Musical Tag continues'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-110794675841682900</id><published>2005-02-09T11:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T11:36:55.343+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A moment with Apo</title><summary type='text'>Music is part of everyone’s life. There will always be a song that sings what a person is feeling be it love, heartache, laughter, sadness and all other emotions a human heart can take. Some songs just have a nice melody to it and sticks into ones soul and stays there forever. For us Filipinos, this is particularly true for songs of the Apo Hiking Society. The members of this talented group is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/110794675841682900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=110794675841682900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/110794675841682900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/110794675841682900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/02/moment-with-apo.html' title='A moment with Apo'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-110736519739942678</id><published>2005-02-02T18:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T18:26:37.400+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry-go-round</title><summary type='text'>     Merry-go-round    Originally uploaded by karampot. Up and downWe go aroundThe lovely, lovelyMerry-go-roundSweetest smileUpon my crownDaddy holdingMe close and warm</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/110736519739942678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=110736519739942678' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/110736519739942678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/110736519739942678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/02/merry-go-round.html' title='Merry-go-round'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-110727517832716709</id><published>2005-02-01T17:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T18:11:29.196+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Igorot in Initiative Toleranz</title><summary type='text'>Ifugao in Initiative ToleranzOriginally uploaded by karampot. One of the main events here in Bonn during summer is the "Initiative Toleranz" where all countries are gathered in city park "Rheinaue".  The idea was to promote the cultural diversity of the people in Bonn and to create a city of "Tolerance".  Each country has their own stalls to showcase their countries pride be it local products </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/110727517832716709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=110727517832716709' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/110727517832716709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/110727517832716709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/02/igorot-in-initiative-toleranz.html' title='Igorot in Initiative Toleranz'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-110692847352468658</id><published>2005-01-28T17:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T14:23:27.633+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 3 b</title><summary type='text'>Top 3 bOriginally uploaded by karampot. Talk about accidents.  Yup! As I was trying to put this photo on my entry on GAP in Paris, clicking away on this photo from flickr, all of a sudden I have it on a separate entry on my blog... Waah!  pero on a positive note, at least something happened.  Hopefully I'd be able to master it more as I go along this road of blogging.Anyway, why Top 3 b? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/110692847352468658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=110692847352468658' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/110692847352468658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/110692847352468658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/01/top-3-b.html' title='Top 3 b'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-110675414296497827</id><published>2005-01-26T16:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T16:42:22.963+01:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging nga naman...</title><summary type='text'>I know some of you says ang tagal ng blogs ko pero sorry talaga kasi sobrang daming work.  As in sabaw-sabaw sila tita!  That also happened to me last December so I was not able to give the story on the Paris GAP.  Feeling ko nga ang flat ng story. Pero will try my best to make it more interesting. Anyway, bakit blogging nga naman.  Well, I'm slowly discovering that this is addictive and then </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/110675414296497827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=110675414296497827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/110675414296497827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/110675414296497827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/01/blogging-nga-naman.html' title='blogging nga naman...'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-110614257205173306</id><published>2005-01-19T14:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T12:40:14.336+01:00</updated><title type='text'>GABI NG AWITING PILIPINO - 2004, European Finals, Paris</title><summary type='text'>Next day, Saturday, we were due for practice in the hall for the contest at 12 noon so upon waking up at 10:00 and getting ready, we got a quick breakfast at the café just beside the hotel where there were people smoking and since the ventilation was not great, we ended up smelling like smoke… hhmm, siguro we’ll grow kasi pina-usukan kami… hwehwehwe… anyways, I went to the grocery to get some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/110614257205173306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=110614257205173306' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/110614257205173306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/110614257205173306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/01/gabi-ng-awiting-pilipino-2004-european.html' title='GABI NG AWITING PILIPINO - 2004, European Finals, Paris'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-110606715824867806</id><published>2005-01-18T17:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T17:52:38.246+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Prologue - Paris 2004</title><summary type='text'>And so at 5:00 a.m. on Friday, 5 November 2004, I woke up at the sound of the alarm clock but as Aidan woke up too and wanted milk I had to wait before I start preparing myself.  I took the opportunity to catnap for a few seconds but then peeping at the clock it was all of a sudden 5:20 and it was rush rush rush!  Our plane was 6:50 and we have to be in the airport by 6:20. S**t! why did I ever </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/110606715824867806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=110606715824867806' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/110606715824867806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/110606715824867806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2005/01/prologue-paris-2004.html' title='Prologue - Paris 2004'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-110060433711208027</id><published>2004-11-16T13:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T12:25:37.113+01:00</updated><title type='text'>GABI NG AWITING PILIPINO - 2004, Bonn</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes its funny when unexpected things happen and one split-second decision would cause a sequence of events that are so fulfilling and gratifying.  This was one of them.  As some of you may know, I joined a singing contest with the above-mentioned title here in Bonn, Germany.  It was held in the Stadthalle of Bad Godesberg last 31 October 2004. To be able to join, you have to be pinoy and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/110060433711208027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=110060433711208027' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/110060433711208027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/110060433711208027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2004/11/gabi-ng-awiting-pilipino-2004-bonn.html' title='GABI NG AWITING PILIPINO - 2004, Bonn'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-109993063909521696</id><published>2004-11-08T17:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T17:17:19.096+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mom’s chronicles – first scar-potential scratch</title><summary type='text'>No matter how one looks after a child, when they are at an early age of discovery, a parent cannot avoid bumps and bruises.  I can’t count the times that Aidan fell down and at the beginning I would sort of freak out.  But I remarked that he is more disturbed by my cry of distress than the pain of falling of down.  So I invented this silent cry!  The person in front of me would know this coz my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/109993063909521696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=109993063909521696' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/109993063909521696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/109993063909521696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2004/11/moms-chronicles-first-scar-potential.html' title='A Mom’s chronicles – first scar-potential scratch'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-109956179705963105</id><published>2004-11-04T10:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T10:49:57.060+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mom’s chronicle – introduction</title><summary type='text'>Having a kid changes your life.  I know it’s a usual thing to say but, boy, it is so true that one who’s a parent can just sigh and say, “You can say that again.”  The moment I knew I was pregnant, I said to myself that I have reached a new milestone and that this point will be a beginning of a whole new adventure.  And it is an adventure because of so many things that a human being could bring </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/109956179705963105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=109956179705963105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/109956179705963105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/109956179705963105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2004/11/moms-chronicle-introduction.html' title='A Mom’s chronicle – introduction'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-109947720768485000</id><published>2004-11-03T11:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T11:20:07.686+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Spook Factor (part 2)...</title><summary type='text'>Here's the continuation of the scary stories I posted... be warned... nakakatakot!Haiku(no)Malamig na hanginKilabot ng balahiboBabaing itimTRINITY COLLEGEIn one of their overnight presswork, the section editor decided to take a rest and went out of the editorial board cubicle. Suddenly, he heard the ticktack of the keyboards, as if someone was typing. Knowing that he was alone, he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/109947720768485000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=109947720768485000' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/109947720768485000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/109947720768485000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2004/11/spook-factor-part-2.html' title='Spook Factor (part 2)...'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-109941251150180521</id><published>2004-11-02T17:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T17:21:51.500+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Spook Factor (part 1)...</title><summary type='text'>In the spirit of Halloween, even if I’m late, let me share some ghost stories.  This was sent to me a couple of years ago but some stories just makes me shiver…(Haikuno)Sa dilimwag kang biglang tuminginbaka may makitang gremlin…harharhar…DE LA SALLE UNIVERSITYAn engineering professor (my 'strength of materials' teacher) was on his way home around 9pm. since he parks his car near Mc Do, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/109941251150180521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=109941251150180521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/109941251150180521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/109941251150180521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2004/11/spook-factor-part-1.html' title='Spook Factor (part 1)...'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-109750605890672828</id><published>2004-10-11T16:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T16:54:55.466+02:00</updated><title type='text'>friends</title><summary type='text'>Funny how sometimes, even if you haven't seen a friend for a long time, the bond does not break and the friendship continues as if the distance is not there at all? When you meet your friend after two years of not seeing each other and greet each other as if you've just had coffee yesterday. Its a really nice feeling and such richness to it that it makes my heart glad. I don't know how this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/109750605890672828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=109750605890672828' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/109750605890672828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/109750605890672828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2004/10/friends.html' title='friends'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-108877124862230005</id><published>2004-07-02T14:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T14:27:28.623+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadly</title><summary type='text'>destiny has playeda sad, sad songand twisted its notesto unbearable formreflected in your eyesof an abyss of sadnessyour touch is sweet honeythat turns sour from the bottomlesssadness of your heartwho sings this unhappy songI bid myself to erecta wall of numbnessbut the sadness creeps indrawing me to its abyssis this song ever to go on slowlyor does this break from the lonelynote </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/108877124862230005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=108877124862230005' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/108877124862230005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/108877124862230005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2004/07/sadly.html' title='Sadly'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498395.post-108867285412909642</id><published>2004-07-01T11:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T11:07:34.130+02:00</updated><title type='text'>mini me</title><summary type='text'>karampot is a filipino word that means small portion. how I thought of the name is just a story of those quick flashes of inspiration that comes once in a while and becomes part of one's lifetime. by the way, karampot is not only my name... my last name is krus... my nickname is kara... so you can also call me kara krus (hahaha)... you'll notice the joke if you're pinoy. I know I am coz I'm corny</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/feeds/108867285412909642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498395&amp;postID=108867285412909642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/108867285412909642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498395/posts/default/108867285412909642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karampot.blogspot.com/2004/07/mini-me.html' title='mini me'/><author><name>karampot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12711227248348064748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2715/915/1600/228780/DSC00006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
