<?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-982636277838745433</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:33:21.610-08:00</updated><category term='Beautiful Philippines'/><category term='Papa'/><category term='LOL'/><category term='4n1'/><category term='Internet'/><category term='Pinoy Videos'/><category term='Blog Tag'/><category term='Duty Free Scandal'/><category term='Balik Blogging'/><category term='Gems in my inbox'/><category term='Pinas Vacation Photos 2009'/><category term='Frankee aka Françoise'/><category term='Winter'/><category term='Charice Pempengco'/><category term='Balita'/><category term='Little brother'/><category term='Gold mine'/><category term='McDonalds'/><category term='My Cooking Adventure'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Life Outside Pinas'/><category term='Betty Boop'/><category term='What&apos;s new'/><category term='Smile'/><category term='Ryan Agoncillo'/><category term='balik Pinas'/><category term='Life'/><category term='My Husband'/><category term='Balitang Sikat'/><category term='My Baby'/><category term='Amazing Kids'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='Judy Ann Santos'/><category term='Ferrari'/><category term='Storks'/><category term='Pinoy Goods'/><category term='Chocoholics'/><category term='KALUSUGAN Tips'/><category term='Iisa Pa Lamang'/><category term='Alemanya'/><category term='Philip Nolasco'/><category term='Michael Jackson'/><category term='Amy Nobleza'/><category term='Pasko'/><category term='Asian store'/><category term='Facebook'/><category term='Men on Women'/><title type='text'>Missing Pinas</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>131</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-4624239486106924361</id><published>2011-09-23T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T18:44:11.306-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balik Blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><title type='text'>Ng dahil sa facebook</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GgXn_0BzXQM/Tn0vzwuTWhI/AAAAAAAABVQ/5mKfEyW-PBo/s320/agnay80.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655729273346152978" border="0" /&gt;Pasensya ka na blog ko ha kung saglit man kitang nakaligtaan.  Hindi naman dahil sa ayaw ko na sa iyo or nagsawa ako... uy hwag ka nang magtampo blog ko :) Mahigit isang taon akong nawala dahil ako ay labis na nalibang sa facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(photo : with my sister, Agnay Romblon 1980)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinulungan ako ng facebook na muling matagpuan ang mga taong naging bahagi ng buhay ko. Hindi ko inaasahan na sa "aklat ng mga mukha" ay makikita ko ang mga naging friends and classmates ko mula noong ako ay grade 1 hanggang sa ako'y magkolehiyo... karamihan ay gaya ko rin na nakikipagsapalaran sa ibang bansa... bagaman at karamihan sa amin ay naging 40 years old ngayong 2011 ay napatunayan kong ang generation namin ay nabiyayaan ng mga "batang mukha", kasi mga mukhang bata pa rin kami hehehe, kaya nga lang karamihan sa amin ay naging "bigatin" ang mga pangangatawan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 30 years ay naka-kwentuhan ko ng konti ang friend kong si Linlee, classmates kami from grade 1 - 3 sa Agnay at Sawang.  Nahanap ko rin sa wakas ang friend ko noong De Ocampo days ko na si Sherebim... nurse na sya, ako nanatiling dream na lang na maging nurse :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang happy talaga ako kasi after 2 decades (ngek! grabe decades na ang usapan hahaha) &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pEQ3V4c_Z2o/Tn0m5pIoMiI/AAAAAAAABVA/g9CivOKxczM/s320/0_838708330l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655719478783652386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nakausap ko ulit ang tatlo kong matatalik na kaibigan noong high school na sina Bernadeth, Regina at Lorna... I miss you friends! Kita kits sa 2013 for our high school silver reunion. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(photo : Lucban Academy batch '88 - Amethyst)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At syempre nagkausap-usap na rin ang "Magic 4"... ako, Joel, Geraldine at Marlon.  Sana nga matuloy yung pinag-uusapan naming Christmas party ng SPCC batch 94.  Si Lhon hindi naman talaga kami nawalan ng contact. Si Geraldine nakausap ko na rin sa phone. Si bff Joel ko naman ay ayun nakaka-video chat ko &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qzhLQwu8BYU/Tn0qZItdTGI/AAAAAAAABVI/qcYfZQ6tCfI/s320/spci.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655723318370454626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;minsan at makulit pa rin, super alaskador man ay always namang nandyan para magbigay ng kanyang mga words of wisdom.  Thanks bff sa Betty Boop T-shirt na pinadala mo from Korea. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(photo : wala si bff sa pics, kasi may topak sya noon... ako, Dy, Geraldine at Lhon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isang tao rin ang after many, many, many, many (ahh talagang napakaraming many) years ay muling nagparamdam na ang pagpaparamdam nya ay nagdulot ng halu-halong emosyon, drama at kung anu-ano pa na hindi ko pa puedeng ikwento sa iyo blog ko... maybe next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-4624239486106924361?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/4624239486106924361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=4624239486106924361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/4624239486106924361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/4624239486106924361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2011/09/ng-dahil-sa-facebook.html' title='Ng dahil sa facebook'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GgXn_0BzXQM/Tn0vzwuTWhI/AAAAAAAABVQ/5mKfEyW-PBo/s72-c/agnay80.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-4240161862871001246</id><published>2010-01-11T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T12:49:40.475-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alemanya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter'/><title type='text'>Brrr! Ang lamig-lamig!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/S0sfLZA3uvI/AAAAAAAABP4/ni79YmeZFQQ/s400/tsinelas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425464456651455218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ang hirap naman maglakad sa freezer&lt;/span&gt;", &lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/S0sm69IAviI/AAAAAAAABQ4/isSU6qHgkRY/s200/DSCN0410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425472970380328482" border="0" /&gt;binubulong ko sa sarili habang pinagmamasdan ang kalsadang nilalakaran ko pauwi ng bahay galing sa Supermarket.  Naalala ko pa ang palagi kong sinasabi noon kapag tumatagaktak na ang pawis ko dahil sa sobrang init at alinsangan ng panahon... "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Parang ang sarap maglakad sa loob ng ref&lt;/span&gt;", bata pa ako at nasa province noon kaya hindi ko pa alam na meron palang tinatawag na aircon hihihi!  Pero sa refrigerator ko lang gustong maglakad hindi sa freezer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe kasi talaga ang lamig ngayon at walang humpay ang pag-i-snow.  Kung&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; noong nasa Pilipinas pa ako, ang pinapakinggan ko sa radio tuwing umaga ay kung may pasok  o wala sa  school dahil may bagyo o di kaya'y may baha (flood) pa rin dulot ng magdamagang pag-ulan... dito naman ay nakikinig ako sa radio para malaman kung may announcement na walang pasok dahil sa snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/S0sYOWH4P5I/AAAAAAAABPY/7wOOmo9tTx0/s400/DSCN0413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425456810833756050" border="0" /&gt;Uso na naman ang mga puting bubong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/S0sYFsfuX7I/AAAAAAAABPQ/6H6F3V2MMC4/s400/DSCN0412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425456662220529586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung noon ay nagwawalis ako sa harap ng bahay namin dahil sa mga dahon o  basura na nagkalat... ngayon ay snow naman ang winawalis ko, mas madalas hindi kaya ng walis kaya pala (shovel) na ang gamit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- adsense --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magandang pagmasdan ang snow, napakaganda! Pero kung nadudulas na ako sa paglalakad at namamaluktot sa ilalim ng makapal na kumot, ay gusto ko namang maging summer na.  Pag nainitan naman sa summer ay gugustuhin namang winter na... haaay buhay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ang mga sumusunod na naggagandahang larawan ay kuha sa Amerika noong December 2009, ng kaibigan kong si Maria. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks friend! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;... para na rin akong nakarating sa Amerika.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/S0sjianE90I/AAAAAAAABQw/zhk8MF0PmZo/s400/SAM_0395__a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425469250263643970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/S0sjcJsawrI/AAAAAAAABQo/tGp452mSd5g/s400/SAM_0370__a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425469142643425970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/S0sjVS4aPYI/AAAAAAAABQg/sLvefsEkPwk/s400/SAM_0349__a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425469024850558338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-4240161862871001246?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/4240161862871001246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=4240161862871001246&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/4240161862871001246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/4240161862871001246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2010/01/brrr-ang-lamig-lamig_11.html' title='Brrr! Ang lamig-lamig!'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/S0sfLZA3uvI/AAAAAAAABP4/ni79YmeZFQQ/s72-c/tsinelas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-1713805928758078494</id><published>2009-11-10T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T13:13:32.977-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>21st time to turn 18</title><content type='html'>That's right,  today I turned &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;38&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;years old... with open arms &lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/bouncing2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 271px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ABYhf4HRvnM/Svn_EhZm2OI/AAAAAAAAAII/AezdXvv0zQY/s320/bulaklak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402629681157953762" border="0" /&gt;Beautiful flowers from my husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;!-- adsense --&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ABYhf4HRvnM/Svn_Z8ixhVI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/pSy5zjkG2lM/s320/angel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402630049221412178" border="0" /&gt;Angel figurine from my daughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ABYhf4HRvnM/Svn_uCwnKSI/AAAAAAAAAIY/QESVbKijwm0/s320/chocolate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402630394487449890" border="0" /&gt;Chocolates from my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: left; width: 147px; height: 204px;" src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/bettyboop23.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank all of you that wished me a Happy Birthday, you all are the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-1713805928758078494?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/1713805928758078494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=1713805928758078494&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/1713805928758078494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/1713805928758078494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/11/21st-time-to-turn-18.html' title='21st time to turn 18'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ABYhf4HRvnM/Svn_EhZm2OI/AAAAAAAAAII/AezdXvv0zQY/s72-c/bulaklak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-1021479758877791422</id><published>2009-10-30T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T17:10:11.911-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>HALLOWEEN VAMPIRE JOKES</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/vampir_0020.gif" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/vampir_0020.gif" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/vampir_0020.gif" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three Vampires&lt;/b&gt; went into a bar and sat down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The barmaid came over to take their orders. "And what would you, er, gentlemen like tonight?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first vampire said, "I'll have a mug of blood."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second vampire said, "I'll have a mug of blood."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third vampire shook his head at his companions and said, "I will have a glass of plasma."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The barmaid wrote down each order, went to the bar and called to the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bartender, &lt;b&gt;"Two bloods and a blood light."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/vampir_0059.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Mommy, Mommy! Am I really a Vampire?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hurry up and drink your soup before it clots!"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;How do vampires get around on Halloween night?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By blood vessels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What are a vampire's favorite snacks?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam's apples and nectarines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What did the Mommy Vampire say to the Baby Vampire?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are driving me batty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What do you get if you cross a vampire bat and a mummy?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A flying band-aid, or a gift-wrapped bat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What do you give a vampire with a cold?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffin Drops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What is Dracula's favorite holiday?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fangsgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What kind of dog does Dracula have?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Bloodhound!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Where did they put Dracula when he was arrested?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a red bloodcell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Where do vampires make they're withdrawals?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the blood bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Where does Dracula keep his valuables?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a blood bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Where did the vampire open his savings account?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a blood bank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why did the other kids have to let the vampire play baseball?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was his bat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why did the vampire quit the baseball team?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They would only let him be BAT boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What is as sharp as a vampires fang?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His other fang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What does a vampire fear most?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tooth decay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What kind of boat pulls Dracula when he water skis?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blood vessel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/vampir_0032.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Bloody Bat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vampire bat came flapping in from the night covered in fresh blood   and parked himself on the roof of the cave to get some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty soon all the other bats smelled the blood and began pestering  him about where he got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told them to knock it off and let him get some sleep but they persisted until finally he gave in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OK, follow me," he said and flew out of the cave with hundreds of  bats behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down through a valley they went, across a river and into a forest  full of trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally he slowed down and all the other bats excitedly milled around  him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now, do you see that tree over there?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, yes, yes!" the bats all screamed in a frenzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good," said the first bat, "Because I DIDN'T!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/halloween00063.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-1021479758877791422?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/1021479758877791422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=1021479758877791422&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/1021479758877791422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/1021479758877791422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween-vampire-jokes.html' title='HALLOWEEN VAMPIRE JOKES'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-1990990408284239199</id><published>2009-10-10T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T16:50:48.398-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frankee aka Françoise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing Kids'/><title type='text'>Frankee aka Françoise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;May napanuod ako sa YouTube na video ng isang cute na batang babae... kahit hindi ko naiintindihan ang kinakanta niya ay pinakinggan ko ng ilang beses.  May nakita pa akong ibang video at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;WOW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; narinig ko ang sinabi nya sa interview este nabasa ko pala hihihi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;How many languages do you speak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankee : A little bit in Spanish.  Everything in French, everything in English.  Only one word in Chinese.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A little bit in Bisaya.  And I understand my mom in Tagalog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L-clKPC1JBk&amp;amp;hl=de&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L-clKPC1JBk&amp;amp;hl=de&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fe0kfA4Kgt4&amp;amp;hl=de&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fe0kfA4Kgt4&amp;amp;hl=de&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TcBDrlhyx-E&amp;amp;hl=de&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TcBDrlhyx-E&amp;amp;hl=de&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O di ba ang galing niya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-1990990408284239199?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/1990990408284239199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=1990990408284239199&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/1990990408284239199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/1990990408284239199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/10/frankee-aka-francoise.html' title='Frankee aka Françoise'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-7323983481416069960</id><published>2009-09-28T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T13:09:57.020-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pinas Vacation Photos 2009'/><title type='text'>Pinas Vacation 2009 Photos 2 : FAMILY BONDING IN LUCBAN, QUEZON</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SsCwzXIL8nI/AAAAAAAABMU/FCuHNU8Ttj4/IMG_9006.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ang bayan ng Lucban, Quezon ay naging malaking parte ng buhay naming mag-anak.  Kaming magkakapatid ay dito nagsipagtapos ng elementarya at hayskul... marami rin kaming naging mga kaibigan at mababait na kapitbahay, na ang ilan sa kanila ay amin muling nakita nang kami ay bumisita rito noong Agosto 7-9, 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- adsense --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=de&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fmaribethfey%2Falbumid%2F5386495550139324177%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Dde" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="400" height="267"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ang mga magulang namin ay hindi nagmula sa Lucban at &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;wala rin kaming mga ari-arian dito... pero sa aming mga puso ay &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Lukbanin&lt;/span&gt; kami.  Kaya nung nagpaplano kaming mag-bonding ay nagkaka-isang Lucban, Quezon ang napili namin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-7323983481416069960?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/7323983481416069960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=7323983481416069960&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/7323983481416069960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/7323983481416069960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/09/pinas-vacation-2009-photos-2-family.html' title='Pinas Vacation 2009 Photos 2 : FAMILY BONDING IN LUCBAN, QUEZON'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SsCwzXIL8nI/AAAAAAAABMU/FCuHNU8Ttj4/s72-c/IMG_9006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-477355278880344128</id><published>2009-09-20T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T15:55:31.564-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Husband'/><title type='text'>Ich liebe dich mein Schatz !</title><content type='html'>My Dearest Makuy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this post, I just want to tell the world how lucky and happy I am to have you as my husband. To live every day with you by my side is the most wonderful gift I received from the Lord. I never thought I could find someone who will love me as much as you do. I feel so very blessed that I am your wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ich liebe dich mein Schatz !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your loving and "sexy" wife,&lt;br /&gt;Beth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SrdDB0xNKDI/AAAAAAAABF0/GCpMnly43aI/s1600-h/Makuybetcha1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SrdDB0xNKDI/AAAAAAAABF0/GCpMnly43aI/s400/Makuybetcha1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383845578168674354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;!-- adsense --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SrdCnXYGYiI/AAAAAAAABFs/bHhssmWkoLs/s1600-h/Makuybetcha2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SrdCnXYGYiI/AAAAAAAABFs/bHhssmWkoLs/s400/Makuybetcha2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383845123602145826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-477355278880344128?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/477355278880344128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=477355278880344128&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/477355278880344128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/477355278880344128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/09/ich-liebe-dich-mein-schatz.html' title='Ich liebe dich mein Schatz !'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SrdDB0xNKDI/AAAAAAAABF0/GCpMnly43aI/s72-c/Makuybetcha1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-4245674875459483524</id><published>2009-09-16T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T13:16:10.830-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pinas Vacation Photos 2009'/><title type='text'>Pinas Vacation 2009 Photos 1 : PASALUBONG/Balikbayan boxes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ano o gaanong saya nga ba ang dala ng tinatawag na balikbayan box?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ordinary na sa mga Filipinong naninirahan sa ibang bansa ang magpadala ng balikbayan box sa mga mahal sa buhay na nasa Pilipinas... isa na ako doon.  Sinisikap ko talagang makapagpadala ng balikbayan box every Christmas, kaya pag pumupunta ako sa Supermarket at Malls ay palagi akong tumitingin at bumibili paunti-unti para mapuno ko ang malaking kahon na pinupuno ko ng hindi lang materyal na bagay, kundi kalakip din ang pagmamahal ko sa aking pamilya... sa bawat bagay na ilagay ko sa kahon ay nakakapag-pangiti sa akin, kasi iniisip ko na lang na at least kahit nasa malayo ako ay nagagawa ko pa rin silang ipag-shopping.  Enjoy naman kasi pati byenan ko ay nakikisali rin sa pagbili ng chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One month pa bago kami umuwi ng Pilipinas ay natanggap na ni Mama ang mga ipinadala kong dalawang kahon.  Sinabi ko kay Mama na huwag nilang bubuksan kasi gusto kong masaksihan ang mga naririnig  ko sa telepono na ingay na dulot ng kanilang halakhakan at pagkakasayahan habang nagbubukas sila ng kahon... (habang nagbubukas kasi sila ng ipinapadala ko ay nasa telepono ako at nakikinig (at nakiki-ingay na rin)).  Pag nagpapadala ako ng box ay nilalagyan ko ng "tag" kung para kanino, but this time hindi ko nilagyan ng names kasi para talagang masaya at agawan.  Yung mga bilin ng mga kapatid ko na perfumes, Ferrari jacket at kung anu-ano pang pahabol na bilin ay personal kong binitbit (mabait at generous din ako minsan hihihi!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ang pamangkin kong si Zack habang naghihintay na mabuksan ang kahon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SrGAgxUC64I/AAAAAAAABEE/kX6qLK2GV_o/s320/IMG_8501_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382224330166037378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ate Gie in action.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SrF0gNdSOrI/AAAAAAAABCs/H3Zhj5_MSOY/s320/IMG_8517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382211126401579698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Game na!... Kanya kanya na 'toooh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SrF1Ko6MYDI/AAAAAAAABC8/yV1n8tGPBwM/s320/IMG_8521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382211855325093938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;!-- adsense --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SrF4_OQHapI/AAAAAAAABD0/2RX9xCDEKy4/s320/DSCN0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382216057237236370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SrF41CIQu7I/AAAAAAAABDs/2-QF9IIVLvE/s320/DSCN0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382215882184375218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SrF4mZi0DAI/AAAAAAAABDc/ZSZE0bi1zJE/s320/IMG_8495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382215630771719170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SrF3FBD_llI/AAAAAAAABDM/b81wYqJis_o/s320/IMG_8533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382213957752690258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SrF4ubEhd0I/AAAAAAAABDk/h7oxFwMqhKs/s320/DSCN0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382215768620496706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Tita, huwag nyo akong picturan... baka pag nakita ni Tito hindi na ako pasalubungan."&lt;/span&gt;(hinihintay rin kasi namin ang pagdating ng aming bunso ^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SrF1runjB0I/AAAAAAAABDE/sebiCzdR1os/s320/IMG_8524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382212423793182530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Yoyoy, ikaw ang tagatakbo sa kwarto nung akin ha?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Opo Tita, basta hati tayo sa chocolates na  makukuha natin ha?&lt;br /&gt;(Naku po! Partner pa ang mag-tita hihihi!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SrF5NnAquEI/AAAAAAAABD8/DJPTh2ERstg/s320/DSCN0032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382216304401496130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Lugi yata ako... parang konti ang akin..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Haller! ikaw kaya ang may pinaka-marami kasi ang bibilis ng mga anak mong umagaw hehehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SrF3MOCuw1I/AAAAAAAABDU/aO1Ji19gETg/s320/IMG_8536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382214081496138578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-4245674875459483524?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/4245674875459483524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=4245674875459483524&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/4245674875459483524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/4245674875459483524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/09/pinas-vacation-2009-photos-1.html' title='Pinas Vacation 2009 Photos 1 : PASALUBONG/Balikbayan boxes'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SrGAgxUC64I/AAAAAAAABEE/kX6qLK2GV_o/s72-c/IMG_8501_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-3663133702304030899</id><published>2009-09-05T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T13:18:47.976-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balik Blogging'/><title type='text'>Balik Blogging</title><content type='html'>Tapos na ang three weeks family vacation namin sa Pilipinas... balik Alemanya na, at balik blogging na rin, yaaay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahit may jetlag pa, punta kaagad kami ng party kasi church wedding ng nephew namin.  Sa Pilipinas na kami bumili ng damit na maisusuot sa party kasi wala ng time kung dito pa sa Germany kami bibili. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SqLeOPccG7I/AAAAAAAABB0/7A2mUmTxlGc/s1600-h/wed1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SqLeOPccG7I/AAAAAAAABB0/7A2mUmTxlGc/s320/wed1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378105241279142834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SqLgEESWJiI/AAAAAAAABCM/TVYW71lxem8/s1600-h/wed2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SqLgEESWJiI/AAAAAAAABCM/TVYW71lxem8/s320/wed2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378107265508582946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;!-- adsense --&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SqLi9F8fcRI/AAAAAAAABCU/An1hyotN2pI/s320/wed3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378110444229587218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-3663133702304030899?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/3663133702304030899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=3663133702304030899&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/3663133702304030899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/3663133702304030899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/09/balik-blogging.html' title='Balik Blogging'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SqLeOPccG7I/AAAAAAAABB0/7A2mUmTxlGc/s72-c/wed1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-3841496219392215080</id><published>2009-07-30T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T13:20:35.895-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='balik Pinas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4n1'/><title type='text'>We're ready to go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SnF-U4Mzu-I/AAAAAAAABBU/VSzGI-y1a5k/s1600-h/SDC10646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SnF-U4Mzu-I/AAAAAAAABBU/VSzGI-y1a5k/s320/SDC10646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364207528323562466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All our bags are packed, we're ready to go. Go where?  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;PHILIPPINES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukas pa ang flight namin, kaya ngayon ay linis dito, linis doon, linis sa kung saan-saang sulok muna... para pagbalik malinis pa rin ang bahay, naks!  Sabi ko nga sa husband ko dapat palagi kaming magbabakasyon para araw-araw malinis ang bahay hihihi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Konti lang ang bags namin kasi nauna na ang pasalubong.  Nasa bahay na raw sabi ni Mama ang pinadala naming 2 balikbayan boxes.  Bubuksan namin ng sabay sabay sa Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Masayang masaya rin ako kasi bukod kay mama... makikita kong muli ang other members ng &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Kaming magkakapatid ay four girls and one boy, kaya ang tawag sa amin ni Mama ay &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;!-- adsense --&gt; May asawa't mga anak na kaming lahat kaya pag nagkita-kita ay talaga namang ang dami!   Ang litratong ito ay kuha noong January 2007, at around 6 a.m.  (Mga hindi pa nagsusuklay at nagmumumog hihihi!) &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SnGGZYRJrII/AAAAAAAABBk/ZYg-MXYHyOg/s400/magkakapatid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364216401744211074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SnGDMp_kWoI/AAAAAAAABBc/dD3hc-_NRrg/s1600-h/IMG_6919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SnGDMp_kWoI/AAAAAAAABBc/dD3hc-_NRrg/s320/IMG_6919.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364212884629117570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ready na akong kumain este lumamon ng kinasasabikan kong mga pagkaing Pinoy... suman, bibingka,  budin, espasol,&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;!-- adsense --&gt; kutsinta, pansit Lukban na may vinegar, dinuguan, sinigang na bangus, isdang tulingan, pinakbet, sitsaron bulaklak, taho sa umaga, sago't gulaman... hihihi! Promise, kakainin ko lahat yan... ako pa, yakang yaka! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(si Mama nang-i-inggit ng inihaw na isda)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-3841496219392215080?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/3841496219392215080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=3841496219392215080&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/3841496219392215080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/3841496219392215080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/07/were-ready-to-go.html' title='We&apos;re ready to go!'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SnF-U4Mzu-I/AAAAAAAABBU/VSzGI-y1a5k/s72-c/SDC10646.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-4515813166109041325</id><published>2009-07-14T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T16:03:50.185-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smile'/><title type='text'>Brighten the world with your smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SluWLCKJEsI/AAAAAAAABAo/4FQaCmWhsXs/s1600-h/jdsmile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SluWLCKJEsI/AAAAAAAABAo/4FQaCmWhsXs/s320/jdsmile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358041297989472962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Various quotes about &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt; found online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Smiles are free: don’t save them.&lt;span class="indquote_link"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="indquote_link"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="indquote_link"&gt;A warm smile is the universal language of kindness.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A smile is the light in the window of your face that tells people you're at home.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The world always looks brighter from behind a smile.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A smile costs nothing, but gives much. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;No smile is as beautiful as the one that struggles through the tears. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A smile is a little curve that sets a lot of things straight.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="indquote_link"&gt;You're never fully dressed without a smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;!-- adsense --&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Smile, it makes people wonder what you’ve been up to.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A smile can open a heart faster than a key can open a door. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've never seen a smiling face that was not beautiful.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A smile is a powerful weapon; you can even break ice with it. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The shortest distance between two people is a smile.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Always remember to be happy because you never know who's falling in love with your smile.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Smiling is infectious,&lt;br /&gt;You can catch it like the flu.&lt;br /&gt;Someone smiled at me today,&lt;br /&gt;And I started smiling too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-4515813166109041325?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/4515813166109041325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=4515813166109041325&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/4515813166109041325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/4515813166109041325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/07/brighten-world-with-your-smile.html' title='Brighten the world with your smile'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SluWLCKJEsI/AAAAAAAABAo/4FQaCmWhsXs/s72-c/jdsmile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-4525238394422179331</id><published>2009-07-13T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T13:23:21.499-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What&apos;s new'/><title type='text'>What's new with me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello friends!  If you're wondering where I've been in the last few days or week, please check out the new &lt;a href="http://tahanangpinoy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pinoy Away From Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; site and also &lt;a href="http://www.agrarmodelle-lapp.de/lapp.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="Stil34"&gt;agrarmodelle-lapp.de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  I've been busy working on the two sites with designing and updating, at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 90px;" src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/PAFHbanner.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 65px;" src="http://www.agrarmodelle-lapp.de/Bilder/AgrarLapplogo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of my hobbies is designing homepages. I've already created websites for friends and relatives.&lt;!-- adsense --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-4525238394422179331?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/4525238394422179331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=4525238394422179331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/4525238394422179331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/4525238394422179331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/07/whats-new-with-me.html' title='What&apos;s new with me?'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-1198709507844860608</id><published>2009-06-26T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T13:24:16.252-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balitang Sikat'/><title type='text'>Thank you Mr. Michael Jackson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Michael Jackson ist tot"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my sister-in-law said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't believe it at first and thought it was a bad joke, but then I heard the news on the radio.  I am very saddened by the news of Michael Jackson's passing.  He will surely be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Mr. Michael Jackson for being a part of my teenage years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gKgLmUg6I4g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gKgLmUg6I4g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Dangerous&lt;/center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cC1TTz2bMmM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cC1TTz2bMmM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;!-- adsense --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Ben&lt;/center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aSqo17o2a1w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aSqo17o2a1w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-1198709507844860608?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/1198709507844860608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=1198709507844860608&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/1198709507844860608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/1198709507844860608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson-ist-tot-my-sister-in_26.html' title='Thank you Mr. Michael Jackson'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-3725240598523056435</id><published>2009-06-25T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T16:05:38.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The biggest wish of men</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fg-a.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; width: 150px; height: 116px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SkPs5vH5TMI/AAAAAAAAA5w/aU1nmE2su74/s320/boat1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351381258892561602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A hurricane came unexpectedly. The ship went down and was lost. The man found himself swept up on the shore of an island with no other people, no supplies, nothing. Only bananas and coconuts. Used to 5-star hotels, this guy had no idea what to do, so for the next four months he ate bananas, drank coconut juice and longed for his old life and fixed his gaze on the sea, hoping to spot a rescue ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, as he was lying on the beach, he spotted movement out of the corner of his eye. It was a rowboat, and in it was the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen. She rowed up to him.  In disbelief, he asked her: "Where did you come from? How did you get here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I rowed from the other side of the island," she said. "I landed here when my cruise ship sank."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Amazing," he said. "I didn't know anyone else had survived. How many are there? You were lucky to have a rowboat wash up with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's only me," she said, "and the rowboat didn't wash up; nothing did." He was confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then how did you get the rowboat?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.123gif.de/insel/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 110px; height: 180px;" src="http://freegifs.123gif.de/baeume/baum-0102.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Oh, simple," replied the woman. "I made the rowboat out of materials that I found on the island. The oars were whittled from Gum tree branches. I wove the bottom from palm branches and the sides and stern came from a Eucalyptus tree."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"B-B-But that's impossible," stuttered the man. "You had no tools or hardware. How did you manage?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, that was no problem," replied the woman. "On the other side of the island there is a very unusual stratum of alluvial rock exposed. I found that if I fired it to a certain temperature in my kiln, it melted into forgeable ductile iron. I used that for tools, and used the tools to make the hardware. But enough of that," she said. "Where do you live?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheepishly, he confessed that he had been sleeping on the beach the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, let's row over to my place, then," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;!-- adsense --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 99px; height: 82px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SkPtHAcOyXI/AAAAAAAAA54/_Zbxngs5C-4/s320/boat.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351381486879558002" border="0" /&gt;After a few minutes of rowing she docked the boat at a small wharf. As the man looked to the shore he nearly fell out of the boat. Before him was a stone walk leading to an exquisite bungalow painted in blue and white. While the woman tied up the rowboat with an expertly woven hemp rope, the man could only stare ahead, dumbstruck. As they walked into the house, she said casually, "It's not much, but I call it home. Sit down, please; would you like a drink?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, no thank you," he said, still dazed. "I can't take any more coconut juice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's not coconut juice," the woman replied. "I have a still. How about a Pina Colada?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to hide his amazement, the man accepted, and they sat down on her couch to talk. After they had exchanged their stories, the woman announced, "I'm going to slip into something comfortable. Would you like to take a shower and shave? There is a razor upstairs in the cabinet in the bathroom."&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 200px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SkPvBKEHd2I/AAAAAAAAA6A/CEJtiRhfTBM/s320/Singing-in-the-Shower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351383585406809954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No longer questioning anything, the man went into the bathroom. There in the cabinet was a razor made from a bone handle. Two shells honed to a hollow ground edge were fastened onto it's end inside a swivel mechanism. "This woman is amazing," he mused. "What next?" When he returned, she greeted him wearing nothing but vines - strategically positioned - and smelling faintly of gardenias. She beckoned for him to sit down next to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tell me," she began, suggestively, slithering closer to him, "we've been out here for a very long time. You've been lonely. There's something I'm sure you really feel like doing right now, something you've been longing for all these months. You know..." She stared into his eyes.  He couldn't believe what he was hearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You mean--?" he replied, "I can check my e-mail from here?"&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 162px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SkPq-cuHoGI/AAAAAAAAA5o/Fa5Ggco_75I/s320/liebe-0403.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351379140828700770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-3725240598523056435?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/3725240598523056435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=3725240598523056435&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/3725240598523056435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/3725240598523056435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/06/biggest-wish-of-men.html' title='The biggest wish of men'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SkPs5vH5TMI/AAAAAAAAA5w/aU1nmE2su74/s72-c/boat1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-992279683745559823</id><published>2009-06-20T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T17:13:21.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4n1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little brother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ferrari'/><title type='text'>Ferrari for Toto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/Sj1ReK4dtXI/AAAAAAAAA5A/qd4-nH0QRVQ/s1600-h/toto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/Sj1ReK4dtXI/AAAAAAAAA5A/qd4-nH0QRVQ/s200/toto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349521511145125234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today we bought a Ferrari California sweatshirt jacket for my little brother, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Toto&lt;/span&gt;.    Although he is 32 and bigger than me, he will always be my little brother or "bunso".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a very responsible young man.  Ever since he got bigger than us he has acted like our big brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bona in front of the Eberlein Ferrari in Kassel, Germany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/Sj1S00MTyBI/AAAAAAAAA5I/_-qMHebncp0/s320/20-06-09_1217.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349522999702964242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;!-- adsense --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/Sj1TDMP57LI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/QBYsN6iP4g8/s320/20-06-09_1218.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349523246678666418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-992279683745559823?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/992279683745559823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=992279683745559823&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/992279683745559823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/992279683745559823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/06/ferrari-for-toto.html' title='Ferrari for Toto'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/Sj1ReK4dtXI/AAAAAAAAA5A/qd4-nH0QRVQ/s72-c/toto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-6359397236847251795</id><published>2009-06-15T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T13:25:36.990-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Storks'/><title type='text'>Storks on our Rooftop</title><content type='html'>According to mythology, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stork&lt;/span&gt; is responsible for bringing babies and harmony to a family on whose property they nest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SjZDQCTJPWI/AAAAAAAAA38/1AOpQZ0qxig/s400/RIMG0117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347535550323178850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SjZDW_AKWQI/AAAAAAAAA4E/-zHfLGONjEc/s400/RIMG0118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347535669697337602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SjZDmEiWVCI/AAAAAAAAA4M/8ML14ZVHgFU/s400/RIMG0119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347535928880944162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;!-- adsense --&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SjZD8xzq92I/AAAAAAAAA4U/NxMCKLUF_Tw/s400/RIMG0121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347536318990317410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SjZEiWqlPBI/AAAAAAAAA4c/Rvf9DL1O8tI/s400/RIMG0122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347536964539464722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SjZEs1FnCuI/AAAAAAAAA4k/shwdnBJDHko/s400/RIMG0123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347537144504584930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SjZFRPL8KLI/AAAAAAAAA4s/NnGfhPQYB7g/s400/RIMG0124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347537769985747122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photos taken by our neighbor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-6359397236847251795?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/6359397236847251795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=6359397236847251795&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/6359397236847251795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/6359397236847251795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/06/storks-on-our-rooftop.html' title='Storks on our Rooftop'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SjZDQCTJPWI/AAAAAAAAA38/1AOpQZ0qxig/s72-c/RIMG0117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-1448910747935058434</id><published>2009-06-12T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T16:06:16.224-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Asian store'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pinoy Goods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gold mine'/><title type='text'>Finding a gold mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here in Germany, buying asian products is not a problem... just check the Asian section of your favorite supermarket.  But finding an Asian store with food products from the Philippines is like finding a gold mine. Then yesterday as we went "window shopping", we spotted LIGO sardines in a window display... immediately went inside the store and here's what we bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SjLNhdrzs2I/AAAAAAAAA3U/GlmtU1uXXD4/s400/Pinoygoods.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346561682429948770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;!-- adsense --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SjLNoaWGKWI/AAAAAAAAA3c/ZJdQIqdi8QQ/s400/Pinoygoods1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346561801792661858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-1448910747935058434?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/1448910747935058434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=1448910747935058434&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/1448910747935058434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/1448910747935058434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/06/finding-gold-mine.html' title='Finding a gold mine'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SjLNhdrzs2I/AAAAAAAAA3U/GlmtU1uXXD4/s72-c/Pinoygoods.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-5671440553570722733</id><published>2009-05-26T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T16:02:48.106-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McDonalds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gems in my inbox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smile'/><title type='text'>Breakfast at McDonalds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This was sent to me by a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a mother  of three (ages 14, 12, 3) and have recently completed my college  degree. The last  class I had to take was Sociology. The teacher  was absolutely inspiring with the qualities that I wish every human  being had been graced with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her last  project of the term was called, ‘&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Smile&lt;/span&gt;.’ The class was  asked to go out and smile at three people and document their  reactions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a very  friendly person and always smile at everyone and say hello anyway. So, I  thought this would be a piece of cake, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after we  were assigned the project, my husband, youngest son, and I went out to  McDonald’s one crisp March morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just  our way of sharing special playtime with our son. We were standing in line, waiting to be served, when all of a sudden everyone around us began to back away, and then even my  husband did. I did not move an inch… an overwhelming feeling of panic welled up inside of me as I turned to see why they had moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I turned  around I smelled a horrible ‘dirty body’ smell, and there standing  behind me were two poor homeless men. As I looked  down at the short gentleman, close to me, he was  ’smiling’. His beautiful  sky blue eyes were full of God’s Light as he searched for  acceptance. &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;!-- adsense --&gt;He said, “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Good day&lt;/span&gt;” as he counted the few coins he had been  clutching. The second  man fumbled with his hands as he stood behind his friend. I realized the  second man was mentally challenged and the blue-eyed gentleman was his  salvation. I held my tears as I stood there  with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young lady at the counter  asked him what they wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Coffee is all Miss&lt;/span&gt;”  because that was all they could afford. (If they wanted to sit in the  restaurant and warm up, they had to buy something. He just wanted to be  warm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I really felt it - the  compulsion was so great I almost reached out and embraced the little man  with the blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is when I noticed all eyes in the restaurant were set on me, judging my every action. I smiled and asked the young lady  behind the counter to give me two more breakfast meals on a separate  tray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then walked around the corner to  the table that the men had chosen as a resting spot. I put the tray on  the table and laid my hand on the blue-eyed gentleman’s cold  hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked up at me, with tears in his eyes, and said, “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leaned over, began to pat his hand and said, “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I did not do this for you. God is here working through me to give you hope.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to cry as I walked away  to join my husband and son. When I sat down my husband smiled at me and  said, “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That is why God gave you to me, Honey, to give me  hope.”&lt;/span&gt; We held hands for a moment and at  that time, we knew that only because of the Grace that we had been given were we able to give. We are not church goers, but we  are believers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day showed me the pure Light  of God’s sweet love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I returned to college, on the last  evening of class, with this story in hand. I turned in ‘my project’ and the  instructor read it. Then she looked up at me and said, “Can I share this?” I slowly nodded as she got the  attention of the class. She began to read and that is when  I knew that we as human beings and being part of God share this need to heal people and to be healed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my own way I had touched the  people at McDonald’s, my son,the instructor, and every soul that shared the classroom on the last night I spent as a  college student. I graduated with one of the  biggest lessons I would ever learn: &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;UNCONDITIONAL ACCEPTANCE&lt;/span&gt;. Much love and compassion is sent  to each and every person who may read this and learn how  to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE PEOPLE AND USE THINGS - NOT  LOVE THINGS AND USE PEOPLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-5671440553570722733?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/5671440553570722733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=5671440553570722733&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/5671440553570722733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/5671440553570722733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/05/breakfast-at-mcdonalds.html' title='Breakfast at McDonalds'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-3737854036466010383</id><published>2009-05-25T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T13:27:46.477-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philip Nolasco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing Kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amy Nobleza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balitang Sikat'/><title type='text'>Amy Nobleza and Philip Nolasco singing on STAR KING (Korea)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Galing talaga ng mga batang Pinoy.  Nagpakita ng kanilang mga talento sa pagkanta ang mga batang Pinoy na sina Amy Nobleza and Philip Nolasco (kapwa produkto ng PDA Little Dreamer)... at gaya nung kumanta si Charice (2007) sa Star King ay muli na namang humanga ang mga Koreano sa mga batang Pinoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cECF5JNzkeA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cECF5JNzkeA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;!-- adsense --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hcp_7OxLWzs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hcp_7OxLWzs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.proudlypinoy.org/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311141370647730482" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 97px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbT2791W2TI/AAAAAAAAAss/dpi0Q6meXSQ/s200/proudlypinoyontrans.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-3737854036466010383?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/3737854036466010383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=3737854036466010383&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/3737854036466010383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/3737854036466010383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/05/amy-nobleza-and-philip-nolasco-singing.html' title='Amy Nobleza and Philip Nolasco singing on STAR KING (Korea)'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbT2791W2TI/AAAAAAAAAss/dpi0Q6meXSQ/s72-c/proudlypinoyontrans.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-4869422757837258573</id><published>2009-05-18T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T13:27:30.950-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charice Pempengco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing Kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balitang Sikat'/><title type='text'>Charice: Note To God</title><content type='html'>Charice Pempengco sings her  first international single &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note To God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p23AGrI-DHY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p23AGrI-DHY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amazing voice! We're so proud of you Charice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;!-- adsense --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ayUUJA-5OwI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ayUUJA-5OwI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="description"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.proudlypinoy.org/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311141370647730482" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 97px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbT2791W2TI/AAAAAAAAAss/dpi0Q6meXSQ/s200/proudlypinoyontrans.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-4869422757837258573?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/4869422757837258573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=4869422757837258573&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/4869422757837258573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/4869422757837258573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/05/charice-note-to-god.html' title='Charice: Note To God'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbT2791W2TI/AAAAAAAAAss/dpi0Q6meXSQ/s72-c/proudlypinoyontrans.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-2611103073020110798</id><published>2009-05-14T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T13:26:59.286-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gems in my inbox'/><title type='text'>5 MORE MINUTES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A woman sat down next to a man on a bench near a playground at park one fine Sunday  morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's my son over there," she said, pointing to a little boy in a red T-shirt who was gliding down the slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's a fine looking boy," the man said. "That's my son on the swing in the blue T-shirt." Then, looking at his watch, he called to his son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you say we go, Jack?" Jack pleaded, "Just 5 MORE MINUTES, Dad. Please?" "Just 5 MORE MINUTES."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man nodded and Jack continued to swing to his heart's content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minutes passed and the father stood and called again to his son. "Time to go now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again Jack pleaded, "5 MORE MINUTES, Dad. Just 5 MORE MINUTES."  The man smiled and said, "O.K."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My, you certainly are a  patient father," the woman responded.&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;!-- adsense --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man smiled and then said, "My older son John was killed by a drunk driver last year while he was riding his bike near here. I never spent much time with John and now I'd give anything for just 5 MORE MINUTES with him. I've vowed not to make the same mistake with Jack. He thinks he has 5 MORE MINUTES to swing. The truth is, I get 5 MORE MINUTES to watch him play."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Life is not a race. Life is all about making priorities.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your priorities? Give someone you love 5 MORE MINUTES of your TIME no matter how busy you are and you will have no regrets FOREVER.&lt;br /&gt;Once you've LOST it, it will be FOREVER...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-2611103073020110798?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/2611103073020110798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=2611103073020110798&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/2611103073020110798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/2611103073020110798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/05/5-more-minutes.html' title='5 MORE MINUTES'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-6895761616195277070</id><published>2009-05-08T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T12:47:42.259-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Papa'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Papa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/Papa.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Papa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's your 67th birthday today.  I can't believe it's almost 4 years since you left us.  I wish you were still a text away, so I could tell you how much you mean to me on your special day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the best father that anyone could wish for... our Hero, our Mentor, our Best Friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember we love you and miss you with all our hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/Sj1aToz5NqI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/E7NcdnRPlW4/s320/chef_papa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349531225805108898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; best chef in town...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- adsense --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is papa's favorite song... brings back so many many memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VjxY7xmhJ6o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VjxY7xmhJ6o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-6895761616195277070?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/6895761616195277070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=6895761616195277070&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/6895761616195277070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/6895761616195277070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-papa.html' title='Happy Birthday, Papa!'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/Sj1aToz5NqI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/E7NcdnRPlW4/s72-c/chef_papa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-8296023518259982617</id><published>2009-05-03T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T06:08:58.329-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pinoy Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balitang Sikat'/><title type='text'>Congrats Pacman!!!</title><content type='html'>Mabuhay!!! Panalo si Manny Pacquiao sa laban niya kay Ricky Hatton. Isang napakagandang mother's day gift  para sa nanay niyang si aling Dionisia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3VleE27xzxI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3VleE27xzxI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FxfHWTETT_o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FxfHWTETT_o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.proudlypinoy.org/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311141370647730482" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 97px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbT2791W2TI/AAAAAAAAAss/dpi0Q6meXSQ/s200/proudlypinoyontrans.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-8296023518259982617?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/8296023518259982617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=8296023518259982617&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/8296023518259982617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/8296023518259982617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/05/congrats-pacman.html' title='Congrats Pacman!!!'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbT2791W2TI/AAAAAAAAAss/dpi0Q6meXSQ/s72-c/proudlypinoyontrans.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-1790258557235048303</id><published>2009-04-28T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T06:42:09.313-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing Kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balitang Sikat'/><title type='text'>12-year-old Fil-Australian JAL JOSHUA Place Second in Australia’s Got Talent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/wow/1.gif" alt="[linked image]" /&gt; Jal Joshua Lebumfacil, a 12-year old Filipino-Australian, placed second to Mark Vincent in the recently concluded 2009 Australias Got Talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gD8F4fi_QqY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gD8F4fi_QqY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semi-Final&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ta6WYmVN8jM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ta6WYmVN8jM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grand Final Announcement &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aiiKR-vnEIA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aiiKR-vnEIA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grand Final Performance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SQ9AUxPLaR8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SQ9AUxPLaR8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZSYTOl4YVaI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZSYTOl4YVaI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;i&gt;davidau2x&lt;/i&gt; for the videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Congratulations Joshua!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.proudlypinoy.org/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/proudlypinoyontrans.png" alt="proudlypinoyontrans.png" border="0" width="100" height="97" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-1790258557235048303?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/1790258557235048303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=1790258557235048303&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/1790258557235048303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/1790258557235048303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/04/12-year-old-fil-australian-jal-joshua.html' title='12-year-old Fil-Australian JAL JOSHUA Place Second in Australia’s Got Talent'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-7234611210256343578</id><published>2009-04-28T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T14:59:30.147-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judy Ann Santos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ryan Agoncillo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balitang Sikat'/><title type='text'>Judy Ann Santos is now Mrs. Ryan Agoncillo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/mj0110/judayrya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 385px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/mj0110/judayrya.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pagbisita ko sa &lt;a href="http://www.network54.com/Forum/611837/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pinoy Away From Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; forum ay napangiti ako sa aking nabasa at nakitang picture ng kasalang Judy Ann Santos at Ryan Agoncillo.  Nakakatuwa naman na misis na ang pinapanuod ko noon sa TV na si Mara / Esperanza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Best Wishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Ryan Agoncillo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/hochzeit_0013.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 54px; height: 80px;" src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/hochzeit_0013.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After almost a year of being engaged, celebrity couple Judy Ann Santos and Ryan Agoncillo finally tied the knot early Tuesday morning, April 28 at San Juan Nepomuceno Church in San Juan, Batangas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The private ceremony, which was closed to the media, started at around 7 a.m. and ended after an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding was officiated by Fr. Tito  Caluag who was reported to be an hour late for the ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couple's principal sponsors include -- Mon Isberto, Smart Communications spokesman; Bien Bautista, Ace photographer; Benjie Gonzales, Ryan's uncle from the US; Susie Entrata-Abrera, TV Host; Rory Quintos, TV &amp;amp; Movie Director; and Jane Buencamino, Judy Ann's road manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megastar Sharon Cuneta, Santos' "sister-in-showbiz", was the matron of honor while Agoncillo's brother, Dondi, stood as best man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the country's top singers performed during the ceremony. Agot Isidro sang the song "Runaway" while Regine Velasquez and Ogie Alcasid sang "The Prayer" during the offertory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isidro and Alcasid performed "One Hand, One Heart" during Communion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ceremony was attended by the couples' families and closest friends in and outside showbiz. Spotted at the event were Santos' mother, Carol, Senator Francis Pangilinan, KC Concepcion, Suzy Entrata, Paolo Abrera and directors Joyce Bernal and Rory Quintos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of posting time, the newly wed couple and their visitors are headed to an undisclosed private resort for the reception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As early as last night, the couple and some of their guests were already spotted near the church to make sure that they will be present for the early wedding ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couple decided to marry at daybreak to signal the new start in their lives as a married couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agoncillo and Santos were first paired in the teleserye "Krystala" where their romance blossomed. They have starred in two movies together, "Kasal, Kasali, Kasalo" and "Sakal, Sakali, Saklolo" -- both of which have been heavy earners at the tills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their next project for ABS-CBN is the teleserye "George &amp;amp; Cecil."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agoncillo proposed marriage to Santos on her 30th birthday last year. They revealed the engagement a month later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couple have been mum about the actual date of their wedding with some news reports saying that the wedding was scheduled on May 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santos earlier said they plan to go to Mexico for their honeymoon, according to an SNN: Showbiz News Ngayon report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santos, who turns 31 on May 11, has an adopted daughter named Johanna Lois or Yohan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;article from &lt;a href="http://www.abs-cbnnews.com/entertainment/04/28/09/judy-ann-santos-and-ryan-agoncillo-tie-knot"&gt;www.abs-cbnnews.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-7234611210256343578?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/7234611210256343578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=7234611210256343578&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/7234611210256343578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/7234611210256343578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/04/judy-ann-santos-is-now-mrs-ryan.html' title='Judy Ann Santos is now Mrs. Ryan Agoncillo'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-3457869966951231266</id><published>2009-04-22T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T16:07:45.438-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Baby'/><title type='text'>My Baby is Now a  Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its amazing how time flies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/Se8Q7HKLPMI/AAAAAAAAAwk/aACVvAVlG_8/s320/magnanay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327495491922640066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/Se8RHR6-3QI/AAAAAAAAAws/_4CRS71Y4Jk/s320/0013-72MP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327495700970134786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;!-- adsense --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/Se8SMw0mgKI/AAAAAAAAAw8/KiSRluC23Xc/s320/LPIC0167_MP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327496894675845282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/Se8Sc3_4ePI/AAAAAAAAAxE/EzcrQqEpwX8/s320/bona_dancerMP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327497171480115442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/Se8Sn-DmApI/AAAAAAAAAxM/842YZ41mYGU/s320/LPIC0143MP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327497362084856466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/Se8SzYGc0GI/AAAAAAAAAxU/AXpivsl9kyM/s320/92MP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327497558054719586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;... I guess I should admit that she’s not a baby anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/Se8TG2j1UoI/AAAAAAAAAxc/AzjKGxzwFyk/s320/SDC10413MP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327497892648538754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-3457869966951231266?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/3457869966951231266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=3457869966951231266&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/3457869966951231266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/3457869966951231266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-baby-is-now-lady.html' title='My Baby is Now a  Lady'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/Se8Q7HKLPMI/AAAAAAAAAwk/aACVvAVlG_8/s72-c/magnanay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-8036144363880228243</id><published>2009-04-15T14:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T12:57:53.522-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balita'/><title type='text'>Ted Failon Suspect In Wife's Shooting</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Update : Napatunayan nang walang kasalanan si Ted Failon sa pagkamatay ng kanyang asawa.   Balik trabaho na si Ted Failon at isa ako sa masaya sa paglabas ng katotohanan. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang nakakagulat naman ang news na ito.  Kinilabutan ako ng mapanuod ko, hinahangaan ko si Ted Failon...  sa interview at "suicide note", hindi ko alam kung ano ang iisipin ko...  Sana lumabas kaagad ang katotohanan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nn5Fx-WpMP0&amp;amp;hl=de&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nn5Fx-WpMP0&amp;amp;hl=de&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dQQlKecTFEA&amp;amp;hl=de&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dQQlKecTFEA&amp;amp;hl=de&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Ted Failon’s wife shot in the head, in critical condition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife of broadcast journalist Ted Failon was shot in the head inside their residence in Quezon City Wednesday, according to police.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supt. Franklin Moises Mabanag, chief of the Criminal Investigation and Detection Unit (CIDU) of the Quezon City Police District (QCPD), said Trinidad Arteche, 45, of 27 Gen. Aquino Street, Tiera Pura subdivision, suffered wounds from a bullet that entered her left temple and exited on the right side of her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While there are reports that she has been declared clinically dead, an official statement from ABS-CBN yesterday said that she was still fighting for her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a statement released through ABS-CBN, Failon said: “Hindi ko na tinapos ang aking programa sa DZMM kaninang umaga matapos kong makausap ang aking asawa sa telepono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kaya umuwi ako kaagad at natagpuan kong nakakandado ang pinto ng banyo. Pinabuksan ko ang pinto at natagpuan ko ang aking asawa na duguan kung kaya’t itinakbo ko siya kaagad sa hospital.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, Failon was brought by the authorities to the QCPD headquarters in Camp Karingal, Quezon City, for further investigation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four of Failon's maid were also invited by QCPD authorities for investigation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senior Supt. Elmo San Diego, QCPD officer-in-charge, said investigators are looking into the suicide angle and other possible motives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reports said that Failon, accompanied by sister-in-law Pamela Arteche, brought the victim to New Era Hospital on Commonwealth Avenue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his initial written statement read in his evening newscast TV Patrol World, the news anchor insisted he didn't kill his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He added that he didn't finish his daily morning radio program “Tambalang Failon at Sanchez” after receiving a phone call from one of his maids stating the situation of his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failon admitted that he had a quarrel with his wife Tuesday night before the unfortunate incident happened at around 10:30 a.m. Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her wife reportedly left a written note before the incident happened. He did not elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in other television and radio reports, it said that Failon’s wife expressed regret over their fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the late evening newscast "Bandila," Failon said he and his wife have some financial problems to settle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, executives from ABS-CBN asked the media and the public to respect Failon's privacy following the alleged shooting incident. "We appeal to everyone to please respect the privacy of Ted Failon and his family," Bong Osorio, VP for the network's Corporate Communications department, told the Manila Bulletin Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Osorio pleaded for understanding from the public. "Ted's wife is fighting for her life [right now]," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failon, who has been with ABS-CBN since the 1990s, is one of the main newscasters for ABS-CBN's early evening news program "TV Patrol World." He also co-hosts, with another broadcaster Korina Sanchez, the morning radio show "Tambalang Failon at Sanchez."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2001, Failon, whose real name is Mario Teodoro Etong, joined politics when he ran for and won as Congressman in the first district of Leyte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failon won over re-electionist Rep. Alfred Romualdez.  During his term, he authored a total 75 bills, 54 local bills and 21 of national significance.  He co-authored 159 local and national bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He served his constituents from 2001 to 2004 before rejoining ABS-CBN's News and Current Affairs team and resuming his career in broadcast journalism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Known for his hard-hitting comments on the AM band, Failon has been recognized for his contributions in broadcast journalism, winning awards from the Kapisanan ng mga Brodkaster ng Pilipinas Golden Dove Awards, the Philippine Movie Press Club Star Awards and the Catholic Mass Media Awards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a related development, Manila Rep. Bienvenido Abante, chairman of the House Committee on Public Information, aired concern over the incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abante, a Baptist bishop, said he expects Failon, being a broadcast journalist, to tell the truth about the incident. “Being a broadcaster, the only thing that must come out from him is the truth,” Abante said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failon  represented the first district of Leyte which is now occupied by Rep. Ferdinand Martin Romualdez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romualdez refused to comment on the shooting of Trina Arteche-Etong, who, is an “ordinary housewife.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romualdez commented that Failon is a province-mate and a good friend.  He also did not comment on why Failon resigned from local politics after serving only one term as representative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failon’s name has been mentioned by former President Joseph Estrada as being on the list of possible senatorial bets the opposition will field in 2010&lt;br /&gt;source : &lt;a href="http://mb.com.ph/articles/202542/ted-failon-s-wife-shot-head-critical-condition"&gt;Manila Bulletin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-8036144363880228243?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/8036144363880228243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=8036144363880228243&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/8036144363880228243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/8036144363880228243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/04/ted-failon-suspect-in-wifes-shooting.html' title='Ted Failon Suspect In Wife&apos;s Shooting'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-4650597055773801615</id><published>2009-03-25T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T06:22:57.112-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duty Free Scandal'/><title type='text'>DUTY FREE (Philippines) SCANDAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nang mapanuod ko ang news na ito ay halu-halo ang naging emotion ko.  Tama bang manlait, magmura, at magpaluhod ang isang tao dahil uminit ang kanyang ulo... dahil galing sya sa isang mahabang biyahe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VNT7vmRlKG4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VNT7vmRlKG4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nag-sorry ang fashion designer na sangkot sa eskandalo na si Boyet Fajardo.&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1EgtOAmnRgM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1EgtOAmnRgM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa pangyayaring ito masasabi pa bang "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Customer Is Always Right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-4650597055773801615?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/4650597055773801615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=4650597055773801615&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/4650597055773801615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/4650597055773801615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/03/duty-free-philippines-scandal.html' title='DUTY FREE (Philippines) SCANDAL'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-2266823449958313788</id><published>2009-03-24T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T14:53:15.111-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Cooking Adventure'/><title type='text'>ORANGE-NUTS ICEBERG SALAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I love to cook! Our kitchen is my kingdom. My recipe collection is growing out of hand. I have recipes that I collected from friends, magazines, newspapers, calendars, internet, the back of cans and boxes. I thought I would post my cooking adventure online to share with everyone. I call it "my cooking adventure" because I rarely follow a recipe exactly. For me, a recipe is just a suggestion from someone who has tried out a meal before. So it's always an adventure in my kitchen.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 small head iceberg lettuce&lt;br /&gt;2 oranges (peeled into segments)&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup chopped walnuts&lt;a href="http://www.gif-paradies.de/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; width: 128px; height: 128px;" src="http://www.gif-paradies.de/gifs/nahrung/orangen/orangen_0005.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dressing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup tomato catsup&lt;br /&gt;1 cup salad oil&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;3 tablespoons lemon juice&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon sea salt&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon dry mustard&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon paprika&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon Worchestershire sauce&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons hot water&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon salad vinegar &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;(optional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wash iceberg lettuce and pat dry with a clean towel. Tear into bite-size pieces, wrap in the towel and refrigerate for about an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a salad bowl arrange layers of iceberg lettuce, orange segments, then spinkle with nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrigerate until ready to serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serve with dressing on the side. Makes 4 to 6 servings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine dressing ingredients in a blender until well blended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-2266823449958313788?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/2266823449958313788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=2266823449958313788&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/2266823449958313788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/2266823449958313788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/03/orange-nuts-iceberg-salad.html' title='ORANGE-NUTS ICEBERG SALAD'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-4087614872001341160</id><published>2009-03-23T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T03:27:10.240-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pinoy Videos'/><title type='text'>"GALAW-GALAW SA TAG-ARAW"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ABS-CBN Summer Station ID 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5MdKq3ZTHCM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5MdKq3ZTHCM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ABS-CBN Summer Station ID 2008 - "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Team, One Summer&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jmKJx9qYCgM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jmKJx9qYCgM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;ABS-CBN Summer Station ID 2007 - "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Araw Natin 'To!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lqqxfHYlTOo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lqqxfHYlTOo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-4087614872001341160?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/4087614872001341160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=4087614872001341160&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/4087614872001341160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/4087614872001341160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/03/galaw-galaw-sa-tag-araw.html' title='&quot;GALAW-GALAW SA TAG-ARAW&quot;'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-6718413111934960010</id><published>2009-03-18T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T04:17:00.236-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Outside Pinas'/><title type='text'>ANG MISIS AT SI BABAE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mahigit apat na taon na ang nakakaraan, may dinalang babae ang asawa ko sa bahay namin. At bilang mabuting maybahay naman, ang babae ay inasikaso kong mabuti - ibinibigay ko sa kanya lahat ng kanyang pangangailangan, nililinis ko ang inuokopahan nyang espasyo sa pamamahay ko, sinisigurado kong may pagkain at inumin siya sa pang araw -araw, pati nga PEDICURE nya ako pa ang gumagawa eh. Kung nagkakasakit sya, matiyaga ko siyang ina-alagaan... hindi ako nandidiring linisin ang kanyang mga sugat.  Hindi ako nagsasawang pagsilbihan siya sa abot ng aking makakaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa paglipas ng panahon, bukod sa pagtingin ng asawa ko ay nakagiliwan rin siya ng nag-iisa kong anak, siguro dahil sa malambing siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subalit may isang pangyayari na naganap sa pagitan namin ni Babae habang wala ang aking mag-ama, kaming dalawa lamang ang naiwan sa bahay. Habang ginugupitan ko siya ng kuku... ako ay kanyang sinaktan. Ang sakit sakit, pakiramdam ko ng mga oras na iyon&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;, nakipasan ako sa daigdig na pasan pasan ng idol kong si Sharon Cuneta sa pelikulang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pasan Ko Ang Daigdig&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi na ako nakapagpigil at ako'y nagsalita na talaga kay Babae. At sa pagitan ng pagluha ay sinabi ko sa kanya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ano ka ba naman ibinigay ko na sa iyo ang lahat-lahaaat, kahit na sa katotohanan ay ako ang amo sa ating dalawa, pinagsilbihan pa rin kita huhuhu!. Tapos ngayong ginugupitan huhuhu! lang kita ng KUKU ay nagawa mo pa akong saktan. Huwag mo akong daanin sa pananahimik mo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;........ &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUMAGOT KAAA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At si Babae ay sumagot naman ng  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWEEET&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;   TWEEET&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;   TWEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ET&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Huh!?&lt;/span&gt; Iyon lang ang nakuha kong sagot mula sa alaga naming ibon pagkatapos nyang tuka-tukain ang kamay ko, huhuhu!... ang sakit, sakit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w181/RBR_photo/babae_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Huhuhu! Wala na si Bae (Babae). Iniwan na nya kami last Saturday (March 21, 2009). Kumain pa sya, tapos bigla na lang namatay. Mainit-init pa sya ng hawakan ko, gusto pa sanang dalhin ng husband ko sa doctor... but wala na talaga si Bae. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We miss you Bae!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ginawa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;ko ang kwento na ito noong 2008 pa.  Kaya more than 5 years din naming nakasama si Bae.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Noong dumating ako dito sa Germany ay may kaparehas na alagang ibon din, 15 years naman na nakasama ng family ng husband ko si "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Muki&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-6718413111934960010?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/6718413111934960010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=6718413111934960010&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/6718413111934960010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/6718413111934960010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/03/ang-misis-at-si-babae.html' title='ANG MISIS AT SI BABAE'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-3313287868623983831</id><published>2009-03-12T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T15:46:47.908-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alemanya'/><title type='text'>A Happy Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dw-world.de/image/0,,634321_1,00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 143px;" src="http://www.dw-world.de/image/0,,634321_1,00.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Berlin Launches Charm Offensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People heading to Berlin are often warned to brace themselves for the locals' rather abrasive demeanor. But a new charm offensive launched by the Berlin Senate hopes to spread an aura of friendliness about the capital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grumpy, sarcastic, and none too shy about piping up with a flippant comeback -- that's the attitude known as the Berlin "Schnauze" or "snout" to use its literal English translation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Berlin Senate is hoping to counteract its residents' innate churlishness by appointing 4,000 civil servants, including police officers, public transport workers, waiters and trade fair hostesses to be "good-mood ambassadors."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'll receive red buttons singling them out as friendly sources of information for newcomers and visitors to the capital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goal is "to make the city a little more friendly," &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;said Rene Gurka of Berlin Partner, the company behind the campaign, which kicked off this week in conjunction with the start of the annual ITB tourism trade fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A few years ago, we did a study that showed that non-Germans considered Berlin a place full of grumpy people," senate spokesman Richard Meng told news agency AFP. "We need to show the world that this isn't true."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Confronting stereotypes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berlin's police officers are being encouraged to lighten up a little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As part of the campaign, which is expected to cost 200,000 euros ($255,000), civil servants will also hand out postcards printed with prime examples of Berliners' unique brand of sarcasm -- and written in the local dialect, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phrases are meant to be a light-hearted poke in the ribs of the stereotypical Berliner, while also showing that it is possible to do service with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"These cards are fantastic, they show we don't always take ourselves too seriously and that we can laugh at ourselves, too," said Meng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berlin is visited by more than eight million tourists annually, and is expecting an increase in tourism this year as it celebrates the 20th anniversary of the fall of the Berlin Wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the first time officials have been after locals to put a shine on the city's image. When Germany hosted the soccer World Cup in 2006, Berlin taxi drivers were offered extra training in English and courteous service as part of a national friendliness campaign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a multi-million-euro campaign launched last year under the motto "Be Berlin" encouraged locals to project a more positive image to foreigners and tourists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As yet, there are no statistics to attest to whether or not such campaigns bring about lasting, real change. But organizers such as Gurka say there's not really much changing to do: beneath their rough exterior, most Berliners already are "service-oriented, hospitable and cosmopolitan people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source : &lt;a href="http://www.dw-world.de/dw/article/0,,4092625,00.html"&gt;Deutsche Welle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-3313287868623983831?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/3313287868623983831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=3313287868623983831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/3313287868623983831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/3313287868623983831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-face.html' title='A Happy Face'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-492381354692198347</id><published>2009-03-11T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T15:01:11.293-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Outside Pinas'/><title type='text'>PINAY PA RIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Exactly one year ago, napalitan ang citizenship ko... naging Deutsch ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 11, 2008 ibinigay sa akin ang certification ng pagiging German ko.  Masasabing maswerte ako kasi hindi ko inabot ang "Einbürgerungstest" - 300 questions about German history, laws, politics and culture. December 27, 2005 ay nagpasa ako ng  application for naturalization... effective January 02, 2006 ay kailangan nang kumuha ng "Einbürgerungstest"... hirap kaya nun, mabuti na lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After almost one year may natanggap akong sulat na-approved na raw ang papers ko.   Pero kailangan ko raw isuko ang "Filipino" citizenship ko... halu halo ang emosyon na naramdaman ko nang mabasa ko iyon sa sulat na ipinadala sa akin.  Iyak talaga ako, ayoko! &lt;span class=fullpost&gt; Alam ko naman bago ako nag-apply na wala pang "dual citizenship" dito, pero pag nasa ganun ka na palang sitwasyon parang ang hirap.   May 2 years naman akong palugit para ibigay ang certification from the Philippine Embassy na hindi na nga Filipino ang citizenship ko.  Pagkatapos ng matinding muni-muni at pagtitimbang-timbang ng mga bagay-bagay ay ibinigay ko na rin ang Philippine passport ko sa Philippine Embassy extension office sa Bonn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nang maging Aleman ako ay doon umigting ang pagiging PINAY ko... kasama ang isang kaibigang Pinay mula sa Amerika ay nabuo ang forum na tinawag naming &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.network54.com/Forum/611837/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pinoy Away From  Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-492381354692198347?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/492381354692198347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=492381354692198347&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/492381354692198347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/492381354692198347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/03/pinay-pa-rin.html' title='PINAY PA RIN'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-6814086241225814361</id><published>2009-03-11T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T10:46:18.913-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Tag'/><title type='text'>BAG/PURSE TAG</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/Sbf3H5mKMJI/AAAAAAAAAtk/ifoOD7GAvB0/s200/SDC10364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311986000598806674" border="0" /&gt;Tagged for the first time…   So please bare with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tagged by &lt;a href="http://wengsjourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;Weng&lt;/a&gt;. Thank you Weng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here are the rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Post a picture of whatever bag you are carrying as of late. No, you can't go into your closet and pull out your favorite purse! We want to know what you carried today or the last time you left the house.&lt;br /&gt;2. List how much it cost. And this is not to judge. This is for entertainment purposes only. So spill it.  And if there is a story to go along with how you obtained it, we’d love to hear it.&lt;br /&gt;3. Tag some chicks. And link back to this post so people know why the heck you’re showing everyone your bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was a gift from my husband, when I opened it the price tag was still attached &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 14px; height: 14px;" src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/wink.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;- 29.95 Euro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here are the things inside....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;chocolates (&lt;em&gt;can't leave home without)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cellphone (Betty Boop cellphone sock)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wallet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;keys&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/Sbf4J_7NpRI/AAAAAAAAAt0/6vqjQ6l8xe4/s200/SDC10369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311987136169092370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;camera&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hair brush&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sunglasses&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pocket tissue&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;rain  hat and umbrella&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;face powder, lipstick and lip balm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;notebook and pen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;panty liner and wet tissues&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;folding shopping bag&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;... and now, I'm tagging &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-6814086241225814361?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/6814086241225814361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=6814086241225814361&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/6814086241225814361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/6814086241225814361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/03/bagpurse-tag.html' title='BAG/PURSE TAG'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/Sbf3H5mKMJI/AAAAAAAAAtk/ifoOD7GAvB0/s72-c/SDC10364.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-3043595793299700007</id><published>2009-03-08T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T10:20:38.980-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KALUSUGAN Tips'/><title type='text'>Eat Breakfast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 64px; height: 64px;" src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/apple.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;Ang pag-aalmusal ay malimit na ipinagwawalang bahala ng marami sa atin, ang iba ay hindi kumakain ng almusal sa takot na tumaba o madagdagan ang timbang.  Umaga ang pinaka-importanteng bahagi ng isang araw sa ating buhay, dito nagsisimula ang lahat.  Hindi mahirap ang humarap sa hapag kainan para kumain ng almusal na gigising sa ating sistema para magkaroon ng isang makabuluhang araw.  Habang tayo ay natutulog, ang ating metabolismo ay bumababa, kaya sa ating paggising kailangan ng ating katawan ang pagkain upang muling gumana ang ating metabolismo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang palagi kong sinasabi sa anak ko, ay kailangan niyang kumain ng almusal upang siya ay maging handa sa pagharap sa bagong araw.&lt;span class=fullpost&gt; Sumasang-ayon naman dito ang anak ko kasi &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/coffeeandmilky.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 110px;" src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/coffeeandmilky.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nakikita raw niya ang ilan niyang classmates na hindi masyadong makapag-concentrate sa kanilang mga leksyon kasi kumakalam ang sikmura.  Hindi naman makakain ang mga bata habang nagtuturo si teacher, kaya sa halip na sa mga aralin nakatuon ang atensyon ng mga mag-aaral, ay mas pinagtutuunan nila ng pansin ang paghihintay para sa kanilang break upang makain nila ang mga inihandang pagkain ni nanay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wastong pagkain para sa almusal:&lt;br /&gt;Fruits - para sa dagliang pagkuha ng enerhiya at bitamina&lt;br /&gt;Cereals - para sa mas matagal na lakas&lt;br /&gt;Dairy products - para sa protina at mineral substances&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-3043595793299700007?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/3043595793299700007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=3043595793299700007&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/3043595793299700007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/3043595793299700007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/03/kumain-ng-almusal.html' title='Eat Breakfast'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-8964543022757217644</id><published>2009-03-01T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T16:08:43.615-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gems in my inbox'/><title type='text'>FRIENDSHIP Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;FRIENDSHIP&lt;/span&gt; ( with a capital &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt; ) is a rare and precious thing, some mystical combination of compatible senses of humor, kind listening ears, and feelings of closeness and trust even if you live far from each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Who can you count on for support, advice, and fun? Share with those who are near and dear to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SaqPtLB-DhI/AAAAAAAAAow/a8H_peVxJoE/s1600-h/Friends.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 32px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SaqPtLB-DhI/AAAAAAAAAow/a8H_peVxJoE/s320/Friends.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308213117027487250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;* "What is a friend? A single soul dwelling in two bodies." - Aristotle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* "The only way to have a friend is to be one." - Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* "To have a good friend is one of the highest delights of life; to be a good friend is one of the noblest and most difficult undertakings." - Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* "To a friend's house, the road is never long."- Danish Proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;!-- adsense --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* "One who looks for a friend without faults will have none." - Hasidic Saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* "Who finds a faithful friend finds a treasure." - Apocrypha Ben Sira 6 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* "A friend is a person with whom I may be sincere. Before him, I may think aloud." - Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt; send me a friend that will tell me of my faults." - Thomas Fuller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* "The most called-upon prerequisite of a friend is an accessible ear." - Maya Angelou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* "If a friend is in trouble, don't annoy him by asking if there is anything you can do. Think up something appropriate and do it." - Edgar Watson Howe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* "I value the friend who for me finds time on his calendar, but I cherish the friend who for me does not consult his calendar." - Robert Brault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* "A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out." - Walter Winchell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-8964543022757217644?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/8964543022757217644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=8964543022757217644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/8964543022757217644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/8964543022757217644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/03/celebrate-quotes.html' title='FRIENDSHIP Quotes'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SaqPtLB-DhI/AAAAAAAAAow/a8H_peVxJoE/s72-c/Friends.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-1132133704027825096</id><published>2009-02-19T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T11:48:47.184-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pinoy Videos'/><title type='text'>Aliw Awards - Rachel Alejandro Best Actress in A Musical</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c-zW9rCMLds&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c-zW9rCMLds&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o54r_d4_wpI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o54r_d4_wpI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Thanks to Ms. Maria for the videos&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-1132133704027825096?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/1132133704027825096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=1132133704027825096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/1132133704027825096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/1132133704027825096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/02/aliw-awards-rachel-alejandro-best.html' title='Aliw Awards - 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IN HER MOM'S EYES</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZWCnt9Y_AMg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZWCnt9Y_AMg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zjdcc5ZFlZc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zjdcc5ZFlZc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-2066530826312943316?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/2066530826312943316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=2066530826312943316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/2066530826312943316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/2066530826312943316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/02/kris-aquino-in-her-mom-eyes.html' title='Kris Aquino... IN HER MOM&amp;#39;S EYES'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-7150001206485235167</id><published>2009-02-01T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T12:59:49.360-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Men on Women'/><title type='text'>Helpful Vocabulary for Men on Women</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fine&lt;/span&gt; - This is the word women use to end an argument when they feel they are right and you need to shut up. Never use "fine" to describe how a woman looks - this will cause you to have one of those arguments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five Minutes&lt;/span&gt; - This is half an hour. It is equivalent to the five minutes that your football game is going to last before you take out the trash, so it's an even trade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nothing&lt;/span&gt; - This means "something," and you should be on your toes. "Nothing" is usually used to describe the feeling a woman has of wanting to turn you inside out, upside down, and backwards. "Nothing" usually signifies an argument that will last "Five Minutes" and end with "Fine".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Go Ahead&lt;/span&gt; - (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;With Raised Eyebrows!&lt;/span&gt;) This is a dare. One that will result in a woman getting upset over "Nothing" and will end with the word "Fine".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Go Ahead&lt;/span&gt; - (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Normal Eyebrows&lt;/span&gt;) This means "I give up" or "Do what you want because I don't care". You will get a "Raised Eyebrow Go Ahead" in just a few minutes, followed by "Nothing" and "Fine" and she will talk to you in about "Five Minutes" when she cools off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Loud Sigh&lt;/span&gt;) - This is not actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men.&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt; A "Loud Sigh" means she thinks you are an idiot at that moment, and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you over "Nothing".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soft Sigh&lt;/span&gt;) - Again, not a word, but a non-verbal statement. "Soft Sighs" mean that she is content. Your best bet is to not move or breathe, and she will stay content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;That's Okay&lt;/span&gt; - This is one of the most dangerous statements that a woman can make to a man. "That's Okay" means that she wants to think long and hard before paying you back for whatever it is that you have done. "That's Okay" is often used with the word "Fine" and in conjunction with a "Raised Eyebrow".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Please Do&lt;/span&gt; - This is not a statement, it is an offer. A woman is giving you the chance to come up with whatever excuse or reason you have for doing whatever it is that you have done. You have a fair chance with the truth, so be careful and you shouldn't get a "That's Okay".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thanks&lt;/span&gt; - A woman is thanking you. Do not faint. Just say "You're welcome".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thanks A Lot&lt;/span&gt; - This is much different from "Thanks". A woman will say "Thanks A Lot" when she is really ticked off at you. It signifies that you have offended her in some callous way, and will be followed by the "Loud Sigh". Be careful not to ask what is wrong after the "Loud Sigh" as she will only tell you "Nothing".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-7150001206485235167?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/7150001206485235167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=7150001206485235167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/7150001206485235167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/7150001206485235167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks to Amped118)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-7218986953081705507?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/7218986953081705507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=7218986953081705507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/7218986953081705507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SXTgxOk_fyI/AAAAAAAAAlk/W5C7Z5yUvrM/s400/cell-phone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293102598398639906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;!-- adsense --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1989 - Centel - first cell phone ad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ptbJZ9HBw2k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ptbJZ9HBw2k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" 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style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Goodbye, Rustom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Hello, Bebe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P6EX68Gbnjc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P6EX68Gbnjc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;param 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-348786489505847492</id><published>2009-01-16T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T00:34:13.396-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charice Pempengco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing Kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balitang Sikat'/><title type='text'>Charice Pempengco sings at the 2008 Carousel of Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tSfBe1wSL0Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tSfBe1wSL0Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vJdIHm3b-Ng&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vJdIHm3b-Ng&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7x1SE2PZVg8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7x1SE2PZVg8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/FaIseVoice" target="blank"&gt;FaIseVoice&lt;/a&gt; for introducing Charice to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-348786489505847492?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/348786489505847492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=348786489505847492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/348786489505847492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/348786489505847492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/01/charice-pempengco-sings-at-2008.html' title='Charice Pempengco sings at the 2008 Carousel of Hope'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-4303627140326461390</id><published>2009-01-15T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T04:44:57.946-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL'/><title type='text'>Need to know the weather?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SW-tas37TRI/AAAAAAAAAlc/ho79-knA7WQ/s1600-h/garysforecastingstone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SW-tas37TRI/AAAAAAAAAlc/ho79-knA7WQ/s400/garysforecastingstone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291638761417559314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;center&gt;This is hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ng6KNzoIvIE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ng6KNzoIvIE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-4303627140326461390?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/4303627140326461390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=4303627140326461390&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/4303627140326461390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/4303627140326461390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/01/need-to-know-weather.html' title='Need to know the weather?'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SW-tas37TRI/AAAAAAAAAlc/ho79-knA7WQ/s72-c/garysforecastingstone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-1479413001970718553</id><published>2009-01-13T04:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T04:44:58.001-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing Kids'/><title type='text'>2 year-old girl singing the Lord's Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AR4PQ30VkBk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AR4PQ30VkBk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Amazing!!!&lt;/span&gt; Zoei is absolutely adorable. She is truly a gift from our Lord and Saviour.  Cheers to her mother who taught her to sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;center&gt;2-year old Zoei singing Amazing Grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MS93Q4jQAO0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MS93Q4jQAO0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-year old Zoei singing Because He Lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/daLwzqwRrjA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/daLwzqwRrjA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-1479413001970718553?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/1479413001970718553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=1479413001970718553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/1479413001970718553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/1479413001970718553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2009/01/2-year-old-girl-singing-lord-prayer.html' title='2 year-old girl singing the Lord&amp;#39;s Prayer'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-5750794599016512691</id><published>2008-12-31T01:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T04:44:58.021-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Outside Pinas'/><title type='text'>DINNER FOR ONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Germany's most popular New Year's tradition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every New Year's Eve, half of all Germans plunk down in front of their televisions to watch a 1963 English comedy sketch called &lt;em&gt;Dinner for One&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b1v4BYV-YvA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b1v4BYV-YvA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sketch presents the 90th birthday of elderly upper-class Englishwoman Miss Sophie, who hosts a dinner every year for her close friends Mr Pommeroy, Mr Winterbottom, Sir Toby, and Admiral von Schneider to celebrate the occasion. &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt; (Note that the plot has nothing to do with New Year's Eve, as is often incorrectly stated. There is a "Happy new year" toast, but this is purely a reference to Miss Sophie's anniversary.) The problem is that given Miss Sophie's considerable age, she has outlived all of her friends, and so her equally aged butler James makes his way around the table, impersonating each of the guests in turn. Miss Sophie decides on appropriate drinks to accompany the menu of the evening, consisting of Mulligatawny soup (Miss Sophie orders sherry) , North Sea haddock (with white wine), chicken (with champagne), and fruit for dessert (port) served by James, and so he finds himself raising (and emptying) his glass four times per course. That takes its toll, increasingly noticeable in James' growing difficulty in pouring the drinks, telling wine glasses from vases of flowers, and refraining from bursting into song. Even before the alcohol begins to exert its influence, he has trouble coping with a tiger skin sitting on the floor between the dinner table and the buffet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-5750794599016512691?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/5750794599016512691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=5750794599016512691&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/5750794599016512691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/5750794599016512691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2008/12/dinner-for-one.html' title='DINNER FOR ONE'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-5574548360373433156</id><published>2008-12-12T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T04:44:58.046-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pasko'/><title type='text'>The Twelve Days of Christmas</title><content type='html'>People often think of &lt;i&gt;"The Twelve Days of Christmas"&lt;/i&gt; as the days preceding the festival. Actually, Christmas is a season of the Christian Year that lasts for the twelve days beginning December 25 until January 6, the Day of Epiphany. This is when the church celebrates the revelation of Christ as the Light of the world, and recalls the journey of the magi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/WQRQ3gyJVv/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/WQRQ3gyJVv/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px 4px 0pt 0pt; float: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 1558 until 1829, Roman Catholics in England were not allowed to practice their faith openly. During that era someone wrote "The Twelve Days of Christmas" as a kind of secret catechism to be sung in public without the risk of persecution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Twelve Days of Christmas" is, in essence, an allegory. The song has two levels of interpretation -- the surface meaning plus a hidden meaning known only to members of the church. Each element in the carol is a code word for a religious reality. The &lt;b&gt;"true love"&lt;/b&gt; represents &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;God&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, and the &lt;b&gt;"me"&lt;/b&gt; who receives these presents is &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;the Christian&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (a Catholic in this case).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hidden meanings are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;1 True Love refers to God&lt;br /&gt;2 Turtle Doves refers to the Old and New Testaments&lt;br /&gt;3 French Hens refers to Faith, Hope and Charity, the Theological Virtues&lt;br /&gt;4 Calling Birds refers to the Four Gospels and/or the Four Evangelists&lt;br /&gt;5 Golden Rings refers to the first Five Books of the Old Testament, the "Pentateuch", which gives the history of man's fall from grace.&lt;br /&gt;6 Geese A-laying refers to the six days of creation&lt;br /&gt;7 Swans A-swimming refers to the seven gifts of the Holy Spirit, the seven sacraments&lt;br /&gt;8 Maids A-milking refers to the eight beatitudes&lt;br /&gt;9 Ladies Dancing refers to the nine Fruits of the Holy Spirit&lt;br /&gt;10 Lords A-leaping refers to the ten commandments&lt;br /&gt;11 Pipers Piping refers to the eleven faithful apostles&lt;br /&gt;12 Drummers Drumming refers to the twelve points of doctrine in the Apostle's Creed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first day of Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;My true love gave to me,&lt;br /&gt;A Partridge in a Pear Tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day of Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;My true love gave to me,&lt;br /&gt;Two Turtle Doves&lt;br /&gt;And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the third day of Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;My true love gave to me,&lt;br /&gt;Three French Hens,&lt;br /&gt;Two Turtle Doves&lt;br /&gt;And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fourth day of Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;My true love gave to me,&lt;br /&gt;Four Calling Birds,&lt;br /&gt;Three French Hens,&lt;br /&gt;Two Turtle Doves&lt;br /&gt;And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fifth day of Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;My true love gave to me,&lt;br /&gt;Five Golden Rings,&lt;br /&gt;Four Calling Birds,&lt;br /&gt;Three French Hens,&lt;br /&gt;Two Turtle Doves&lt;br /&gt;And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the sixth day of Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;My true love gave to me,&lt;br /&gt;Six Geese-a-Laying,&lt;br /&gt;Five Golden Rings,&lt;br /&gt;Four Calling Birds,&lt;br /&gt;Three French Hens,&lt;br /&gt;Two Turtle Doves&lt;br /&gt;And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the seventh day of Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;My true love gave to me,&lt;br /&gt;Seven Swans a-Swimming,&lt;br /&gt;Six Geese-a-Laying,&lt;br /&gt;Five Golden Rings,&lt;br /&gt;Four Calling Birds,&lt;br /&gt;Three French Hens,&lt;br /&gt;Two Turtle Doves&lt;br /&gt;And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the eight day of Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;My true love gave to me,&lt;br /&gt;Eight Maids a-Milking,&lt;br /&gt;Seven Swans a-Swimming,&lt;br /&gt;Six Geese-a-Laying,&lt;br /&gt;Five Golden Rings,&lt;br /&gt;Four Calling Birds,&lt;br /&gt;Three French Hens,&lt;br /&gt;Two Turtle Doves&lt;br /&gt;And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the ninth day of Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;My true love gave to me,&lt;br /&gt;Nine Ladies Dancing,&lt;br /&gt;Eight Maids a-Milking,&lt;br /&gt;Seven Swans a-Swimming,&lt;br /&gt;Six Geese-a-Laying,&lt;br /&gt;Five Golden Rings,&lt;br /&gt;And then he gave me&lt;br /&gt;Four Calling Birds,&lt;br /&gt;Three French Hens,&lt;br /&gt;Two Turtle Doves&lt;br /&gt;And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the tenth day of Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;My true love gave to me,&lt;br /&gt;Ten Lords a-Leaping,&lt;br /&gt;Nine Ladies Dancing,&lt;br /&gt;Eight Maids a-Milking,&lt;br /&gt;Seven Swans a-Swimming,&lt;br /&gt;Six Geese-a-Laying,&lt;br /&gt;Five Golden Rings,&lt;br /&gt;Four Calling Birds,&lt;br /&gt;Three French Hens,&lt;br /&gt;Two Turtle Doves&lt;br /&gt;And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the eleventh day of Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;My true love gave to me,&lt;br /&gt;Eleven Pipers Piping,&lt;br /&gt;Ten Lords a-Leaping,&lt;br /&gt;Nine Ladies Dancing,&lt;br /&gt;Eight Maids a-Milking,&lt;br /&gt;Seven Swans a-Swimming,&lt;br /&gt;Six Geese-a-Laying,&lt;br /&gt;Five Golden Rings,&lt;br /&gt;Four Calling Birds,&lt;br /&gt;Three French Hens,&lt;br /&gt;Two Turtle Doves&lt;br /&gt;And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the twelvth day of Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;My true love gave to me,&lt;br /&gt;Twelve Drummers Drumming,&lt;br /&gt;Eleven Pipers Piping,&lt;br /&gt;Ten Lords a-Leaping,&lt;br /&gt;Nine Ladies Dancing,&lt;br /&gt;Eight Maids a-Milking,&lt;br /&gt;Seven Swans a-Swimming,&lt;br /&gt;Six Geese-a-Laying,&lt;br /&gt;Five Golden Rings,&lt;br /&gt;Four Calling Birds,&lt;br /&gt;Three French Hens,&lt;br /&gt;Two Turtle Doves&lt;br /&gt;And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-5574548360373433156?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/5574548360373433156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=5574548360373433156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/5574548360373433156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/5574548360373433156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2008/12/twelve-days-of-christmas.html' title='The Twelve Days of Christmas'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-6035703660742272681</id><published>2008-12-12T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T04:44:58.065-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Outside Pinas'/><title type='text'>SNOW IS HERE!</title><content type='html'>Snow is here! I Love the snow especially on Christmas... ang ganda pagmasdan ng snow flakes sa ilaw.   Ayoko ng winter na walang snow kasi ang brown ng paligid...  dry and boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/SUNP0018.jpg" alt="[linked image]" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/SUNP0024.jpg" alt="[linked image]" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/SUNP0019.jpg" alt="[linked image]" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/SUNP0032.jpg" alt="[linked image]" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pumapatak na naman ang snow sa bubong ng bahay...&lt;/i&gt; ewan ko ba basta nagsimula na mag-snow, automatic na kinakanta ko yang linyang yan, kuha sa kanta ng APO Hiking Society na "Pumapatak na naman ang ulan" ... asus! korni ko hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/SUNP0029.jpg" alt="[linked image]" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/SUNP0028.jpg" alt="[linked image]" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the view from our balcony:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/SUNP0023.jpg" alt="[linked image]" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/SUNP0021.jpg" alt="[linked image]" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/SUNP0020.jpg" alt="[linked image]" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/SUNP0027.jpg" alt="[linked image]" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... from our kitchen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/SUNP0026.jpg" alt="[linked image]" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magkamukha sila hihihi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/26187298/1/483404265"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/1_483404265l_1.jpg" alt="[linked image]" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/26187298/1/407377166"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/89/27/26187298/1_407377166l.jpg" alt="1_407377166l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-6035703660742272681?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/6035703660742272681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=6035703660742272681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/6035703660742272681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/6035703660742272681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-is-here.html' title='SNOW IS HERE!'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-1634224516381306398</id><published>2008-11-26T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T11:52:15.705-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pinoy Videos'/><title type='text'>Gretchen Barretto's new game show</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You &amp;amp; Me Against the World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; iyan ang title ng game show ni Gretchen Barretto sa TV5. Gusto lang yata ni Gretchen makipagsabayan kina Kris A. at Ruffa G. sa paghohost, para mai-display ang mga gown nya. Nakakairita ang boses ni Gretchen... nagpapaka-trying hard na magkunyari na hindi sya sanay sa tagalog... hindi ko tinapos ang panunuod kasi parang dudugo ang ears ko sa boses ni Gretchen.  Sina Lucy Torres at John Estrada ang mga guest sa pilot episode nito na ipinalabas noong Nov. 23, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bDEDwteBc6g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bDEDwteBc6g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At sa part na ito ikumpara ba naman si Piolo kay Dingdong &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt; at ito namang si John Estrada may pag-explain pa kuno... ay naku!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h9okoYqmlN8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h9okoYqmlN8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-1634224516381306398?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/1634224516381306398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=1634224516381306398&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/1634224516381306398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/1634224516381306398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2008/11/gretchen-barretto-new-game-show.html' title='Gretchen Barretto&amp;#39;s new game show'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-3097825273353609499</id><published>2008-11-25T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T04:44:58.126-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chocoholics'/><title type='text'>Health Benefits of Dark Chocolate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SSv1c01qt2I/AAAAAAAAAh4/b-c9blebywY/s1600-h/schokolade3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 76px; height: 44px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SSv1c01qt2I/AAAAAAAAAh4/b-c9blebywY/s200/schokolade3.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272577664336181090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A regular diet should consist of antioxidants.  Antioxidants provide an important function within the human body in that they fight free radicals. Free radicals are harmful substances found within the body.  These harmful substances, if left unrestrained, have been linked to the cause of many diseases within the human body.  These diseases include cancer, heart disease and the early aging of the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antioxidants, as a requirement for healthy living, must be ingested from food sources and through the daily use of supplements. Fruits, beans, teas, and vegetables are major sources of antioxidants.  Of special note is the benefit of dark chocolate antioxidants.  It is not often that we are encouraged to eat chocolate for health reasons, but, amazingly, dark chocolate antioxidants are beneficial when eaten properly. They even come in the forms of a chocolate phone and chocolate cell. &lt;span class=fullpost&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float: left;" src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w181/RBR_photo/chocs.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Benefits That Dark Chocolate Antioxidant Provide&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidence suggests that consuming dark chocolate provides antioxidants in the bloodstream.  These dark chocolate antioxidants that are provided help to protect and strengthen the heart.  Found in the cocoa bean, these dark chocolate antioxidants have been specifically identified as epicatechin which is a type of flavonoid.  A flavonoid is a ketone that is also found in the leaves, stems, and seeds of many plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, test studies revealed that those individuals who ate dark chocolate cake had an increase of antioxidants in their bloodstream.  The level of increase of antioxidants, in the bloodstream, was measured at a significant increase of 20%. Hence, a moderate snacking of dark chocolate could very well be just as healthy as a diet of leafy vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float: left;" src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w181/RBR_photo/choco.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dark Chocolate And The Greatest Benefit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there is one precaution when wishing to receive the maximum healthful benefits of dark chocolate antioxidants.  That precaution is not drinking milk when eating dark chocolate or for that matter any other food item that is replete with antioxidants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional studies on those individuals who had eaten dark chocolate antioxidants, revealed that the benefit of eating dark chocolate antioxidants was negated when milk was drank separately or was part of the dark chocolate mixture.  Specifically, when the level of antioxidants in the bloodstream was measured after eating milk chocolate or milk with their dark chocolate there was no increase in the epicatechim level.  The conjecture of this study is that the food molecules of milk adheres to the epicatechins and prevents the assimilation of the flavonoids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, the study concluded that when eating  chocolate or other richly saturated antioxidant products, it is important not to drink milk. This will provide the best absorption of the antioxidants with these given food products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source : &lt;a href="http://www.chocolatecandylovers.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Chocolate Candy Lovers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-3097825273353609499?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/3097825273353609499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=3097825273353609499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/3097825273353609499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/3097825273353609499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2008/11/health-benefits-of-dark-chocolate.html' title='Health Benefits of Dark Chocolate'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SSv1c01qt2I/AAAAAAAAAh4/b-c9blebywY/s72-c/schokolade3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-1923329035672431797</id><published>2008-11-25T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T04:44:58.108-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chocoholics'/><title type='text'>Chocolate Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SSvzoGalYyI/AAAAAAAAAhw/oDNP5liYAu4/s1600-h/chocola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SSvzoGalYyI/AAAAAAAAAhw/oDNP5liYAu4/s200/chocola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272575659009729314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Life without chocolate is like a beach without water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this theory that chocolate slows down the aging process....  It may not be true, but do I dare take the chance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates - you never know what you're going to get.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;i&gt;Forrest Gump in "Forrest Gump" (1994)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If life is like a box of chocolates, then its time for me to buy another box, I seemed to have already devoured all the good ones!&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates, the best ones are half eaten!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SSvzbP7c_rI/AAAAAAAAAho/OHJ7qb2_7Sc/s1600-h/chocotree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SSvzbP7c_rI/AAAAAAAAAho/OHJ7qb2_7Sc/s200/chocotree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272575438225211058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I could give up chocolate but I'm not a quitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put the chocolate in the bag and nobody gets hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day without chocolate is a day without sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exercise is a dirty word... Every time I hear it, I wash my mouth out with chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate is the best when it melts so creamy and soft in your mouth and it slides down your throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate flows in deep dark, sweet waves, a river to ignite my mind and alert my senses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man cannot live on chocolate alone; but woman sure can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate doesn't make the world go around ... but it certainly makes the ride worthwhile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-1923329035672431797?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/1923329035672431797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=1923329035672431797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/1923329035672431797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/1923329035672431797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2008/11/chocolate-quotes.html' title='Chocolate Quotes'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SSvzoGalYyI/AAAAAAAAAhw/oDNP5liYAu4/s72-c/chocola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-9001424589723563300</id><published>2008-11-25T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T04:44:58.144-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gems in my inbox'/><title type='text'>FOODSCAPES</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 408px; height: 179px;" src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w181/RBR_photo/1-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 408px; height: 283px;" src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w181/RBR_photo/2-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The photographer says that he is known in the neighbourhood where he lives, in Kent, England, for passing many hours in the market looking for the best broccoli or the best pepper to "compose" his scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To gain depth, the photos are taken on tables with 1,2 x 2,4 metres square. Besides, they are registered in "layers", to avoid the food shrivelling before the picture is taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 408px; height: 283px;" src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w181/RBR_photo/3-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"I like the way how the little aspects of nature look big", says Carl warner.  At the Italian inspiration's kitchen - many tomatoes and olives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He confesses that, till now, he hasn't yet convinced his four children to eat more vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;"At least, I can't say that they play with food more than I do", declares the photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 408px; height: 283px;" src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w181/RBR_photo/4-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 408px; height: 283px;" src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w181/RBR_photo/5-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 408px; height: 283px;" src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w181/RBR_photo/6-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 408px; height: 283px;" src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w181/RBR_photo/7-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 408px; height: 283px;" src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w181/RBR_photo/8-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 408px; height: 283px;" src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w181/RBR_photo/9-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 408px; height: 283px;" src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w181/RBR_photo/91-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 408px; height: 283px;" src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w181/RBR_photo/921.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 408px; height: 283px;" src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w181/RBR_photo/93.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 408px; height: 283px;" src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w181/RBR_photo/94.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 408px; height: 283px;" src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w181/RBR_photo/95.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 408px; height: 283px;" src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w181/RBR_photo/96.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 408px; height: 283px;" src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w181/RBR_photo/97.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The photos will be used by a British supermarket chain in an advertising campaign, and Warner also thinks of putting them all together in a book to promote healthy wholesome eating habits for children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the campaign will work.  I didn't feel like eating , after seeing so much good stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I wasn't really very hungry at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;How about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-9001424589723563300?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/9001424589723563300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=9001424589723563300&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/9001424589723563300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/9001424589723563300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2008/11/foodscapes.html' title='FOODSCAPES'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-3739089356825984377</id><published>2008-11-25T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T17:20:22.820-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iisa Pa Lamang'/><title type='text'>Iisa Pa Lamang - Ang Pagtatapos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Super love ko si Gabby Concepcion kaya habang nanunood ay sinusulat ko rin ang napapanuod kong eksena para puede kong balik-balikan at paulit-ulit kiligin (haaay gabbylicious talaga! hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May iniabot na sulat kay Raphael ang assistant niya... galing kay Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mahal kita Raphael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ikaw lang ang lalaking mamahalin ko. Pero sa halip na pasayahin ka, wala akong binigay sa iyo kundi pasakit, kahit hindi ko sinasadya paulit-ulit kitang sinasaktan. Halos mawasak ang pangalan mo at nilagay ko sa panganib ang buhay mo. Hindi ako karapat-dapat sa iyo Raphael. Baka tama ang mama mo noon, "salot ako sa buhay mo". Mahal na mahal kita Raphael. Pero hindi ako papayag na tuluyang mawasak ang buhay mo, kaya pakakawalan kita. I don't deserve your love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Goodbye Raphael &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nag-aalala naman si Louela kasi hindi nya makita sa buong bahay si Catherine. Tinawagan ni Louela si Raphael upang ipaalam na nawawala si Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumunta si Sofia sa dating bahay ni Lola Aura, pero hindi rin nya nakita doon si Catherine. May sulat na natagpuan si Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear Sofia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hindi na ako nakapag-paalam sa iyo, kaya hayaan mo na lang akong mag-goodbye sa sulat na ito. Naisip ko kasi kapag sinabi ko sa iyo ang gagawin ko... pipigilan mo ako, at hindi na ako makakaalis. Sofia, kailangan kong gawin ito. Madami akong nagawang pagkakamali, madami akong nasaktan, kaya kailangan ko munang lumayo para hanapin ang sarili ko. Para pagbayaran ang mga kasalanan ko. Hindi ko alam kung kailan ako makakabalik, pero lagi mo sanang tandaan 'to... na kahit nasaan man ako, lagi kang nandito sa puso ko. Mahal kita Sofia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ate Catherine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magkatulong na pinamamahalaan nina Louela at Sofia ang hacienda Amadesto. Sa pagdaan ng mga araw ay lalong tumamis ang pagmamahalan nina Sofia at Toby. Masaya si Louela para kina Toby at Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Parang bulang nawala si ate Catherine sa buhay namin. Sinubukan namin syang hanapin pero hindi kami nagtagumpay. Kami na lang ni ate Louela ang naiwan sa hacienda. Nangako kaming dalawa na papalaguin namin uli ang Amadesto, tulad ng dati. Ito ang gusto ni ate Catherine. Ito ang gusto ni Lola Aura. Tuloy pa rin ang buhay namin. Maraming nangyari sa mga susunod na mga taon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Scarlet muli ang namumuno sa Dela Rhea Foods, nakaagapay pa rin sa kanya si Winnie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa kulungan ay malungkot namang naaalala ni Vernon ang anak niyang si Miguel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Louela ay tila naman may natagpuang pag-ibig sa asyenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miguel ang ipinangalan ni Scarlet sa bunsong anak nila ni Miguel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nag-iisa si Catherine. Mula sa likuran ay may narinig siyang pamilyar na tinig "Masaya ka ba?". Paglingon niya ay nakita niya si Lola Aura. Umiiyak na niyakap ni Catherine ang kanyang Lola.&lt;br /&gt;Lola Aura : Magaling ka na ba Catherine?&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Lola. Lola, alam nyo po marami po akong natutulungang tao. Marami akong napapasaya, tinuturuan kong mag-aral, magsulat... sinisikap kong mabuti na gumanda at mapabuti ang mga buhay nila.&lt;br /&gt;Lola Aura : Pero Catherine, habang ginagawa mo 'yan, napapabayaan mo ang sarili mo. Paano kang magiging maligaya kung may malaking puwang sa puso mo.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Iisa lang ang makakapagpatibok ng puso ko Lola, pero hindi ako karapat-dapat para sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;Lola : Mahirap patawarin ang mga taong nakapanakit sa atin. Higit na mahirap patawarin ang ating mga sarili. Pero sana matutunan mong gawin yan, dahil sa paraang yan ka lamang maaaring lumigaya at mabuhay ng tahimik.&lt;br /&gt;-Buong pagmamahal na niyakap muli ni Catherine ang kanyang Lola Aura, kapwa luhaan ang maglola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginising si Catherine ng isang babaeng buntis. Nasa isang liblib na nayon si Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;Babae : Catherine, nakatulog ka na. Mukhang pagod na pagod ka ah.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Okay lang ho. Hindi naman masyado.&lt;br /&gt;Babae : Mag-unat unat ka muna. Nag-iisip ka? Tungkol sa buhay mo? Matagal ka na naming kasama dito, pero ni minsan ay hindi ka pa nagkwento tungkol sa buhay mo noon.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Ang buhay ko noon, wala namang kwenta... boring lang. Kailan na ho ba kayo manganganak? May naisip na ba kayong pangalan?&lt;br /&gt;Babae : Wala pa nga eh. Ano bang paborito mong pangalan?&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : (nakangiti) Madali lang ho 'yon. Kung gusto mong lumaki ang anak nyo na mabuting tao at gwapo... Raphael ang ipangalan mo sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;Babae : (ngumiti) Raphael? Ay teka, meron nga palang nagpapahanap sa iyo.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Sa akin?&lt;br /&gt;-Itinuro ng babae ang naghahanap kay Catherine. Nagulat si Catherine at nangilid ang luha ng makita ang papalapit na nakangiting si Raphael&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Gabbylicious! ... I love his smile, his eyes, his lips...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Catherine, mabuti't nahanap din kita.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Pareho lang tayo. Nahanap ko na rin ang sarili ko. Ngayon handa na ako.&lt;br /&gt;-Nagyakap ng mahigpit sina Raphael at Catherine. Masuyong hinalikan sa labi ni Raphael ang "handa" nang si Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kapag ang tao'y nagmahal, hindi na mahalaga kung ano ang mali o tama... kung sino ang humingi at nagbigay.. kung sino ang nanalo... kung sino ang talunan... ang alam mo lang nagmamahal ka... ang alam ko lang mahal ko sya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE END&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-3739089356825984377?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/3739089356825984377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=3739089356825984377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/3739089356825984377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/3739089356825984377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2008/11/iisa-pa-lamang-ang-pagtatapos.html' title='Iisa Pa Lamang - Ang Pagtatapos'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-2020058271052272675</id><published>2008-11-25T03:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T17:22:25.079-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iisa Pa Lamang'/><title type='text'>Iisa Pa Lamang - Episode 84</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Super love ko si Gabby Concepcion kaya habang nanunood ay sinusulat ko rin ang napapanuod kong eksena para puede kong balik-balikan at paulit-ulit kiligin (haaay gabbylicious talaga! hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasa hospital room ni Catherine si Raphael, buong pagmamahal nitong pinagmamasdan ang babaeng iniibig... masuyong hinahaplos ang buhok at panaka-nakang hinahagkan. Naalala ni Raphael ang mga masasayang sandali na pinagsaluhan nila ni Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi pa rin nagkakamalay si Miguel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lumalala ang kalagayan ni Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang naglalakad sa pasilyo ng hospital si Sofia, ay kausap nito sa cellphone si Raphael&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Kailangang mabuhay ni kuya Miguel at ate Catherine. Hindi ako puedeng iwan ng mga kapatid ko.&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Huwag kang mag-alala Sofia, hindi mamamatay ang kapatid mo.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Paano nyo alam?&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Alam ko. Hindi sya mamamatay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagmamaneho si Raphael.&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kahit na ano Catherine gagawin ko para sa iyo. Kahit mamatay ako, mabuhay ka lang. Diyos ko, patawarin ninyo ang gagawin ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ibinangga ni Raphael ang minamanehong sasakyan sa isang puno.&lt;span class=fullpost&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nag-flat line ang machine na nakakabit kay Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umiiyak sina Toby at Sofia habang ipinapasok sa operating room si Raphael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumunta si Sofia sa hospital room ng kanyang kapatid na lalaki, naabutan nya roon ang isang nurse at ang nakatulog na sa pagbabantay na si Scarlet. Bago lumabas sa silid ang nurse ay pinasalamatan ito ni Sofia. Nagising si Miguel. Kaagad-agad na ginising ni Sofia si Scarlet, tuwang-tuwa sila. Lumabas ng silid si Sofia upang tawagin ang doktor ng kapatid. Umiiyak sa kaligayahan na niyakap ni Scarlet si Miguel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi pa nagkakamalay si Raphael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lumulubha ang kalagayan ni Catherine. Alalang-alala sina Sofia at Louela. Nilapitan sila ni Toby.&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Sofia, kamusta na daw si ate Catherine?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Sinasabi ng doctor, lumalala daw si ate eh. Pag hindi siya nakakuha ng puso within 36 hours... baka... baka&lt;br /&gt;Louela : Baka matuluyan na si Catherine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinakausap ni Miguel ang nurse na nasa silid nya.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Nurse, matagal na ba ako dito?&lt;br /&gt;Nurse : Halos isang linggo Sir. Mukhang ang laki nga ng improvement nyo e. Balita nga po namin ililipat na kayo sa regular room.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Si Catherine dela Rhea, kumusta sya?&lt;br /&gt;Nurse : Kritikal pa rin po yung kondisyon nya, Sir. Wala pang nadadalang heart para i-transplant sa kanya. Akala nga po namin baka kayo pa ang mag-donate, pero nag-improve kayo Sir. Okay naman po ang kundisyon ninyo.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Magka-match pala kami ni Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;-Nagpa-alam na ang nurse at lumabas ng silid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walang pagbabago sa kalagayan ni Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasa room ni Miguel sina Scarlet at Sofia&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Scarlet, hindi ka na dapat pumunta dito sa hospital. Baka kung anong sakit pa ang masagap mo, kawawa naman ang baby.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : (tumawa) Miguel ano ka ba? Huwag mong iisipin yon. Magiging okay yung baby, hindi mangyayari yan dahil malakas 'to nagmana ito sa daddy nya, di ba?&lt;br /&gt;-Tumawa si Miguel&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Sana nga. Dapat nagpapahinga ka na rin. Sige na, okay lang ako dito.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Pauwi naman na talaga ako. Plano ko rin kasing maaga pumunta dito bukas para ma-supervise ko yung regular room na lilipatan mo.&lt;br /&gt;-Nagpaalam na si Scarlet, hinalikan nito sa noo si Miguel bago umalis.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Kita tayo bukas ha&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Sige.&lt;br /&gt;- Nasa pinto na si Scarlet nang tawagin ito ni Miguel&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Scarlet. Ingatan mo ang sarili mo ha. Ingatan mo ang baby natin.&lt;br /&gt;-Masayang lumabas na si Scarlet. Hinawakan ni Miguel ang kamay ng kapatid.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Hindi ka pa ba magpapahinga?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : (umiiyak) Sandali na lang kuya.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : (pinahid ang luha ng kapatid) Bakit ka na naman umiiyak? Ayokong nakikitang kang umiiyak ha.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Nag-aalala ako kay ate Catherine eh. Nagde-deteriorate na sya kuya. She needs a new heart right away pero hanggang ngayon wala pa ring donor.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : (nanghihina) Magtiwala ka lang. May darating na puso para sa kanya. Sigurado yan. Magtiwala ka lang.&lt;br /&gt;-Pinalalabas na ni Miguel ang kapatid kasi kailangan na daw nyang magpahinga.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Bakit kuya? May masakit ba? Gusto mo tumawag ako ng doctor?&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Hindi. Okay lang ako. Pagod lang. Sige na, magpahinga ka na.&lt;br /&gt;-Bago lumabas si Sofia ay hinalikan nito sa noo ang kapatid&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : I love you kuya&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : I love you too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumunta si Sofia sa bahay ni Scarlet. Masaya nilang pinag-uusapan ang paghahandang gagawin nila sa lilipatang regular room ni Miguel. Maglalagay daw sila ng christmas decorations para masaya, at magdadala sila ng maraming DVD at DVD player. Masayang masaya sina Scarlet at Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umiiyak na inaalala ni Miguel ang mga masasaya nilang sandali ni Catherine. Napangiti ang lalaki nang maalala ang mga pagniniig nila ni Catherine sa imbakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ipinapakita ang masayang sina Scarlet at Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang nag-aagaw buhay si Miguel ay parang nakikita niya ang kasal nina Raphael at Catherine (yung dream ni Catherine, bago sya dukutin ni Isadora, dito nga lang ay kasal na sina Raphael at Catherine). Pumikit si Miguel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flat line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeks later...&lt;br /&gt;Nagising n.a si Catherine. Si Raphael ang una nyang nasilayan. May bandage sa bandang nuoo si Raphael.&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Good morning Sleeping Beauty!&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : (nakita ang bandage ni Raphael) Anong nangyari sa iyo? (Ay naku Catherine, may pumasok kasing katangahan sa ulo nyang si Raphael kaya may bandage... I love you Raphael, pero katangahan ang ginawa mo - Betcha)&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Mahabang istorya. Saka ko na lang ikukwento ito.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Anong nangyari sa akin? Bakit ang sakit-sakit ng katawan ko?&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Nabaril ka. You just went through a heart transplant.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : (may luha sa mga mata) Ibig mong sabihin, bago itong puso ko? (tumango si Raphael) Siguro nga dapat na talagang palitan, bugbog na bugbog na kasi. Kanino galing itong puso? Raphael tulungan mo ako. Gusto kong magpasalamat sa pamilya ng nagdonate ng puso nya para sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;-Hindi kaagad makasagot si Raphael&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Si Miguel. (nagulat si Catherine) Puso ni Miguel ang ibinigay nya sa iyo.&lt;br /&gt;-Napapikit si Catherine at tumulo ang luha. Pinahid ni Raphael ang luha ni Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinamahan ni Louela si Catherine sa puntod ni Miguel. Umiiyak na nagpasalamat si Catherine kay Miguel.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Gusto kong magpasalamat sa regalong natanggap ko mula sa iyo. Napakahalaga ng regalong ito. Pinapangako ko na iingatan ko itong mabuti at aalagaang mabuti. Noon pa man, naging malaking bahagi ka na talaga ng buhay ko, at ng puso ko. At kahit nasaan ka man ngayon... kahit hindi na tayo magkikita habang buhay... parang... parang hindi pa rin tayo magkakahiwalay. Kaya mananatili ka dito sa akin, mananatili ka dito Miguel. Hinding-hindi kita makakalimutan. Salamat, salamat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isang gabi, kinausap ni Raphael si Catherine tungkol sa naudlot nilang pagpapakasal&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Catherine, ilang beses ng nauudlot yung kasal natin e. Hindi naman natin yun pinag-uusapan sa hospital, nung ilang buwang nandun ka dahil... Anyway... Ano kaya magpunta tayo sa huwes? Magpakasal na lang tayo doon.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Puede ba huwag muna nating pag-usapan?&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Ang dami ko lang sigurong iniisip ngayon. Ang dami kong dapat ayusin.&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Bakit hindi mo na ba ako mahal? (Ako! Ako, mahal kita Raphael - Betcha)&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Marami na akong minahal at nakapiling, pero iisa pa lamang ang minahal ko ng ganito... at ikaw yun Raphael, ikaw lang.&lt;/span&gt; Pero ngayon, mabubuhay pa kaya yung pag-ibig na 'yon? Ngayon na ang puso ni Miguel ang tumitibok sa dibdib ko?&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Catherine binigay ni Miguel ang puso nya sa iyo, para dugtungan nya ang buhay mo. Para dugtungan nya ang pag-ibig natin sa isa't isa. Nagsakripisyo sya para sa atin.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : (luhaan) Hindi ko alam Raphael, gulong gulo na ako eh. Siguro, siguro kailangan ko lang ng oras. Kailangan ko ng oras makapag-isip. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;-Niyakap ni Catherine si Raphael. Umalis na si Catherine. Naiwan ang lumuluhang si Raphael.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-2020058271052272675?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/2020058271052272675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=2020058271052272675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/2020058271052272675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/2020058271052272675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2008/11/iisa-pa-lamang-episode-84.html' title='Iisa Pa Lamang - Episode 84'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-3730964680874450113</id><published>2008-11-25T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T17:23:13.130-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iisa Pa Lamang'/><title type='text'>Iisa Pa Lamang - Episode 83</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Super love ko si Gabby Concepcion kaya habang nanunood ay sinusulat ko rin ang napapanuod kong eksena para puede kong balik-balikan at paulit-ulit kiligin (haaay gabbylicious talaga! hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinuntahan nina Miguel at Sofia si Vernon sa kulungan.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Itay, kailangan mo talagang sabihin sa akin kung nasaan si Mommy. Delikado ang lagay nya ngayon, kailangan ko syang makita.&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Bakit ko naman gagawin 'yon? E kung sa mga pulis nga hindi ako kumanta e, sa inyo pa kaya.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Galit na galit sa kanya si Marko, gusto talaga syang patayin. Kailangan ko syang makita, kailangan ko syang protektahan.&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Hindi ako sigurado, pero lilipat kami ng ibang hideout, doon kami magtatago. Doon sa isang liblib na baranggay sa Rizal. Malamang doon sya pupunta. Bigyan mo ako ng papel&lt;br /&gt;-Binigyan ni Sofia ng papel at ballpen si Vernon, at doon ay isinulat ni Vernon ang posibleng pinagtataguan ni Isadora.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Salamat 'tay&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Sasama ako kuya.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Huwag na. Huwag kang sasama delikado. Ako na ang bahalang magkumbinsi kay Mommmy na sumuko ng maayos. Bumalik ka na lang sa ospital.&lt;br /&gt;-Ibinigay ni Vernon kay Miguel ang papel na pinagsulatan ng address.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Salamat 'tay.&lt;br /&gt;- Lingid sa kanilang kaalaman ay may nakikinig pala sa kanilang pag-uusap... tauhan ni Marko.&lt;span class=fullpost&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaagad na itinimbre ng tauhan ang nalaman mula sa pakikinig sa usapan nina Vernon. Ipinahanda ni Marko ang kotse at sinabing sya lang ang pupunta.&lt;br /&gt;Marko : Hindi ito trabaho, personalan 'to. Ako mismo ang tatapos kay Isadora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinalaw ni Scarlet ang wala pa ring malay na si Catherine, kinausap nito ang nurse&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Tumaas na ba sa listahan si Mrs. dela Rhea?&lt;br /&gt;Nurse : Ang alam ko po, nasa pang-anim na po sya. Konti na lang po. Sige po.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Salamat&lt;br /&gt;-Lumabas na sa silid ang nurse. Umiiyak na kinausap ni Scarlet si Catherine&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Narinig mo ba 'yon? Nasa pang-anim ka na, konting konti na lang, mararating mo na rin ang number one. Huwag kang susuko hangga't hindi mo nararating 'yon ha? Napaka-competitive mong tao. Kaya siguro hindi tayo nagkakasundo noon pa dahil parehas tayo. Parati tayong nag-uunahan para makuha yung posisyon na 'yon... maging number one para kay Papa, maging number one para kay Miguel. At least ngayon Catherine hindi na ako makikipag-agawan sa iyo. Sigurado ako kayang-kaya mong ma-survive lahat ng ito. Catherine (umupo sa gilid ng kama) Catherine, ang dami dami mo nang pinagdaanan... huwag kang susuko. Maraming nagmamahal sa iyo dito, marami kaming naghihintay sa 'yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasa hideout si Isadora. Tila baliw na tumatawa habang isinisilid sa isang bag ang mga perang nakulimbat nya kay Scarlet, isinukat ang ilang alahas at hinahalikan. Hindi namamalayan ni Isadora ang pagdating ni Marko.&lt;br /&gt;Marko : Isadora!&lt;br /&gt;- Hinipan ni Isadora ang mga kandila at bitbit ang bag ng pera at lalagyan ng alahas na nagtago.&lt;br /&gt;Marko : ISADORAAA! Demonyo ka. Alam kong narito ka. Kababae mong tao, daig mo pa ang isang demonyo. Dito ka lang galing sa TADYANG KOOO! KUNG TUSO KA, MAS TUSO AKO!&lt;br /&gt;-Tinadyakan ni Marko ang pinto ng silid na kinaroroonan ng nagtatagong si Isadora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa hospital. Tumawag si Sofia sa police station.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Hello! Police Station ho ba ito? Si Sofia Castillejos po. Kailangan ko ng tulong nyo. Tungkol ho sa Mommy ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi nakita ni Marko si Isadora kaya lumabas ito ng silid. Bumaba sa hagdanan si Marko, mahigpit ang hawak sa nakataas na baril habang naglalakad sa madilim na gusali. Pasigaw nitong tinatawag si Isadora. Biglang inagaw ng naroroon palang si Miguel ang baril na hawak ni Marko. Sa pag-aagawan ng dalawang lalaki ay makailang ulit na pumutok ang baril. Habang nagpapanambuno sina Marko at Miguel ay may ilang sasakyang dumating lulan siSofia at mga pulis. Nasa labas pa ng building ay tinatawag na ng kinakabahang si Sofia ang ina. Pumasok na sa building ang mga pulis, iba ang dinaanan ni Sofia papasok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May pumasok na lalaki sa silid na pinagtataguan ni Isadora. Kaagad na tumayo at binaril ni Isadora ang lalaking pumasok, natumba ang lalaki.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : HAHAHAHA! Anong akala mo Marko, maiisahan mo ako? (muling binaril ang nakadapang lalaki) HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;-Nilapitan ni Isadora ang inaakalang si Marko. Labis na nagimbal si Isadora nang makilala ang lalaking dalawang beses nyang binaril... si Miguel. Tinawag ng duguang si Miguel ang ina. Kinandong ng pumapalahaw sa iyak na si Isadora ang duguang anak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tumayo si Isadora at galit na galit na tinatawag at pinapalabas si Marko. Walang habas na pinaputok ng umiiyak na si Isadora ang kanyang baril. Muling nilapitan ni Isadora si Miguel, inilapag ang baril sa kanyang tabi at nakaluhod na iniyakan ang duguang anak. Hindi niya namamalayan na nasa likuran na nya si Marko.&lt;br /&gt;Marko : Marunong ka palang umiyak. Lumalambot din pala ang puso mo. (dinampot ni Isadora ang baril ) Hup, hup bitawan mo yan! Nakatutok na ako Isadora. Isang angat mo, sasabog ang ulo mo. Bitawan mo yan. Bitawan mo yan! (binitawan ni Isadora ang baril, nakatalikod pa rin kay Marko) Tayo! TAYOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : (tumayo at humarap kay Marko) HAYUP KA TALAGA!&lt;br /&gt;Marko : MAS HAYUP KAAAA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Patakbong lumalapit ang umiiyak na si Sofia&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Sofia&lt;br /&gt;Marko : Hup, hup!&lt;br /&gt;-Nakadipa si Marko... nakatutok sa direksyon ni Isadora ang baril, sa kabilang kamay ay hawak ang granada.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Sandali, sandali&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Kuya! Mommy huhuhu!&lt;br /&gt;Marko : Dyan ka lang!&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : ANONG NANGYARI KAY KUYA?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Marko sandali, sandali, sandali Marko&lt;br /&gt;Marko : Mamili ka! Ito (baril) para sa iyo o ito (granada) para sa ating lahat? Tutal kumpleto na ang pamilya mo. May bumulagta nang isa.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Marko&lt;br /&gt;Marko : At malamang, darating na ang mga pulis at huhulihin ako. At least bago dumating yun, at bago MANGYARI YUN nakaganti ako sa katulad mo. Sa katulad mong hayop.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Sige, sige, sige na Marko sa akin na lang ha? Sa akin na lang. Sa akin na lang. Huwag mong idamay si Sofia ha. Marko, sige ako na lang.&lt;br /&gt;Marko : Okay. Hindi ka nagkaroon ng pagkakataong humingi ng tawad at paalam sa anak mong si Miguel. Baka sabihin mo naman sobrang sama ko. Bibigyan kita ng pagkakataon na magpaalam sa isa mo pang anak.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Marko.&lt;br /&gt;Marko : GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Sofia, anak patawarin mo ako sa lahat ng naging kasalanan ko. Alam ko napakasama kong tao pero HUWAG NA HUWAG MONG KAKALIMUTAN... NA MAHAL NA MAHAL KO KAYO. SOFIA NARIRINIG MO BA AKO?&lt;br /&gt;-Lalapitan sana ni Sofia ang ina&lt;br /&gt;Marko : Hup, hup HUP DYAN KA LANG!&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Marko, Marko&lt;br /&gt;Marko : Malalagas tayong lahat dito. DYAN KA LANG!&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Marko, Marko sa huling pagkakataon lang... parang awa mo na huhuhu. MAAWA KA!&lt;br /&gt;Marko : Okay, okay.&lt;br /&gt;-Senenyasan ni Marko si Sofia na lumapit kay Isadora. Mahigpit na nagyakap ang mag-ina sa huling pagkakataon, kapwa luhaan. Paulit ulit na sinasabi ni Isadora kay Sofia na mahal na mahal nya ang mga ito, at humihingi ng tawad. Binitawan na ni Isadora si Sofia at pinaaalis na ang anak.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Marko, parang awa mo na. Huling hiling ko na lang huhuhu, nagmamakaawa ako kahit lumuhod ako sa iyo Marko. (hinawakan ni Sofia ang nakabulagtang kapatid) Kahit lumuhod ako sa iyo huhuhu. (lumuhod at nagmamakaawa kay Marko) Huwag mo lang idamay si Sofia ha. Puede ba, palayain na lang natin sya? AKO NA LANG! Huwag na natin syang idamay. Marko nagmamakaawa ako sa iyo. Patakasin mo na sya. Sige na. MARKOOO HUHUHU&lt;br /&gt;Marko : Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Marko parang awa mo na&lt;br /&gt;Marko : Walang problema&lt;br /&gt;-Tumalikod at naglakad si Marko. Tumayo si Isadora&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Marko&lt;br /&gt;-Humarap muli si Marko at binaril si Isadora... bumagsak si Marko... hawak ni Miguel ang baril. Inalisan ni Marko ng pin ang granadang hawak, nakita iyon ni Isadora. Inihagis ni Marko ang granada... sinalo iyon ni Isadora... yumuko si Sofia, yakap ang kanyang kuya... tiningnan ni Isadora ang mga anak sa huling pagkakataon... BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa hospital. Kasama ni Sofia ang kasintahang si Toby at mga kaibigang sina Jenna, Jester at Doms. Niyakap ni Jenna ang bestfriend nya, iyak ng iyak si Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;Jenna : Kung may kailangan ka nandito kami ha.&lt;br /&gt;Jester : Toby, huwag mong pababayaan si Sofia ha.&lt;br /&gt;Jenna : Basta tumawag ka lang ha.&lt;br /&gt;Doms : Sofia, dadalaw na lang kami ulit.&lt;br /&gt;-Umalis na ang mga kaibigan nina Sofia at Toby. Magkaholding hands na naglakad palayo sina Jenna at Jester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakatayo sa tabi ng kinahihigaan ni Miguel ang luhaang si Scarlet, kausap ang doktor&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Kumusta na po ba yung lagay ni Miguel?&lt;br /&gt;Doc : Actually ma'am may dalawang tama sya katawan, isa sa abdomen at saka isa sa likod. Tinamaan ng bala yung isang kidney nya, kaya nilagay namin sya sa dialysis.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Doc, kaya ba nyang ma-survive 'to?&lt;br /&gt;Doc : Ginagawa na po namin lahat ng aming makakaya. Depende na po 'yon sa pasyente kung gugustuhin nya pang mag-survive.&lt;br /&gt;-Hinawakan ng buntis na si Scarlet ang pinakamamahal na si Miguel, bahagyang niyakap, iyak ng iyak si Scarlet.&lt;br /&gt;Doc : Excuse me po Mrs. Castillejos, may gusto lang po akong tanungin sa inyo. Si Mr. Castillejos ba ay isang organ transplant donor?&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Oo. Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;Doc : Kasi gusto ko lang hong malaman ninyo na nung isang araw... nagpa-test sila ni Cong. Raphael Torralba. At lumalabas na si Mr. Castillejos ang perpektong heart transplant donor kay Ms. Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;- Lalong nanlumo si Scarlet sa nalaman mula sa doktor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hinawakan ni Toby ang kamay ni Sofia, wala pa ring tigil sa pagluha si Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Akala ko... ubod ng sama ni Mommy. Akala ko nakalimutan na nyang maging tao Toby. Hindi pala.&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Kahit anong mali ang ginawa nang Mommy mo, hindi siya nagkulang ng pagmamahal sa inyo. Naging ina pa din sya Sofia. At higit sa lahat, sinakripisyo nya ang buhay nya para sa inyo.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Ano ba ang nangyayari sa buhay ko Toby? Dati lang, I had a good life... nag-aaral ako, maayos ang pamilya ko. I was happy. Pero ngayon wala na ang Mommy ko, nag-aagaw buhay naman si kuya Miguel at si ate Catherine. Toby they might die, wala na akong kasama Toby.&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Shhh! (inakbayan ang girlfriend at niyakap) Sofia, hindi ka nag-iisa. Nandidito ako. Nandidito ako Sofia. Hinding hindi kita pababayaan.&lt;br /&gt;-Hinagkan ni Toby sa noo si Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinakausap ng umiiyak na si Scarlet ang wala pa ring malay na dating kabiyak.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Miguel, sabi ng doktor kailangan mo daw lumaban para mabuhay. Kaya mo yun di ba? Baka kasi gusto mong mabuhay, huhuhu (hinawakan ang kamay ni Miguel at niyakap ) Miguel ipinapangako ko sa iyo... huhuhu hindi na kita aawayin, hindi na kita guguluhin, huhuhu I promise, mabuhay ka lang... huhuhu I'm letting you go huhuhu magiging malaya ka na. Alam mo pag nabuhay ka, lahat ng hihilingin mo ibibigay ko sa iyo... kahit pa si Catherine 'yon. Kahit sya Miguel, ibibigay ko sa iyo. (hinalikan ang kamay ni Miguel, tumayo at masyuong niyakap ang mahal na mahal pa rin nyang si Miguel) Miguel, gagawin ko ang lahat huhuhu. Ganun kita kamahal. Kaya kong gawin lahat hanggang sa mabuhay ka, huhuhu iyon lang yung kailangan ko huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;- (Kaasar ka Scarlet, ang hirap kayang magtext update ng umiiyak. Napakadakila ng pagmamahal mo kay Miguel, feel na feel ko huhuhu - Betcha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasa tabi ni Sofia sina Toby at Louela habang kinakausap nya ang doktora na tumitingin kay Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Anong balita sa heart transplant list, nasaan na si ate?&lt;br /&gt;Dra. : Ikatlo na sya.&lt;br /&gt;Louela : Bakit ang tagal? Nauubusan na sya ng oras.&lt;br /&gt;Dra. : Kailangan nating maghintay ng namatay na healthy pa ang heart and even then kailangan natin i-check if valuable pa sya at ka-match sya ng pasyente.&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Doc, wala na ba tayong puedeng ibang gawin?&lt;br /&gt;Dra. : All we can do is wait and pray for a healthy heart for Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;Male Nurse : Syanga pala Mr. Torralba, ready na ang results para doon sa pina-check ni Congressman. Please tell your brother that he has a healthy heart and he's a perfect match for Catherine dela Rhea. (nagkatinginan sina Toby at Sofia) Unfortunately, unlike sa liver or kidney hindi puede ang live heart donor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please naman, huwag nyong patayin si Raphael huhuhu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-3730964680874450113?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/3730964680874450113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=3730964680874450113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/3730964680874450113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/3730964680874450113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2008/11/iisa-pa-lamang-episode-83.html' title='Iisa Pa Lamang - Episode 83'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-1793498154742030249</id><published>2008-11-25T03:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T17:30:30.335-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iisa Pa Lamang'/><title type='text'>Iisa Pa Lamang - Episode 82</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Super love ko si Gabby Concepcion kaya habang nanunood ay sinusulat ko rin ang napapanuod kong eksena para puede kong balik-balikan at paulit-ulit kiligin (haaay gabbylicious talaga! hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa meeting place nina Isadora at Marko&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Nasaan si Miguel?&lt;br /&gt;Marko : Nasaan si Catherine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa abandonadong eskwelahan na kinaroroonan nina Vernon at Sofia... inihahanda ni Vernon ang baril nya, si Sofia naman ay natutulog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Bago ko ibigay sa iyo si Catherine, akin na muna ang anak ko!&lt;br /&gt;Marko : Kilala kita mula ulo hanggang paa.  This time hindi mo ako kayang ululin.  Saka na lang tayo magkita.  Bye!&lt;br /&gt;-Tumalikod na si Marko&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Sandali!&lt;br /&gt;Itinutok ni Isadora ang baril kay Marko.  Itinutok din ni Marko ang baril nya kay Isadora. &lt;span class=fullpost&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iinom sana si Vernon ng tubig ng maramdaman nyang tila may tao, sumilip sya sa bintana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakatutok ang baril nina Isadora at Marko sa isa't isa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginising ni Vernon si Sofia at nagkubli sila.  Dumating ang mga tauhan ni Cong. Torralba, may kasamang mga pulis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inilabas ni Isadora si Catherine, may nakatakip sa mukha. &lt;br /&gt;Marko : Kung hindi ba naman sira yang tuktok mo e.  Paano ako makakasiguro na si Catherine yan e tinakluban mo ang ulo.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Wala na akong gamit sa babaeng ito kaya hindi ko itataya ang buhay ng anak ko.  Huwag ka ng magduda si Catherine ito. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumasok na sa eskwelahan ang mga naghahanap kay Vernon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senenyasan ni Marko ang tauhan na ilabas si Miguel. &lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Miguel&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : (labis na nag-alala nang makita ang kalagayan ng bihag ng ina) Catherine!&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Okay ka lang ba?&lt;br /&gt;Marko : Okay lang yan.  Di ba nangako ako sa iyo na hindi ko sya sasaktan, ha?  Hindi ko naman masyadong sinaktan, konti lang. &lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Miguel, halika na!&lt;br /&gt;Marko : Teka! Teka muna!  SANDALI LANG!  Sabay nating gagawin ito.&lt;br /&gt;-Itinulak ni Marko si Miguel patungo kay Isadora.  Itinulak ni Isadora si Catherine patungo kay Marko, pero dahil may nakatakip sa mukha ay nadapa si Catherine.  Tinulungan ni Miguel ang nadapang si Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Catherine. Catherine&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Miguel ano ka ba?  'lika na!&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Ma hindi ko puedeng iwan si Catherine&lt;br /&gt;-Nakatutok pa rin ang baril nina Isadora at Marko sa isa't isa.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Tatanga-tanga ka.  Halika na baka magkamatayan pa tayo dito.  Halika na!&lt;br /&gt;-Senenyasan ni Marko ang tauhan na kunin si Catherine.  Nang hawak na ng tauhan ni Marko si Catherine ay hinatak na ni Isadora si Miguel.  Nag-aktong tatalikod na si Marko, sabay baril kay Isadora.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : MAAA! &lt;br /&gt;-Nabuwal si Isadora&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : MAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;Marko : Pasensya ka na Miguel.  Kailangan ko ang nanay mo, mas malaki ang patong sa ulo nyan e. &lt;br /&gt;Miguel : TRAIDOR KAAA!&lt;br /&gt;-Biglang bumalikwas si Isadora at binaril si Marko, mabilis na naiharang ni Marko si Catherine... tinamaan si Catherine sa likod.  Lumabas ang mga tauhan ni Marko at nakipagbarilan kay Isadora.  Natamaan ni Isadora ang mga tauhan ni Marko pero nakatakbo si Marko.  Hinabol ni Isadora si Marko.  Mabilis namang pinuntahan ni Miguel ang may tamang si Catherine, at kinalas ang nakatakip sa mukha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa eskwelahan ay nagkakaputukan din, may ilang tauhan ni Raphael na natamaan si Vernon.  Nasukol ng mga pulis at ng assistant ni Raphael sina Vernon at Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;Neil : Ibigay mo sa akin si Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakalag na ni Miguel ang nakatakip sa mukha ni Catherine, niyakap nito ang babae.  Wala namang nagawa si Isadora kundi iwan si Miguel.  Yakap yakap ni Miguel ang duguang katawan ni Catherine.  Labis labis ang pagluha ni Miguel sa nangyari kay Catherine&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : TULUNGAN NYO KAMI HUHUHU! (swerte naman ng double na ito ni Claudine, grabe ang pagkakayakap sa kanya ni Diether &lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/images/happy.gif" height="14" width="14" /&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa hospital.  Tumatakbo ang magkasamang dumating na sina Raphael at Sofia.  Nakita nila ang umiiyak na si Miguel&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Miguel&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Kuya&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Si Catherine?&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Nasa operating room pa rin sya e.  Raphael malala ang tama ni Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;-Nanlumo si Raphael.   Umiyak si Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang inooperahan si Catherine, matiyagang naghihintay si Sofia sa labas ng operating room.  Dumating si Toby at niyakap ang umiiyak na kasintahan.  Dumating din si Louela.  Makaraan ang mahaba at nakaka-kabang paghihintay ay lumabas rin ang doctor na nag-opera kay Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;Doc : Sino ang mga kamag-anak ni Catherine dela Rhea?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Ako ho.  Kamusta na ho sya?&lt;br /&gt;Doc : Tinamaan ng bala ang puso ng kapatid mo.  Medyo delikado ang operasyon pero tinanggal na namin ang bala.  Sa ngayon  nakakabit sya sa isang respirator pero hindi 'yon sapat.   She needs a new heart.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Heart transplant?&lt;br /&gt;Doc : Nilagay ko na sya sa organ donor list pero kailangan nyong malaman na maraming naghihintay ng heart donor.  Sana makakuha sya kaagad ng ka-match nya, before it's too late.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Doc, please do everything for her.  Pang-ilan ho ba sya sa listahan?&lt;br /&gt;Doc : Pang walo sya.&lt;br /&gt;Louela : Pang walo pa?  Doc, may magagawa po bang paraan para mauna sya sa listahan?&lt;br /&gt;Doc : Naku, hindi puede yun e.  Meron tayong mga sinusunod na protocol.  I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;-Nang umalis ang doktor ay umiiyak na nagyakapan sina Sofia, Louela at Toby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ipinakita ang malubha ang kalagayan na si Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napakinggan ni Isadora ang news sa car radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ito ang nagbabagang balita sa mga oras na ito.  Isang sagupaan ang naganap kaninang bandang mga alas siete ng gabi sa pagitang ng mga pulisya at isang known smuggler.  Ayon sa mga awtoridad, arestado ang isang nagngangalang Vernon Sandoval at habang nailigtas naman ang kanyang hostage na si Sofia Castillejos.  Sa kasalukuyan hinahanap pa din ng mga pulisya ang kasamahan ni Sandoval na si Isadora Castillejos." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasa hospital si Sofia nang makatanggap ito ng tawag mula sa ina.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Hello&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Hello Sofia!&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Mommy? Kinwento ni kuya kung ano ang nangyari sa iyo.  Nasaktan ka ba ni Marko?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Hindi.  Okay naman ako, pero Sofia kailangan ko ng tulong mo.  Nakuha ng mga pulis ang lahat ng mga pera namin ni Vernon, walang wala na ako ni-singko.  Bigyan mo naman ako. Desperadang desperada na ako&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : (pabulong) Ma, sumuko ka na lang kasi&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : HINDI PUEDE!  Hindi ako puedeng makulong.  Sofia, mamamatay ako doon, hindi ako puedeng makulong.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Baka mas dangerous yang ginagawa mo.  Hinahanap ka ng mga pulis at sabi ni kuya, pati ni Marko.  Baka lalo ka lang masaktan 'ma.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Ano ka ba?  Alam mo ba yang sinasabi mo ha?  Hindi ako ganun kadaling pabagsakin.  Ngayon, sabihin mo na lang kung ayaw mo akong tulungan.  HINDI ITONG SINISERMONAN MO PA AKO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nag-uusap sa kotse ang magkapatid na Miguel at Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Kinontak ako ni Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Nasaan daw sya?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Ayaw nyang sabihin eh.  Sinubukan ko nga syang kumbinsihin na sumuko ng maayos  pero ayaw nya.  Kuya natatakot na ako eh.  She sounds desperate baka kung ano pang gawin nya.  We have to rescue her even from herself.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Papaano naman natin gagawin 'yon?  Hindi nga natin alam kung saan sya hahanapin.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Ang itay mo, baka alam nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palabas ng bahay sina Scarlet at Maggie.  Nasa hindi kalayuan si Isadora, nagmamatyag.  Papasok sa school si Maggie.  Hinalikan ni Scarlet ang anak, at pinagbilinan ni Scarlet ang yaya na bantayan mabuti si Maggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinuntahan nina Miguel at Sofia si Vernon sa kulungan.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Itay, kailangan mo talagang sabihin sa akin kung nasaan si Mommy.  Delikado ang lagay nya ngayon, kailangan ko syang makita.&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Bakit ko naman gagawin 'yon?  E kung sa mga pulis nga hindi ako kumanta e, sa inyo pa kaya.  Saka kung ikaw lang sana... papagkatiwalaan kita Miguel, pero kasama mo yang suwail na batang yan.  (inis na inis si Sofia) Mahirap na baka  traidurin nya yung Mommy nya.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Hindi ko gagawin yun.  Tsaka kaya lang naman namin hinahanap si Mommy dahil gusto namin syang protektahan. &lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Itay delikado ang lagay ni Mommy ngayon, lalo na nang mangyari ang lahat... galit na galit sa kanya si Marko, gusto talaga syang patayin.  Kailangan ko syang makita, kailangan ko syang protektahan.  Sabihin mo na 'tay.&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : (nag-isip) Hindi ako sigurado, pero lilipat kami ng ibang hideout, doon kami magtatago.  Doon sa isang liblib na baranggay sa Rizal.  Malamang doon sya pupunta.  Bigyan mo ako ng papel&lt;br /&gt;-Binigyan ni Sofia ng papel at ballpen si Vernon, at doon ay isinulat ni Vernon ang posibleng pinagtataguan ni Isadora.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Salamat 'tay&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Sasama ako kuya.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Huwag na. Huwag kang sasama delikado.  Ako na ang bahalang magkumbinsi kay Mommmy na sumuko ng maayos.  Bumalik ka na lang sa ospital. &lt;br /&gt;-Ibinigay ni Vernon kay Miguel ang papel na pinagsulatan ng address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagawang makapasok ni Isadora sa bahay ni Scarlet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinuntahan ni Scarlet si Marko.&lt;br /&gt;Marko : Yes Ms. Scarlet.  Payday ko ba ngayon?  Nakita mo na yan ha, naibalik ko ng buhay si Catherine. &lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Pero di ba ang kabilin-bilinan ko sa iyo, walang dapat masasaktan.  Bakit mo ginawang pain si Miguel, HA?&lt;br /&gt;Marko : Bakit sinaktan ko ba si Miguel? Hindi naman di ba?  Hindi ko kagustuhan ang nangyari kay Catherine.  Huwag ako ang sisihin mo doon... si Isadora!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Inaamoy amoy pa ng maid ni Scarlet na si Edith ang ulam nyang corned beef, nang makita nito ang dating amo na si Isadora... nagnanakaw&lt;br /&gt;Edith : Ano ang ginagawa mo dito ha?  Ano yan, ninanakawan mo si ma'am ano?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Hindi ah&lt;br /&gt;-Tatawag sana ng gwardya si Edith pero sinabunutan siya ni Isadora.  Nag-away ang dalawa... binato ng corned beef ni Edith si Isadora, napabagsak ni Isadora ang dating maid.  Patakbong lumabas ng bahay si Isadora.  Habang sumisigaw ng "magnanakaw" ay hinahabol at binabato ng corned beef ni Edith si Isadora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibinigay ni Scarlet ang tseke kay Marko.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : O ayan sampung milyon mo, bayad ko yan para sa ginawa mo kay Catherine.  Yung kay Isadora sa susunod na kapag nagawa mo na yung dapat mong gawin. &lt;br /&gt;Marko : Hindi mo na kailangang magbayad pa para kay Isadora.  Ibibigay ko iyon sa iyo ng libre.  Malaki atraso sa akin ng demonyitang yan.  Kailangan ko nang singilin.&lt;br /&gt;-Galit na galit si Marko kay Isadora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Siguro kaya hindi nagsasalita si Catherine, ay ito yung mga panahon na nawalan ng boses si Claudine.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-1793498154742030249?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/1793498154742030249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=1793498154742030249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/1793498154742030249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/1793498154742030249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2008/11/iisa-pa-lamang-episode-82.html' title='Iisa Pa Lamang - Episode 82'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-2822954034277372236</id><published>2008-11-25T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T17:29:38.340-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iisa Pa Lamang'/><title type='text'>Iisa Pa Lamang - Episode 77</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Super love ko si Gabby Concepcion kaya habang nanunood ay sinusulat ko rin ang napapanuod kong eksena para puede kong balik-balikan at paulit-ulit kiligin (haaay gabbylicious talaga! hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa bahay ng mga Torralba.  Kinausap ni Toby ang malungkot na si Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Sofia, okay ka lang ba?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : (naiiyak) Wala na ang tatay ko.  Wala na si Mommy.  Si ate naman ibabalik na sa kulungan.  Si kuya babalik na daw sa Amerika.  Wala na akong kasama sa mundo Toby.  Paano na ako?&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Masakit mawalan ng pamilya Sofia, alam ko iyon.  Pero Sofia, matapang ka at matatag ang kalooban mo.  Alam kong makakayanan mo yan.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Kahit na iniwan na ako ng lahat ng nagmamahal sa akin Toby? &lt;br /&gt;Toby : Sofia kahit na.  At maliban doon, Sofia nandito pa ako.  Hinding hindi kita iiwan.  Mahal na mahal kita.  Mahal na mahal kita.&lt;br /&gt;-Niyakap ni Toby ang nalulungkot na kasintahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napawalang sala si Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;After carefully studying the new evidence presented in court.  The sworn statement of Scarlet dela Rhea regarding Isadora Castillejos admission of guilt on the shooting of Estelle Torralba, and the testimony of Mrs. Estelle Torralba herself... the court hereby declares  Catherine dela Rhea NOT GUILTY.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span class=fullpost&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nagkaroon ng selebrasyon sa bahay nina Catherine.  Mahigpit na nagyakap sina Raphael at Catherine, nandun din sina Miguel, Sofia, Louela at Toby.  Nagdasal ng pasasalamat si Catherine bago sila masayang nagkainan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinagabihan ay hindi dalawin ng antok si Sofia... umiiyak at naaalala niya ang kanyang ina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumunta si Winnie sa bahay ni  Scarlet (malaki na ang tiyan)&lt;br /&gt;Winnie : So nareinstate na pala si Catherine bilang president and chairman of the board ng Dela Rhea Foods?  Huwag mong sabihing makikipag-agawan ka pa rin sa kanya Scarlet ha.   Eh mabuti na nga yang ganyan.  Ikaw pa rin ang may-ari ng kumpanya, hayaan mo na syang magpalago nyan.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : (malungkot) Hindi naman sa akin ang lahat ng yan eh.&lt;br /&gt;Winnie : Bakit dahil sa kanya yung majority ng stocks?  Marami syang investors.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Hindi yun ang ibig kong sabihin Tita.  Ipinamana ni Papa kay Catherine ang kumpanya pero hindi ko iyon ibinigay sa kanya.  Dinaya ko si Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;Winnie : Pero may video si Martin na sinasabing binabawi nya ang lahat mula kay Catherine, di ba?&lt;br /&gt;-Naalala ni Scarlet ang video ng ama bago ito binawian ng buhay at ang pagpapalayas nya kay Catherine sa mansion.&lt;br /&gt;Winnie : Hindi mo sya dinaya Scarlet.  Sinunod mo lang yung bilin ng Papa mo. &lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Hindi 'yon ang huling bilin ni Papa.&lt;br /&gt;Winnie : Anong ibig mong sabihin?&lt;br /&gt;-Hindi umimik si Scarlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa kanyang silid, inilabas ni Scarlet ang isang box... nasa loob nito ang note na ginawa ni Martin sa hospital.  Umiiyak na binasa ni Scarlet ang sulat ng ama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Flashback : Kausap ni Scarlet ang nurse na pumunta sa bahay nya para ibigay ang note na ginawa ni Martin.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Scarlet : Kayo ba ang naka-duty nung araw na naaksidente si Papa?  Sya ba talaga ang gumawa nito?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nurse : Opo.  Tandang-tanda ko po, (ipinakita noong nasa hospital si Martin) sabi nung nurse na nakaduty noon... pinapahiga daw sya sa kama pero hingi sya ng hingi ng papel, kahit na hirap na hirap pilit nyang sinusulat  ang nilalaman ng papel na yan.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masayang ibinalita ni Catherine sa mga kasambahay na sina Sofia at Louela ang nalalapit nilang pagpapakasal ni Raphael.  Masaya sina Sofia at Louela sa nalaman.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Talaga?!  Tuloy ang kasal ninyo ni kuya Raphael?&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Oo nagkabalikan kami kagabi  nang dahil kay Scarlet&lt;br /&gt;Louela : Tingnan mo na.  Sabi ko naman sa iyo eh, mas maganda talaga pag wala kang kalaban.  Si Scarlet pa mismo ang tumulong para mabalik yung dyowa mo.  Iyan naman ang matagal ko nang sinasabi sa iyo eh, wala talagang magandang idudulot yang paghihiganti mo.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Alam mo totoo yan.  Sana noon pa nakinig na ako kay Lola.  Lagi nyang sinasabi yan eh.  Sayang ano?  Sana naabutan pa rin ni Lola ito... nakakamiss na sya eh.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Nakakamiss nga sya eh, lalo na yung mga pangaral nya.&lt;br /&gt;Louela : Hamo hindi nyo na sya masyadong mamimiss dahil hangga't andito ako, ako ang magsesermon sa inyo at mangangaral tulad ng ginagawa ni Lola Aura.  Ako ang inyong konsensya!&lt;br /&gt;-Nagkatawan ang tatlong babae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabi.  Naglalakad lakad sina Toby at Sofia sa garden.&lt;br /&gt;Toby :  Nagyayaya kanina si Jester na manuod ng sine, sabi ko next time na lang.  Hindi ko na kasi nakakasama yung girlfriend ko, namimiss ko na e.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : (natawa) Paano mo naman ako mamimiss?  Eh halos araw-araw tayong magkasama.&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Araw-araw pero hindi e... pag umuuwi na tayo sa mga sarili nating bahay, doon na kita namimiss ng sobra-sobra.&lt;br /&gt;- Sa hindi kalayuan ay may nagmamasid sa kanila, nakakubli sa dilim.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : (kinilig)Corny mo ha.&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Bakit cute naman a?&lt;br /&gt;-Napatingin si Sofia sa direksyon na kung saan nagtatago ang taong nagmamasid sa kanila&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Parang biglang tumaas yung balahibo ko.  Toby, parang may tao.&lt;br /&gt;-Walang nakita sina Toby at Sofia kasi umalis na ang taong nagmamasid sa kanila.&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Wala naman a&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Baka nga wala lang 'to.  November na kasi kaya malamig na ang hangin&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Kaya dapat palagi tayong magkasama... malamig yung hangin.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Hihihi! Eh ano ngayon?&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Syempre pag may nanggugulo sa iyo, poproteksyonan kita!&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : At paano mo naman ako mabibigyan ng proteksyon?  Idadaan mo sa smile para masilaw sila sa ngipin mo&lt;br /&gt;-Masayang nagyakap ang magkasintahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magka-usap sina Raphael at Miguel&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Talaga bang itutuloy mo yung pagreresign mo?&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Oo.  Hindi naman ako karapat dapat sa pwesto na ito e.  Salamat nga pala dahil hindi mo ako kinasuhan.&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : E wala namang mabuting pupuntahan yun e.  And besides dinonate mo na sa Amadesto ang lahat ng iminana  mo kay Marko.  Alam kong nakipag-ayos ka na at sapat na sa akin iyon.  (ngumiti si Miguel) Syanga pala Miguel... tuloy na naman yung kasal namin ni Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : (malungkot) Congratulations&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Ahm I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Okay lang.  The better man won, but I'm still the best.&lt;br /&gt;-Nagkatawanan ang magkaibigan&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Oo nga pala Miguel, gusto sana kitang&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Raphael... magkaibigan tayo... tanggap ko na na ikaw talaga ang mahal ni Catherine.  Pero sana naman huwag mo na akong imbitahan sa kasal mo, baka hindi ko na kayanin&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : So magkaibigan na naman tayo?&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Magkaibigan pa rin tayo!&lt;br /&gt;-Masayang masaya si Raphael sa pagkaka-ayos nilang magkaibigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paalis si Sofia, may nakita siyang malaking kahon na may ribbon sa labas ng bahay nila.  Tumingin sa paligid si Sofia pero wala syang nakitang tao.   Kinuha nya ang regalo at pumasok sa loob ng bahay.   Lumabas si Vernon sa pinagtataguan.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Ate, may regalo ka o!&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Ano yan?  Kanino galing?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Heto Ate yung card o&lt;br /&gt;Louela : Dali! Anong sabi?&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : (binasa ang nakasulat sa card) To my dear Catherine, this reminds me of you.&lt;br /&gt;-Kinikilig sina Sofia at Louela&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : (nag-isip) Kanino kaya galing 'to?&lt;br /&gt;Louela : Naku secret admirer yan, hihihi! I'm sure.  Exciting!  Naku, ano kaya ang laman nyan? Siguro cute na doll kasi cute ka.  Hindi, hindi, ano a mamahalin na bag kasi shala ka, di ba? Sosyal, sosyal!  Bubuksan ko na ha.  Naku mas excited pa ako sa iyo eh.&lt;br /&gt;-Pagbukas ni Louela ng regalo ay gimbal silang lahat sa nakita ... patay na pusa&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Ano... kanino galing yan?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa bahay ng mga Torralba.  Kinakausap ni Raphael ang ina hinggil sa pagpapakasal nila ni Catherine&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Mom, nag-uusap na ho kami ni Catherine, at itutuloy na ho namin ang kasal.  Wala ba kayong sasabihin tungkol doon?&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Congratulations!  I'm happy for you&lt;br /&gt;-Tuwang tuwa si Raphael sa sinabi ng ina&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Talaga?!  Okay ba kayon doon?&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Pag muntik ka nang mamatay at matagal kang nakahiga sa kama, wala kang gagawin kundi mag-isip.. tungkol sa buhay, sa pamilya.  Naalala ko, bata ka pa noon... minahal mo na si Catherine.  Through all these years, after all that happened, after all that you've been through... mahal mo pa rin sya.  Kaya sino ba ako para hadlangan ka?&lt;br /&gt;-Niyakap ni Raphael ang ina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumunta si Miguel sa bahay ng mag-ina nya.  Nasa garahe sina Scarlet at Maggie,  nakikipaglaro ng bola ang bata sa yaya nito.  Nakipaglaro si Miguel sa anak, napalakas ang sipa ni Miguel kaya inutusan nito ang yaya para kunin ang bola. &lt;br /&gt;Miguel : (hinawakan ang tiyan ni Scarlet) O kumusta na?&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Okay naman&lt;br /&gt;-May nakita si Maggie at tuwang-tuwa itong tumakbo.  Napansin ni Scarlet na wala si Maggie&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Si Maggie?&lt;br /&gt;-Nag-aalalang hinanap nina Miguel at Scarlet ang kanilang anak.  Natagpuan nila ang bata na nakaupo sa bangketa, may hawak na chocolate (M&amp;amp;M's)&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Anong ginagawa mo dyan, ha?  Ito saan mo nakuha yan? Kanino  galing yan? &lt;br /&gt;Maggie : Kay Lola&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : (kinabahan) Anak, wala na ang lola.&lt;br /&gt;Maggie : Kanina po, pumunta sya.  Love ako ni Lola.&lt;br /&gt;-Bakas ang pangamba at pagkabigla sa mukha nina Miguel at Scarlet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-2822954034277372236?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/2822954034277372236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=2822954034277372236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/2822954034277372236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/2822954034277372236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2008/11/iisa-pa-lamang-episode-77.html' title='Iisa Pa Lamang - Episode 77'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-9222583701959417235</id><published>2008-11-25T03:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T14:28:13.182-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iisa Pa Lamang'/><title type='text'>Iisa Pa Lamang - Episode 76</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Super love ko si Gabby Concepcion kaya habang nanunood ay sinusulat ko rin ang napapanuod kong eksena para puede kong balik-balikan at paulit-ulit kiligin (haaay gabbylicious talaga! hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Amadesto.  Habang hinihintay ni Isadora ang pagdating ni Sofia ay nagmumuni-muni ito at naglalaro sa kanyang isipan ang mga kalupitan at mga kasinungalingan niya kay Miguel mula noong bata pa ito.  Napaluha si Isadora nang maalaala ang huli nilang pag-uusap ng panganay na anak... punong puno ng hinanakit at pagdaramdam para sa ina  si Miguel kaya nasambit nito na sana ay hindi na lamang si Isadora ang kanyang ina.   Nagbalik rin sa isipan ni Isadora ang mga naging pag-uusap nila ng anak na si Sofia... ang mga nalalaman nito at katanungan hinggil sa kanyang tunay na ama.   Nang dumating si Vernon ay kaagad na pinahid ni Isadora ang luha sa mga mata.&lt;br /&gt;Vernon :  O umiiyak ka yata?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Hindi.  Wala ito.  Teka muna, nakuha mo na ba?&lt;br /&gt;Vernon :  Oo.  Nilimas ko lahat ang alahas at pera ni Marko sa safety.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Talaga? Naku mabigat-bigat ito a, malayo ang mararating natin nito. O sige!  Sandali lang Vernon ha, hihintayin ko lang si Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Sige&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : O ihanda mo na ang sasakyan.  Sige na, bilisan mo na!&lt;br /&gt;-Iniwan na ni Vernon si Isadora upang ihanda ang kanilang sasakyan.  Hindi kaagad napansin ni Isadora ang pagdating ni Sofia, lumapit si Sofia sa ina.&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Anak.  O mabuti dumating ka.  Ahm halika na!  Lalakad na tayo, nasaan ang gamit mo?  (tahimik lang si Sofia) Sofia!  Nasaan ang gamit mo? Bilisan mo na, hinahanda na ni Vernon yung sasakyan ha.  Alam mo, akala ko iindyanin mo ako eh.  O lalakad na tayo ha.  May problema ba?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : (umiiyak) Mommy, may kasama ako&lt;br /&gt;-Lumabas ang may hawak na baril na si Catherine.  Bagaman at nagulat si Isadora ay matapang pa rin nitong hinarap si Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Balak mo talagang sumama sa bakasyon naming pamilya.  Ha?  Napaka-cheap mo talaga Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Hindi ka makakaalis Isadora.&lt;br /&gt;-Tinutukan ng baril ni Catherine si Isadora.  Nang-aasar na itinaas ni Isadora ang kanyang mga kamay.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Masyado namang mainitin ang ulo mo. Masyado kang pabigla-bigla. Okey fine!  Sige, sumama ka na. O pero buntot lang ha? Tapos KKB ha.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Hindi ako nakikipagbiruan sa iyo ha. Marami kang dapat pagbayaran at panagutan.&lt;br /&gt;-Patakbong lumapit si Sofia sa kapatid.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia :  Alam na nya ang lahat 'ma.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : (nameywang) Teka nga muna... anong alam nya?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Na kayo ang nasa likod ng ambush ni Tito Enrique.  At ng kayo ang pumatay sa Tatay Rolando namin ‘ma.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : So talagang tinraydor mo na ako?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : I’m sorry 'ma, pero mali yung ginawa nyo.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : MALI  ANG GINAWA KO, PERO NANAY MO PA RIN AKO&lt;br /&gt;Sofia: AT TATAY NAMIN ANG PINATAY NYO.   KAPATID KO ANG INIIPIT NYO.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : O sige!  Magkapatid kayo? Magsama kayong dalawa!  Tutal hindi ko naman kayong dalawa kailangan eh. O, GAME NA!&lt;br /&gt;- Biglang kinuha ni Isadora ang baril na nakasukbit sa kanyang pantalon at tinutukan ang magkapatid.  Hinaharangan  ni Catherine si Sofia para protektahan mula kay Isadora.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora :  Sige! Ano Catherine (tumawa) kaya mo? Ha? Sige GAME! Sige! O, ba't parang nanginginig ka? SIGE! Iputok mo! Kaya mo na akong patayin, ha? Kaya mo na akong patayin? Iputok mo! Para sa bandang huli... pareho lang tayo. Pareho tayong mamamatay-tao!&lt;br /&gt;Catherine: (umiiyak sa galit) Walanghiya ka&lt;br /&gt;Isadora: Sige! IPUTOK MO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasa malapit lang ang armado rin ng baril na si Miguel, patuloy na hinahanap ang ina.  Tinawagan niya sa cellphone si Raphael, nasa sasakyan sina Raphael at Toby kasama ang ilang tauhan.&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Hello&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Hello Raphael, si Miguel 'to.  Nandito na ako sa Amadesto kaya lang hindi ko makita si Mommy.  Sobrang laki ng lugar na ito.&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Okay, papunta na rin kami roon.  Tumawag nga sa amin si Sofia e.  Magkikita sila ni Isadora.  Miguel, magkasama ngayon si Sofia at si Catherine&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Ano?  Magkasama si Sofia at si Catherine?&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Hindi ko alam kung ano ang balak ng magkapatid.  Medyo masama ang kutob ko.  Miguel, kailangan mo silang mahanap.  Papunta na rin kami&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : O sige, sige!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakatutok pa rin ang baril nina Catherine at Isadora sa isa't isa.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : O sige pagbibigyan kita. (dumipa) O wala na akong baril ha.  Chance mo na para maasinta mo akong mabuti.  Sige iputok mo na Catherine, iputok mo na!&lt;br /&gt;-Galit na galit man ay hindi magawang iputok ni Catherine ang baril... sadyang hindi nya kayang pumatay ng tao.  Humahagulhol na ibinaba ni Catherine ang baril.  Kinuha ni Sofia ang baril kay Catherine&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : HAHAHAHA!  Tsk! Tsk! Napakahina! Napakahina talaga ng babaeng ito!  AKO NAMAN!&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : MA HUWAG!!! (Iniharang ang katawan kay Catherine)&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Sofia&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Ako na ngayon ha?  Tumabi ka dyan!  Baka matamaan ka Sofia, tabi dyan!&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : No 'ma.  I won't let you hurt her, she's my sister!&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : She's my sister!  Sige, magsama kayong dalawa.  Sige magkampihan kayong dalawa. Gusto nyo ng aminan?  Sige, mag-aminan tayo! Oo, si Vernon ang nagplano para patayin at i-assassinate si Enrique Torralba. Oo, ako ang pumatay kay Rolando. Pero akala nyo, alam nyo na ang lahat.  Akala nyo alam nyo na ang lahat sa akin? Hahahaha!  Hindi pa! Hindi nyo pa alam ang lahat sa akin!&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Sige, sige Isadora ILABAS MO NA LAHAT NG BAHO MO!&lt;br /&gt;Isadora :  Sige!  Gusto mong ilabas ko ha? At ipagmamalaki ko... na sa lahat ng nagawa ko, hanggang ngayon nakatakas parin ako.  Alam nyo kung ano pa ang ginawa ko?  Hindi nyo alam na AKO ang bumaril kay Estelle.  Alam nyo rin ba, na AKO Catherine ang nag-frame up sa 'yo. At higit sa lahat… ako ang nakapatay sa Lola Aura mo. Narinig mo?  Ako ang nakapatay sa LOLA MO!&lt;br /&gt;-Sandaling natulala si Catherine sa narinig mula kay Isadora, kapagkuwa'y dahan-dahang lumapit kay Isadora.  Napaurong ang kriminal na si Isadora, mahigpit pa rin ang hawak sa baril.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Hayop ka!  AHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Inagaw ni Catherine ang baril mula sa kapatid, pero hindi nya ito nakuha.  Sinugod ng galit na galit na si Catherine ang pumatay sa kanyang ama at lola.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : HEP HEP! Dyan ka lang! Papuputukin ko talaga ito. Hanggang dyan ka lang. Kahit kailan Catherine, napaka-predictable mo, asarin lang kita ng konti, lumalabas ka na. O ngayon, pwedeng pwede na kitang patayin talaga.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Hindi ako papayag 'ma! (tinutukan ng baril ang ina)&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Sofia, Sofia umalis ka dyan.  Sofia tama na!&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : (nagulat sa ginawa ng anak, napaiyak) Sofia!  Bitawan mo yang baril.  Sofia hindi mo alam ang ginagawa mo, bitawan mo ang baril.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Hayaan mo ako Sofia, hayaan mo na ako&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Sofia nanay mo ako.  Ako ang nanay mo&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Tama na ang patayan 'ma. Tama na!&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Sofia ibaba mo yang baril&lt;br /&gt;- Biglang singunggaban ni Catherine ang baril na hawak ni Isadora, at nag-agawan silang dalawa sa baril... nanaig ang lakas ni Isadora at natumba si Catherine... pinaputukan ni Isadora si Catherine subalit humarang si Sofia at ito ang natamaan sa braso.  Nagimbal si Isadora nang makitang duguan ang anak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narinig  ni Miguel ang putok ng baril at tumakbo ito sa pinanggalingan ng putok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nilapitan ni Isadora si Sofia pero hindi sya hinayaan ni Catherine na makalapit kay Sofia.  Dumating si Vernon at pilit na hinahatak si Isadora kasi darating na raw ang mg pulis.  Habang papalayo ay umiiyak na humihingi ng sorry si Isadora kay Sofia at nangakong babalikan niya ito.  Yakap-yakap ni Catherine ang duguang kapatid.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Sofia, Sofia... huwag mong iiwan ang ate.  Huwag mong iiwan si ate ha? Huwag mo akong iiwan Huhuhu! Sofia, ipangako mo sa akin.   Sofia ipangako mo yan ha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakarating na sina Raphael.  Pagpara ng sasakyan ay kaagad silang nagtakbuhan patungo sa pinanggalingan ng putok na kanila ring narinig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naramdaman ni Vernon na may mga sumusunod sa kanila ni Isadora.&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : May mga sumusunod  sa tin a.  Kailangang iligaw ko muna sila.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : O sige, doon na muna ako.  Akina muna yang pera.&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Ako na ang magtatago&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Baka onsehin mo ako&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Ano ka ba naman Vernon?   Ngayon pa ba naman tayo maglolokohan?&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : (Ibinigay ang bag) O sige ingatan  mo yan ha&lt;br /&gt;-At tumakbo sa magkahiwalay na direksyon sina Isadora at Vernon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakasalubong ng grupo nina Raphael at Toby ang duguang si Sofia na inaalalayan ng isang tauhan ni Raphael.  Kaagad na nilapitan ni Toby si Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;Tauhan : Sir, nakita namin sila sa kagubatan. Sabi ni ma'am Catherine, kailangan daw madala si Sofia sa ospital.&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Okay.  Nasaan si Catherine?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Si ate.  Hinabol nya si Mommy at Vernon.&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Okay, ako na ang bahala.  Toby, siguraduhin mo na madadala si Sofia sa ospital, okay?&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Okay kuya.&lt;br /&gt;-Iginiya na ni Toby sa sasakyan si Sofia upang madala sa ospital.  Naghiwa-hiwalay sina Raphael at mga kasamang pulis at mga tauhan para hanapin sina Vernon at Isadora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagkasalubong sina Vernon at Raphael.  Nagsuntukan ang dalawang lalaki.  Galing talaga ng Raphael ko, napatumba nya si Vernon... kinuha ni Raphael ang baril ni Vernon.   Sa pag-aakalang talagang napabagsak na ni Raphael si Vernon ay tumalikod ito para tawagan sa cellphone ang mga tauhan.  Tumayo si Vernon at pinukpok ng kahoy si Raphael... huhuhu! bagsak si Raphael ko, pinulot ni Vernon ang baril na nabitawan ni Raphael.  Itinutok ni Vernon ang baril kay Raphael.. pero narinig ni Vernon ang paparating na mga tauhan ng congressman kaya iniwanan na lang nito si Raphael... haaay salamat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nang makita ni Catherine si Isadora ay kaagad nya itong pinukpok ng kahoy sa likuran.  Hindi tinigilan ni Catherine ang pagpukpok kay Isadora... sa kakailag ni Isadora kay Catherine ay nahulog ito sa kumunoy.  Humingi ng tulong si Isadora kay Catherine.  Unti-unting lumulubog si Isadora sa kumunoy. Kumuha ng stick si Catherine para kapitan ni Isadora pero ayaw bitawan ni Isadora ang bag na naglalaman ng mga ninakaw ni Vernon kay Marko Silvestre.  Pinabibitawan na ni Catherine ang bag kay Isadora para makakapit ito sa stick na hawak, pero ayaw ni Isadora kasi hindi raw nya puedeng iwanan ang bag kay Catherine.  Iniwanan ni Catherine si Isadora upang humingi ng tulong.  Takot na takot si Isadora, ulo na lang ang nakalabas sa kumunoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haay salamat dumating na ang mga pulis at tinulungan nilang makatayo ang Raphael ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakita naman ni Miguel ang tumatakbong si Catherine.  Ipinaalam ni Catherine na nahulog ang mama ni Miguel sa kumunoy at kaagad nila itong pinuntahan.  Pagbalik nina Catherine sa kinahulugan ni Isadora ay wala na ito, umiiyak na hinanap ni Miguel ang ina.  Pasigaw na humingi ng tulong si Miguel, iniyakan nito ang pagkawala ng ina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinuntahan nina Sofia at Toby ang kumunoy na lumamon kay Isadora, may bandage sa braso ang umiiyak na si Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Hindi ko akalain na ganito matatapos ang lahat Toby.  Ang Amadesto.  Ang lupang matagal nang kinakamkam ni Mommy... iyon din pala ang mansisingil sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;Toby : I'm sorry Sofia.  I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;-Inihilig ni Toby ang ulo ng umiiyak na si Sofia sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinuntahan ni Miguel si Scarlet sa bahay nito.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Gusto mo daw akong makausap?&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Oo Miguel.  Gusto ko kasi sanang magpaalam sa iyo eh.    Gusto ko nang umalis ng Pilipinas at isasama ko si Maggie, kung okay lang sa iyo.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Saan kayo pupunta?&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Hindi ko pa alam.  Puedeng sa Canada o kaya sa Alaska.  Kung saan konti lang ang tao.  Allergic na ako sa tao eh.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : (bumuntong-hininga) Ako din.  Parang naisip ko na mas mabuting umalis na rin ako.  Wala na akong buhay dito.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Papaano si Catherine?&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Kahit anong gawin ko, hindi na mapapasaakin si Catherine.  Ganun yata talaga. Kailangan ko nang tanggapin.  Hindi ko na kayang ipilit ang sarili ko sa taong talgang ayaw na sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : (matamlay na ngumiti) Iyon din ang iniisip ko eh.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Kailan nyo balak umalis?&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Pagkatapos na ng hearing ni Catherine.  Magte-testify ako... this time para tulungan naman sya. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-9222583701959417235?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/9222583701959417235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=9222583701959417235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/9222583701959417235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/9222583701959417235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2008/11/iisa-pa-lamang-episode-76.html' title='Iisa Pa Lamang - Episode 76'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-6883012820686535432</id><published>2008-11-25T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T13:02:51.567-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iisa Pa Lamang'/><title type='text'>Iisa Pa Lamang - Episode 71</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks to my friend &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt; of Pinoy Away From Home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Torralba house, Toby and Sofia are standing as Raphael walks into the living room. "Kuya, kukunin lang ni sofia yon mga naiwan nyang gamit sa itaas, as a somewhat nervous Toby tells his older brother. Of course, as nice and understanding Raphael is he let's out a sigh first, even a little smile.. then says "Sofia, sigurado ka ba gusto mong umalis?" [Toby and Sofia look at each other] Rapheal continues to tell Sofia that she doesn't have to leave and she's welcome to stay. [Sofia begins to smile a little]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Opo kuya Raphael" Sofia says, "kawawa naman kasi si ate Louela, siya lang magisa sa apartment." [Here, Raphael's smile is just beaming at Sofia as she speaks] Sofia adds that they will be the ones to take care and run Amadesto, so they will have to go back and forth there. Raphael still smiling says "ok, but kung sakali gusto mong bumalik, the door is open for you." Sofia is always welcome sabi ni Raphael. Relaxed now, Sofia is smiling at Toby and thanking kuya Raphael for his generous offer. Raphael then asks Toby to go with Sofia upstairs to help her with her belongings, "para kunin yon damit nya." [Both Toby and Sofia leave the room] "Ok, sige" sabi ni Raphael. Still in the living room standing, Raphael picks up a magazine on the table and flips through the pages. The front door opens and in walks two of Rapael's trusted men, to inform him that the precinct has called and Catherine's transfer vehicle has been ambushed. With a look of shock and confusement, Raphael begins to ask what happened to Catherine? Raphael is then told that it looks as though Catherine knows who ambushed her because they let her escape. About to say something, Raphael stopped in thought, just shakes his head in disbelief.&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vernon brings Miguel to the place where Catherine is being held captive. There are about 4 "bad" men in a not so bright room watching over Catherine who is laying down on a leather sofa. She looks to be asleep. Immediately upon seeing Catherine, Miguel walks to her and crouches to see her condition. "Ano nangyari sa kanya" Miguel asks the 'bad' men. Because Catherine was putting up a fight, one of the men tells Miguel he put her to sleep somehow to prevent her from getting hurt any further. Angered at this explanation, Miguel starts to throw punches at the guy. Vernon intervenes and the punches stop, he even lightly pats Miguel on his back. Miguel gives his attention again to Catherine, touching her forehead and arm. As Miguel is caring for Catherine, his father tells him "dito muna kayo, hindi na kayo mahahanap ni Raphael at Marko dito." Miguel looks over at Vernon "salamat tay." [All the while, such dreadful music is playing in the background]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at the Torralba house, Toby is helping Sofia pack her things into a luggage. Sofia comments how she may have heard kuya Raphael's car leave and Toby thinks maybe his kuya had an emergency. Toby asks Sofia if everything is all packed, he wants to close the luggage but Sofia remembers she still has her toiletries in the bathroom. She leaves Toby for a second and as Toby continues to pack Sofia's hand carry luggage, he finds the missing video he's been looking for. "Bakit nandito to" loudly asking Sofia who is still in the bathroom, "tagal ko na hinahanap eto ha." "What?" answers Sofia from the bathroom. Toby takes the video and plays it, he's watching very carefully and recognizes Vernon in the video. Sofia catches Toby watching the video and has a very scared look on her face. "Si Vernon ang nasa video di ba" an angered Toby asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catherine still asleep is having dreams of her court hearing and the guilty verdict. In her dream the judge is hitting the gavel "bam bam bam" which suddenly awakens Catherine. Quickly Catherine sits up and finds herself in an unfamiliar room by herself. Catherine starts to feel her hands from behind, she now realizes she is not in handcuffs. As she looks around the room Miguel enters with a bowl of soup it looks like. "Miguel, anong ginagawa natin dito" she asks. "Ummm.. dito muna tayo titira, tinakas kita.. malaya ka na Catherine" Miguel answers. Catherine not understanding begins to pace the room. [Dreadful background music returns]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toby asks Sofia a second time if it was Vernon in the video. "Oo" swallows back Sofia. The angered Toby can't even face Sofia as he tells her how she's known for a long time but hid it from him. Sofia's voice now a bit shaky tries to explain how she wanted to let Toby know but was afraid that he'd be so mad at her. "I didn't want you to hate me" said Sofia. Raising his voice now and this time facing her.. Toby goes off saying, "Sofia hindi ako tanga!" [shakes his head] "You're not Vernon.. hindi kita sisisihin sa kahit anuman ginawa nya sa Papa ko." [Toby still looks cute angry, haha]"Pero ito.. iba yan eh, matagal mo nang alam na naghahanap ako ng clue para sa ambush ng Papa ko!" [Sofia begins to look teary eyed] "Isa yan napa importanteng lead! Pero, nilihim mo sa akin! Ha?!" [Enter the dreadful background music] Sophia desperately apologizes and tries to tell Toby that she did what she thought was right. Toby in anger can not understand this. Toby gets closer to to Sofia's face, what's right.. to protect Vernon? "Pinoprotect mo ang killer ng Papa?" Sofia crying now tries to reason with Toby that they're not sure Vernon knows anything, that he was just there at the scene, they're not sure.. "walang ibig sabihin yon." Toby can not believe what Sofia is saying, to think that "walang ibig sabihin yon" then to hide it from him, to steal the video.. "bakit.. bakit Sofia? Dahil alam mo guilty siya?" [Tears start to fall from Sofia's face] Because of that.. di ba Sofia, dahil diyan, Toby says "I think I hate you." [Toby leaves a crying Sofia]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really not knowing what is going on, a very confused Catherine is telling Miguel her situation is not good and this will not help her case. Stubborn Miguel only thinking of himself says "Catherine, hindi ako papayag na makulong ka, and hindi ako papayag na matuloy ka mawala sa buhay ko." [Drama.. cue in the dreadful background music] Catherine pacing the room knows her problem just got bigger and needs not run but face it, even if the court finds her guilty. What's important to her is that Raphael knows she's innocent. This doesn't go well with Miguel, in fact he becomes very defensive. Miguel starts to yell and do some finger pointing.. "where is the good Raphael now, Raphael left you Catherine, he turned his back on you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Miguel takes hold of Catherine and shook her, later he holds her face] "Catherine, hindi kanya mahal.. ako nandito para sa iyo, andito ako para alagaan ka, para protectahan ka, Catherine.. hindi ako papayag na may masama mangyari sa iyo, maniwala ka sa akin." [Miguel is breathing so heavy now while Catherine has a very hurt look on her face] Sill trying to convince Catherine of his love for her.. "dito ka lang, hindi kita pababayaan, maniwala ka sa akin.. dahil mahal na mahal kita." He tells her she's the first woman he's ever loved and the only one he's going to love till the end. [yawn.. sorry but um, ya zzzzzzzz, maybe it's that dreadful background music] Miguel is desperately trying if not forcing Catherine to believe in his love for her. As Miguel is holding Catherine's face, he brings her closer to him and tries to kiss her but Catherine pushes him off her. "Ano ba!" says Catherine. The two now are very angry at each other, Catherine is in tears while Miguel has a problem feeling rejected. Crying and shouting at the same time, Catherine repeats herself "tapos na tayo.. tapos na tayo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Si Raphael na ang mahal ko" cries Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foolishly Miguel replies "Ilan beses ko ba sasabihin sa iyo, hindi ako naniniwala diyan." He doesn't believe a word Catherine is saying because it's just not true to him. [Catherine can't help but just turn her back on Miguel and now seems annoyed] Miguel actually thinks Catherine is hurting him on purpose to get back at him because of their past. He's so blinded by his love for Catherine that he believes nothing else to be true. That Catherine really loves him instead of Raphael. Sabi pa ni Miguel kay Catherine "wag mo pa ipilit si Raphael." And so now their past resurfaces.. Miguel thinking it will help their situation, expresses that he was at fault in the past but also Catherine. This alarms Catherine.. "ako?!" Now she has no choice but to make Miguel see how wrong he is and that she is not at fault.. telling Miguel that he married for money just so his family can keep the hacienda. Upset and crying as well, Miguel shouts back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pinagpalit mo ko!"&lt;br /&gt;"Pinagpalit mo ko sa isang lalaki!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pinagpalit mo ko sa isang Emilio!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Catherine is more confused than ever]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isadora comes home only to be looking for Miguel, she's calling her son's name but of course Miguel is not there. Vernon comes out of the room and Isadora proceeds to tell him the news that Catherine has escaped. Isadora wants to warn Miguel because she doesn't want Catherine asking her son for help. Isadora continues to call for Miguel in the house but Vernon interrupts and tells her he's not home and that he's hiding, along with Catherine. [more background music starts to play, something not as dreadful but upbeat with motive] Isadora can't believe what she's hearing from Vernon. "Gago talaga ang anak mo, gago!" was Isadora's reaction. She can't believe her son is helping Catherine again and even more, is wondering how Vernon already knows of the news. Vernon explains that his men helped Miguel. "Eh mas gago ka pala" sabi ni Isadora kay Vernon, "bakit mo pinabayaan yon anak natin, hindi mo ba alam na lalo siya nalalagay sa peligro, sa ginawa mong yan.. ha, isa ka pang tanga!" Well because of Miguel's problems with Marko and Raphael, this had to be done Vernon said to Isadora and besides.. all the problems started with her, so if she wants to blame anyone, blame herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catherine is still hopelessly trying to understand the accusations Miguel is throwing at her. She's trying to make it clear that she never had a relationship with Emilio but here's Miguel still in denial. Miguel actually thinks that he can accuse Catherine and just drop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tapos na yon.. napatawad na kita, ang importante magkasama na tayo ngayon" sabi ni Miguel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Catherine shaking her head as though she's saying, no, no, no] Tells Miguel it's very important to her. "Importante sa akin Miguel, dahil wala akong kasalanan sa iyo, wala kaming relation ni Emilio.. wala akong kasalanan sa yo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Miguel in flashback remembers seeing the pictures of Emilio and Catherine in bed and tells her that he's seen all the pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catherine in disbelief "anong litrato?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[in tears] Miguel begins to tell Catherine how he searched for her during the time she was missing, every day he'd search, weeks and months.. people would even tell him that she'd already replaced him with another man but he wouldn't believe it, until the day came when Sofia told him she saw Catherine speaking with Isadora and accepted money from his mom, just so Catherine and Emilio can start a life together. Catherine remembers that very day and quickly corrects Miguel, that that's not what happened. She never accepted the money from Isadora, the money that was suppose to be a deal to stay away from Miguel. With so much dignity in her voice, Catherine tells Miguel again "Hindi ko tinanggap yon." Here again is Miguel questioning Catherine on where she was the whole time then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Catherine sitting on the sofa] "Nasaan ako, nasaan ako?" "Anduon ako sa Castillejos Memorial Hospital sa basement nakakulong!" reveals Catherine. [painfully crying more so now and picks up something on the sofa, throws it against the floor] Catherine explained further that Isadora locked her up there for months and all sorts of drugs were given to her, how weak she'd become and there were those days that she couldn't even remember anything. If it hadn't been for Louela, she wouldn't have been able to escape much more be alive today.. unlike my her child. [Catherine pours out more tear] Miguel is in shock once again, to find out that Catherine was pregnant at that time. Catherine tells Miguel that Isadora knew she was pregnant but she didn't care, didn't care.. "binalewala nya yon, wala siyang pakialam kahit buntis ako, patuloy parin ako tinuturukan kong ano anong gamot, hanggan sa tinakas ako ni Louela, hanggan sa.. sa nakunan ako, nakunan ako!" [flashbacks of the horrible ordeal come to mind] "Pinatay nya ang anak ko, Miguel hindi lang ako nagdusa dito, hindi lang ako nagdusa dito, pati ang anak ko, anak natin." [Catherine is crying with such hurt in her voice her words are shaky and not clear] Miguel feels and relives the pain with Catherine, he is devastated to finally know the truth. Catherine is beside herself and completely at a loss now for words, the only thing left to do is keep crying. Miguel joins Catherine, tries to control his tears and at the same time comfort Catherine. Miguel begins to try and hold Catherine's tearful face, he's unsure of what to do or say. He starts to ask for Catherine's forgiveness "patawarin mo ko, hindi ko alam, wala akong alam, wala nagsabi sa akin, maniwala ka sa akin, wala nagsabi sa akin." [Miguel can barely speak, his tears are muffling his words]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catherine continues to tell Miguel that everyone was on Isadora's side,  and that's why her case against Isadora was not believable. "Si Raphael lang ang nanindigan at nagtanggol sa akin" cried Catherine. [again Miguel reaches to touch and hold Catherine's face, but Catherine turns the other direction]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[endless tears keep falling] "Bakit hindi mo sinabi sa akin" Miguel asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[painfully crying, half screaming] Catherine grabs Miguel's  shirt "sinabi ko sa yo, sinubukan ko sabihin sa yo" [she grabs his shirt and shakes him] "Natatandaan mo ba, noon unang beses, sinubukan ko sabihin sa yo, pero hindi ka nakinig, pinagtabuyan mo ko." [Miguel continues to ask for forgiveness, cries for forgiveness while sitting on the floor, he leans forward to lay his head on Catherine's chest. Catherine cries along with him, the two comfort one another.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toby makes a surprise visit at Isadora's place and Vernon is the one that opens the gate to find him there. Vernon tells Toby that Sofia isn't there but a very serious faced Toby answers back to Vernon that it is he, he wants to speak to. Vernon looks uneasy at Toby's request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Raphael is at the police precinct to get answers on how Catherine escaped. The police tell Raphael that the transfer vehicle was blocked, a rain of bullets were fired at them and an investigation is ongoing. Raphael is wondering who were the men that took Catherine and why? What happened looks to be the work of professionals, the police tell Raphael. The police have already informed and placed an all out bulletin on Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toby is inside Isadora's place sitting down having a discussion with Vernon who is looking at himself in the mirror. Vernon is asking Toby what is it that Toby wants to talk about with him. Toby explains that he's making a tribute video about his mom and dad, so he has to interview people that know them. [Toby's voice doesn't sound too friendly] Vernon comments on what an ok idea that is but he really doesn't know his parents too well. Toby questions Vernon on this. Vernon points out that he knows Estelle plays mahjong with Isadora and his dad was a congressman but he doesn't know them personally or anyone else in his family. Toby with a look of disgust on his face then asks Vernon what does he know about his papa's death. Vernon gets a bit suspicious at this and asks what he means by his question. Toby fires back that he's taking feedback from those that know about the ambush. Vernon tells Toby he just read about the ambush in the paper. More questions is given to Vernon, if he watched it, if he saw it? But Vernon stuck to his answer. Toby then right out asks "bakit pinatay ang papa ko?" Now Vernon walks from where he was sitting to where Toby is sitting, looks down at Toby the last question was directed at him. Toby without fear answers that he thinks Vernon knows the reason because Sofia mentioned to him that Vernon is an ex con, so more than likely Vernon would know how a criminal thinks. Vernon let's Toby know that he was into smuggling not killing and knows nothing what happened to the ambush. Toby leaves a very doubtful Vernon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the hospital, Estelle's condition has not changed. A doctor and nurse check on her vitals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raphael is found napping at home by his assistant who dropped by with the monthly construction report for Amadesto Highway. Too sleepy to look at it, Raphael tells his assistant to place it on the table. The assistant offers Raphael some coffee but "hindi na, thank you" said Raphael. There is also an approval needed for an Amadesto gym, says the assistant. This suddenly gives interest to Raphael as he remembers that that was the proposal that Miguel gave to Marko Silvestre. Raphael isn't going to deal with that now because Miguel still has alot of explaining to do on why Miguel even gave that project to Marko Silvestre. "Where is Miguel anyway" asks Raphael to his assistant. According to the assistant Miguel hasn't been to work, they can't get a hold of him and no one knows where he is. Raphael is suspicious of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miguel stepped out to get 5 cans of sardines, little did he know that he'd be watching Catherine on the news in the store's tv. Catherine is a wanted criminal. Raphael is also watching the same news at home and thinking of Catherine's whereabouts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-6883012820686535432?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/6883012820686535432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=6883012820686535432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/6883012820686535432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/6883012820686535432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2008/11/iisa-pa-lamang-episode-71.html' title='Iisa Pa Lamang - Episode 71'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-8395928447601274895</id><published>2008-11-25T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T14:30:39.285-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iisa Pa Lamang'/><title type='text'>Iisa Pa Lamang - Episode 67</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Super love ko si Gabby Concepcion kaya habang nanunood ay sinusulat ko rin ang napapanuod kong eksena para puede kong balik-balikan at paulit-ulit kiligin (haaay gabbylicious talaga! hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napawalang sala si Sofia.  (Babae lahat... babae ang judge, babae ang dalawang lawyer, babae ang nagsasakdal at babae rin ang nakasakdal)&lt;br /&gt;Judge : Afer carefully studying the evidence on the matter of the case against Ms. Sofia Castillejos. I find  that the evidence presented is insufficient to merit a trial.&lt;br /&gt;Lawyer of Catherine : But your honor, the murder weapon was found in the belongings of the accused.&lt;br /&gt;Lawyer of Sofia :  (lady lawyer? nasaan yung lalaking lawyer?) My client maintained that she was framed.  Circumstantial ang ebidensya laban sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;Judge : Bilang prosecution nasa inyo ang burden to prove the defendant guilty beyond reasonable doubt, pero wala naman kayong napatunayan na motive to kill.  Kapag nakahanap na kayo ng mas malakas na ebidensya laban sa nasasakdal,  maaari ninyong pabuksan ulit ang kaso. But for now, I find the  evidence to be insufficient to support a conviction.  The case is dismissed due to lack of evidence.  Ms. Castillejos, you are free to go, for now.&lt;br /&gt;-Masaya si Sofia sa pagpapawalang sala sa kanya.  Tuwang tuwa rin sina  Miguel at Toby para kay Sofia.  Galit na galit naman si Catherine dahil napawalang sala si Sofia. &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasama na ni Miguel si Sofia pag-uwi sa bahay nila.  Naabutan nilang nagtitimpla ng juice si Isadora.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Sofia, welcome home!  O di ba sabi ko naman sa iyo magaling yung kukunin kong abugado.  Alam mo, ang ganda nitong bahay na nakuha mo.  Tapos tingnan mo inayos kong mabuti, pati yung kwarto mo nilinis ko na rin.  And binili kita ng favorite mong meryenda, ensaymada.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Don't bother 'ma, I'm not staying.&lt;br /&gt;-Hinawakan ni Miguel sa braso ang kapatid na palabas ng bahay&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Sofia&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Kuya ayoko dito.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Bakit naman?  Andidito yung lahat ng gamit mo, hinanda ko na. Yung mga favorite stuffed toys mo, yung make-up kit mo, mga damit mo... lahat.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : EH DI DADALHIN KO!  I can't stand being here.  I can't even stand to breathe the air that you do.&lt;br /&gt;-Palabas na si Sofia&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Sofia, saan ka pupunta?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Doon muna ako sa boarding house nina Jenna titira. I'll come back for my things some other day.&lt;br /&gt;-Umalis na si Sofia&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Sofia&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Miguel, huwag mo na syang pigilan&lt;br /&gt;-Tiningnan ng masama ni Miguel ang ina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galit na galit pa rin si Catherine, hanggang sa bahay ay dala niya ang galit sa pagkakawalang sala ni Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Isang kriminal na naman ang nakatakas.  PAPAANO NANGYARI YUN?  NASAAN ANG HUSTISYA?&lt;br /&gt;Louela :  NARINIG MO NAMAN ANG SINABI NG JUDGE, DI BA?  PAG NAKAHANAP NG MAS MALAKAS NA EBIDENSYA PUEDENG BUKSAN ULIT ANG KASO.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : EH PAPAANO NGA KUNG HINDI MAKAHANAP NG BAGONG EBIDSENSYA? ANONG MANGYAYARI SA ATIN?  PARA NA NAMAN SIYANG SI ESTELLE? NATAKASAN NI SOFIA LAHAT NG KRIMEN NA GINAWA NYA.  TAMA NA LOUELA! TAMA NA YUNG ISANG KRIMINAL NA NAKAPALIGID SA AKIN.  HINDI NA AKO MAKAKAPAYAG NA MERON PANG ISANG KRIMINAL NA NADYAN, PALIBOT LIBOT AT PALABOY LABOY SA PALIGID KO.&lt;br /&gt;Louela : O ANONG GAGAWIN MO?  TUTUTUKAN MO RIN NG BARIL SI SOFIA?&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Hindi.  Hindi. Hindi ako mamamatay tao.  Hindi ako katulad nila.  IYON ang pagkakamali ko.  Kahit ano pang galit ko, hindi ko kayang pumatay ng tao.&lt;br /&gt;Louela : O ano na ang plano mo?&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Hindi mo magugustuhan alamin kung ano ang plano ko.  Isa lang ang sinisiguro ko... kung nakatakas sya sa batas, hinding hindi na sya makakatakas sa akin ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakita ni Cong. Raphael Torralba ang napakagarang sasakyan na minamaneho ni Miguel Castillejos.  Lumapit si Raphael sa bagong dating na si Miguel.&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : WOW!  Galing a!  (binuksan pa ang pinto ng kotse) Brand new!  Huu bagong kotse!  Ang galante siguro ng nagbigay sa iyo nito.  Teka muna, hulaan ko ha, milyon ang halaga nito... sigurado.  Sinong nagbigay sa iyo?&lt;br /&gt;-Nagulat si Miguel sa tanong ni Raphael, hindi kaagad nakasagot&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Si Mommy!  A nanalo sya sa sugal e.  Sinwerte, nakatsamba.  Binalato lang sa akin yan.&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : A&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Sige Raphael, ipaparada ko muna ng maayos.&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : A Miguel, kailangan nating mag-usap.&lt;br /&gt;-Ipinakiusap na lang ni Miguel sa isang tauhan ni Raphael ang pagparada sa kanyang magarang sasakyan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa apartment.  Hindi mapakali si Catherine, hawak ang cellphone.  Napansin ni Louela ang kaibigan, napapa-isip.&lt;br /&gt;Louela : &lt;i&gt;Bakit kaya hindi mapakali itong bestfriend ko?  Kilala ko ito eh.  Hindi ito aakto ng ganito kung wala syang ginagawa.  Ano kaya ng ginawa nito? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang naglalakad si Sofia patungo sa boarding house ng kaibigang si Jenna, ay naramdaman niyang may lalaking nakasunod sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tila naman natauhan si Catherine, nagdial sa hawak na cellphone.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Mali itong ginagawa ko.  Dapat mapigilan ko ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patuloy pa rin ang pagsunod ng lalaki kay Sofia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Sagutin mo.  Sagutin mo ang telepono.&lt;br /&gt;-Napapaiyak sa kaba si Catherine ng hindi sumasagot ang tinatawagan nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tumakbo si Sofia, pero nadapa sya at naabutan ng lalaking humabol.  Nagpupumiglas si Sofia pero wala syang nagawa.  Dinala ng lalaki sa isang bahay si Sofia at itinali sa silya.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Kahit ho doon sa bag, may pera ho doon, madami ho.  Kung gusto nyo ibenta nyo yung  bag ko, malaki ang makukuha nyo, may alahas po.  Huwag nyo lang akong sasaktan.&lt;br /&gt;-Lumapit ang lalaki kay Sofia&lt;br /&gt;Lalaki : Hindi ko kailangan ang pera mo, at hindi ko kailangan yang mga alahas mong yan.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Anong kailangan nyo sa akin?  Anong ggawin nyo sa akin?&lt;br /&gt;Lalaki : (inilabas ang labaha)  Papatayin kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumunta sa bahay ni Catherine si Toby&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Toby, ano ang ginagawa mo dito?&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Ate Catherine, good evening!  Pero andito ba si Sofia?  Hinihintay namin sya sa bahay pero hindi sya dumating e.  Pinuntahan ko na rin sa kanila pero wala sa kanila, so inisip ko baka dito sya tumuloy.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Bakit mo naman naisip na baka dito tumuloy si Sofia?&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Kasi bukod kay Tita Isadora at kuya Miguel, ikaw na lang ang naisip kong kapamilya nya e.  Baka dito sya pumunta.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : (nairita) Anong pinagsasabi mo? Anong kapamilya?&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Akala ko nag-usap na kayo dati sa presinto&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : (naguluhan) Na ano? Tungkol saan?&lt;br /&gt;Toby : (naiiyak ang boses) Ate Catherine,  magkapatid kayo ni Sofia. Kapatid mo si Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;-Nabigla si Catherine, naalala noong pinapunta siya ni Sofia sa kulungan dahil may sasabihin daw ito sa kanya.  Naiyak si Catherine&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Ano bang pinagsasabi mo ha?  Hindi magandang biro yan ha.&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Ate Catherine hindi ako nagbibiro.   Totoo ang sinasabi ko, magkapatid kayo ni Sofia.  May pruweba syang hawak, yung DNA test nya.  Anak sya ni Mang Rolando.&lt;br /&gt;-Hindi makapaniwala si Catherine sa narinig mula kay Toby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanlaban si Sofia sa lalaki, sinipa nya ito at nagawa nyang makalag ang pagkakatali sa kanya.  Bago lumabas ay hinampas pa nya ang lalaki ng kahoy kaya nagawa nyang makatakas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umiiyak naman sa pagsisisi sa Catherine sa nagawa.  Tinatawagan ni Catherine ang lalaking inutusan nyang pumatay kay Sofia, pero hindi sinasagot ng lalaki ang tawag nya.  Nagpasya si Catherine na pumunta sa hideout, sumama sa kanya si Toby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naabutan si Sofia ng lalaki.  Dumating si Catherine at pinigilan ang lalaki.  Pinaalis ni Catherine ang lalaki at sinabing kalimutan na lang kung anuman ang kanilang napag-usapan.  Nagulat si Sofia nang malamang si Catherine pala ang nag-utos na patayin sya.  Umiiyak na umalis si Sofia pero hinabol sya ni Catherine, kapwa sila umiiyak.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Nasaktan ka ba nya?  Sofia, patawarin mo ako.  Patawarin mo ako, hindi ko alam kung ano ang nagawa ko.   Sofia... Sofia I'm sorry!  I'm sorry hindi ko sinasadya.  Kasalanan kong lahat ng ito.  Nagawa ko lang naman yun kasi, sa sobrang galit at poot ko.  Kung gusto mo akong kasuhan, naiintindihan ko.  Tatanggapin ko.  Patawarin mo lang ako Sofia.  Patawarin mo ako.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Ayoko na ng kaso Catherine.  Tama na yung isnag kaso sa isang araw.  Ayoko na ng gulo.  Gusto ko lang naman makasama yung pamilya ko eh.  Iyon lang Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Kasama ba ako doon?  Kasama ba ako dun sa pamilyang sinasabi mo?  (naguluhan si Sofia)  Alam ko na ang tungkol sa atin Sofia.   Akala ko naiwan na ako ng pamilya ko.  Akala ko wala na akong pamilya.  Pero andyan ka pa. (hinawakan si Sofia, hinaplos ang buhok at mukha) Kapatid ko!&lt;br /&gt;-Umiiyak na nagyakap ang magkapatid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sa totoo lang, parang minadali ang story. Ang bilis naman!  Pagkalaya, nabihag, nagkapatawaran at nagkaalaman na magkapatid... sa isang araw lang? - Betcha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinausap ni Raphael ang staffs nya, kasama si Miguel.&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Napag-aralan ko na lahat ng mga approved projects sa opisina natin, okay?  Gusto ko lang malaman ninyo... WALANG isang supplier ang umulit, maliban sa isa - si Marko Silvestre.   Nagtataka naman ako  kung bakit sa kanya napunta itong project  na ito - project ng highway development at ang proposed gym.  Bakit IISA lang?  Isang tao lang nabigay?&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Raphael, maganda naman yung naging proposal nila kaya sa tingin ko karapat-dapat lang na sa kanila mapunta ang proyekto.&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Kilala mo ba itong Markong ito?&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Hindi.&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : E ang ama mo kilala ba sya?&lt;br /&gt;-Pinalabas ni Raphael ang ibang tauhan, para makapag-usap sila ng sarilinan ni Miguel&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Miguel, ang ama mo kilala sya.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Anong kinalaman ng tatay ko?&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Si Vernon Sandoval ay isang ex-convict.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : E ano naman ngayon?&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Nagkataon lang na ang ama mo ay may kasong smuggling.  Napakaliit ng mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumunta si Estelle sa bahay ni Isadora.&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Nagpunta ako dito para ikongratulate ka sa paglaya ni Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Thank you!  Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : (Umupo) Teka nasaan sya?  I want to congratulate her also.  Wala ba sya? Alam ko hinahanap sya ni Toby eh.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Ahm oo nga mare eh.  Kaso alam mo, paglabas nung bata, sabik na sabik sa gimik.  Eh nag-overnight doon sa bestfriend nya, kay Jenna.  Pinayagan ko na muna para naman makapag-relax.  Saka alam mo naman ang mga kabataan ngayon, yan ang gusto di ba?  Iyon ang gustong gusto nila, yung gumigimik.&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Oo nga naman.  Kunsabagay, tama ka dyan kumadre.  Habang pinipigilan lalong nagpupumilit.   Kaya ako si Toby, pinababayaan ko na lang sa mga lakad nya.&lt;br /&gt;-Dumating si Vernon&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Isadora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa office ni Cong. Torralba&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Parang hindi ko na yata nagugustuhan ang tono nang pananalita mo Raphael. Parang gusto mong sabihin na pinagbibintangan mo kaming dalawang mag-ama.&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Sa iyo na mismo nanggaling.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Ang alin? Anong kinalaman mo sa kaso ng tatay ko? Pati ba ako ay pinapa-background check mo? Wala ka bang tiwala sa akin Raphael?&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Hindi kita pinapa-imbestigahan Miguel.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Anong kinalaman mo sa kaso ng tatay ko?&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Alam ko dahil ako ang may hawak ng kaso nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tumayo si Estelle pagkakita kay Vernon&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Aren't you going to introduce me?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Ahm si Estelle ang kumare ko.  So Vernon&lt;br /&gt;-Nagkamay sina Estelle at Vernon&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Pleased to meet you&lt;br /&gt;Estelle  : Kaanu-ano mo si Isadora?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Ahm sya&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Asawa ko sya.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Dati!  Dati ko syang asawa, tatay ni Miguel.  Pero ngayon HIWALAY na kami.&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Bakit?  Hindi pa naman annuled ang kasal natin di ba?  Sa mata ng batas at mata ng tao, kasal pa rin tayo.&lt;br /&gt;- Nag-alala si Isadora.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Vernon ako ba?  Huwag ka ngan magbiro ng ganyan.  Nakakahiya kay mareng&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : (inakbayan si Isadora)  Bakit naman ako magbibiro?  Totoo namang mag-asawa pa rin tayo di ba?  Bakit naman ako magsisinungaling?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Ahm (lumapit kay Estelle) Mare, di ba magkaibigan tayo?&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Of course!  Magbestfriends nga tayo eh.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : (tumawa) Ahm puedeng humingi ng favor?&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Ano yun mare?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Puedeng huwag mo nang sabihin kay Raphael yung tungkol sa amin ni Vernon?&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Ah yun lang pala.  Your secret is safe with me.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Thank you mare&lt;br /&gt;-Nakangiti si Vernon na nakatingin kina Estelle at Isadora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patuloy sa pag-uusapa sina Raphael at Miguel&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Ikaw ang nagpakulong sa tatay ko?&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Ako nga.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel: Matagal mo na palang alam ito e. (tumayo) Ang tagal mo nang tinatago sa akin ito.  Paano mo nagawa sa akin ito Raphael? Ang tagal kong nahiwalay sa tatay ko dahil ikaw pala ang may kagagawan. Niloko mo lang ako e!&lt;br /&gt;Raphael: HINDI KITA NILOKO Miguel! Walang kinalaman ang pagkakaibigan natin dito. LABAS ang kaso ng tatay mo sa ating dalawa.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel: E wala palang kinalaman, e bakit mo inu-ungkat ngayon?&lt;br /&gt;Raphael: Dahil napagtunton ko na ang mga bagay. Ang tatay mo ay may kasong smuggling, nagpapasok sya ng mga illegal cars sa Amadesto. Nagkataon lang din na meron kang bagong sasakyan. Iyan ba ay coincidence lang?&lt;br /&gt;Miguel: Pinagbibintangan mo ba ako?&lt;br /&gt;Raphael: Hindi pa.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel: Hindi naman pala e&lt;br /&gt;Raphael: (tumayo na rin) Miguel, magkaibigan tayo. HUWAG NA HUWAG MONG HAHAYAANG MANGYARI SA IYO ITO&lt;br /&gt;Miguel: Magkaibigan? Matagal na tayong hindi magkaibigan. Huwag mo akong pagbibintangan. Huwag mo kaming isasangkot dito ng tatay ko. Sinasabi ko sa iyo Raphael... hinding hindi mo magagawa sa akin ang ginawa mo sa tatay ko.&lt;br /&gt;-Galit na umalis si Miguel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa loob ng magara nyang sasakyan.  Naalala ni Miguel kung paano nya isinagawa ang krimen -  may pinapirmahan syang documents kay Raphael, at ng tumayo si Raphael dahil may tumawag sa cellphone nito, ay dali-daling kinuha ni Miguel ang pangseal ng documents from Cong. Torralba's office, at nilagyang ng seal ang pinapirmahang documents kay Raphael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isinama ni Catherine sa bahay ang kapatid.  Masaya silang magkatabing nakahiga sa kama habang tinitingnan ang mga bracelet nila.  Kapwa naiiyak sa kaligayahan ang magkapatid.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Ate sa tingin mo ba, masaya si itay para sa ating dalawa?&lt;br /&gt;Catherine :  Masayang, masayang, masaya.  Kaya nga nya tayo binigyan nya ng parehong bracelet eh. Kaya rin pinagtagpo nya tayo nung gabing 'yon sa restaurant, para magkasama na tayong magkapatid.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia :  Kaya pala kahit noon pa man, malapit na tayo sa isa’t isa Ate. Nasira lang ang lahat ng iyon…tumututol si Mommy sa inyo ni kuya Miguel.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Tapos na iyon. Ang importante ay magkasama na tayo. Magsisimula na tayo ng sabay... ng bago. May isang bagay pang binigay sa akin si Itay, PERA&lt;br /&gt;-Napatawa  si Catherine, tapos kinuha nya sa drawer ang itinatagong pera mula sa ama.  May nakitang papel si Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Ate, ano ito?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Sulat?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Anong sabi?&lt;br /&gt;-Magkahawak kamay na binasa nang magkapatid ang sulat ng kanilang ama.  Iyak ng iyak si Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mahal kong anak,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sumusulat ako at umaasa na balang araw makuha mo akong patawarin sa lahat ng kasalanan ko sa iyo, kahit hindi ko sinasadya, alam kong nasaktan kita. Madami akong nagawang pagkakamali, pero ang PINAKAMALAKI ay ang kasalanan ko sa iyo at sa inay mo. Mahal na mahal ko ang nanay mo Catherine. &lt;/i&gt;(Flashback : Masayang pamilya ni Catherine, magkakasama sila nina Lola Aura, nanay nya at ang tatay nya)&lt;i&gt;Huwag mo sanang pagdudahan iyon. Sobra ko syang mahal kaya handa akong gawin ang kahit na ano, makasama ko lang sya ng mahabang panahon. Pero mahirap mangyari iyon dahil sa sakit ng nanay mo at wala akong pera para pangpa-opera sa kanya. Kaya lumapit ako sa kaisa-isang taong hindi ko dapat pinagkatiwalaan,  si Isadora. Binigyan nya ako ng pera para sa operasyon ng nanay mo... sa isang kundisyon. &lt;/i&gt; (Flashback : Nakita ng walang muwang na si Catherine, ang ama at si Isadora na nagtatalik sa kamalig) &lt;i&gt;Pumayag ako alang alang sa nanay mo.  Pero nauwi sa wala ang lahat, nalaman ng mama mo ang tungkol sa amin.&lt;/i&gt;  (Flashback : Isinama nila ni Miguel ang nanay nya sa mansion, at nahuli nito ang asawa at si Isadora na nagtatalik.  Inatake sa puso ang nanay nya at namatay.) &lt;i&gt;At  ito ang naging dahilan kaya sya namatay.   Hindi ko alam kung paano ko ipapaliwanag sa iyo ang lahat... na kasalanan ko ang pagkamatay ng nanay mo. Kaya ako umalis.  Isa pang pagkakamali.&lt;/i&gt; (Flashback: Pagkatapos ng libing ng nanay nya ay umalis ang tatay nya, at naiwan sya sa pangangalaga ni Lola Aura) &lt;i&gt;Hindi dapat kita iniwan anak.  Patawarin mo ako Catherine.  Pero sa kabila ng lahat ng ito, may isang magandang bunga ang pagsasama namin ni Isadora... si SOFIA, ang iyong kapatid Catherine.&lt;/i&gt; (Flashback : Noong maliit pa si Sofia, at close silang dalawa ni Catherine) &lt;i&gt;Sana mahanap nyo ang isa’t isa, mahalin ang isa’t isa, at magkasama bilang pamilya.  Mahal na mahal ko kayong dalawa.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Itay.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mahigpit na nagyakap ang kapwa luhaan na sina Catherine at Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nag-aalala na sina Isadora at Miguel kay Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora :  Sabi nya di ba, kina Jenna lang sya?&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Kasalanan nyo naman e.  Pinabayaan nyo nga sya sa kulungan.  Natural, magtatampo sa iyo yon.  O tingnan nyo ang nangyari... naglayas.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Bakit ba sya nakalaya?  Di ba kasi kumuha ako ng magaling na abugado.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : E bakit ka nya iniiwasan? Ano ba talaga ang nangyayari sa inyong dalawa?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Wala.  Eh ganyan naman talaga ang mga bata, di ba?  Lahat isinisisi sa magulang.  Mga rebelde.&lt;br /&gt;-Nagring ang cellphone ni Miguel.  Si Sofia ang tumatawag.  Kaagad na kinuha ni Isadora kay Miguel ang phone nang marinig na si Sofia ang kausap ni Miguel.  Asar na tinanong ni Isadora kung nasaan ang kausap kasi nag-aalala na raw sila ni Miguel.  Nagulat si Isadora ng marinig mula sa kausap na nasa bahay ito ni Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaagad na pinuntahan ni Isadora si Sofia sa bahay ni Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Bakit ba ayaw mong umuwi?  Halika na uuwi na tayo.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : No 'ma.  Hindi ako sasama, dito na ako titira.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : ANO BA TALAGA ANG GUSTO MO HA? KALADKARIN PA KITA?  HALIKA NA!&lt;br /&gt;-Sumabat sa usapan si Catherine at pumagitna kina Isadora at Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : ANO BA?  AYAW NGA NYA EH.  HWAG MO SYANG PILITIN.  DITO NA SYA TITIRA.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Hoy puede ba Catherine ha, huwag mong pinipigilan yang Sofia na yan?  BAKIT GUSTO MO NA NAMANG SUSLSULAN? NAKU! KABISADONG KABISADO KO NA ANG HASANG MO, YANG MOTIBO MO.  GUSTO MO LANG KAMING SIRAIN MAG-INA EH! &lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Hindi.  Ikaw mismo ang sumira sa inyong dalawa.  KAYA PATI SARILI MONG ANAK SINUSUKA KA NA!&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Aba! Eh talaga palang hinahamon mo ako&lt;br /&gt;-Sinabunutan ni Isadora si Catherine.  Inawat nina Sofia at Louela sina Catherine at Isadora&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : BAKA NAKAKALIMUTAN MO NANDITO KA SA LOOB NG PAMAMAHAY KO.  LUMAYAS KA!!!&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : OO.  TALAGANG LALAYAS AKO DITO SA BULOK MONG BAHAY PERO ISASAMA KO ANG ANAK KO.  (hinigit si Sofia) Halika na dito!&lt;br /&gt;-Magkahawak sina Catherine at Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : HINDI AKO SASAMA MA.  DITO LANG AKO KASAMA NG KAPATID KO!&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Kapatid mo?  Sino naman ang nagsabi sa iyo nun?  ITO?  ITONG KAPATID NI LUCIFER? LUCIFITA!!! Ayan bagay ka dito sa impyerno mong bahay. Huwag kang nagpapaniwala dito sa babaeng ito ha.  Sinungaling yan.  HINDI KA DAPAT NAGPAPALOKO DYAN.  HALIKA NA! UMUWI NA TAYO!&lt;br /&gt;-Tinabig ni Catherine ang kamay ni Isadora&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : SINABI NANG AYAW NYA EH.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Hindi sya ang nagsabi sa akin 'ma.  And besides kung sino man ang nagsabi sa akin, hindi na mahalaga iyon.  DAHIL MAY PROOF AKO, DNA PROOF MA.  MAGKAPATID KAMI.  AT KAHIT I-DENY MO PA NG I-DENY, ALAM KO NA ANG TOTOO.  Hindi na magbabago isip ko 'ma.  Hindi ako sasama sa inyo.  Dito lang ako kasama ng kapatid ko.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Sige.  Pagbibigyan kita pero pagbalik ko sa oras na hindi ka pa rin sumama sa akin.  Tutuluyan ko 'tong ba na ito.   Talagang gagawin kong impyerno.  SUSUNUGIN KO KAYONG LAHAT!&lt;br /&gt;-Umalis na ang galit na galit na si Isadora.  Nakatingin sa magkayakap na magkapatid si Louela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-8395928447601274895?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/8395928447601274895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=8395928447601274895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/8395928447601274895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/8395928447601274895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2008/11/iisa-pa-lamang-episode-67.html' title='Iisa Pa Lamang - Episode 67'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-7384636358607168636</id><published>2008-11-25T02:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T13:03:34.602-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iisa Pa Lamang'/><title type='text'>Iisa Pa Lamang - Episode 66</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color:red;" &gt;Thanks to my friend &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt; of Pinoy Away From Home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet is still at the office and has just finished checking over a folder. She gives an ok response on the folder and hands it back to a company worker. Catherine now enters the room. The two look upon each other with coldness and the insults begin. Scarlet starts to give Catherine a once over on her appearance. It seems as though Catherine is all dressed and ready to go somewhere, wearing a black cocktail dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow Catherine, ibang klase, napaka social climber mo talaga ano?" Scarlet snobbishly comments. "You're going home and you even thought of the changing outfits?" [Here Catherine gives a darting look at Scarlet almost preparing herself for a good comeback reply. Catherine's very bright red lipstick gives you the feeling that a bold statement is about to come out of her mouth]&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And I must say, you look a bit over dressed to be going home to a squatters area." Scarlet added. Alam mo, sabi ni Scarlet, isa pang napansin ko ha "you were able to buy millions of stocks dito sa companyang ito pero hindi mo magawang bumili ng ibang bahay." "Napaka walang class mo talaga."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Catherine takes in the neverending insults]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Catherine replies (rolling her eyes as well), Scarlet.. hindi naman importante sa akin kong anong meron ako or kong saan ako nakatira, ang importante sa akin "ay ang makuha kong anuman ang meron ka" "Ka gaya na lang itong company, I bought the majority stocks para lang agawan sa iyo, and hindi lang yon ang kaya kong agawan sa iyo" [Catherine inches closer toward Scarlet as she speaks]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Miguel enters the room now and stands alongside Catherine.. tries to utter a word, but fails]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catherine turns to acknowledge Miguel then says, "ah at oo nga pala, kong bakit ako nakabihis ng ganito, para lang maging maganda para lang kay Miguel." (Catherine waves her one hand in the air as if it's something not out of the ordinary, then points her finger to herself) "May date kasi kami" (Catherine turns to look at Miguel then back at Scarlet) "how do I look?" says Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You look like a dirty whore who's just about to do her job" quips Scarlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Catherine just gives her dark red lipstick smile at Scarlet]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you" answers Catherine, "coming from you, I should be flattered and Miguel should be excited." [Catherine leaves Scarlet with her deliciously satisfying comment] Byeeee.. "Let's go" Catherine takes Miguel's arm and the two walk out of the room, leaving Scarlet in misery and a shot of their backside. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Isadora's house now, Estelle makes a visit and the two are sitting down having a talk. Isadora tells her friend that it's good she stopped by because she gets a bit sad, missing Sophia and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mare, hindi ako magtatagal" adds Estelle, "ah, I stopped by only because I want to pick up the handkerchief I lent to you. Do you remember? That time that you were drunk?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounding a bit on edge and nervous, Isadora replies "ah o oo of course, ahh (pretending to be thinking) why do you want it back, I already used it?" Well, it's ok said Estelle, "I will have it washed and I noticed in your place you don't have a washing machine anyway." Isadora nervously gets up and tells her friend she will look for the handkerchief. A bit loss for words, Isadora walks away and back toward Estelle "pero mare, bakit mo pa kukunin.. ang yaman yaman mo naman? I'm sure ang dami mong panyo, wag mo na kunin" said Isadora. Estelle gives the reason to Isadora that it's part of a set so it will not be complete if one handkerchief is missing and one more thing, it's a gift from her husband Enrique so there is sentimental value, especially now that he is gone. Suddenly Isadora is more unsure of what she should say to her friend but only that she will look for it and if the handkerchief can't be found will just buy her a new set of 3. "Yong 3 for 100" sabi ni Isadora kay Estelle, "ako pa mag buburda nang initials mo, ha" Estelle still sitting gives no comment and you can tell her mind is racing with suspicions. The two women just shake their heads in an unsatisfied fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In prison, Sophia is holding a rosary in hand, laying down and praying to the good Lord, "Lord, sana po magawa ng paraan ni kuya Miguel ang hiling ko, sana madala nya dito si ate Catherine, kailangan nya po malaman na wala akong gagawing masama kay Mang Rolando, hinding hindi ko magagawin yon sa tunay kong ama, kailangan malaman ni ate Catherine na kapatid ko siya." (tears are streaming down Sophia's face as she prays but she looks very hopeful)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catherine and Miguel are in the dark having a drink at the office. Catherine tries to explain to Miguel, "Miguel, pasensya ka na, etong kasi si Scarlet eh,  I want her to get jealous, kaya tuloy nagamit kita." For Miguel the matter is ok and it's been talked about already. Catherine then begins to tell Miguel the real reason why she went to dinner with him, because she has lots of questions for him, especially now that her grandmother left the hacienda to her. "Paano bang napamamalakad nang mama mo nuon sa hacienda?" Miguel tells Catherine that he'd really like to give her answers but he has something to ask of her first and hopefully she complies. Catherine is puzzled, hmmmm.. but Miguel answers quickly, it's not what you think, although he can also give in to her if he wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ano ka ba Miguel, serioso ako" says Catherine. Miguel says the same, that he's serious and that he wants her to speak to his sister. Annoyed at Miguel's request, Catherine wonders "what for?" Miguel tells Catherine he doesn't know why, while Catherine answers back, whatever the reason is she doesn't want to see or speak to Sophia "kahit kailan". Miguel starts to tell Catherine all over again that he believes his sister is innocent. Angered at this, Catherine blurts out "walang inocente sa pamilya mo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pati ako?" asks Miguel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lalo ka na!" is what Miguel got shot back at him, from Catherine who takes another sip at her drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miguel doesn't stop at trying to convince Catherine to speak to his sister, that this is the last thing he will ever ask from her. He even points out how he helped Catherine in getting the stocks of the company but Catherine doesn't take this too lightly. Naniningil daw si Miguel and she's doing a good job at ignoring Miguel's request. Miguel continues to make Catherine understand, that even just this favor to give in, that all she has to do is listen to what Sophia has to say and that there is truly something important she needs to say to Catherine. "Sige na Catherine, ano.. payag ka na ba?" Catherine finally agrees but tells Miguel to make sure she doesn't waste her time going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day there is a board meeting and Scarlet casually enters the board room, almost dancing her way in and saying how sorry she's late. Board members do not look all too pleased at Scarlet's lack of responsibility for the company. She gets a lecture from Catherine on respecting others and their time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ngayon kong hindi mo kaya ang oras ng pagtatrabaho, mag resign ka na" sabi ni Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet does her best to answer, blah blah blah.. please, don't give me a sermon is what she tells Catherine and that Catherine is no longer her mother, step mother for that matter. "Thank God for that" answers back Catherine and "Talaga!" came out of Scarlet. Then Scarlet adds, that she had a hard time getting up this morning because of morning sickness and Catherine can never know how that feels because she's not pregnant. The insults start to fly again in the room and the members at the table just look on at each other. Scarlet ends with "you know there are people and women who are just not meant to be mothers." This hits hard with Catherine because she begins to remember in flashback how she lost a child during that whole kidnapping ordeal. Well, Scarlet notices that Catherine stayed very quiet and has more to add that it must really hurt to hear the truth huh. All Catherine needed to say and address the room was that Scarlet needs to stop using her pregnancy as an excuse because even before she got pregnant, Scarlet was always late and absent. Catherine points out that Scarlet is an unfit mother and unfit to run a company. Then who should be fit asks Scarlet to Catherine, YOU? "Of course, Me" answers back Catherine. As if Catherine is saying to Scarlet, duh, we're the only ones fighting for this position and she's going to make sure that Scarlet loses. Anyway, Catherine addresses the board members to move for nominations for company President. Members begin to share their nominations and equally both Catherine and Scarlet are nominated. Both girls look at one another,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good luck bitch" says Scarlet to Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"May the best bitch win" smiles Catherine to Scarlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophia is thanking Toby for visiting her today. Toby reassures and promises Sophia that he will stand by her especially when that day of the hearing arrives. Sophia can't hide that she is very nervous but Toby reassures her again na hindi siya makukulong- not to worry, he'll do everything to help her. Sophia confides in Toby that she will speak to Catherine. Toby is alarmed at the news and is concerned that maybe Catherine will harm Sophia somehow. Sophia continues to tell Toby that she needs to speak with her and is prepared of consequences. Toby makes it clear to Sophia if she's sure of what she's about to do because he's weary of her plans. Toby tries to reason with Sophia that Catherine may harm her in anger but Sophia just stares and doesn't seem to be listening. He tells her, "ang alam nya.. ikaw ang pumatay sa tatay nya." Toby is trying to get Sophia to listen. Then all of a sudden Sophia confidently says "kailangan nya malaman ang totoo.. kailangan malaman ni Catherine na kapatid ko siya." Teary eyed, Sophia tells a shocked Toby she's not joking around and she has a DNA proof, that they're sisters. Catherine is her sister. Toby could not speak but continued to be in shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Board members are now listening to Scarlet's reasons on why she should be President of the company, for one.. that's the only thing her papa ever spoke about growing up and that one day she in turn will run Dela Rhea Foods Company for him. Scarlet comes out saying "this company is my birthright and it's always been a family corporation." (some members look on and agree) Scarlet then points out to the board that her papa treated most if not all of them like family too, where would they be if it had not been for her father, what kind of life and status would they be in and states that it's not so bad of an idea that as pay back and respect "honor my father, honor his wishes".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Vote for me, vote for me as President of Dela Rhea Foods, dahil tunay akong Dela Rhea.. blood is always thicker than canal water" Scarlet throws the insult and stands behind Catherine's chair. (board members start the applause)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Ako naman ang magtutuloy - Betcha.  Thanks M! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's Catherine's turn&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Dela Rhea Foods is indeed a family corporation. Hindi lang ho ako naging bahagi ng korporasyon na 'to, ng pamilyang ito, naging bahagi rin ako ng pamilya nyo.  Karamihan sa inyo ay nandidito na nung ako pa ang namumuno at presidente nang Dela Rhea Foods. Nakita nyo naman kung papaano ang pamamalakad at pagpapatakbo ko. At karamihan rin sa inyo ang nakaranas ng pagpapatakbo ni Scarlet. Iisa lang ang gusto kong sabihin sa inyo... sa kaninong pamumuno ba, mas lumaki ang kinita ninyo? LET THE FIGURES SPEAK FOR ITSELF.  Well, nasa sa inyo yan kung gusto ninyo na by the end of the year e ga-SINGKO lang na dibidendo na mauuwi ninyo. By all means, vote for Scarlet.  PERO kung gusto ninyo na gumanda at umunlad ang mga buhay ninyo, ako ang iboto ninyo. DAHIL SISIGURADUHIN KO, LAHAT TAYO LALANGOY SA PERA. (palakpakan ang mga board member na panig kay Catherine)  You know,  blood maybe thicker than water, pero sino naman ang may gusto ng infected blood?   Kung si Scarlet ang iboboto ninyo na tila ang dugo ay sobrang infected ng HIV virus... para nyo namang tinaningan ang korporasyon na ito. (palakpakan ulit ang mga maka-Catherine)&lt;br /&gt;-Kinakabahan si Scarlet, samantalang si Catherine ay very confident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paalis si Miguel at nakita nito ang ina na nagbabasa ng newspaper&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Hindi ka ba pupunta kay Sofia? (hindi sumagot si Isadora)  Buti pa ang ibang tao... nagpapakita ng suporta.  Samantalang sarili nyang ina&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Sino ba iyong ibang taong tinutukoy mo na nagpapakita ng suporta?&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Si Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Ano?  Ano naman ang koneksyon nya kay Sofia?  Bakit nya pupuntahan ang kapatid mo?&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Si Sofia ang humingi ng meeting kay Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Bakit daw?&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Hindi ko alam, ayaw nyang sabihin.  Sa pagkakaalam ko importante ang pag-uusapan nila.&lt;br /&gt;-Mukhang kinabahan si Isadora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Dela Rhea Foods&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Board members bago tayo magsimula, ahm gusto ko lang ipaalala sa inyo ang NAPAKA-IMPORTANTENG salita... ang LOYALTY.  Alam ko marami sa inyo, hanggang ngayon pinapahalagahan nyo parin yung pakikipag-kaibigan nyo kay Papa. Siguro naman, panahon na para ibalik natin sa kanya ngayon ang lahat ng pabor na ginawa nya para sa atin. He made you VERY, VERY RICH MEN. Kaya naman sa tingin ko, dapat ang iboboto nyo ay ang kanyang one and only daughter. Don’t let him down... ako ang iboto nyo.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine: Kilala ko si Martin, remember I was once married to him. Meron syang ISANG NAPAKAHALAGANG salita na sinabi sa akin... HARDWORK.  Binuo ni Martin Dela Rhea ang Dela Rhea Foods sa pamamagitan ng sipag at tyaga... kagaya ninyong lahat, kagaya ko. Lahat ng meron tayo ngayon pinaghirapan natin, hindi natin basta-basta na lang MINANA! Pinagtrabahuhan natin ng maayos. Ngayon, alang-alang sa alaala ni Martin, kung gusto nyo pang mapaunlad ang Dela Rhea Foods, ako ang iboto ninyo at huwag ang SPOILED BRAT nyang anak na si Scarlet.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : HOW DARE YOU Catherine, napaka-walanghiya mo talaga!&lt;br /&gt;Catherine :  Ayan!  Iyan ba ang gusto nyong mamuno nang Dela Rhea Foods? Iskandalosa... walang breeding.  Scarlet, don’t take it so personal, this is just business.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Tapusin na natin 'to. Magbotohan na tayo! Mamimili kayo, it’s either HER or ME&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Alam nyo, tama ka.   Tama ka Scarlet.  Tama si Scarlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nag-umpisa na ang botohan sa Dela Rhea Foods.  Nakatayo si Louela sa tabi ng very confident na si Catherine dela Rhea.  Nasa likuran naman ni Scarlet Castillejos si Winnie, parehong kinakabahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinuntahan ni Isadora ang anak na si Sofia sa bilangguan&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Hi anak! O ano kumusta ka? Bakit parang hindi ka naman natutuwa na nakita ako?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : (nakasimangot) Teka nga muna 'ma, bakit kayo napadpad dito?   Hindi naman ito on the way sa casino, naligaw ba kayo?  O baka naman na-bored lang kayo at wala kayong mapasyalan o wala kayong perang pag-mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : (pabulong) Huwag kang bastos ha.  Nanay mo pa rin ako.  Ngayon nga lang tayo nagkita, ganyan pa ang tabas ng dila mo.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Dapat nga kayo ang nandito eh.  Ako dapat ang bumibisita sa inyo.  Gusto mo ba yun 'ma?  Anytime puede akong magsalita pero dahil nanay pa rin kita nagtitiis ako.  Saan ka naman nakakita ng nanay na hinahayaang makulong ang anak nya?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Sige na, sige na peace na tayo.  Mayroon ka pang padeny deny na nalalaman dyan.  Eh kaya nga yung abugado natin, naghahanda ng mabuti para mapalaya ka.  Okay na yun, ha?  Teka muna, ano 'tong nababalitaan kong meron kang ibang inaasahan na dumating dito? Si Catherine ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Dela Rhea Foods&lt;br /&gt;Board member : And the final vote... is for Catherine dela Rhea!&lt;br /&gt;-Tuwang tuwa si Catherine sa pagkapanalo nya bilang presidente ng kumpanya... landslide ang pagkapanalo nya.  Nagpalakpakan ang mga board member sa kanilang bagong presidente.  Galit na galit naman si Scarlet sa pagkatalo.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : MGA WALA KAYONG UTANG NA LOOB!!!  SANA MULTUHIN KAYO NI PAPA ISA ISA.  HINDI NYO ALAM KUNG ANO ANG GINAGAWA NYO.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Hindi ka lang pala SPOILED BRAT, LOSER KA RIN!  Bastos.  Kaya umalis ka na, bago ako tumawag ng mga security para kaladkarin ka palabas&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : (naiiyak) THIS IS NOT HAPPENING.   AKIN ANG KUMPANYANG 'TO!!!&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : GET OUT Scarlet!&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Hindi pa tayo tapos Catherine. Tandaan mo...  MATUTUOS PA TAYONG DALAWA, TANDAAN MO YAN!&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Okay.  Bye! Tsupe! Alis!&lt;br /&gt;-Hindi makapaniwala na lumabas ang naiiyak sa galit na si Scarlet, kasunod si Winnie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Alam ko ang tungkol sa date nyo ni Catherine. Tungkol saan ba ang pag-uusapan nyo?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : That’s none of your business.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Ang business mo, business ko rin dahil anak kita.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Wala ka na doon 'ma, it’s personal.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Personal? O pam-pamilya? Tungkol saan ba yung pag-uusapan ninyo? Huwag na huwag ka lang magkakamali na sabihin kay Catherine ang totoo. Kahit na anong tungkol sa akin, at tungkol sa kabaliwan mong tatay mo si Rolando, okey?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Hindi kabaliwan iyon 'ma. That’s the truth, may pruweba ako.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Pag sinabi mo ang pruweba mo, maaaring mawala sa akin ang Amadesto. Kaya hindi ka pwedeng magsalita.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Dapat lang!   Dahil you don’t deserve it 'ma. Hindi naman ikaw ang tunay na may-ari ng Amadesto eh.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : O sige, kapag sinabi mo kay Catherine ang totoo, isa lang ang pwedeng maging ibig sabihin nun... kailangan ko na syang…dispatyahin.&lt;br /&gt;-Nakangiti pa ang bwesit na si Isadora.  Labis na nabigla si Sofia sa pagbabanta ng ina.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia :  Ano? Papatayin mo sya?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Why not Sofia? Kaya huwag mo akong susubukan. Tutal naman di ba, 'yan ang tingin mo sa akin? Isang halimaw. Kaya pag sinabi mo kay Catherine ang totoo, makakakita ka talaga ng totoong halimaw.&lt;br /&gt;-Habang nagsasalita si Isadora ay hinahaplos haplos pa nya ang buhok  ni Sofia at pinahid sa pamamagitan ng daliri ang luha ng anak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa office ni Cong. Torralba.  Magka-usap sina Raphael at Miguel&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Ano okey ka lang ba?&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Okay lang.  Napagod lang.  Late na kasi kami umuwi ni Catherine e.&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : (matamlay) Magkasama kayo kagabi?&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Oo.  Lumabas kami.  Pumunta kami sa Aria restaurant, okey dun a, ang ganda.  Kwentuhan ng konti tapos nagyaya syang mag-night cup, alam mo na then we had coffee, masaya!&lt;br /&gt;-Tinitingnan ni Miguel ang napakalungkot na si Raphael.  May tumawag kay Miguel sa cellphone.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : &lt;i&gt;Hello!  Catherine!  Yeah.  O tuloy ba tayo?  Great!  Okey.  O sige susunduin na kita.  Bye!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Malungkot si Raphael habang nakikipag-usap si Miguel sa cellphone kay Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Excuse me Raphael ha.  Kailangan ko nang sunduin si Catherine e. Sige!&lt;br /&gt;-Tinapik pa ni Miguel sa balikat si Raphael bago (Damang dama ko ang sakit na nararamdaman ni Raphael huhuhu!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasama ni Miguel si Catherine nang dalawin nya ang kapatid. (pareho nilang half-sister si Sofia).  Yamot si Catherine na humarap kay Sofia.  Iniwan ni Miguel ang dalawang babae para makapag-usap.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : May sasabihin ka daw sa akin?  Pinapunta mo ako dito, ano 'yon?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Kumusta ka na Catherine?&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Hindi ako nagpunta dito para makipag-kamustahan sa iyo o makipag-plastikan.  May sasabihin ka daw.  Sabihin mo na.&lt;br /&gt;-Nag-aalinlangan si Sofia na sabihin ang totoo kay Catherine.  Naalala ni Sofia ang "pagbabanta ng ina sa buhay ni Catherine".&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : (nakapa-meywang) ANO BA?  MAY SASABIHIN KA BA TALAGA O SINASAYANG MO LANG ANG ORAS KO?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Catherine...&lt;br /&gt;-Aalis na sana si Catherine pero pinigilan sya ni Sofia&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Catherine sandali!&lt;br /&gt;Catherine Ano ba?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Gusto ko lang sabihin na sorry sa nangyari kay Mang Rolando.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Sorry?  YUN LANG? Pinapunta mo ako dito para mag-sorry?  Sofia gusto ko lang malaman mo na kahit ano pa ang gawin MO, hinding hindi kita mapapatawad sa pagpatay mo sa ama ko.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Catherine hindi ko pinatay si Mang Rolando.  Maniwala ka sa akin&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : HINDI AKO NANINIWALA SA IYO.  AT SANA MABULOK KA DITO!&lt;br /&gt;-Galit na umalis si Catherine.  Umiiyak si Sofia. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-7384636358607168636?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/7384636358607168636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=7384636358607168636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/7384636358607168636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/7384636358607168636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2008/11/iisa-pa-lamang-episode-66.html' title='Iisa Pa Lamang - Episode 66'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-2300276638106070025</id><published>2008-10-11T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T14:32:01.535-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iisa Pa Lamang'/><title type='text'>Iisa Pa Lamang - Episode 65</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Super love ko si Gabby Concepcion kaya habang nanunood ay sinusulat ko rin ang napapanuod kong eksena para puede kong balik-balikan at paulit-ulit kiligin (haaay gabbylicious talaga! hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May mga press sa mansion ng mga Torralba, ini-interview si Raphael.  Nasa tabi ni Raphael ang kanyang ina.&lt;br /&gt;Lady reporter 1 : Congressman, kumusta po ang first quarter nyo bilang congressman ng Amadesto?&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Well, mabuti naman at nakapag-implement na kami ng mga changes para sa ikabubuti ng mga magsasaka at trabahador ng Amadesto.&lt;br /&gt;Lady reporter 1 : Ano naman po ang naging epekto ng kaso ni Mrs. Torralba ukol sa pagpatay kay Aura Castillejos?&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : A walang kinalaman ang mama ko roon.  Tinanggal na sya sa suspects ng mga imbestigasyon at malaya na sya.&lt;br /&gt;Lady reporter 2 : Congressman, kumusta po si Catherine?&lt;br /&gt;Reporter 1 : Ahm Sir, sa inyong palagay ano kayang nararamdaman  ni Catherine ngayon sa pagkaka-involved ng inyong mama sa pagkamatay ng inyong lola?&lt;br /&gt;Raphael :  Well, ang biktima dito ay ang kanyang lola, na nakakasiguro ako na gusto nyang ako na rin ang makahanap ng katarungan para dito. &lt;br /&gt;Reporter 1 : So sa ngayon po, sino ang mas pinaniniwalaan nyo, si Catherine o ang inyong mama?&lt;br /&gt;Reporter 2 : Sir, tuloy pa ho ba ang kasal nyo? &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reporter 1 : Totoo rin po ba na umurong kayo sa kasalan?&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Alam nyo, no comment ako rito dahil labas sa imbestigasyon ang aking personal life.&lt;br /&gt;-Napapanuod sa TV nina Catherine at Louela ang interview kay Raphael.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Ano, ganun na lang yun? NATAKASAN NA NAMAN NILA ANG MGA KASALANAN NILA.  DAHIL ANO? MAYAMAN SILA? MAKAPANGYARIHAN SILA?  Hindi ako makakapayag.  Hindi ako makakapayag, sisiguraduhin ko  magbabayad sila.  LAHAT SILA!&lt;br /&gt;Louela : Di ba Catherine, dapat hindi ka nagdedesisyon ng galit?  Parang nagpapadala ka na sa emosyon mo eh.  Huwag mong hayaang manduhan ka ng galit mo.  Kung nasaan man si Lola ngayon... sigurado ako hindi nya nagugustuhan ang mga nangyayari sa iyo ngayon.  Naaalala mo ba noon... nung gusto mong maghiganti, pinigilan ka nya.  Nasisiguro ko kung nandito pa rin sya ngayon, gagawin pa rin nya yun pipigilan ka nya ulit.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : IYON NA NGA EH, WALA NA ANG LOLA KO, WALA NA SI LOLA!  PINATAY  NILA!  WALA AKONG KASALANAN SA KANILA LOUELA, WALANG KASALANAN SI LOLA SA KANILA.  Kaya maghihiganti ako.  Sisingilin ko sila.  Sisiguraduhin ko pagbabayayaran nila lahat... ang lahat ng bigat na dinanas ko sa kanila.  Hanggang sa kahuli-hulihang hininga nila. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinalaw muli ni Miguel ang kapatid sa kulungan, may dalang pasalubong&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Pinabibigay ni Scarlet, susubukan daw nyang dumalaw sa 'yo. &lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Salamat ha.  Pakisabi na lang sa kanya, thank you.  Si Mommy?&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Wala sa bahay e.  Hindi ba pumunta dito?  Iyon ang sabi nya e.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Hindi&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Nag-away ba kayo?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : (naiiyak) Kuya, malapit na yung hearing. Natatakot talaga ako eh.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Huwag kang matakot.   Nandito lang ako.  Hindi kita pababayaan.  Gagawin ko ang lahat para patunayang inosente ka.  Sofia tibayan mo ang loob mo, malalagpasan natin ito.  Pinapangako ko sa sa iyo, ilalabas kita dito.  Maniwala ka sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May mga pulis na dumating sa office ni Cong. Torralba.&lt;br /&gt;Pulis : Cong. Torralba, magandang umaga po!&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Ako nga oo.  Magandang umaga!&lt;br /&gt;Pulis : May ini-imbestigahan po kami, illegal shipment ng  mga luxury car.  Base po sa imbestigasyon sa Amadesto po sya pumasok at lumalabas sa imbestigasyon po namin na kayo po ang pumirma  at kayo rin po ang nag-authorize para pumasok ang shipment.  Baka hindi po ninyo alam smuggled ang mga ito. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinita ni Miguel ang ina sa hindi pagdalaw kay Sofia&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Why can't you just  be there for her?  Puede ba magpaka-nanay ka naman.  Sa tuwong pupunta na lang ako doon palagi kang hinahanap  sa akin, hindi ko na alam kung ano ang sasabihin ko sa kanya.   O ano, guilty ka hindi ba? &lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Guilty?  Ako magi-guilty?  Bakit naman ako magi-guilty Miguel?&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Guilty of being a bad  mother. &lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Hoy, masyado ka naman yatang masakit magsalita.  BAD MOTHER pa ba yung kumuha ako ng magaling na abugado para mapalaya sya?  Eh hanggang ngayon nga hindi ko alam kung saan ako kukuha  ng pera para ipambayad sa abugadong yun.  Tapos sasabihin mo sa akin bad mother ako.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Hindi lang yan ang kailangan nya e.   Kailangan nya suporta natin.  Ang suporta mo&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Hindi iyon ang kailangan nya Miguel.  Ang kailangan nya ... magaling na abugado dahil yun ang susi para makalaya sya, yun yon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kausap ni Estelle sa telepono ang magiging nanay ng "apo nya kuno"&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : A Scarlet, hindi  ka raw masasamahan ni Raphael eh.  May problema kasi sa opisina.  Huwag kang mag-alala ako na lang ang sasama sa iyo sa pagpacheck-up mo.  Ah papunta ka na dito? O sige hintayin ko na lang ang pagdating mo.   Okay, bye!&lt;br /&gt;-Biglang dumating si Catherine, kasunod ang isang bodyguard ng mga Torralba.&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Catherine!  Anong ginagawa mo rito?&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : AKALA MO SIGURO NAKATAKAS KA NA ANO?  PORKE'T BA MAYAMAN KAYO AT NASA KAPANGYARIHAN?  AKALA NYO PUEDE NYONG TAKASAN ANG LAHAT NG KASALANAN MO SA AKIN?&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : ANO BANG PINAGSASABI MO? Inabswelto ako dahil hindi sapat ang ebidensya laban sa akin.  Ang korte mismo ang nagdesisyon nyan&lt;br /&gt;-Biglang kinuha ni Catherine ang baril na naka-sukbit sa beywang ng bodyguard.  Itinutok kay Estelle ang baril&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : SINUNGALING!!!  (pati ang bodyguard ay tinutukan)  Dyan ka lang!  Akala mo siguro nakaligtas ka na sa batas ano?  SIGURO NGA.  Pero sa akin, hindi ka pa rin makakaligtas.  Magbabayad ka at nandito ako ngayon para maningil!&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Catherine, wala akong kasalanan.  Maniwala ka sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Lahat kayo mga sinungaling kayo.  Sawang sawa na ako sa inyong lahat sa pagsisinungaling nyo. AMININ MONG KASALANAN MO!!!&lt;br /&gt;-(Hihi! Nabigatan yata si Catherine sa baril kaya ibinaba saglit, pero hindi pa rin naagaw ng bodyguard, engot naman ng eksenang ito, at saka wala naman sa gatilyo ng baril ang daliri ni Catherine)&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Kailanman hindi ako aamin sa kasalanang hindi ko ginawa. Patayin mo man ako, wala akong aaminin dito.   Hindi ko sinaktan si Aura Catherine.  Tinulungan ko pa nga sya.  AKO ANG NAGBIGAY SA KANYA NG MGA PAPELES PARA MABAWI NYA ANG AMADESTO. &lt;br /&gt;Catherine : BAKIT NASA KANYA ANG PANYO MO?&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : EWAN KO HINDI KO ALAM.  Maniwala ka Catherine wala akong kasalanan sa pagkamatay ng lola mo.  I swear Catherine, ni minsan hindi kami nagkaroon ng alitan ni Aura.&lt;br /&gt;-Dumating si Scarlet.  Agad na niyakap ni Estelle si Scarlet&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Hahaha! Kapag sinuwerte ka nga naman.  Pumunta lang ako dito para pumatay ng isa, may bonus pang isa.  Ano ito, two for one special?&lt;br /&gt;-Iniharang ni Estelle ang katawan kay Scarlet&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Huwag mong idadamay si Scarlet.  Huwag mong idadamay ang dinadala nya.  Wala kasalana sa iyo ang apo ko.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : (may luha sa mga mata) DAMAY DAMAY NA KAYONG LAHAT!  WALA RING KASALANAN ANG LOLA AURA KO SA INYO, PERO PINATAY MO SYA!&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Catherine, maghunos dili ka!&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Sinasabi ko na nga ba eh... NAPAKA-ITIM NG BUDHI MO!  NASA SA DUGO MO ANG PAGIGING KRIMINAL CATHERINE.  SIGE CATHERINE!  IPUTOK MO YANG BARIL MO NANG MATAPOS NG LAHAT NG ITO!&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Shut up Scarlet! &lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : BAKIT BA? BALEWALA NA RIN NAMAN AH, SIRANG SIRA NA ANG BUHAY NATING LAHAT!! ANO PANG HINIHINTAY MO? SIGE CATHERINE IPUTOK MO YANG BARIL MO NANG MAGKAMATAYAN TAYONG LAHAT.  SEE YOU IN THE HELL!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Umiiyak na ibinaba ni Catherine ang baril at tumakbo palabas.  Kinuha naman ng bodygurad ang baril na parang balewala lang.&lt;br /&gt;-Nakahinga ng maluwag ang takot na takot na si Estelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa office ni Raphael. Kinausap nya ang staffs nya, kasama si Miguel&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Mabuti na lang, napakiusapan ko ang awtoridad na gumawa tayo ng sarili nating imbestigasyon bago sila magsampa ng kaso.  (galit) Kahit na ano ang isipin ko, wala akong naaalalang pinirmahang permit para maglabas ng imported cars sa pier ng Amadesto.  (ipinakita ang isnag document) This is a genuine document... even the seal is genuine.  Wala nang iabng panggagalingan ang dokumentong ito kung hindi dito sa opisina natin.  This is either a good fake  or somebody forge my signature.  Sino ang nakakaalam nito?  Ha? Kung sinuman ang gumawa nito, hindi ko lang sisesantehin... IPAKUKULONG KO PA!  FIND OUT!&lt;br /&gt;-Galit na galit na tumayo si Raphael at umalis sa meeting.  Kinakabahan naman si Miguel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakauwi na si Raphael sa mansion nila.&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Ma, what happened? Are you okay?&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : No. I'm not okay.  That woman, that Catherine na naman. &lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Cath... Catherine na naman, WHAT ABOUT CATHERINE?&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : She almost killed mo today.  Tinutukan nya ako ng baril.  Ako pa  rin ang sinisisi nya sa pagkamatay ng lola nya.  Not only me ha, pati si Scarlet tinutukan din nya.  She endangered the life of your unborned child.  Raphael, dapat... dapat ipakaulong na yan eh.  She's crazy!&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Okay, sinaktan nya si Scarlet?&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Yes!&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Kamusta sya?&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Okay&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Ok.  Good (umupo sa couch) Good.&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Iyon lang ang sasabihin mo, okay? &lt;br /&gt;Raphael : What do you expect?  Anong gusto nyong gawin ko? GUSTO MONG IDEMANDA KO SI CATHERINE? IPAKULONG KO SYA? KASUHAN KO SYA?  MOM, THAT'S ENOUGH.  NAMATAY YUNG DADDY NYA, PINATAY YUNG LOLA NYA.  THE GIRL IS FRUSTRATED, LET'S GIVE HER A BREAK!   What she wants to do is ilabas yung galit nya.&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Eh bakit sa akin nya ibinubuhos ang galit nya?  Hindi ba't inabswelto na ako ng korte? Bakit ako pa rin ang sinisisi nya?  (naiiyak) At bakit sya pa rin ang kinakampihan mo?  I'm your mother Raphael.   Ipagtanggol mo naman ako. &lt;br /&gt;-Naantig naman ang damdamin ni Raphael sa sinabi ng ina, nilapitan niya ito at  inamo&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Ok mom, kausapin ko si Catherine. &lt;br /&gt;-Niyakap ni Raphael ang umiiyak na ina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa bahay nina Catherine at Louela, pinagagalitan ni Louela ang kaibigan&lt;br /&gt;Louela : ANO BA CATHERINE?  ANO BANG PUMASOK DYAN SA UTAK MO AT NAGAWA MO 'YON?  NABABALIW KA NA BA?&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Di ko alam.  Di ko alam  kung ano ang iniisip ko nun, nagdilim ang paningin ko.  Wala akong maramdaman, namanhid ako.  Hindi ko maramdaman yung galit o sakit.  Hindi ko talaga naiintindihan eh.  Akala ko kaya ko, akala ko kaya ko na.  Hindi pa rin pala.&lt;br /&gt;Louela : Mabuti na lang!  Eh kung nagkataon e di nakakulong ka ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Makulong na kung makukulong.  Wala naman akong tiwala sa hustisya dito eh.&lt;br /&gt;Louela : Huwag mong sasabihin yan Catherine.  Kahit ano pang sabihin mo, mali pa rin ang ginawa mo.  Hindi matatama ng isang kamalian ang isa pang mali.  Makinig ka sa akin Catherine... bantayan mo yang galit mo.  Walang magandang idudulot yan sa iyo.  Masisira ka lang.  Matuto kang lumaban ng tama... sa tamang paraan, lumugar ka.  Kilala kita eh.  Alam kung mabait kang tao.  Huwag mong hayaang kainin ka ng galit mo. Ikaw rin ang masisira.  Ikaw rin ang talo.&lt;br /&gt;-Pinahid ni Catherine ang luha at niyakap ang kaibigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naiisip ni Estelle ang nangyaring panunutok sa kanya ng baril ni Catherine at katanungan nito kung bakit nasa Lola Aura nya ang panyo ni Estelle.  Naalala niya nang minsang malasing si Isadora at matapon ang iniinom nitong alak, pinahiram niya kay Isadora ang panyo nya para ipampunas sa damit nito na natapunan ng alak.  Nagimbal si Estelle sa napagtantong pangyayari.&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : &lt;i&gt;Si Isadora, sya ang naglagay ng panyo ko sa bangkay ni Aura.  Si Isadora ang pumatay kay Aura.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinuntahan ni Raphael si Catherine sa office nito sa Dela Rhea Foods.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Nagsumbong na sa iyo ang mama mo?  Magpasalamat sya, mabuti na lang yun ang ginawa ko sa kanya. &lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Walang kasalanan ang mama, pinawalang sala ang kanyang kaso.  Mahirap bang intindihin yun Catherine?&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Papaano napapalaya ang isang kriminal?  Maliban na lang kung malakas sya sa korte... gaya mo.&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Ang totoo nyang Catherine, mahina ang ebidensya laban kay mama.  Ginagawa ko lang ang tungkulin ng isang abugado at ginagawa ko lang ang dapat gawin ng isang anak.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Ang pagtakpan ang krimen ng sarili mong ina? &lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Walang kasalanan ang mama.  Naniniwala ako sa kanya. &lt;br /&gt;Catherine : (tumayo ang lumapit sa dating katipan) At ako, hindi ka naniniwala sa akin?&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Catherine, wala ka doon nang mamatay si Lola Aura.  Hindi mo alam kung papaano sya namatay.  You cannot be judge and executioner.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Kailangan dahil makapangyarihan ang mga katapat ko.  Yung mga taong kayang kaya baliin ang katotohanan.   Hindi ka naiiba sa kanila... pinagtakpan mo ang kasalanan ng nanay mo, dinungisan mo ang pangalan mo.&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Nadungisan?  Hindi ba dahil ikaw ang unang dahilan kung bakit nadungisan ang pangalan ko? Ikaw din ang dahilan kung bakit ako natutong  baliin ang aking prinsipyo. &lt;br /&gt;-Dumating si Scarlet at nakita nito na halos magkadikit na ang mukha nina Raphael at Catherine habang nag-uusap.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Excuse me!  Am I interrupting something? (ngek!  feeling nobya ni Raphael)&lt;br /&gt;-Bumalik sa upuan niya si Catherine&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Wala.  Nandito lang ako para ipaliwanag kay Catherine kung ano ang nangyari.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : (lumapit kay Raphael) Ahh so nasabi na pala sa iyo ng mama mo kung ano ang nangyari.  Actually, ayoko na sanang sabihin sa iyo dahil ayoko na rin naman ng gulo.  Pero alam mo Raphael, dahil sa ginawa ng babaeng yan, muntik na akong makunan.  Muntik nang mawala sa akin ang baby ko.  Pasalamat ka Catherine ayaw ni Raphael ng eskandalo, kung hindi agad-agad kitang idedemanda.  Two counts of attempted murder... ay sorry three counts pala, KASAMA ang baby ko. (kumapit at inihilig ang ulo kay Raphael)  Ang baby namin ni Raphael. &lt;br /&gt;-Walang imik na umalis si Raphael, sumunod sa kanya ang hindi pa rin bumibitaw na si Scarlet.  Naiwan si Catherine na nasasaktan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasa Dela Rhea Foods si Louela at kakwentuhan nito ang umiinom ng wine na si Catherine&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Bakit parang mas dumarami ang problema ko Louela?  Parang hindi nababawasan.  Ewan ko, parang nadadagdagan pa nga eh.  Kinuha na nila ang lahat sa akin, pati pamilya ko kinuha na nila... ngayon pati si Raphael mawawala na.&lt;br /&gt;Louela : Okey lang yan Catherine.  Nandito pa naman ako eh, kahit kailan hindi kita iiwan.  Sigurado naman ako hindi naman talaga type ni Raphael si Scarlet, pinapanagutan lang nya yung magiging baby nila.   Alam mo naman yang dyowa mo... Mr. Responsible na, Mr. Dependable pa!  Para lang yun sa baby, no batteries attached.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Alam ko naman yun eh.  Pero hindi ko pa rin maialis sa sarili ko, sa puso ko na masaktan... tuwing nakikita ko silang magkasama ni Scarlet.  Para akong sinisilaban, masakit&lt;br /&gt;Louela : Sinisilaban?  Marami ka na lang nainom kaya nag-iinit ka na. (kinuha ang wine glass kay Catherine)&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Pero alam mo kung tutuusin, hindi ako dapat nagagalit o nagseselos kay Raphael at Scarlet.  Ako naman ang nakipag-break kay Raphael. Ako ang nang-iwan.  (basag ang boses) Karapatan din ni Raphael ang lumigaya... kahit hindi sa piling ko, kahit sa piling ni Scarlet. &lt;br /&gt;-Naaawang niyakap ni Loulea ang kaibigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasa likod ng mga rehas na bakal si Sofia, kausap nya ang kapatid na si Miguel.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Nakausap ko yung abugado mo.  Ang sabi nya sa akin, hindi ka na nya tatawagin sa stand para hindi ka na magsalita. &lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Kuya salamat&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Kung may iba ka pang kailangan sabihin mo lang sa akin, huwag kang mahihiya. &lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Kuya, may hihilingin sana ako sa iyo eh.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Ano iyon?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Puede bang dalhin mo dito si Catherine?  May kailangan akong sabihin sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Si Catherine, bakit?  Tungkol saan?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Basta kuya.  Gumawa ka ng paraan para pumunta sya dito.  Kailangang kailangan ko sya maka-usap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Dela Rhea Foods, busy si Catherine at mga tauhan ng kumpanya.  Dumating ang masayang si Scarlet  na may dalang ultrasound report. &lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Hi!  Gusto nyong makita?  Ito yung ultra sound ng baby namin ni Raphael. (humarap kay Catherine)  Alam mo sigurado ako, magiging sobrang cute ng baby naming dalawa.  Eh papaano, ang daddy ang gwapo gwapo at ang mommy nya walang kasing ganda.  Catherine, gusto mong makita?&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : No, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Alam mo Catherine,  sobra na akong excited para sa baby namin kasi pakiramdam ko, talagang susuportahan ito ni Raphael ng sobra sobra... aalagaan nya.  Papaano hindi lang sya good provider, isa pa syang emotionally available na lalaki.  Kanina nga pagkagaling namin sa hospital, pagkagaling namin sa check-up, dinala pa nya ako para kumain kami sa labas.  At hindi lang yan pinakain sa akin ni Raphael lahat ng pagkain na pinaglilihian ko, sweet pala sya ano?&lt;br /&gt;Catherine :  Alam mo Scarlet alam ko naman na ginagamit mo lang si Raphael para saktan ako.   Pero kung gusto mo akong saktan sige saktan mo ako, pero huwag na huwag mong gagamitin si Raphael.  Off limit sya sa away natin. &lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Napaka overprotective mo namang ex-girlfriend.  Pero alam mo kung ano yung tumatak sa akin dun?  Yung salitang EX.  Kasi  ang ibig sabihin nun wala ka ng karapatan kay Raphael.  At isa pa Catherine, bakit ko naman gagamitin si Raphael para lang saktan ka?  Raphael is single.  He's gorgeous.  At ako naman, annuled and fabulous... AND very much pregnant with his baby.  Kaya wala na akong maisip na dahilan para hindi kami magkatuluyang dalawa. &lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Hindi kayo magkakatuluyan.  Hindi ka naman mahal ni Raphael eh.  Kaya lang naman sya sumasama sa iyo dahil sa bata.  Huwag kang ilusyunada Scarlet.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Sigurado ka Catherine?   (pumunta sa likuran ni Catherine) Kasi ako, pakiramdam ko nadedevelop na sa akin si Raphael.  Papaano natikman na nya ako, syempre hindi na nya ako papakawalan, di ba?  At isa pa naisip ko, hindi naman sya magiging ganun ka-asikaso, ganun ka-protective kung wala syang feelings sa akin.  Eh pati nga IKAW, di ba sinugod ka nya para lang sa sarili kong kapakanan? &lt;br /&gt;Catherine : (humarap kay Scarlet) Sige!  Ipagpatuloy mo yang ginagawa mo... magpumilit kang akitin si Raphael.  Ako naman, aakitin ko si Miguel.  (biglang nawala ang ngiti ni Scarlet)  Well, pareho naman nating alam na hanggang ngayon ay inlove pa rin sa akin si Miguel.  Tutal, I'm single and gorgeous and Miguel is annuled and fabulous.  Wala akong nakikitang dahilan para hindi kami  magkatuluyan.  Isang tawag ko lang kay Miguel, bakit ganun para syang asong nagmamadaling pumunta sa kanyang amo?  Kayang kaya kong makuha ULIT si Miguel. (finger snap) Just like that.  Ano laban ka pa, baby? &lt;br /&gt;-Tumalikod at iniwan na ni Catherine ang nagngingitngit na si Scarlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-2300276638106070025?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/2300276638106070025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=2300276638106070025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/2300276638106070025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/2300276638106070025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2008/10/iisa-pa-lamang-episode-65.html' title='Iisa Pa Lamang - Episode 65'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-3074389032280227186</id><published>2008-10-10T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T14:31:49.293-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iisa Pa Lamang'/><title type='text'>Iisa Pa Lamang - Episode 64</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Super love ko si Gabby Concepcion kaya habang nanunood ay sinusulat ko rin ang napapanuod kong eksena para puede kong balik-balikan at paulit-ulit kiligin (haaay gabbylicious talaga! hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ipinasok na sa selda si Sofia.  Nakatingin sa kanya ang mga presong naroroon na nagsisiksikan sa maliit na kulungan.  Naiiyak si Sofia sa kanyang sinapit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napansin ni Maggie na malungkot ang kanyang ama.&lt;br /&gt;Maggie : Daddy, bakit ka malungkot?&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : May problema kasi ang Tita Sofia e.  Hindi alam ng Daddy kung paano sya makakatulong.&lt;br /&gt;-Lumapit sa kanila si Scarlet na may dalang isang malaking bag.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Kamusta si Sofia?&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : She's okay.  Trying to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : (ibinigay ang bag) Eto pinaghanda ko sya ng mga shampoo, meron ditong toothpaste, may toothbrush, mga towels, facial wash, may moisturizer na rin dyan... lahat ng kailangan nya nandyan na, pinagsama-sama  ko para naman hindi sya masyadong mahirapan doon.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel :  Salamat ha.  Dadalawin mo ba sya?&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Hindi ko pa alam Miguel eh.  Susubukan ko.  Kailangan ko kasing pumasok ngayon sa opisina, namimiligro ang position ko sa company.  Salamat dyan sa Catherine na 'yan.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Kasalanan mo din kasi, nagpabaya ka.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : (asar) Syempre kay Catherine ka na naman kakampi.  Ano pa bang bago Miguel?  Para sa iyo naman, sya lang ang nakikita mong magaling, di ba?  Sya lang ang tama para sa iyo.  And as usual, si Catherine na naman ang bida.  When will I be better than her Miguel,  kahit sa paningin mo lang?  Sa tingin ko niloloko ko lang ang sarili ko eh.  Bakit ba patuloy pa rin akong umaasa?  Hindi na ako nadala.  Bakit ba kasi nag-iisa lang si Catherine para sa iyo Miguel?   Puro ka lang Catherine Catherine Catherine, sawang sawa na ako sa pangalan nya.   Kailan ba magiging ako?  Kailan naman yung ako? &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hindi nakaimik si Miguel, mukhang naantig ang damdamin sa mga sinabi ng dating kabiyak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Binisita si Sofia ng ina at kapatid&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Kamusta ka naman dito Sofia?  Maayos ba ang trato nila sa iyo?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : I'm okay kuya.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Papaano ba naman kasi napunta sa iyo ang syringe?  Iyon ang pinakamatibay na ebidensya laban sa iyo e. &lt;br /&gt;-Kinakabahan si Isadora.  Tumingin sa ina si Sofia bago naiiyak na sinagot ang tanong ng kapatid&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Hindi ko alam kuya.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Papaanong hindi mo alam?  Bakit kasi ayaw mong magsalita sa akin?  Kailangan mong sabihin sa akin ang totoo, lahat lahat kailangan kong malaman  iyon.  Sofia, kailangan kong malaman.  Kung hindi ka magsasalita sa akin, hindi kita matutulungan. &lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Kuya&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Alam mo ba nahihirapan ako sa iyo.  Hindi ko na alam ang gagawin ko e.  Sabihin mo sa akin ang totoo, o baka naman totoo ang sinasabi nila. &lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Kuya, hindi ko pinatay si Mang Rolando.  Maniwala ka sa akin huhuhu!&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : (hinawakan ang kapatid) Naniniwala ako sa iyo.  Kaya lang nahihirapan din ako, kailangan  mong sabihin sa akin ang totoo.  Naiintindihan mo ba ako?  Gusto kitang protektahan. (kinausap ang ina) Ma, ikaw na nga ang kumausap dito, baka sakali sa iyo magsalita.  Kakausapin ko lang yung lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;-Tumayo si Miguel para puntahan ang abugado.  Lumapit si Isadora kay Sofia at pabulong na kinausap&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Anak, bakit kasi itinago mo pa yung syringe?  Dapat tinapon mo na lang yun eh. &lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Anong balak mo Mommy?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Magaling naman yung lawyer natin eh.  Basta gagawa sya ng paraan para hindi ka makulong.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Hindi kayo magsasalita? Pababayaan mo lang ako dito 'ma?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : (hinawakan ang anak) Sofia, makinig ka sa akin, hindi ka makukulong.  Pinapangako ko yan sa iyo.  Hindi ka makukulong. Okay?&lt;br /&gt;-Masaganang dumaloy ang luha ni Sofia, bunsod ng disappointment na kahit alang-alang sa kanya ay hindi magagawa ng ina na sabihin ang totoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasa loob ng opisina niya si Catherine, malungkot... nagmumuni-muni, hawak ang isang pocket calendar&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : &lt;i&gt;Kawawa ka naman Catherine.  Wala ka man lang remembrance ng pagsasama nyo ni Raphael.  (ipinakita ang harapan ng calendar, gwapo talaga ni Gabby) Tanging campaign calendar lang nya ang meron ka.  Makuha mo man ang lahat, kung wala ka naman kasama... balewala rin.  Para kang TANGA pinakawalan mo pa sya. (pumikit at inilagay ang larawan ni Raphael sa dibdib)  Pero dapat wala syang mapapala sa akin, masisira lang si Raphael kapag pinagpatuloy namin ang relasyon namin.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nakita ni Scarlet sa ganung kalagayan si Catherine... malungkot.  Mukhang may naiisip na naman na kalokohan ang "bitch" para sa "gold digger".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinutulungan ni Vernon ang kanyang mag-ina sa paglilipat ng bahay. &lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Miguel, Vernon, ano ba naman itong lugar na nakuha ni Sofia, ha?  O eh ang dumi-dumi tapos hipan mo lang ito ng isang beses parang magigiba na eh.  (hindi umiimik ang dalawang lalaki) Naku! Basta ha sa akin yung mas malaking kwarto sa taas.  Kakainis naman papaano akong mabubuhay ng ganito o.  Ang dirty dirty.&lt;br /&gt;-Umakyat na sa magiging kwarto nya si Isadora. &lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Miguel, parang hindi ka masaya sa nilipatan ninyo&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Iniisip ko si Sofia.  Walang kasalanan ang kapatid ko.&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Kung talagang  inosente sya, bakit sa kanya nahanap yung syringe na ginamit pangpatay kay Rolando?  At pagkatapos nun, ni wala syang sinabing dahilan kung bakit nahanap sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Hindi ganun ang kapatid ko.&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Miguel, ganun talaga.  Lahat ng tao may tinatago.  Lahat ng tao nagsisinungaling.  Wala ng inosente sa mundo.  Baka ayaw mo lang tanggapin dahil bunsing kapatid mo sya, pero posible rin na iba ang pinapakita nya sa iyo sa pinapakita nya sa labas ng bahay.  Maaring iba ang pagkakilala mo sa totoong pagkatao ni Sofia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasa bahay nila si Raphael, kausap nya sa telepono si Scarlet.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Hi Raphael!  How are you?&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Scarlet, ano sa tingin mo?  Puede bang huwag mo na lang akong tatawagan?  At wala na akong panahon sa iyo.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Grabe!  Ang suplado mo naman Raphael.  Hindi mo man lang ba ako kukumustahin?&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Bakit naman kita kukumustahin?  Hindi naman tayo magkaibigan.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Much more than that Raphael.  Magkakaroon na tayo ng baby, nakalimutan mo na ba?&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Hindi ko makakalimutan iyon.  Tulad nga ng sinabi ko sa iyo, paninindigan ko yang bata, seryoso ako doon.  Kahit na ano ang kailangan para sa bata, sabihin mo lang.  Tutulong ako hangga't sa makakaya ko.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Puede ba Raphael, HINDI KO KAILANGAN ANG PERA MO DAHIL MARAMI RIN AKO NUN.  Ang kailangan kong maramdaman yung suporta mo para sa anak natin.  At gusto rin yun maramdaman ng baby natin... ang suporta ng tatay nya.  Siguro naman hindi mo matitiis ang sariling mong dugo't laman.&lt;br /&gt;-Tinapos na ni Raphael ang pakikipag-usap kay Scarlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinalabas sa selda si Sofia, kasi may dalaw daw.  Nang makita ni Sofia kung sino ang dalaw nya ay babalik sana ito sa selda.  Pinigilan sya ni TOBY.&lt;br /&gt;Toby :   Sofia sandali lang.   Harapin mo naman ako.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Iyon na nga ang problema Toby.  Wala na akong mukhang ihaharap sa iyo. &lt;br /&gt;Toby : Please&lt;br /&gt;-Pinagbigyan ni Sofia ang binata, umupo sila&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Ayoko sanang makita mo ako ng ganito Toby.  Nakakahiya.&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Bakit ka nahihiya?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : I'm in jail Toby.  It can't get more humiliating than this. &lt;br /&gt;Toby : Sofia, hindi mo kailangang mahiya.  Alam ko namang hindi nila magagawa yung binibintang nila sa iyo.  (hinawakan sa kamay ang dalaga) Kilala kita, kilalang kilala kita.  Huwag kang mag-alala tutulungan kita.  Papatunayan ko sa kanilang wala kang kasalanan.  Hinding hindi ako titigil hanggang hindi ko nalilinis ang buo mong pangalan. &lt;br /&gt;-Titigan ang ex-lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasa bahay ni Isadora si Estelle&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Kumare ang hirap paniwalaan.  You know, Sofia is such a sweet girl.  Hindi ko sya maisip na masasangkot sa ganitong pangyayari.  How is she?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Naku mare, awang awa na ako doon sa anak ko.  Imagine, ang unica hija ko makukulong.  Hay, kung meron nga lang sana akong pera, e di puede ko syang piyansahan di ba?&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Magkano ba ang kailangan mo?  Baka naman puede akong mag-contribute.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Eh 500 thousand mare.  Mapapahiram mo ba ako?&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Ahm susubukan ko. Pero teka mare, hindi ba murder ang kaso nya? &lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Ahm oo, bakit?&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Kasi hindi ba murder is a non-bailable offense?  Hindi sya puedeng pyansahan.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : (nagpalusot) A mare, wala akong alam sa mga ganyan eh.  Basta itong lawyer ko hingi lang ng hingi sa akin ng pera.  Eh syempre di ba kung para sa anak mo magbibigay ka rin ng magbibigay, di ba?&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Hay yun nga eh.  Pati tuloy si Sofia nadamay ano?  Ano na bang nangyayari sa atin mare?  Noon, ako ang napagbintangan na pumatay kay Aura.  Ngayon naman si Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Pero alam mo mare, sa palagay ko ha, hindi coincidence ang  mga nangyayari.  Meron lang isang common factor at yan ay si Catherine. &lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Dahil pareho nyang kamag-anak si Aura at Rolando?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Hindi lang yun mare.  Dahil galit sya sa atin pareho.  Sigurado ako ginagamit nya ang pagkamatay ng pamilya nya para paghigantihan tayong dalawa.&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Hindin naman siguro gagawin ni Catherine yun.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Anong hindi? Eh nagawa na nya eh.  O ano ba ang ginawa nya kay Scarlet, hindi ba inagawan nya ng posisyon yung tao sa sarili nynag kumpanya?  Tapos ikaw, o napagbintangan ka naman ng kay Aura.  Tapos ngayon si Sofia.  Ay naku mare, iniisa-isa na nya tayo.    Sigurado ako, si Catherine lang talaga ang may kagagawan nito wala ng iba... si Catherine lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasa bahay nila ang mga kaibigan ni Toby at si Jenna.  Pinag-iisipan nila kung paano nila matutulungan si Sofia na makalabas ng kulungan.  Sinabi ni Toby na konektado ang  pagkamatay ni Mang Rolando sa pag-ambush sa kanyang ama na si Cong. Enrique Torralba.&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Sigurado akong iisa lang ang may pakana nyan.  Kaya pag nalaman natinkung sino ang pumatay kay Mang Rolando, malalaman na rin natin kung sino ang nagpa-ambush sa papa ko. &lt;br /&gt;Jester : Two birds with one stone&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Higit sa lahat, matutulungan na nating makalaya si Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;Jenna : Napaka- ideal lahat nyan.  Pero saan tayo magsisimula?&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Sa pinagsimulan ng lahat, sa ambush.  Nakausap ko na yung kakilala ko sa TV station, humingi na ako ng kopya sa kanya ng video file ng ambush.  Sigurado ako nandudoon lahat ng kasagutan.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasa Dela Rhea Foods si Cong. Raphael Torralba, naghihintay.  Nakita ni Catherine si Raphael.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Raphael&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Catherine&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Anong ginagawa mo dito?&lt;br /&gt;-Hindi makasagot si Raphael.  Lumapit si Scarlet&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Don't worry Catherine, hindi ikaw ang ipinunta dito ni Raphael.  Ako ang dinadalaw nya kasi mayroon kaming appointment ngayon sa doctor para sa baby naming dalawa. (umabrasyete  kay Raphael) Let's go! Bye ma'am&lt;br /&gt;-Labis na nasaktan si Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa bahay nina Isadora.  Nag-uusap naman ang pamilyang pare-parehong may illegal activities.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Sa tuwing iniisip ko yang kaso ni Sofia, lalo akong naniniwalang hindi nya kayang agawin yun.  Kilala ko ang kapatid ko. Ano ang magiging motibo nya? Kaibigan nya si Mang Rolando?&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Malay mo naman nag-away sila.  Alam mo naman yang si Rolando, makulit yan e. (huh! paano nya nalaman?) Baka napikon sa kanya si Sofia, at isa pa,  hindi mo napapansin lately na masyadong mainitin yang ulo ni Sofia bago sya inaresto?  Malay mo baka binabagabag na sya ng konsensya nya sa ginawa nya.  Alam mo kasi mahirap kalaban yang konsensya, mahirap pag yan ang umuusig sa iyo, wala ka nang takas.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Tay, naiintindihan nyo ba ang sinasabi nyo?  Kung pagdudahan nyo ang kapatid ko parang hindi nyo kilala e.  Naniniwala akong inosente sya. Ang ipinagtataka ko lang bakit ayaw nyang magsalita?  Hindi kaya meron syang pinagtatakpan? (kinabahan si Isadora)  Kailangan ko syang makausap, dadalawin ko sya.  Ma, sumabay na kayo sa akin&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Hindi na. Mauna  ka na.  Ako na lang ang bahalang magpunta doon mamaya.&lt;br /&gt;-Umalis na si Miguel&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Ano, hindi mo kayang harapin yung anak mo?  Kung sa akin man, gawin ko man yun sa anak ko... magdadalawang isip rin ako na harapin sya.  Lalo na't alam ko na wala talaga syang kasalanan at pinagtatakpan nya lang ako.  Mahihiya nga siguro ako sa balat ko.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Gagatungan mo pa talaga.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kausap ni Sofia ang kanyang abugado&lt;br /&gt;Lawyer : Malapit na ang hearing mo Sofia.  Kailangan mo nang sabihin sa akin lahat ng nalalaman mo bago ka ilagay sa stand para malaman ko kung paano kita ipagtatanggol.  Magsalita ka na.  Para matulungan kita.  Tulungan mo ang sarili mo.  Kung hindi ka pa rin magsasalita, wala akong magagawa.  Baka tuluyan ka ng makulong.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia :  (tinawag ang bantay) Sir, pasok na ako. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinuntahan  ni Estelle Torralba si Catherine sa conference room.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Anong ginagawa mo dito?&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Nagpunta ako rito para makipag-usap. Nagpunta ako rito para makiusap.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : (tumayo) Ikaw? Makikiusap? Sa tuwing nagpupunta ka, hindi simpleng PAKIKIPAG-USAP ang ginagawa mo sa akin. Kung inaakala mong mananahimik lang ako sa lahat ng ginawa mo... nagkakamali ka. Nagtitimpi lang ako dati, alang-alang kay Raphael. Pero ngayon, iba na ang sitwasyon.&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : (nagpapakumbaba) Nagpunta ako rito para makiusap na itigil mo na ang paghihiganti mo sa amin. Wala akong kasalanan sa pagkamatay ng lola mo.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : WALA KANG KASALANAN?  PINATAY MO ANG LOLA AURA KO, HINDI BA KASALANAN YUN?! Kaya ngayon, tikman mo ang paghihiganti ko. KAYONG LAHAT!&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : At pagkatapos ano? Maghihiganti rin sila? Tapos babalikan mo naman. Kailan matatapos 'to? Paano matatapos 'to? Kung hindi ka titigil ngayon, walang katapusang paghihiganti ang mangyayari. Baka pati ibang tao madadamay.  Hindi ka ba natatakot sa ginagawa mo?&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Hindi ako ang nagsimula ng lahat ng ito! Pero sisiguraduhin kong AKO ANG TATAPOS! Ilang beses nyo akong INAPI at SINAKTAN.  Hinding hindi na mauulit 'yon. Tingnan mo ako, MA'AM ESTELLE, mukha ba akong takot? Inubos nyo na ang lahat ng TAKOT sa puso ko, kaya ngayon...  tikman ninyo ang BANGIS ng paniningil ko.  Makikilala mo na ang TUNAY NA CATHERINE RAMIREZ.&lt;br /&gt;-Punong puno ng galit ang titig ni Catherine kay Estelle Torralba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-3074389032280227186?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/3074389032280227186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=3074389032280227186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/3074389032280227186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/3074389032280227186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2008/10/iisa-pa-lamang-episode-64.html' title='Iisa Pa Lamang - Episode 64'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-2482713389832963861</id><published>2008-10-10T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T14:32:20.471-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iisa Pa Lamang'/><title type='text'>Iisa Pa Lamang - Episode 63</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Super love ko si Gabby Concepcion kaya habang nanunood ay sinusulat ko rin ang napapanuod kong eksena para puede kong balik-balikan at paulit-ulit kiligin (haaay gabbylicious talaga! hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumunta sina Catherine at Miguel sa negosyanteng si Marko Silvestre na sinasabi ni Miguel na makakatulong kay Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;Marko : Nagulat naman ako sa tawag mo Miguel.  Mabuti na lang at malapit dito ang opisina ng aking assistant.  Ano ba ito, tungkol ba ito sa construction ng Amadesto highway?  On time yung schedule, hindi ka nagkamali ng pagpili sa amin&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Hindi ito tungkol sa highway.  Negosyante ka, hindi ba?&lt;br /&gt;Marko : Oo naman. May business proposal ka sa akin, ha?&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Hindi ako.  Itong kaibigan ko, si Catherine dela Rhea&lt;br /&gt;Marko : Wow!  Sino ba naman ang hindi makakakilala sa magandang si Ms. Catherine dela Rhea?  Ang fiancee ni Cong. Raphael Torralba.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Ex na po.  Hindi na ho tuloy ang kasal namin&lt;br /&gt;Marko : Ah sorry.  Sayang.  Anyway, ganun talaga ang buhay e.  Ano ba ang maipaglilingkod ko sa iyo magandang binibini?&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Kailangan ko ho ng malaking halaga.  Matutulungan nyo ba ako?&lt;br /&gt;Marko : Para saan ba?&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : May bibilhin akong negosyo, yun lang ho ang masasabi ko sa ngayon.  Pero sigurado ho akong makakabayad ako sa inyo.&lt;br /&gt;Marko : Ibig sabihin milyon ang kailangan mo.  Alam mo naman, marami dyan... magaling mangutang pero pagdating sa bayaran, well... nakakalimot&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Makakabayad po ako.  Alam ko kung saan dadalhin ang pera.  Matalino ako.  Magaling ako.  Nakapagtapos ako ng pag-aaral.  Una ako sa klase namin.   Babayaran kita, kung kinakailangang may interes gagawin ko.&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nakumbinsi ni Catherine si Marko Silvestre&lt;br /&gt;Marko : Let's have a deal&lt;br /&gt;-Nagkamay sina Catherine Dela Rhea at Marko Silvestre.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Salamat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puspusan ang ginawang paghahanda ni Catherine para sa kanyang paghihiganti.  Maraming pinag-aaralan si Catherine.  Pinuna ni Louela ang kaibigan na halos hindi na  natutulog sa kababasa.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Kailangan kong aralin itong mabuti Louela. &lt;br /&gt;Louela : Eh aral ka ng aral, ilang araw ka nang walang tulog.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Pinagkaisahanako ng mga taong ito.  Sa simula pa lang, wala silang ibang ginawa kundi ang apihin ako.  Minata nila ako.  Tinapakan nila ako. Niyurakan nila ang pagkatao ko.  Hindi sila tumigil hanggang sa maibagsak nila ako.  At kahit na noong bagsak ako, hindi pa rin  nila ako tinitigilan. (lumuluha)  Pinatay pa nila ang pamilya ko.  Nagkamali sila Louela... dapat ako na lang ang pinatay nila.  Dahil ako ngayon ang makakalaban nila. Wala akong sasantuhin.  Magbabayad sila, silang lahat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napansin ni Scarlet na maganda ang mood ni Winnie&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Parang ang ganda ganda ng mood mo  ngayon&lt;br /&gt;Winnie : Oh yes, may magandang balita ako sa iyo.  May bumili na ng stocks na binenta ng mga board members, kaya feeling ko bumalik na ang tiwala ng mga tao sa kumpanya.  Mukhang aahon na talaga ang Dela Rhea Foods. &lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Sabi ko naman sa iyo eh, the problem  will take care of itself.  Ikaw masyado kang nerbyosa (natawa si Winnie).  Sino ba yang investor natin na yan?&lt;br /&gt;Winnie : Actually hindi ko alam.  Pupunta daw sya dito para magpakilala sa iyo. &lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Dito? Sa bahay ko ha?&lt;br /&gt;Winnie : Yes, yes ako mismo ang nagbigay ng address mo doon sa secretary nya.&lt;br /&gt;-Dumating ang isang mukhang mayaman na si Catherine&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Hello Scarlet!&lt;br /&gt;-Nagulat sina Scarlet at Winnie sa pagdating ng hindi inaasahang bisita. Tiningnan mula ulo hanggang paa ni Scarlet ang dumating na  si Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Anong ginagawa mo dito?&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Nagpunta lang ako dito para batiin... kayo.  Bisitahin kayo&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Yun lang?  Okey, o eh di umalis ka na!&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Not so fast. Hindi nyo pa ba nababalitaan ang good news?  Hah, AKO ang nakabili ng Dela Rhea Foods Company (binasa ni Winnie ang hawak na mga documents) Ako ang majority owner nang kumpanya. So from now on, ako na din ang boss mo. (hindi mapaniwalaan ni Scarlet ang mga naririnig mula kay Catherine, naiiyak na si Scarlet) Kaya kung ako sa iyo, sanay sanayin mo na ang sarili mo na tinatawag akong MA'AM?  Oh before I forget, tuwing papasok ako ng opisina, gusto ko ipagtimpla mo ako ng kape, yung black... VERY BLACK. KASING PAIT NG BUHAY NA IPAPALASAP KO SA IYO!&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : (tumawa) You’re bluffing Catherine. This is impossible, wala kang pera. Paano mo mabibili ang stocks? You don’t have the means. Or unless, nagpakasal ka na naman sa isang matandang lalaking malapit ng mamatay nang hindi ko nalalaman. Once a slut... ALWAYS A SLUT!!!&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Alam mo Scarlet, ang hirap sa iyo... hindi mo kinikilala ang mga kinakalaban mo.  Ngayon, talo ka na...ikaw pa itong may ganang magmalaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinanong ni Estelle si Raphael tungkol sa kaso ni Aura Castillejos&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Raphael, ano na ang developments tungkol sa kaso ni Aura? Is there a lead sa paghahanap nila sa kung sino ang pumatay sa kanya?&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Wala pa hong development sa mga lead 'ma&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : So ang ibig bang sabihin nito, ako pa rin ang prime suspect?  Makukulong ba ako Raphael?&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Ma, hindi kayo makukulong. Ipaglalaban ko.  Maniwala ho kayo hindi ako papayag na makulong kayo.  Syanga pala 'ma, may gusto akong itanong sa inyo, ano hong ginagawa ninyo kay Lola Aura?  Bakit ho nyo sya dinalaw?&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Wala lang.  Gusto ko lang syang kumustahin. &lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Kamustahin?  Hindi nyo naman ginagawa nung araw 'yon, bakit ngayon  pa?  Naguguluhan lang ako.&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Gusto ko lang alamin kung paano nya nabawi ang Amadesto. &lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Amadesto?  Ano naman ang kinalaman ninyo sa pagbawi nya sa Amadesto?&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Ako ang may kagagawan nun.  Ako ang tumulong kay Aura para mabawi nya ang Amadesto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balikan natin ang "gold digger" at "bitch"&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Matagal rin akong nagtiis at nagtimpi sa mga KABALIWAN MO!  Pero sinubukan kong intindihin na isa ka lang babae na pinaglalaban na mabuo ang pamilya.  Naghihiganti dahil iniwan ng asawa.  Pero kahit ilang beses kong sabihin sa iyo paulit-ulit na wala na akong interes kay Miguel... na pakakasalan ko na si Raphael na talagang minahal ko, hindi mo pa rin ako tinitigilan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Binigay ninyo ang mga dokumento kay Lola Aura ng Amadesto?  Napaka-importanteng impormasyon iyon, bakit hindi ninyo sinabi sa akin?&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Dahil ayokong malaman ni Isadora yun.  Pinalabas ko na lang na ninakaw ang mga dokumento.  Pag nalaman nya ang totoo, magagalit sya sa akin... sisisihin nya ako... aawayin nya ako.  Ayokong mangyari yun, sya na lang ang natitira kong kaibigan.&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : KAIBIGAN?  Magnanakaw yung kaibigan na iyon.  Iyon ba ang gusto ninyong maging kaibigan?&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : That's not true.  Si Victor ang magnanakaw, sya ang sakim. Kinuha nya ang mana ni Aura sa kanya, sya ang nagforge ng signature ni Aura sa power of Attorney para maisanla nya ang lupa.&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Naniwala naman kayo?&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Oo. Nakita ko ang dokumento... maayos.  Walang alam si Isadora.  Si VICTOR ang may kasalanan, sya ang may kagagawan ng lahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patuloy pa rin ang "gold digger" at "bitch"&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Away ang gusto mo, kaya simula na ito nang gyera. Magtago ka na. Baka gusto mong pasabugin ko yang pagmumukha mo. ANO SCARLET? Ngayon, ilabas mo ang TAPANG MO!&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Go to hell, go to HELL!  GO TO HELL!!!&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : I’LL SEE YOU THERE! Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;-Umalis ang patuloy sa pagtawa na si Catherine.  Hindi pa rin makapaniwala si Scarlet, umiiyak.  Nag-aalala naman si Winnie para kay Scarlet.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet :  NO NO NO! Tita, Tita, NO NO NOOO! THIS IS NOT HAPPENING! NO NOOO THIS IS NOT HAPPENING TO ME! NOOO! NOOO! HOW CAN YOU LET HER DO THIS? HOW CAN YOU LET HER DO THIS, TITA? THIS IS NOT HAPPENING, THIS IS NOT TRUE! THIS IS NOT TRUE! NOOO! NOO! NOOO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medyo kalmado na si Scarlet.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet :  I hate Catherine. I hate Catherine! I HATE HER!!!&lt;br /&gt;Winnie : Shhhhh!   Scarlet, stop doing this to yourself. Isipin mo na lang ang baby mo, ha?&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : (iyak ng iyak) I hate her. I hate her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magkakasama naman ang  pamilyang may illegal activities&lt;br /&gt;Vernon :  Nakuha na pala ni Catherine yung majority shares ng Dela Rhea Foods.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Bakit gaano ba kalaki ang inutang nya kay Marko?&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Malaki.  Pero may mga nilapitan syang tao para mag-invest.  Yung mga nakilala nya noong misis pa sya ng matandang Dela Rhea.  Alam mo, ibang klase yang si Catherine ha... pailalim kung umatake, matinik... magaling dumiskarte.  Totoo nga yung sinasabi nila na kapag sinaling mo ang taong may sugat, lalong tumatapang.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Sana lang hindi maapektuhan ng galit nya ang pamamalakad nya sa kumpanya.  Nang sa ganun kumita ang kumpanya at hindi sya maipit sa utang nya kay Marko.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Sana nga hindi nya magawa yun.  Sana lalung malugi yung kumpanya.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Ma ano ba kayo?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : O bakit?&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Nagsisimula na naman kayo&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Ay naku, totoo naman a.  Bakit sa palagay mo ba ikagaganda at ikauunlad ng Dela Rhea Corporation ang sagupaan ng dalawa mong ex?  At saka isa pa para malipat naman ang atensyon ni Marko  kay Catherine.  Hindi yung palagi ako ang kinukulit nya.  Para maranasan  ni Catherine kung paano ang mabuhay ng may deadline.&lt;br /&gt;-Bumaba si Sofia&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Ah 'ma, may nakita na akong mas murang bahay para sa atin&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : (kay Isadora) Lilipat kayo?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Oo, ang mahal mahal na kasi nitong bahay.  Hindi ko na kayang hulugan.  Isa pa hindi ko na kayang magtago sa mga bangko.&lt;br /&gt;-Tawa ng tawa si Miguel&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : O ano?  E di ngayon tanggap nyo na, hindi ninyo kayang i-maintain ang ganitong klaseng lifestyle?&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : A Sofia, saang area ba yung lilipatan nyong bahay?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Oo nga saan ba?&lt;br /&gt;-Walang imik na lumabas ng bahay si Sofia. Sinundan ni Miguel ang kapatid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa labas ng bahay&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Anong problema?  Bakit binabastos mo na yata ang tatay ko? Sumusobra ka na e.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : I'm sorry kuya. Alam kong tatay mo sya  pero I just don't trust him.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Iyon na nga e.  Alam mong tatay ko sya, hindi mo man lang nirerespeto.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Hindi mo sya kilala kuya.  Hindi mo alam kung ano ang ginawa nya.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Alam mo ba kung ano ang ginagawa mo?  Sa tuwing binabastos mo sya, para mo na rin akong binabastos.  Sabihin mo sa akin, ano ba ang problema?  May gusto ka bang sabihin?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Wala syang ginawa sa akin Kuya&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Wala naman pala e.   Then what?&lt;br /&gt;-Nakatingin mula sa bintana si Vernon&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Hindi mo gustong malaman Kuya.  Believe me,  you won't want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumunta sa Dela Rhea Foods ang galit na galit na si Scarlet.  Sinisigawan nito ang mga board members ng Dela Rhea Foods.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet :  BAKIT NINYO HINAYAANG MAKUHA NI CATHERINE ANG KONTROL NG DELA RHEA FOODS?  KAYONG LAHAT,  HINDI KAYO BINABAYARAN NG MALAKI PARA ILAKO NYO ANG STOCKS KUNG KANI-KANINO LANG.  PAPAANO NANGYARI ITO HA? &lt;br /&gt;Woman : Gumamit sya ng tatlong company names.  Kaya hindi namin nalaman na yun pala ay pag-aari nya:  Pakunti-konti syang bumili para madagdagan ang kanyang shares... at sa kalaunan sya na ang may majority stock shares.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : E di dapat mas naging extensive ang company background check ninyo.  Hindi yung basta basta nambebenta.  MGA INUTIL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Anong klaseng sagot ba naman yan?  Kung meron kang gustong sabihin tungkol sa tatay ko, sabihin mo na.  Ano?  Sofia, ano?&lt;br /&gt;- May humintong police car sa tapat nila, at bumaba ang tatlong pulis&lt;br /&gt;Pulis : Nandito ba si Sofia Castillejos?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : (kinakabahan) Ahm ako ho yun.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : (hinarap ang pulis) Bakit ho?&lt;br /&gt;Pulis : Inaaresto ka namin sa pagpatay kay Mr. Rolando Ramirez. &lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Ha?!&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Teka sandali lang.  (tinawag ang ina) Ma! MA!&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Ano ang nangyayari dito, HA?  Miguel bakit?&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Pinagbibintangan nila si Sofia na pumatay kay Mang Rolando.  (hawak ang kapatid) Sandali sasama ako&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Samahan mo na Miguel.  Anak, huwag kang mag-alala, susunod ako. Kukuha ako ng abugado, huwag kang mag-alala.  Huwag kang mag-alala susunod ako.  Miguel, bantayan mo ang kapatid mo.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Ma&lt;br /&gt;-Nakamasid lang si Vernon sa mga nangyayari.  Tiningnan ni Isadora si Vernon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Dela Rhea Foods&lt;br /&gt;Board member : Authenticated ng   Securities and Exchange Commission ang lahat ng companies na gamit ni Catherine.  Legitimate ang lahat ng dealings.  Wala kaming nakitang rason para magduda.  At isa pa sa sobrang pagbaba ng market value stocks natin, of course may bibili nun.  Di ba mas maganda, may perang pumapasok sa company natin?&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : AT PERA YUN NI CATHERINE.  HINDI NYO MAN LANG NAMAMALAYAN NA MAY TAKE-OVER NANG NAGAGANAP DITO. &lt;br /&gt;Woman : Matalino lang si Catherine. Alam nya ang ins and outs ng company na ito kaya sya naging presidente ng Dela Rhea Foods.    Alam mo, kung pumapasok ka lang palagi, sana namomonitor mo ang kumpanyang ito.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : ANO GUSTO MONG PALABASIN TITA? NA MAS MAHUSAY NA PRESIDENTE SI CATHERINE KESA SA AKIN?&lt;br /&gt;-Biglang pumasok si Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Oh YES!  Good morning everyone!  Scarlet, milya-milya naman talaga ang layo ko sa iyo.  Nagdududa ka pa ba?&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Hindi mo maaagaw sa akin ang kumpanyang ito.  Sa akin ito, sa pamilya ko ito... SA AKIN ITO!&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Nakuha ko na eh.  Ako na uli ang bagong nagmamay-ari ng Dela Rhea Foods.  Ako na uli ang bagong presidente.  Ikaw naman kasi, namihasa ka sa kaka-absent mo.. ginawa mong hobby, yan tuloy malapit nang bumagsak yung kumpanya.  Nalusutan tuloy kita through the BACK DOOR. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinumpronta ni Isadora ang dating asawa na si Vernon&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Ano itong ginawa mo Vernon? ALAM KO IKAW ANG MAY PAKANA NYAN EH.  Bakit pati si Sofia dinamay mo?&lt;br /&gt;Vernon :  Ginawa ko lang ang dapat kong gawin.  Masyado na syang maraming nalalaman. Kailangan na syang turuan ng leksyon&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : ANAK KO  ANG IPINAGKANULO MO!&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Mas mabuti nang sya kaysa ako.  Kung nagpakabait lang sya sana sa akin.  E di sana nag-isip isip pa ako.&lt;br /&gt;Sinampal ni Isadora si Vernon&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Walanghiya ka!  Pati ako inahas mo.  Ang anak ko ang dinale mo.  Papaano kung makulong yun... papaano kung may masamang mangyari doon, ha?&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Hindi kita inahas.  Prinutektahan kita!  Nasa iyo naman yun kung tatanggapin mo ang proteksyon na yon o hindi.  Gusto mong iligtas yung anak mo?  Aminin mo yung kasalanan mo.  Makakalaya sya, tutal ikaw naman talaga ang pumatay kay Rolando, hindi ba?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : DAHIL INUTOS MO!  Damay ka rin.  BOBO KA TALAGA!&lt;br /&gt;-Biglang sinakal ni Vernin si Isadora&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Wala akong pakialam kung gusto mong iligtas ang sarili mo o ang anak mo.  Pwes huwag ka lang magkakamaling idamay ako o si Marko. Kung ayaw mong matagpuan ang bangkay mong lumulutang sa ilog. &lt;br /&gt;-Itinulak ng malakas ni Vernon ang babae, sa sofa tumilapon si Isadora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Dela Rhea Foods.  Naiiyak sa galit si Scarlet.  Ang board members naman ay tila masaya sa pagbabalik ni Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Eh dyan ka naman magaling eh...  back door, back stabbing, back biting.  Palibhasa, ayaw mong ipakita yang pagmumukha mo dahil nababahiran ng PUTIK!!!&lt;br /&gt;Catherine :  Bago mo pansinin ang putik sa mukha ko, tingnan mo muna yang PUSALI sa mukha mo.  Alam mo, hindi na natatakpan nang mamahalin mong pabango ang nabubulok mong pagkatao. Actually, umaalingasaw na nga eh.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet :  Hindi ako ang naaamoy mo, kung hindi ang naaagnas na katawan ng PAPA ko. Minumulto ka dahil binababoy mo ang kumpanyang binuo nya&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Kahit ano pa ang sabihin mo Scarlet, wala ka ng magagawa.  Kaya umalis-alis ka na DYAN SA TRONO KO.  Dahil nagbalik na ang TUNAY NA REYNA!&lt;br /&gt;-Umupo si Catherine at inumpisahan na ang meeting.  Lumabas ang galit na si Scarlet, sinundan sya ni Winnie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibinalita ni Raphael kay Toby ang nangyari kay Sofia&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Nabalitaan mo na ba yung nangyari kay Sofia?&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Kung anuman yung balita mo kay Sofia kuya, hindi ako interesado.  Tapos na ako sa babaeng yun.  Hindi ko na sya napapanaginipan.  Hindi ko na sya naaalala.  Hindi ko na sya naiisip.  Mas lalong hindi ko na sya pinagpapantasyahan.  Kaya kung anuman yang balita mo kuya tungkol kay Sofia, hindi ako interesado.  Past is past na.&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Okey. Kahit na sabihin ko sa iyo na inaresto sya dahil sa pagkamatay ni Mang Rolando, wala ka pang pakialam?&lt;br /&gt;- Hindi nakakibo si Toby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasa presinto na ang abugado ni Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;Lawyer : Sofia, nabasa ko yung police report.  Ayun sa kanila, ikaw lang daw ang huling taong nakakita kay Rolando Ramirez ng buhay.  Magkasama raw kayo ng mamatay sya.  Magkasama kayo sa kwarto.  Ikaw lang daw ang may oppurtunity.  Ikaw lang ang puedeng maglagay ng morphine sa dextrose nya.  Kaya ikaw ang ginagawang suspect sa pagpatay sa kanya. &lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Hindi totoo yan.  Hindi ko magagawa iyon.  Hindi ko pinatay si Mang Rolando.  Maniwala ka sa akin&lt;br /&gt;Lawyer : E bakit pabalik-balik ka sa ICU?  Parati ka raw dumadalaw sa kanya&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Walang masama dun.   Hindi naman krimen ang dumalaw eh.&lt;br /&gt;Lawyer : Ang nakakapagtaka kasi, hindi ka naman kaanu-ano ni Rolando Ramirez. &lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Kaibigan ko ho sya.  Gusto ko lang syang damayan.  Bakit ba pinagbibintangan nyo ako?  Wala ho akong kasalanan.&lt;br /&gt;Lawyer : E paano napunta sa iyo yung syringe?  Paano rin napunta sa locker mo sa school mo? Iniksamen nila ito.  May morphine doon sa syringe, meron ding DNA ni Rolando Ramirez.  E kaya ito ang ginagamit nilang proof na ito yung ginamit sa pagpatay kay Rolando Ramirez.  Paano napunta yung syringe sa iyo?  Sofia, Sofia para matulungan kita... I need your full cooperation.&lt;br /&gt;-Hindi sumasagot ang naiiyak na si Sofia.  Biglang dumating si Catherine. &lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Catherine, mabuti nandito ka.  May kailangan akong sabihin sa iyo.  May kailangan kang malaman&lt;br /&gt;-Lumapit si Catherine kay Sofia at sinampal ito&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Walanghiya ka!  PINATAY MO ANG TATAY KO! WALANGHIYA KA!&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Hindi Catherine.  Maniwala ka sa akin.  MAKINIG KA SA AKIN!  Hindi ako ang pumatay kay Mang Rolando&lt;br /&gt;-Inaawat ni Louela si Catherine&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : MGA WALANGHIYA KAYONG LAHAT!!!  DAPAT AKO NA LANG ANG PINATAY NINYO.  HINDI NYO NA DAPAT DINAMAY ANG PAMILYA KO!  KAHIT NA ANO ANG MANGYARI SA AKIN. HINDING HINDI AKO TITIGIL HANGGA'T HINDI KAYO NAGBABAYAD. BABAWIIN KO ANG LAHAT NG INUTANG NYON SA AKIN! AT KAHIT SAAN PA TAYO MAKARATING, KAHIT PA SA DULO NG IMPYERNO... SUSUNDAN KO KAYONG LAHAT!!!! TANDAAN NYO YAN, SUSUNDAN KO KAYO!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Inilayo ng lawyer si Sofia&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Dumating na ang araw ng paniningil Louela.  Iisa-isahin ko sila... SI SCARLET... SI ESTELLE... SI SOFIA... AT LALUNG LALO NA SI ISADORA.  At pag natapos na ako sa kanila.  Hinding hindi nila gugustuhing mabuhay pa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-2482713389832963861?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/2482713389832963861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=2482713389832963861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/2482713389832963861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/2482713389832963861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2008/10/iisa-pa-lamang-episode-63.html' title='Iisa Pa Lamang - Episode 63'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-9140412596029498499</id><published>2008-10-10T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T14:35:00.288-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iisa Pa Lamang'/><title type='text'>Iisa Pa Lamang - Episode 62</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Super love ko si Gabby Concepcion kaya habang nanunood ay sinusulat ko rin ang napapanuod kong eksena para puede kong balik-balikan at paulit-ulit kiligin (haaay gabbylicious talaga! hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May mga pulis na sa lugar kung saan natagpuan ang isang bangkay.  Nag-iyakan ang mga tauhan ng hacienda Amadesto nang makilala nila ang bangkay ng butihing si Aura Castillejos.  Ibinigay ng isang pulis ang nakuhang bandana kay Catherine.  Napasigaw sa sobrang galit na naramdaman si Catherine ng makita ang sinapit ng lola nya.  Labis labis ang pagdadalamhati nina Catherine at Louela sa pagkamatay ni Lola Aura.  May panyong nakalagay sa kamay ng bangkay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinuntahan ni Scarlet si Raphael&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Gawin mo na ang gusto mo Scarlet.  Wala na akong pakialam, siraan mo na ako.  Tutal wala na si Catherine, iniwan na nya ako, wala ng saysay ang lahat ng ito.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Ikaw naman masyado kang melodramatic.  Ito o (pinakita ang folder na hawak) dala ko ang retraction at sworn statement ng inspector na sinuhulan mo.  Pero malinis na ngayon ang pangalan mo, kaya lang ako muna ang magtatago nito ha.  Kailangan hindi mo babalikan si Catherine para hindi na kita kailangang kasuhan pa ulit.  Raphael, nakuhan ko na ngayon kung ano ang gusto ko... magkasing miserable na kami ni Catherine.  And from the looks of it, parang pati ikaw miserable ka na rin.  Totoo ngang sinasabi nilang lahat, misery loves company. &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Umalis ka na nga rito, baka kung ano pa ang magawa ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kausap  ni Vernon ang Boss nya.&lt;br /&gt;Boss : Naging maayos ang shipment ng cargo sa Amadesto.  Tatlumpong kotse ang naipasok at limampung motorsiklo, may bago na tayong point of entry.&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Sabi ko naman sa iyo e, okey yang si Miguel.&lt;br /&gt;Boss : Yung kotse tinanggap ba?&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Oo, tuwang tuwa sya.  Matagal din kasing nasabik sa magandang sasakyan e.  Pati yung bonus tinanggap, pinambili ng mga laruan para sa apo ko.&lt;br /&gt;Boss :  Good!  Mabuti naman kung ganun.  Gusto kong alagaan yang anak mo e... magaling magtrabaho, mapapakinabangan natin yan.  Malaking asset yan para sa negosyo natin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May mga pulis na pumunta sa bahay ni Estelle Torralba.&lt;br /&gt;Pulis : Mrs. Estelle Torralba, naparito po kami tungkol sa pagkamatay ni Gng. Aura Castillejos.&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Ah oo, nabalitaan ko nga ang nangyari sa kanya.  Mga taga Amadesto ba kayo?  Nagpunta ba kayo rito para magsolicit ng pampalibing?&lt;br /&gt;Pulis : A hindi po Mrs. Torralba, naparito po kami para anyayahan kayo  sa presinto.  May mga konting katanungan  lang po kami tungkol sa pagkamatay ni Aura Castillejos.&lt;br /&gt;- Nagulat si Estelle sa narinig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa presinto.&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Bakit nyo ako pinapunta rito?  Wala akong kinalaman sa pagkamatay ni Aura&lt;br /&gt;Pulis : May nakakita ho sa inyo na nandun kayo sa bahay ni Aura Castillejos.&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Para dalawin sya, pero wala naman sya roon.&lt;br /&gt;Pulis : (inilabas ang ebidensya na nakuha sa bangkay) Nakikilala ho ninyo ito?&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Oo, panyo ko ito.&lt;br /&gt;Pulis : Binigyan nyo ho sya ng panyo?&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Of course not!  Parte ito ng set ng handkerchiefs na may monogram ko.  Bakit ko naman sya bibigyan nyan?  Saan nyo ito nakita?&lt;br /&gt;Pulis : Sa kamay ng bangkay ni Aura Castillejos.&lt;br /&gt;Estelle :  Sa bangkay ni Aura?  Paano napunta roon?&lt;br /&gt;Pulis : Baka ho naagaw nya noong nakikipaglaban sya sa inyo.&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Walang labanang nangyari.  Are you telling me na ako ang may kagagawan ng pagkamatay ni Aura? Hindi! Hindi totoo yan.  Ni hindi ko sya nakita.&lt;br /&gt;-Dumating si Raphael&lt;br /&gt;Pulis : Magandang umaga po Congressman!&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Ma, don't say another word, unless makausap ninyo ang mga lawyers ninyo, okay?&lt;br /&gt;Pulis : Hindi pa ho kailangan ng abugado.  May mga ilang katanungan lang ho kami sa Mama nyo Congressman.&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Okay.  So hindi pa sya under arrest?&lt;br /&gt;Pulis : Hindi ho.  Pero sya ang aming prime suspect.&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Sa makatuwid puede na kaming umalis.&lt;br /&gt;-Iginiya na ni Raphael palabas ang ina.  Nakasalubong nila sina Catherine at Louela.  May poot sa mga mata si Catherine.  Hindi makatingin ng diretso si Raphael sa ex-girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : AKALA KO... HANGGANG SA SALITA LANG KAYA MO AKONG SAKTAN. AKALA KO, HANGGANG SA PAHIHIRAPAN MO LANG AKO AT PANG-AAPI ANG KAYA MONG GAWIN SA AKIN. (umiiyak) Pero hindi, SUKDULAN PALA ANG KASAMAAN MO! SABIHIN MO NGA SA AKIN, ANO BANG NAPAKALAKING KASALANAN KO SA IYO? PARA MAGAWA MO ANG LAHAT NG ITO SA AKIN? ANONG KASALANAN SA 'YO NG LOLA KO PARA PATAYIN MO SYA?&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Catherine, wala akong kinalaman sa pagkamatay ng lola mo. Maniwala ka sa akin, hindi ko magagawa 'yon.&lt;br /&gt;-Paalis na ang grupo ni Estelle, pero nagpatuloy sa pagsasalita ang umiiyak na si Catherine&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : SINUNGALING KA! Alam kong ayaw mo sa akin.  Alam kong kinamumuhian mo ako.  BAKIT MO IBINUBUNTON ANG LAHAT NG GALIT MO SA AKIN SA LOLA KO? HINIWALAYAN KO NA NGA SI RAPHAEL, ANO PANG GUSTO MO!&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Catherine, CATHERINE TAMA NA! Circumstancial lang ang lahat nang ebidensya nila laban kay Mama. Hindi pa natin alam kung SYA NGA ANG MAY SALA&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : WALA AKONG PAKIALAM SA EBIDENSYA.  ANG ALAM KO, SYA ANG PUMATAY SA LOLA AURA KO!&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : (nagpapakahinahon) Catherine, alam kong masakit... pero may tamang lugar para dito.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Masakit? Hindi mo alam kung gaano kasakit ang pinagdaanan ko sa inyong lahaaat.   Bakit? (ay pansin ko, bagong gupit si Gabby) Bakit nyo ba ako gustong saktan? Bakit nyo ako ginaganito? KINUHA NYO NA ANG LAHAT... WALA NG NATIRA SA AKIN. Wala ng natira sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;-Inakay palayo ni Louela ang humahagulhol na si Catherine.  Naaawa pero walang magawa si Raphael para sa babaeng pinakaiibig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naglalaro ang mag-amang Miguel at Maggie, lumapit sa kanila si Scarlet&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Di ba ikaw ang presidente ng Dela Rhea Foods?&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Oo bakit?&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Mas madalas pa kitang makita sa bahay kaysa sa opisina a.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Eh kung sa ayaw kong pumasok eh, anong pakialam mo?  Masama ang pakiramdam ko a&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Ano bang sakit mo?&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Wow! Concerned ka? Parang masyado na yatang late para magpanggap kang mabuting kang asawa Miguel.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Scarlet, nagtatanong ako sa iyo ng maayos.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Fine.  Wala akong sakit&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Bakit parang namumutla ka at parang hihimatayin ka na?&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : If you must know, BUNTIS AKO!&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : (nabigla) Kanino?&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Kapag ba sinabi kong sa iyo, magbabago ba yang isip mo?  Babalikan mo ba ako?&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Ngayon pang annuled na ako?  Scarlet naman, hinding hindi mo na ako makukuha, kahit ilang beses ka pang mabuntis.  Tama ng isang beses akong nakasal sa iyo.&lt;br /&gt;-Nangingilid ang luha ni Scarlet sa kanyang mga mata.  Nagpaalam na si Miguel sa anak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Binuksan ni Sofia ang pintuan, si Vernon ang nakita nya&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Sofia&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Wala dito so Mommy, at kung si Kuya naman ang sadya mo, wala rin sya dito.  Kaya umalis ka na!  You have no business here.&lt;br /&gt;-Isasara na sana ni Sofia ang pintuan pero napigilan ni Vernon&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Sandali lang!  Bakit ba galit na galit ka sa akin?  Ano bang nagawa ko sa iyo PARA BASTUSIN MO AKO, HA?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Wala naman.  But personally, I DON'T LIKE MURDERERS!&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Smuggling ang kaso ko kaya ako nakulong, hindi murder.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : I'm not talking about that.  Si Tito Enrique ang tinutukoy ko.  (nabigla si Vernon)  Alam kong ikaw ang may pakana ng ambush, at alam ko rin na kayo ni Mommy ang pumatay kay Mang Rolando dahil witness sya sa pagpatay mo.  Alam ko ang lahat, at alam mo na rin kung bakit hindi kita gusto.&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : (lumapit sa dalaga) &lt;b&gt;Mag-iingat ka Sofia, ang mga taong maraming nalalaman... namamatay ng maaga. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Tinatakot mo ba ako?  Huwag kang mag-alala at wala pa akong sinasabihan.  Mahal ko si Mommy at ayoko syang makulong.&lt;br /&gt;-Tinalikuran na ni Sofia ang nag-iisip na si Vernon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasa bahay ni Scarlet si Winnie&lt;br /&gt;Winnie :  Marami ng board members natin ang nawala, ibenenta na nila ang stocks nila.  Nawalan na sila ng confidence sa Dela Rhea Foods, napabayaan na daw ito.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : (iritado) Eh bakit ba?  Hayaan mo lang sila, kumikita pa naman ang kumpanya, di ba?&lt;br /&gt;Winnie : Oo Scarlet, pero hindi na katulad ng dati, matumal na ang sales.   Napapabayaan na daw.  Papaano nawalan na sila ng confidence, hindi ka nakikitang pumapasok.  Sige ka, pag hindi ka pa  bumalik baka  tuluyan nang magka take-over nyan.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Tita, masama talaga ang pakiramdam ko.  Hindi ko alam kung bakit ganito, parang mabigat ang katawan ko.  Ibang klaseng pregnancy ang nararamdaman ko.&lt;br /&gt;Winnie : Okay, fine Scarlet.  I'll do everything I can to keep this company a float.  Pero puede ba, pag bumuti-buti yang pakiramdam mo pumasok ka na ha.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Yes Tita.&lt;br /&gt;Winnie : Pagaling ka na ha, bumabagsak na ang Dela Rhea Foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinalaw ni Isadora si Estelle Torralba&lt;br /&gt;Isadora  : Grabe ano mare?  Minsan ka lang masangkot sa intriga, sobrang juicy pa.&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : (seryoso) Sa tingin mo nakakatawa ito?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : I'm sorry mare.  Nagbibiro lang naman ako eh.  Gusto lang naman kitang ngumiti.  Pero mabuti na lang nalusutan mo ano.  Iba na rin kung ang anak mo Congressman&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Wala akong kasalanan Isadora.  Kilala mo ako.  Hindi ko magagawa ang pumatay.  At ano naman ang dahilan para gustohin kong patayin si Aura?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Aba malay ko.  Pero di ba hindi mo naman sya gusto as balae?  So... hindi ko alam&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Seryoso 'to Isadora.  I believe I'm being framed up&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Talaga?  Eh sino naman kaya ang puedeng gumawa nun?&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Hindi ko alam.  Pero oras na nalaman ko kung sino sya, &lt;b&gt;magbabayad sya ng mahal&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-Kinabahan si Isadora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inilibing na si Lola Aura.  Nakidalamhati kina Catherine at Louela ang mga tauhan sa hacienda.  Hawak hawak ni Catherine ang bandana ni Lola Aura.  Madamdaming naalala ni Catherine ang mga pinagsamahan nila ng kanyang Lola Aura mula noong bata pa sya - masasaya at malulungkot.  Noong namatay ang kanyang ina... pinakidnap sya ni Isadora... pinagtabuyan sila ni Isadora sa kanilang sariling bahay... ang muli nilang pagbangon sa Maynila kasama si Louela... noong muli syang nabigo at tinanggap ng buong puso ng kanyang Lola Aura... at ang pagdating ng hustisya, na kay Lola Aura ang hacienda Amadesto.  Labis labis ang poot na nararamdaman ni Catherine sa sinapit ng kanyang pinakamamahal na Lola Aura... ang taong tanging gumabay sa kanyang paglaki, at kasama sa lahat ng kabiguang dinanas sa buhay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napaluha si Sofia nang mabasa ang resulta ng DNA test na isinagawa mula sa dugo ni Mang Rolando. Naalala ni Sofia ang maikling panahon na masaya nyang nakasama ang tunay nyang ama at nang makita nya ang bracelet na suot ni Catherine, na kapareho ng sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : &lt;i&gt;Anak nga ako ni Mang Rolando.  Tama ang kutob ko.  Kailangan itong malaman ni Catherine... kailangan nyang malaman na magkapatid kami.  Sana sinabi nyo kaagad.  Sana nagkaroon tayo ng madaming pagkakataon na magsama... ikaw... ako... at si ate Catherine.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumunta muli si Vernon sa bahay ni Isadora&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Nasaan si Sofia?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Nasa school.  Bakit ba?&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Delikado tayo sa anak mong yan.  Masyadong marami na syang nalalaman.  Inamin nya sa akin na alam nyang ako ang pasimuno sa pag-ambush kay Torralba.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Inamin nya sa iyo?  Ang batang yan hindi talaga nag-iisip eh.&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Paano ngayon yan?  Baka kumanta yang anak mong yan.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Puede ba Vernon?  Huwag na nga nating problemahin si Sofia.  Dahil kahit ganun yung batang iyon, kahit suplada 'yon, mahal ako nun.  Hindi nya gugustohing makulong ako.  At saka isa pa, di ba nasubukan na naman natin sya, ang dami na nyang alam ah.  O yung syringe na hawak ko kay Rolando, iyon alam nya yun... hawak nya yon.  Pero nung kinwestyon sya, ginamit ba nya na yun?  Sinabi ba nya sa mga pulis?  Hindi naman di ba?&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Ewan kon lang.  Mukhang may sariling utak ang batang yan e.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Walang sariling utak si Sofia.  Kaya kong diktahan at rendahan ang batang yan.  Kaya Vernon, wala kang dapat gawin sa anak ko.&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Sinabi mo na nasa kanya yung syringe na pinampatay mo kay Rolando.  Bakit hindi mo kunin?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : WALA.  Hindi ko na makita, hinanap ko na sa buong bahay.&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Sa boarding house.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Iba naa ng nakatira doon&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Sa eskwelahan kaya&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Pude ba Vernon?  Huwag mo na ngang problemahin si Sofia.  Hindi nya gagamitin ang ebidensyang hawak nya laban sa akin.  Sigurado ako dun.&lt;br /&gt;-Hindi kumbinsido si Vernon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagdating ni Sofia ay nakita nyang nakaabang sa gate si Vernon, iiwas sana ang dalaga&lt;br /&gt;Vernon :  Sofia, sandali!&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Ano ba?&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Masungit ka na naman a.  Sofia, magkakampi tayo&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : KAKAMPI?  I'm not part of your gang kaya huwag mo akong isama sa mga pinaggagawa ninyo&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Kasama ka na rin namin simula noong pinagtakpan mo kami ng nanay mo, kasabwat ka na namin.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Ginawa ko iyon para kay Mommy, dahil mahal ko sya.  Pero kayo?  All I have for you is disgust.  Kaya puede ba hindi kita kaanu-ano at lalong hindi kita kakampi.&lt;br /&gt;-Pumasok na sa loob ng bahay si Sofia.  May tinawagan sa cellphone si Vernon&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : &lt;i&gt;Sinong lead investigator sa pagkamatay ni Rolando Ramirez?  A isa lang hong concerned citizen.  May tip ho ako tungkol sa killer nya.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinuntahan ni Miguel si Catherine.  Umiiyak si Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Tumakbo  kaagad ako ng malaman ko ang nangyari kay Lola Aura (&lt;i&gt;ngek-ngek mo, tumakbo daw, nailibing na yung tao... kabagal mo namang tumakbo&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;- Niyakap ni Miguel ang nagdadalamhating babae.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Mga walanghiya silang lahat Miguel.  Ako na lang dapat ang pinatay nila.  Pero ang lola ko, napakabait ni Lola Aura pati sya dinamay.  Lalabanan ko sila!  Ako ngayon ang makakalaban nila Miguel.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Sabihin mo lang kung ano ang maitutulong ko.  Sabihin mo lang.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Maghihigantin ako! Ipaghihiganti ko ang Lola ko!&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Kanino?&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : SA KANILANG LAHAT!!! Miguel, kailangan ko ang tulong mo.  Kailangan ko ng PERA. Huhuhuhu!&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Pero akala ko may iniwan sa iyo si Lola Aura, parte nya sa Amadesto&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : KULANG 'YON!  Kulang yun Miguel!  Kailangan ko ng malaking malaking halaga. MARAMING MARAMING PERA!  Kailangan ko ng mga investor,  kailangan ko ng malaking halaga at malaking pera para hindi na nila ako minamaliit, hindi na nila ako maaapi.  Kailangan kong makapaghiganti. Huhuhu! Miguel&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : (nag-isip) Huwag kang mag-alala, meron akong kilala, isang mayamang negosyante.  Matutulungan ka nya.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Salamat!&lt;br /&gt;-Nagyakap muli sina Catherine at Miguel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-9140412596029498499?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/9140412596029498499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=9140412596029498499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/9140412596029498499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/9140412596029498499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2008/10/iisa-pa-lamang-episode-62.html' title='Iisa Pa Lamang - Episode 62'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-5382538890467483549</id><published>2008-10-06T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T14:35:22.596-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iisa Pa Lamang'/><title type='text'>Iisa Pa Lamang - Episode 61</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Super love ko si Gabby Concepcion kaya habang nanunood ay sinusulat ko rin ang napapanuod kong eksena para puede kong balik-balikan at paulit-ulit kiligin (haaay gabbylicious talaga! hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umiinom ng alak si Isadora, biglang dumating ang galit na si Sofia&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Mom, may gusto ka bang sabihin sa akin?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Wala naman.  Ahm, Good evening!  Kamusta ka na?  Bakit ngayon ka lang umuwi?  Ano pa ba ang tinatanong ng isang magulang sa umuuwing anak?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Stop it 'ma!  HINDI NA AKO NAKIKIPAGLOKOHAN SA 'YO.  PAGOD NA PAGOD NA AKO SA PANLOLOKO NYO SA AKIN.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Ano ba ang gusto mong sabihin ko?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia :  SINO ANG TUNAY KONG AMA?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : SI VICTOR!&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Come on 'ma! I'LL ASK YOU AGAIN, SINO ANG TUNAY KONG AMA? &lt;br /&gt;Isadora : ANO BA TALAGA ANG GUSTO MONG ISAGOT KO? &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Okey lang 'ma.  Hindi mo na kailangang sabihin sa akin dahil alam ko na.  Sinabi sa akin ni Lola Aura, si Mang Rolando ang tunay kong ama.  Kaya sya mabait sa akin, kaya nya ako binigyan ng bracelet.  How could you keep this for me 'ma?  SANA SINABI MO SA AKIN PARA NAGKAROON MAN LANG AKO NG CHANCE NA MAKILALA SYA.  SANA SINABI MO SA AKIN BAGO MO SYA PINATAY.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : (galit na hinawakan ang anak) Hoy Sofia, tandaan mo ako pa rin ang nanay mo.   AT AKO NA LANG ANG NATITIRA MONG MAGULANG.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Ang malas ko naman.  Sana bumalik na lang ako ng Maynila kesa tumira ako dito KASAMA MO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nilalaro ni Miguel ang anak nang dumating si Scarlet&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : (hinalikan ang anak) Hi Maggie! (tumawa)  Miguel, yung kotse mo sa labas nakita ko ha, mukhang asensado ka na ngayon.  Ang gara na ng dala mong sasakyan.  Baka sa susunod nyan manghingi na ako sa iyo ng alimony.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Well, what can I say?  Ikaw lang naman ang malas sa buhay ko e.  Tama ang hinala ko na isa kang malaking sumpa.  Nawala ka lang sa buhay ko, o tingnan mo, asenso na ako.  Kaya mula sa araw na ito, hindi ko na kailangan ang anumang tulong galing sa iyo.  I'm a self made man now.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Self made man?  O self-destructive monster?&lt;br /&gt;-Iniwanan ni Scarlet ang naglalarong mag-ama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="" src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/1-4.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kausap ng nag-aalalang si Catherine ang kaibigang si Louela.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Louela, totoo ang sinasabi ko, narinig ko.  Binablackmail ni Scarlet si Raphael. &lt;br /&gt;Louela : Ano ka ba?  Kilalang kilala ko si Raphael, hindi nya gagawin 'yon.  Ano ito, ang tagal tagal ka nyang hinintay para iwan ka lang sa altar? Hinding hindi nya magagawa yun, no way. &lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Hindi naman yun ang kinakatakot ko eh.  Alam ko na darating si Raphael.  Hindi iyon ang pinuproblema ko.&lt;br /&gt;Loueala : Eh ano ba kasi?&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Alam kong itutuloy ni Raphael ang kasal.  Pag natuloy ang kasal, ilalabas ni Scarlet ang lahat ng ebidensya laban kay Raphael.  Louela, masisira ang pangalan ni Raphael... madudungisan ang malinis nyang pangalan.  Lahat 'to, lahat ng pinaghirapan ni Raphael... mawawala.  Alam mo naman na sinasabi ng lahat ng tao na puedeng sya ang maging presidente balang araw.  Hindi ko puedeng hayaang mangyari 'yon, na na sisirain na lang sya ni Scarlet.&lt;br /&gt;Louela : O eh ano ang gagawin mo nga?&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Kailangan kong protektahan si Raphael.  Ako ang nagpasok kay Raphael sa gulong ito... ako rin ang maglalabas sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umiiyak na inihinga ni Sofia sa kaibigang si Jenna  ang mga nasa sa loob nya.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : My life is a giant web of deceit  Jenna.  Wala na bang katapusan ito?  Lahat ng akala kong totoo, lahat ng akala kong tama sa buhay ko... mali pala.  Bali-baliktad pala eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float: right;" src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/2-4.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; Jenna : Sofia, hindi ba lucky ka pa rin?  Na-meet mo yung tunay na ama mo, nakasama... naiparamdam nya sa iyo ang pagmamahal nya kahit sandali lang.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Pero sandali lang 'yon.   Ang panghihinayang, ang pangungulila... ganun kadali ko lang bang mapapatawad si Mommy?  Ang sarili ko, sa lahat ng nagawa ko at masasakit na sinabi ko kay Catherine... mapapatawad ko rin kaya?  Mababawi ko pa ba yung mga nawalang panahon naming dalawa, naming magkapatid? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumunta si Sofia sa bahay ng mga Torralba.  Nagdoorbell si Sofia, si Toby ang nagbukas ng pintuan.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Si kuya Raphael?&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Wala e, umalis. &lt;br /&gt;-Tumalikod si Sofia para umalis, sinundan siya ni Toby.&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Sabi ko na nga ba e, babalik ka rin. Huwag kang mag-alala tatanggapin pa rin naman kita e&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Huwag ka ngang feeling.  Hindi ikaw ang ipinunta ko dito, ang kuya mo.&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Okay, okay.  Akala mo, gusto kong makipagbalikan sa iyo?   Hindi 'no, neknek mo!&lt;br /&gt;-Pumasok na sa loob ng bahay si Toby, umalis naman si Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinadya ni Catherine si Scarlet sa bahay nito.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Look what the cat brought in... isang social climbing gold digging fortune hunter.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Scarlet, hindi ako nagpunta dito para makipag-away sa iyo.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Ows? Sawa ka na?   &lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Kung iyan ang gusto mo... sige, pero please huwag mo naman idamay si Raphael.  Alam kong bina-blackmail mo sya, narinig ko ang pag-uusap ninyo. &lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Alam mo ang tsismosa mo?  You're so cheap.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Labas si Raphael sa away natin.  Bakit mo ba ginagawa sa kanya 'to?  Bakit mo ba sya dinadamay?&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Dahil mahina ka pagkadating kay Raphael, parati kang affacted.  Syempre doon kita titirahin, dahil sya  ang weakness mo.  Sya ang kryptonite mo.  Hindi ako titigil hangga't hindi ko nasisira si Raphael. Hanggang hindi ko nasisira ang buhay nyong dalawa.  &lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Scarlet, huwag si Raphael.  Nakiki-usap ako sa iyo, nagmamakaawa ako sa iyo.  Lahat gagawin ko.  Gusto mo lumuhod ako sa harapan mo &lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Naku, naku!  Huwag ka ng lumuhod Catherine, masyado ng luma 'yan.  Kung gusto mong lumuhod, sana noon mo pa ginawa.  Kahit magpenitensya ka ngayon o kaya naman magpapako  ka sa krus, wala ng dating sa akin iyon.  Dapat lang talaga na mawala sa iyo si Raphael.  Dapat lang talaga na walang matira sa iyo.  Akin na ngayon si Raphael... akin na sya ngayon, AKIN NA!&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : (umiiyak na hahawakan sana si Scarlet pero umiwas ang babae) Scarlet&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet :  Bagay sa iyo hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;-Nagpahid ng luha si Catherine, patuloy naman sa pagtawa si Scarlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kausap ni Sofia si Raphael.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Malaki ang posibilidad na si Mang Rolando ang tunay kong ama.  Kapag napatunayan ko iyon, lalong lalakas ang kaso ni Lola Aura para makuha yung shares ni Mommy sa Amadesto. &lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Gagawin mo 'yon sa sarili mong ina?  Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Sabihin na lang natin na naniniwala akong mas karapat-dapat si Lola Aura sa Amadesto,  pinaghirapan nya ang lupang yon.  Unlike Mommy... wala syang karapatan dun. &lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Anong kailangan mo sa akin?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Nung iniimbestigahan nyo ang pagkamatay ni Mang Rolando, natest ninyong may morphine yung dugo nya, hindi ba?&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Oo&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Nasa inyo pa ba  yung blood sample na iyon?&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Nasa laboratoryo. &lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Kailangan ko ang blood sample na iyon. At kailangan ko rin ang authorization mo para makuha ko ang DNA mula sa sample na 'yon.  Kuya Raphael, it's the only way para makasiguro ako na si Mang Rolando ang tunay kong ama.  Matutulungan ho ba nyo ako?&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Sige Sofia, bibigyan kita ng consent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinugod ni Isadora si Lola Aura&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : ANG KAPAL NG MUKHA MO PARA SABIHIN KAY SOFIA NA HINDI SI VICTOR ANG AMA NYA.&lt;br /&gt;Lola Aura : Wala akong sinabi sa kanya na hindi pa alam ni Sofia&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : WALA SYANG ALAM AURA, WALA AKONG SINASABI SA KANYA.&lt;br /&gt;Lola Aura : Matagal ng nagtatanong si Sofia.  MALALAMAN AT MALALAMAN DIN NYA ANG  KATOTOHAN KUNG HINDI SA AKIN, SA IBANG TAO&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Pero ang punto, GALING NA NAMAN SA IYO.  IKAW NA NAMAN ANG NAGSABI&lt;br /&gt;Lola Aura : MAY KARAPATAN SYA NA MALAMAN NYA ANG TUNGKOL SA TUNAY NYANG PAGKATAO&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : ANO BA TALAGA ANG TINGIN MO SA SARILI MO, HA AURA?  TAGAPAGTANGGOL NG LAHAT? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nag-i-isip ng malalim si Catherine, nasa bahay siya ni Raphael.  Naalala nya ang ginawang pagpapasabog sa Castillejos Hospital... hanggang sa ginawang panunuhol ni Raphael sa inspector. &lt;br /&gt;Catherine : &lt;i&gt; Kasalanan ko ang lahat ng ito.  Kung hindi dahil sa akin, hindi mapapahamak si Raphael ng ganito. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Namimihasa ka na.  KINUHA MO NA NGA SA AKIN ANG AMADESTO, PATI ANG ANAK KO PINUPUNTIRYA MO PA!&lt;br /&gt;Lola Aura : LUMALABAS ANG KATOTOHANAN SA TAKDANG PANAHON.  AT MARAHIL NGAYON NA ANG TAKDANG PANAHON NA MAILANTAD ANG TUNAY MONG KASAMAAN. LAHAT NG KASAMAANG GINAWA MO... HINDI LANG SA AKIN, KUNGDI SA LAHAT NG MGA NAATRASO MO, LALUNG LALO NA  SA ANAK MO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natuwa si Raphael nang makita si Catherine, hindi pala nya alam na nandun ang kasintahan&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Catherine! Kanina ka pa?   What a pleasant surprise?&lt;br /&gt;- Hahalik sana si Raphael sa kasintahan, pero umiwas si Catherine&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Bakit?  Anong nangyari?  May problema ba?&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : (nagpahid ng luha) Nanggaling ako kina Scarlet.  Alam ko na ang lahat.  Buntis sya, ikaw ang ama. &lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Catherine, kahit ano pa ang namagitan sa amin ni Scarlet... labas tayo doon.  MAHAL KITA!  Ikaw yung pakakasalan ko, balewala yung nangyari kay Scarlet, okey?&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : (lumuluha) Hindi Raphael.  Hindi ko kaya.  Sa tuwing makikita ko sya, lagi kong naaalala ang mga kasalanan nyo sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Catherine,  huwag mong isipin yan.  Nagmamahalan tayong dalawa.  Okay?  Basta magkasama tayo, malalampasan natin yan.   Basta parati tayong magkasama, kaya natin 'to.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Hindi Raphael, hindi ko kaya, ayoko!  Hindi ko matatanggap... wala na, tapos na&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Catherine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humantong sa pisikal ang pagtatalo nina Lola Aura at Isadora, naitulak ng malakas ni Isadora si Lola Aura na siya nitong ikinahulog sa hagdanan.  Duguan si Lola Aura.  Natakot si Isadora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float: right;" src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll170/PinoyAwayfromHome/3-4.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Aura! Aura! AURA! (nilapitan si Lola Aura) Aura!  HOY! Huwag mo nga akong artehan ha.  Hindi naman ganyan kataas ang hagdanan mo.  Kumilos ka nga dyan.  Aura! Aura! Hoy! (kinabahan si Isadora ng hindi pa rin kumilos ang lola ni Catherine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinipigilan ni Raphael ang papaalis na si Catherine&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Catherine, teka muna,  huwag ka munang umalis&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Raphael&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : May pag-asa pa tayo&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Wala na.  Wala na tayong pag-asa Raphael&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Hindi ako naniniwala.  Okay.  Aaalis tayo dito.  Okay, kakalimutan natin ito. &lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Kahit saan pa tayo magpunta Raphael.  Hindi nyo matatakasan ang kasalanan nyo sa akin.  &lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Okay, kakausapin ko si Scarlet.  Kung gusto mo, kung hindi ka pa handang makipagkita doon sa bata... tatanggapin ko, gagawan natin ng paraan.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Hindi mo naiintindihan Raphael, masyado ng masakit.   Malalim ang sugat.  Akala ko, akala ko noon matibay ang pagmamahal ko para sa iyo, na kaya kong tiisin ang lahat.   Hindi pala.  Tapos na tayo Raphael.  Hindi na matutuloy ang kasal. &lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Teka muna, akala ko ba sabi mo sa akin matatanggap mo lahat ang kasalanan ko, na matatanggap mo ako kahit ano ang mangyari. &lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Akala ko rin, pero hindi.  Patawarin mo ako.&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Catherine ikaw ang mahal ko. Ikaw lang ang mamahalin ko.  Ikaw ang buhay ko.  Ikaw lang ang babaeng mamahalin ko Catherine, ikaw lang!&lt;br /&gt;-Hindi napigilan ni Raphael ang pag-alis ni Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabi.  Hinihila ni Isadora ang bangkay ni Lola Aura na nakalagay sa sako.  Dinala niIsadora ang bangkay sa bukid.  Bumalik sya sa bahay ni Lola Aura at nilinis ang bakas ng dugo sa  binagsakan ng matanda.  Gulong gulo pa rin si Isadora sa nangyaring aksidenteng pagkakapatay kay Aura Castillejos.  Nang mag-ring ang cellphone na nakalagay sa red na bag, alinlangan si Isadora kung sasagutin ang phone.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Hello!&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Hello Mare, o kumusta?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Napatawag ka.&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Magyayaya sana ako sa casino, I feel lucky today!&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Ano ka ba naman?  Kita mo nang namumroblema ako dito sa Amadesto.  Wala ka pa ring inisip kundi casino... CASINO!&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Eh bakit sa akin ka nagagalit?  Nagyayaya lang naman ako. &lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Paano kung hindi mo pinanakaw ang titulo ng Amadesto, eh di sana hindi ako namumroblema ng ganito.&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Sorry na ha.  Eh ninakaw eh.   Wala na akong magagawa, nangyari na eh. &lt;br /&gt;Isadora :  Oo nga!  Ano nga naman ang magagawa mo?  (nagka-idea si Isadora)  Ah mare...  bakit hindi kaya dumalaw ka na lang dito sa Amadesto? Para makasagap ka naman ng sariwang hangin.&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : O sige.  Siguro nga mas mabuti 'yon, maiba naman ano?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Paano, magkikita na lang tayo?  Hihintayin kita dito ha.  Okay.&lt;br /&gt;-Nakita ni Isadora sa bag ang panyo na ipinahiram sa kanya ni Estelle.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : &lt;i&gt;Oras na ng paniningil ko sa iyo mare. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumating na sa Amadesto si Estelle Torralba.&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Salamat sa pag-imbita sa akin dito kumadre.  Tama ka.  Talagang nakaka-relax dito at ang laki ng improvement ng paligid ha. &lt;br /&gt;Lalaki : Ma'am, dahil po yan kay Aling Aura.  Sya nga po ang nagpasimuno ng pagbabago dito sa Amadesto.&lt;br /&gt;Babae : Oo nga po ma'am.  Ang dami po syang inaayos dito.&lt;br /&gt;Babae 2 : Gumanda na po ang buhay namin, kaya ang bayan ng Amadesto ay gumanda na rin&lt;br /&gt;Lalaki : Opo ma'am!&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Kayo talaga, hindi naman kayo kinakausap, singit kayo ng singit.  Saka kung idescribe nyo si Aura, ginagawa nyong santa.  Sige na, sige na bumalik na kayo sa trabaho nyo.&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Saan na nga pala si Aura?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Ahm hindi ko nga alam eh.  Naku! Alam mo naman mare, hindi ko kinakausap ang matandang 'yon.  Hindi ko alam kung saang lungga sumusuot.  Halika, ipapakita ko sa iyo ang ibang lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinuntahan ni Estelle si Aura Castillejos sa bahay nito.  Kumakatok si Estelle, walang sumasagot kaya pumasok na ito sa loob ng bahay.   May nakakitang lalaki ng pumasok si Estelle sa bahay.&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Aura! Aura!&lt;br /&gt;-Dahil wala namang tao ay umalis na lang si Estelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasa Amadesto rin sina Catherine at Louela&lt;br /&gt;Louela : Bakit kaya wala sa bahay nya si Lola?&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Iyon na nga eh, kinakabahan na ako.  Louela, tatawag naman  yun kung lilipat sya eh.  Nasaan kaya sya?&lt;br /&gt;Louela : Baka nasa bukid.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Hindi siguro.  Kinukutuban ako ng masama, Louela. (kinausap ang isang babae) Manang, sandali lang po, nakita nyo po ba ang Lola Aura ko?&lt;br /&gt;Manang : Hindi eh.  Hinahanap din nga namin sya dito.  Ilang araw na namin syang hindi nakikita.&lt;br /&gt;-May biglang dumating na lalaking sumisigaw&lt;br /&gt;Lalaki : MGA KASAMA! MGA KASAMA! MAY NATAGPUAN KAMING BANGKAY DOON SA MAY BUKID!&lt;br /&gt;-Nagtakbuhan papunta sa bukid ang mga tao.  Kinabahan sina Catherine at Louela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-5382538890467483549?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/5382538890467483549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=5382538890467483549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/5382538890467483549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/5382538890467483549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2008/10/iisa-pa-lamang-episode-61.html' title='Iisa Pa Lamang - Episode 61'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-2552211494989929114</id><published>2008-10-02T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T04:44:58.481-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balitang Sikat'/><title type='text'>Britney Spears Goes Back to School        – for a Cause</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SOSGCQ6eLDI/AAAAAAAAAeg/dwqWDSKw-nw/s200/britney_spears4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252470438878915634" border="0" /&gt;A New York middle school got a surprise visitor - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Britney Spears&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pop star dropped by John Philip Sousa M. S. 142 in The Bronx on Wednesday to present a $10,000 check to be used as an endowment for the school's year-old music program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she entered the school (which was not in session due to the Jewish holiday), she was treated to a performance by the Sousatones, the school's eight-piece band, led by director Sal Mazzola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you're ready to take us on the road for an opening act, we're ready," he told Spears. &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spears, who plans to tour in 2009, replied: "You'll be the first people I call."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SOSGa7qHZBI/AAAAAAAAAeo/sLq-y56IktA/s200/britney_spears240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252470862669898770" border="0" /&gt;Mazzola told the students in advance they would be playing for a "high-profile" guest, but they only learned it would be Spears earlier that morning. (Some kids guessed it would be P. Diddy or Barack Obama.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spears was also serenaded by a chorus of seven girls, including soloist Rachel Lewis, 14, who sang "I Am Woman."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The donation came from Elizabeth Arden, which is behind Spears's fragrances, Believe, Fantasy and Curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I really enjoyed the time I spent at the John Philip Souza Middle School," Spears tells PEOPLE. "I've been working with the people at Elizabeth Arden for the last five years, and I know how passionate everyone is about the school. I loved hearing the school orchestra and the children sang so beautifully. The fact that Elizabeth Arden made such a large donation for the school music studio in my name was so generous."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source : &lt;a href="http://www.people.com/people/article/0,,20230241,00.html" target="_blank"&gt;People&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-2552211494989929114?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/2552211494989929114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=2552211494989929114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/2552211494989929114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/2552211494989929114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2008/10/britney-spears-goes-back-to-school-for.html' title='Britney Spears Goes Back to School        – for a Cause'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SOSGCQ6eLDI/AAAAAAAAAeg/dwqWDSKw-nw/s72-c/britney_spears4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-4280036928595376612</id><published>2008-09-29T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T13:54:42.288-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iisa Pa Lamang'/><title type='text'>Iisa Pa Lamang - Episode 56</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Super love ko si Gabby Concepcion kaya habang nanunood ay sinusulat ko rin ang napapanuod kong eksena para puede kong balik-balikan at paulit-ulit kiligin (haaay gabbylicious talaga! hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuwang tuwang nagse-celebrate ang magkaibigang  Estelle at Isadora, umiinom sila ng alak.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Tingnan mo nga naman ano, inunderstimate ko yung manugang ko, sa ending sya pala ang magpapatibog sa Catherine -Raphael loveteam Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Hahaha! I always thought she had it in her, pero alam mo hindi ko akalaing aabot sa ganito, ha?  Bravo Scarlet!  Pailalim ka kung umatake&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Eh kanino pa ba magmamana yan ng kalandian at kapilyahan?&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Kay Catherine?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : HINDI ha, sa AKIN!  Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : So inaamin mo ring malandi ka?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Ha?!  Hindi ha, hindi ako malandi hik!&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : O e di ba kasasabi mo lang, na may pinagmanahan   sya sa kapilyahan at kalandian?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Sinabi ko ba yon?&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Hahaha! Kumadre, marami ka na ngang naiinom.  Para kang sabik na sabik dyan sa Bordeaux wine&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Ha?! Hindi ah.  Sanay na sanay akong uminom nitong Bordeaux wine, kasi ang dami-dami ko nga nyan nung pasko kaso pinamigay ko lang&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Uhm&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Mare, inom pa tayo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasa apartment nina Catherine si Raphael&lt;br /&gt;Lola Aura : Hayaan mo munang humupa ang galit sa iyo ni Catherine.  Saka kayo mag-usap, baka sakaling maniwala sya sa mga paliwanag mo.&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Hindi ko ho talaga alam kung ano ang nangyari Lola Aura.  Wala akong maipapaliwanag.  Talagang hindi ko ho maalala kung ano ang nangyari.  Lola Aura, wala ho akong intensyon para saktan si Catherine.  Hindi ko ho pinangarap na saktan ang apo ninyo&lt;br /&gt;Lola Aura : (galit) Pero sinaktan mo sya.  Sinaktan mo si Catherine.  Raphael, nagtiwala ako sa iyo, buong buo ang tiwala ko sa iyo na mamahalin mo at hindi mo sasaktan si Catherine, iyon pala wala kang pinagkaiba kay Miguel.  pareho ninyo syang niloko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namumugto na ang mga mata ni Catherine sa kaiiyak sa kanyang silid.  Naalala nya ang tagpo ng unang beses nyang naabutan na magkayakap sina Raphael at Scarlet, nang nag-offer ng 2 million pesos si Scarlet sa auction para maka-date si Raphael at nang pumunta sya sa bahay ni Scarlet at nakita ang katipan (na hindi pa masyadong nakabutones ang suot na pang-itaaas) na bumababa ng hagdanan kasunod si Scarlet na naka-robe lamang.  Pinuntahan ni Louela ang kaibigan&lt;br /&gt;Louela : Catherine, ayaw pa ring umuwi ni Raphael eh.  Andun sa baba kausap si Lola, sinabi ko na ngang ayaw mong harapin pero nagpupumilit pa rin eh.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Ayokong makarinig ng kahit na anong paliwanag galing sa kanya.  Wala rin akong gustong isumbat... galit ako Louela... galit na galit ako sa sarili ko, alam mo ba kung bakit?&lt;br /&gt;Louela : Dahil iniisip mong iba sya kay Miguel?  Sa ibang mga lalaki&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Dahil nagpakatanga ulit ako.  Dahil kinalimutan ko na naman ang sarili ko.  Hinayaan kong hamak-hamakin ako ni ma'am Estelle... ni Scarlet... ni Isadora.  Siguro nagtataka kayo ni Lola kung bakit hindi ako lumalaban... kung bakit hindi ako umiimik kahit nasa lugar ako.  Nasaan na nga ba yung Kate na palaban?  Bakit ko nga ba binago ang sarili ko?  Dahil 'yon sa pag-ibig ni Raphael.  Kahit alam kong imposible... ginusto kong maging karapat dapat sa isang kagaya nya - sa isang kasing linis nya.  Mas pinili kong managinip kaysa sa magpakatotoo, ngayon nagising ako sa isang napakalaking bangungot.&lt;br /&gt;-Naaawang niyakap ni Louela ang kaibigang iyak ng iyak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magkausap sina Toby at Sofia&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Hindi ako naniniwala!  Hindi magagawa ng kapatid ko iyon.  Ngayon pa malapit na silang ikasal?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Wala tayo dun Toby.  Minsan may nagagawa ang isang tao na hindi nila akalaing magagawa nila.&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Walang logic e.  Ang dami-dami babaeng nagkakandarapa sa kapatid ko noon,  pero kahit isa hindi sya nagpatukso. Naghintay sya... nagtyaga... ipinaglaban nya sa buong mundo si ate Catherine, tapos ganun-ganon na lang?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : (naiiyak) Hindi na tayo mga bata Toby.  Totoong buhay na 'to.  Minsan kahit ang pinaka-pinagkakatiwalaan natin o pinakamamahal natin kaya tayong biguin, kaya nila  tayong traidurin... kahit ikaw, kahit ako... kahit sino.&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Parehas ba tayo ng pinag-uusapan dito?  Sofia, may problema ka ba sa bahay nyo na hindi mo sinasabi sa akin? (nagpahid ng luha si Sofia) Sofia, kung may pinagdadaanan ka... idamay mo ako, dahil boyfriend mo ako.  Para saan pa ang pagmamahalan natin kung magkakanya-kanya tayo?  Ako ba ang problema mo?  Ayaw mo na ba sa akin?&lt;br /&gt;-Naiiyak na umalis si Sofia.  Naiwan ang malungkot at nagtatakang si Toby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masayang masaya si Scarlet, nasa isang bar sila ni Winnie para mag-celebrate&lt;br /&gt;Winnie : Ayan ha, nakaganti ka na kay Catherine.  Baka puede ka ng bumalik sa office, mag back to business mode na tayo.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Tita, ayoko pa!  Ang kj-kj mo, di ba nag-e-enjoy pa ako, ang saya saya nating lahat.  Let me bask in my sweet sweet victory.  From a gold digger in red, si Catherine isa na ngayong girl in green - green with envy.  Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Winnie : Hahaha! Okey, okey sige fine, mag-celebrate tayo today.  Today lang ha.  Tapos puede ba bumalik ka na sa office?  Asikasuhin mo na yung Dela Rhea Foods.  Nagpapanik na ang mga investors natin.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Hindi babagsak ang stocks ng Dela Rhea Foods, naiintindihan mo Tita?  At sabihin mo nga dyan sa mga investors natin, mag-relax lang sila.  Bakit kasi hindi nila subukang uminom na lang ng wine kesa kape ang parati nilang iniinom para naman mabawasan yung nerbyos nila.  This is a day of celebration and no one can ruin my _____, because I Scarlet Dela Rhea, I am on top of the World! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakanta-kanta pa ang lasing na si Isadora ng umuwi ng bahay.  Kaagad siyang sinita ng naghihintay sa kanya na si Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Ma, are you drunk?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Hindi... nakainom lang.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : At nagawa mo pa talagang uminom.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : (masaya) Syempre naman! To celebrate good times, come on! Hahahaha! Alam mo ba, ha, alam mo ba... nahuli ni Catherine si Raphael at saka si Scarlet na magkasiping! Naku, yang babaeng 'yan talaga ano? Hindi na nalayo-layo sa eskandalo.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Bakit ba ganyan ka 'ma? Bakit ba masaya ka pag may nasasaktan?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Ano ka ba? Hindi naman ako masaya kapag may nasasaktan, o sa lahat ng nasasaktan. Hindi ako sadista ano! Masaya lang ako kapag meron akong bad news na naririnig kay Catherine. Kay Catherine lang, dun lang!&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Bakit ba galit na galit kayo kay Catherine? Ano ba ang ginawa nya sa inyo 'ma? Tungkol ba  sa tatay nya? Tungkol ba 'to kay Mang Rolando?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : (napikon) Bakit mo ba ako pilit na nili-link kay Rolando?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : You tell me, 'ma... bakit ba kayo sumama sa akin na dumalaw kay Mang Rolando? Bakit ganun na lang yung concern nyo? Magkakilala ba kayo? May nakaraan ba kayo? Sa Amadesto ba 'ma? ANO BANG SEKRETONG TINATAGO NYO?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : (galit) HOY! HOY! TANTANAN MO NGA AKO SOFIA, HA! Ano ba ako... ini-imbestiga mo?&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Ma, bakit ba defensive ka?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Hindi ako defensive, offensive ka lang!&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Eh bakit ayaw mong sagutin yung mga tanong ko?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Hoy, hoy, hoy, Miss!  Baka nakakalimutan mo ha, NANAY mo pa rin ako, ANAK lang kita!  Now go to your room, GO!&lt;br /&gt;-Walang nagawa si Sofia kundi sundin ang ina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagmemeeting sina Raphael at mga tauhan nya.&lt;br /&gt;Gil : I'm happy to announce that we gathered over three million pesos para sa ating fund raising.  And we owe our good congressman here, 2 million of that amount dahil nag-bid sa kanya si Mrs. Castillejos.&lt;br /&gt;-Tahimik lang si Miguel.  Nakaramdam naman ng pagkailang si Raphael&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Okay, is that all for today's agenda?&lt;br /&gt;Gil : Yes Sir!&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Alright, thank you very much ladies and gentlemen&lt;br /&gt;-Palabas na ang mga staff, tinawag ni Raphael si Miguel&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Ah Miguel, tungkol doon sa nangyari sa amin ni Scarlet kagabi&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Hindi na kailangang ipaliwanag&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Sa tono ng boses mo, parang gusto mo pang nangyari yun.&lt;br /&gt;Miguel : Wala akong pakialam kay Scarlet o  anuman ang ginagawa nya.  Matagal ko na syang gustong hiwalayan.  Wala akong pakialam kung sino ang gusto niyang ikama.  Masaya lang ako dahil lumabas na ang tunay na kulay ni Scarlet... lumabas na rin ang tunay na kulay mo.&lt;br /&gt;-Lumabas na ng office ni Raphael si Miguel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasa labas ng bahay ni Isadora si Toby.  Paulit-ulit na nagdo-door bell ang binata pero hindi siya nilalabas ni Sofia&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Sofia! Sofia, kausapin mo naman ako o! SOFIA! SOFIA, ANO BANG GINAWA KO? BAKIT AYAW MO AKONG KAUSAPIN? SOFIAAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Umupo si Toby sa tabi ng gate.  Sumilip sa bintana si Sofia at nakita niya ang hindi pa rin umaalis na si Toby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niyaya ni Lola Aura ang apo na magbakasyon sa Amadesto&lt;br /&gt;Lola Aura : Gusto mo magbakasyon muna tayo sa Amadesto?  Magpahinga ka muna roon.  Catherine, ipahinga mo muna yang puso mo.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Hindi na po Lola.  Ayoko nang magtago.  Hindi ang isang Scarlet ang makaka-pagpabagsak sa akin.  Tapos na akong umiyak... tuloy na ang buhay. &lt;br /&gt;Lola Aura : Alam ko naman, matatag ka.   Apo yata kita, mana ka sa akin!&lt;br /&gt;Louela : Tama!  Mabuhay ang Gabriela!&lt;br /&gt;-Habang nagkakatwanan ang tatlong babae ay may narinig silang kumakatok - si Miguel&lt;br /&gt;Lola Aura : Ah Migue, tuloy! (hinawakan si Louela) Doon na muna kami sa kusina ni Louela&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Nagpunta ka dito... para ano?  Para makiramay sa akin?  Puede ba Miguel, huwag kang magkunwari.  Alam kong masaya ka, masaya ka sa lahat ng nangyayari sa akin.  MAHAL KO SI RAPHAEL... pero ano ang ginawa nya? Trinaidor nila ako, trinaidor nila ako ng malandi mong asawa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumating si Vernon sa bahay ni Isadora at nakita nito ang naghihintay sa labas na si Toby.&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Toby Torralba, halika pasok ka sa loob!  (nakita ni Sofia na pinapasok ni Vernon si Toby)  Bakit ka nandyan sa labas?&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Ayaw ho akong harapin ni Sofia e.&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Girlfriend mo na ba sya?  Nag-away ba kayo?&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Hindi ko po alam e.  Wala naman ho akong natatandaan na nag-away kami.  Wala rin ho akong maisip na may nagawa ako sa kanyang masama. (lumabas si Sofia)  Hindi ko ho talaga alam e&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : (natawa) Mag-ina nga sila ni Isadora, parehong luka-luka.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : ANO KA BA TOBY? UMALIS KA NA NGA!  HINDI MO BA MAKUHANG AYAW NA KITANG MAKITA?  ARE YOU ___ OR JUST PLAYING STUPID?  GO AWAY! AYAW NA KITANG MAKITA,TOBY.&lt;br /&gt;-Nasaktan sa pagtataboy sa kanya ni Sofia kaya umalis si Toby.  Pumasok sa loob ng bahay si Sofia, nakasunod sa kanya si Vernon&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Kawawa naman yung binata, matapos syang matagal maghintay... hihiyain mo ng ganun ganon lang.  Alam mo  sa panahon ngayon, mahirap na yung humanap ng ganung klaseng lalaki.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : ANO BANG PAKIALAM MO?  YOU'RE NOT MY FATHER, IN FACT HINDI NGA KITA KAANU-ANO EH, (dumating si Isadora) AND I THANK GOD FOR THAT&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Sofia?  Bakit ganyan kung kausapin mo na lang si Tito Vernon mo?  Parang wala kang pinag-aralan ah&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Tito?!&lt;br /&gt;-Nagdadabog na iniwan ni Sofia ang nagtatakang ina at si Vernon.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Pasensya ka na ha, ganyan yan lately eh. Palaging inis... palaging galit.&lt;br /&gt;Vernon : Kanino galit, sa akin?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Hindi lang sa iyo, pati sa akin, kay Toby, sa lahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kumakain sa isang restaurant sina Isadora at Estelle&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Mare, gustohin ko mang pautangin ka, e talagang hindi puede eh.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Mare, bakit naman?  E di ba close naman tayo at saka marami ka namang pera eh&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Iyon na nga eh.  Kasi I have this rule about friends and money.  They just don't mix, mag-aaway lang tayo.  And I'd rather keep our friendship, di ba?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Oo naman.  Eh mare, papaano kung isanla ko na lang sa iyo ang Amadesto?&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Papaano kung bilhin ko na lang sa iyo ang Amadesto?  Take it or leave it&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : O sige.  I'll take it.  Siguro okey na rin yun, di ba?  Kasi pag okey na ako, di  puede ko nang bilhin sa 'yo ang Amadesto ulit&lt;br /&gt;-Ngumiti lang ng makahulugan si Estelle.  Para namang kinakabahan si Isadora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Gonzales Law Office.  May ibinigay na isang pumpon ng mga bulaklak kay Catherine ang isang office mate nya.&lt;br /&gt;Officemate : Catherine, pina-deliver para sa iyo.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Salamat.  Pakilagay na lang.&lt;br /&gt;-Inilagay ng lalaki ang mga bulaklak sa table.  Hindi tiningnan ni Catherine kung kanino galing ang mga bulaklak.  Dumating sina Scarlet at Winnie&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Galing kay Raphael? Siguro humihingi sya ng sorry sa 'yo. Bakit kaya? Kasi ako naman, I’m not sorry at all.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Umalis ka na Scarlet! Kung ayaw mong ipakain ko sa iyo yang flowers na yan, ALL 5,000 PESOS OF IT!&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Huwag mo namang sabihin sa akin na magpapadala ka dyan sa flower arrangement na 'yan? Eh kung kay Papa nga milyones ang nahuthot mo bago ka bumigay, tapos ikaw... limang libong halaga ng bulaklak, magpapadala ka? Ang cheap mo. At isa pa, kung galing yan kay Raphael... tatanggapin ko.  Wala akong tatanggihan. Hahaha! Masakit ba Catherine? Ha? At least ngayon, alam mo na ang pakiramdam nang inaagawan ng asawa. Mata sa mata... ngipin sa ngipin... laman sa laman.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Walanghiya ka talaga Scarlet! Malandi ka! MALANDI!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Dumating si Atty. Tamayo&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Attorney! Mabuti nandito ka para naman makita mo kung paano ako atakehin ng babaeng ito. Sige Catherine, ngayon subukan mo akong saktan. Para sasampahan kita ng kaso na physical injury. Gusto mo 'yon? Makukulong ka nga lang. Kawawa ka naman.&lt;br /&gt;-Dumating na rin si Miguel at ang abugada nito na si Atty. Gonzales&lt;br /&gt;Atty. Gonzales : O, kumpleto na pala tayo eh. Ah, let’s start the meeting?&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Ayokong magsimula hangga’t nandito yang babaeng yan. Paalisin nyo yan dahil hindi kami magka-level&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : TALAGANG HINDI TAYO MAGKA-LEVEL! Dahil mas MAKAPAL yang mukha mo sa mukha ko! Sobra ngang kapal yang pagmumukha mo eh... SA LAHAT NG GINAWA MO SA AKIN?&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Dahil lang ‘yun sa  ginawa mo sa AKIN!&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : So ano, magsisisihan nalang tayo? Magbubuntunan nang sisi? GROW UP SCARLET!!&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Ay, napipikon ka na!!! (hindi naman nagugustuhan nina Winnie at Atty. Tamayo ang mga ikinikilos ni Scarlet, maging si Miguel ay parang napapahiya) Di ba naglalaro lang naman tayo dito? Bahay-bahayan, yaman-yamanan. Agawan nang yaman... AGAWAN PATI NG ASAWA!&lt;br /&gt;Atty. Tamayo : Ladies, ladies, please! This meeting is about the annulment case filed by Mr. Miguel Castillejos. This is not a boxing match.&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Kung tungkol ito sa kaso namin ni Miguel, paalisin nyo yang babaeng yan dito! Sigurado akong maraming iba dyan na pwedeng magtake-down ng notes. PAALISIN NYO YAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;Atty. Gonzales : Mrs. Castillejos, Ms. Dela Rhea is not here as a paralegal. She’s here as a WITNESS!&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet : Anong witness?&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : (napatawa) Oo Scarlet.  Hindi mo ba alam ang bagong development sa annulment case nyo ni Miguel? Well, Miguel is seeking annulment for the grounds of ADULTERY. YOUR ADULTERY SCARLET. (Labis na nabigla ang nahintakutang si Scarlet sa narinig, lumapit si Catherine kay Scarlet) Ano Scarlet... panalo na ba ako? O gusto mo pang makipaglaro?&lt;br /&gt;-Naiiyak na tumingin si Scarlet sa tahimik lang na si Miguel.  Natutuwa naman ang abugada at si Catherine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-4280036928595376612?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/4280036928595376612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=4280036928595376612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/4280036928595376612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/4280036928595376612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2008/09/iisa-pa-lamang-episode-56.html' title='Iisa Pa Lamang - Episode 56'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-9204166754932744543</id><published>2008-09-27T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T04:44:58.539-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balitang Sikat'/><title type='text'>Screen and Real-Life Hero Paul Newman Dies at 83</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SN6SSCr0wPI/AAAAAAAAAd8/7DidbzNIyO0/s200/paul_newman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250795054216560882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;GOODBYE, BLUE EYES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If my eyes should ever turn brown, my career is shot to hell," Paul Newman once joked. No one could deny the magic of those baby blues, not even the heartthrob himself. But after a decades-long screen career and an even more astonishing philanthropic one, the world says goodbye to the gentle-hearted Oscar winner, who died of cancer Friday at age 83. &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Oscar winner and philanthropist had quietly been battling cancer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SN6MfqKpOHI/AAAAAAAAAds/eFQWQZ5uJ1Y/s200/paul.jpg" /&gt;Paul Newman, a screen hero for more than half a century and the head of a philanthropic food empire for the past 25 years, has died, it was announced Saturday. He was 83.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by his family and close friends at his farmhouse near Westport, Conn., Newman succumbed Friday after a long battle with cancer, according to a statement from publicist Jeff Sanderson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famed for his intense blue eyes, his love of car racing and one of the coolest demeanors ever to heat up the silver screen, Newman was nominated for Oscars ten times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But perhaps his proudest accomplishment, besides his 50-year marriage to actress Joanne Woodward, was starting Newman's Own, which since 1982 has made popcorn, spaghetti sauce, lemonade and salad dressing and has donated more than $250 million to charities selected by Newman himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SN6Mu0P01xI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Zd5xg6l-Md8/s200/newman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250788951487469330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Career Highs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With more than 80 films and TV productions to his credit, Newman's career spanned generations. His first Oscar nomination was in 1959 for Cat on a Hot Tin Roof, and his most recent was in 2003 for Road to Perdition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The son of a sporting goods storeowner, the Ohio native enrolled in Ohio's Kenyon College after his 1946 discharge from the Navy. He married for the first time in 1949, then moved wife Jackie and their young son Scott east, where Newman attended the Yale Drama School and, later, the New York Actors Studio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dramatic TV roles came his way, but it was his Broadway debut in 1953, as the sexy stranger in Picnic, that led to a Warner Bros. Hollywood contract and his first movie – the 1954 toga epic The Silver Chalice, which even he considered one of the worst movies ever made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, the looker more than redeemed himself in two screen adaptations of Tennessee Williams dramas, Cat on a Hot Tin Roof costarring Elizabeth Taylor, and Sweet Bird of Youth, with a highly charged Geraldine Page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1957, Newman and Jackie, with whom he also had two daughters, divorced. The next year, he married Woodward, with whom he eventually had another three daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the '60s Newman had hit his stride with such career-defining roles as the leads in The Hustler, Hud and Cool Hand Luke. Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, followed by The Sting, made him and screen partner Robert Redford the hottest male stars of the '70s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newman won an Oscar for The Color of Money, in 1987. Exactly 20 years later, he announced his retirement from acting, saying, "I'm not able to work anymore ... at the level that I would want to. You start to lose your memory, you start to lose your confidence, you start to lose your invention."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among his final roles was the voice of Doc Hudson in the 2006 animated movie Cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Charitable Investments&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1988, Newman and Woodward established the Hole in the Wall Gang Camp, named for the outlaws in Butch Cassidy. The camp permits seriously ill youngsters to enjoy the great outdoors – at no cost to the kids or their families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm a cynical S.O. B.," Newman said when the camp opened, in Ashford, Conn. "But I have a sense of wonder here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After his retirement from acting, Newman, who was based in Westport, Conn., remained active in his charity work (in 2007, he donated $10 million to Kenyon College) and his food business, and even started theater directing for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides Woodward, Newman's five daughters and several grandchildren survive him. His son, Scott Newman, died following an accidental drug overdose in 1978. In his memory, Paul Newman instituted the Scott Newman Center for drug abuse prevention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source : &lt;a href="http://www.people.com/people/package/article/0,,20229386_20199694,00.html" target="_blank"&gt;People&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-9204166754932744543?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/9204166754932744543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=9204166754932744543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/9204166754932744543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/9204166754932744543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2008/09/screen-and-real-life-hero-paul-newman.html' title='Screen and Real-Life Hero Paul Newman Dies at 83'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SN6SSCr0wPI/AAAAAAAAAd8/7DidbzNIyO0/s72-c/paul_newman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-5335260235624954888</id><published>2008-09-24T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T04:44:58.563-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beautiful Philippines'/><title type='text'>Bayan Ko</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P5HXqQR1LM4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P5HXqQR1LM4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tribute to the classic art of Fernando Amorsolo, the powerful filipino song, Bayan ko, and the timeless artist, Kuh Ledesma. &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song is taken from Kuh's newest album, K. It is a precious collection of filipino songs given a neo-ethnic sound through the expertise of Bob Aves. This album is The Philippines' proud contribution to World Music.&lt;br /&gt;Though the song may promote nationalism, let us not forget that we are all ONE. Let this be a celebration of the beauty of diversity and uniqueness. Any thing unique, we value. Any thing we value, we lovingly accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to DrBillRamos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-5335260235624954888?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/5335260235624954888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=5335260235624954888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/5335260235624954888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/5335260235624954888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2008/09/bayan-ko.html' title='Bayan Ko'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-8028787095075379138</id><published>2008-09-23T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T00:35:13.212-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charice Pempengco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing Kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balitang Sikat'/><title type='text'>Charice at Madison Square Garden  with Celine Dion</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SNi90sbyawI/AAAAAAAAAdU/8mom6cLFkoE/s200/Charice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249154078678870786" border="0" /&gt;The country's pride, Charice again proved that dreams do come true after she performed a duet with one of her favorite international stars - Celine Dion, September 15, Tuesday at Madison Square Garden in New York City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the concert dubbed as "Taking Chances World Tour," Charice sang the hit "Because You Loved Me" with her idol Celine. The song was actually chosen for and dedicated to Charice's strength and love - her mom Raquel Pempengco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the concert, the Canadian international star first told the life story of Charice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This young girl's name is Charice. I'm so excited. She's 16 years old and she's from the Philippines. &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Let me tell you she has a voice that can literally blow the roof off Madison Square. But the real story is, Charice and her mom escaped a terrifying experience and had to leave Charice's violent father. You know, to start a life on their own, Charice vowed to save her mom from life's desperation. Through prayers and dreams and God-given talent, an incredible voice, Charice entered and won every singing contest in her native country and eventually got noticed. By such a fortunate chance people saw the show on Oprah and Oprah wanted to take her under her wing and David Foster joined them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I had a chance to see Charice perform one of my songs in Oprah last week. I have a little difficulty to talk right now because I met Charice and I'm so emotional and so I'm searching and looking for my words trying to control my emotion. I invited here to come her tonight to sing with me...," said Celine Dion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Celine's lovely introduction to Charice she invited her to come up on stage and join her. Celine then told Charice how spectacular she is and how she looked really beautiful. Celine asked the young diva how she feels to be with her on the same stage. Charice admitted that she's nervous but Celine calmed her and said that she does not have to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"First of all you look spectacular you're beautiful, you're shaking, how do you feel? Don't be nervous I think people will understand that you're nervous. But let me tell you one thing, the talent we're not going to talk about because you have that, we're not going to talk about strength because you have that (Celine pointing to Charice's mom Raquel Pempengco) and so the love. And I have to tell you that the family we have to talk about because you have that too. One time my manager, my husband told me 'Celine', because when I started to sing I was 12 years old so 12 and 16, it's the same, okay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He told me 'Celine I know you're nervous, don't be scared. You love to sing. When you go up there you'll be nervous don't be.' I will give you an image that you can think about, think about that. All the people you see in front of you are your brothers and sisters. You are singing in your living room and it's your family," Celine told Charice. Charice in return said that she was ready to sing and agreed to dedicate their song "Because You Loved Me" to her mother Raquel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd, in a standing ovation, roared and praised Celine and Charice after their performance. "You did amazing, and the roof of the Madison (blew) up tonight," said Celine. Celine also said that she loved Charice and that she could not wait to perform with Charice for a full concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you do perform in Madison Square are you going to invite me? I love you and I can not wait to be with you to perform here for a whole concert," Celine said before she let Charice leave the concert stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Oprah Show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be recalled that Charice guested on Oprah Winfrey's show for the second time last September 9, Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charice thought that she will just have an ordinary conversation with Oprah's "Washington viewer" but she was shocked when her idol Celine appeared on live video conference and gave her message for the young diva. While crying, Charice listened to Celine's message: "Hi Charice! I have to tell you that I'm speechless. I have heard you sing. I have seen a little of your life story and I am extremely ecstatic like the rest of the world who's watching right now..." I can't tell you that we have lots of things in common and I also had a mother who is my strength... You have more talent than most people. You can sing, you can speak and sing with your heart, you can play guitar... and you can have dreams because your life story is quite a painful one. Thank God your strength comes from your mother and your heart will go on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what made Charice burst into tears was when Celine offered a special number with her, an offer that Charice will treasure forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If I may, I would love to do something very special with you. Next week, I'm going to be singing at Madison Square Garden and I would love to ask you to come and sing a duet with me. And we can sing together. Maybe we can sing "Because You Loved Me" and maybe we can dedicate this song to your mother. So I hope you can travel to New York and meet with me," says Celine. Charice earlier told abs-cbnNEWS.com how excited she was to see her idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source : &lt;a href="http://charicepempengco.com/videos/Charice-Celine-MSG-09-15-2008.php" target="_blank"&gt;charicepempengco.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MGPqa-94834&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MGPqa-94834&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Coco for the video.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/982636277838745433-8028787095075379138?l=bethfey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/feeds/8028787095075379138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=982636277838745433&amp;postID=8028787095075379138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/8028787095075379138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/982636277838745433/posts/default/8028787095075379138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethfey.blogspot.com/2008/09/charice-at-madison-square-garden-with.html' title='Charice at Madison Square Garden  with Celine Dion'/><author><name>Beth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SbTeqbSSd0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/ZXM_2oArNgU/S220/Beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SNi90sbyawI/AAAAAAAAAdU/8mom6cLFkoE/s72-c/Charice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-982636277838745433.post-3807745480707958032</id><published>2008-09-22T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T13:55:23.528-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iisa Pa Lamang'/><title type='text'>Iisa Pa Lamang - Episode 51</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Super love ko si Gabby Concepcion kaya habang nanunood ay sinusulat ko rin ang napapanuod kong eksena para puede kong balik-balikan at paulit-ulit kiligin (haaay gabbylicious talaga! hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagpasalamat si Estelle sa mga dumalo sa birthday party nya.&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Thank you!  Thank you! Unang-una gusto kong pasalamatan ang mga anak ko, si Raphael at si Toby, sa pag-aabala nila sa birthday kong ito. And kahit hindi na natin kasama rito si Enrique, alam kong buhay sya sa inyong ala-ala.  Maraming salamat sa inyong pagdalo, this means a lot to me, especially sa katulad kong isang byuda.  And my friend Isadora at ang kanyang anak na si Sofia.   Thank you all very much! Maraming salamat!&lt;br /&gt;Nagpalakpakan ang mga bisita.  Tumayo si Raphael&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : By the way, mga kaibigan gusto ko rin pong ipakilala si&lt;br /&gt;Biglang lumapit at nagsalita si Isadora.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Ay oo nga pala mare, nakalimutan mong banggitin si Catherine.  I'm  sure natatandaan nyo namang lahat sya di ba?  And familiar sya sa inyo, lalo pa ngayon laman sya ng mga headline hindi ba?  If you remember, Catherine is the ex-wife OF THE LATE  MARTIN DELA RHEA. (nagtitimpi ang mag-inang Estelle at Raphael sa gumagawa ng eksena na si Isadora) Which incidentally, hindi ba ibinintang sa iyo ang pagkamatay nya? &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : I don't think that comment was necessary.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Bakit Raphael? I'm sure hindi naman mamasamain ng mga bisita ng mama mo kung ipaalala ko sa kanila kung sino si Catherine.  I mean this is an intimate affair, so maganda magkakilala tayong lahat, hindi ba?&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : I think you should stop it&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : I'm just stating a fact, Raphael&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Marami na kayong nasabi, please just stop it now, okay?&lt;br /&gt;-Inawat na ni Estelle sa pagsasalita si Isadora&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : I'm sorry mare, na-carried away ako.&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : (naka-akbay kay Catherine) Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to introduce to you si Catherine dela Rhea.  Malapit na po kaming ikasal, and I hope makapunta ho kayong lahat, pagka in-announce  po namin.  We will be very honored to have everybody. Mom, this was supposed to be I hope, it would have been a very  pleasant announcement during your birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nilapitan ni Toby ang nakatingin na si Sofia sa nakatalikod na si Catherine&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Sofia, kinuha na ni kuya yung cake.  Kapag na-blow na ni Mommy ang candle, saka natin ipapaalam sa kanya ang tungkol sa ating dalawa ha.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Are you sure?&lt;br /&gt;Toby : Oo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; width: 217px; height: 189px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SNgP3dJwiDI/AAAAAAAAAc8/V5dQvhiRIe0/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248962811093092402" border="0" /&gt;-Pagka-alis nina Toby at Sofia, nilapitan ni Isadora si Catherine.  May hawak na baso ng alak si Isadora.&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Mukmok lang?&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Iniisip ko lang... kung papaano kita papatayin na talagang mahihirapan ka ng subra sobra.  Ano, doon tayo sa labas Isadora!  Gusto mo, tapusin na natin 'to?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Hahahaha! Ayoko pa, nag-e-enjoy pa akong awayin ka eh.  Pero puede rin.  Ano ba talaga ang gusto mong mangyari ha, Catherine?  Ang magsampalan tayo at magsabunutan sa harapan ng hilaw mong byenan?  At sa buong alta-sosyedad?  Hahahaha!  Ang yabang mo ba ngayon ha, porke't bang apelyido mo noon ay Mrs. Catherine dela Rhea, at future Mrs. Raphael Torralba. Hahaha!  Alam mo, bibinyagan na lang kita ng bagong pangalan... Mrs. Catherine Maperang-mapera y Huthutera byuda de Impostura, o di ba mas maganda, sosyalen? Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Catherine : Ano ba yang iniinom mo Isadora?  Scotch ba 'yan?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Oo, bakit gusto mo para talaga makalimot ka?  (ibinibigay ang baso kay Catherine) Go ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 214px; height: 181px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dg1dcICAnc/SNgP9qh7MQI/AAAAAAAAAdE/JEbeiHilPrQ/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248962917763330306" border="0" /&gt;Catherine : (kinuha ang baso) Gusto ko lang ITAPON sa mukha mo!&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : HOW DARE YOU?!&lt;br /&gt;-Patakbong lumapit sina Raphael at Estelle&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Estelle, tingnan mo ang  ginawa sa akin ng babaeng yan&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Tingnan mo ginawa mo, hindi ka na nahiya sa mga bisita.  Talagang wala kang modong babae!&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : (hawak si Catherine) Halika na!&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Estelle... (tumingin sa mga bisita) It's okay, it's okay... I'm fine, it's okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinabukasan, habang kumakain ang mag-iinang Torralba&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Teka nga muna Raphael, parang ako pa ang sinisisi mo sa nangyari kahapon&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Ma, alam nyo namang magka-away si Isadora at si Catherine, kinumbida pa ninyo. &lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Sa pagkakaalala ko, birthday ko iyon kaya puede kong imbitahin ang mga kaibigan ko&lt;br /&gt;Raphael : Nakakasiguro ba kayong kaibigan nyo si Isadora?  Baka naman ginagamit lang kayo&lt;br /&gt;Estelle : Nakakasiguro ka bang maganda ang hangarin ni Catherine sa iyo?  O baka naman pineperahan ka lang nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naghahain si Isadora ng pagkain nila ni Sofia&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Natapunan man ako ng scotch, okay lang dahil sya pa rin ang talunan.  Naku, galit na galit sa kanya si Estelle... wala raw syang modo. Naku, buti ng sa kanya! (nakatingin lang si Sofia sa ina) O hwag mo na ako bigyan ng words of wisdom ha, dahil pagdating talaga kay Catherine, naku wala talagang lumalabas lang ang galit ko.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Hanggang kailan ganito, ma?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Hanggang kaya ko. At kahit mauna akong mamatay kay Catherine... hihilahin ko pa rin ang paa nya, hindi ko pa rin sya patatahimikin.&lt;br /&gt;Sofia : Ma, sa tingin mo ba kaya mong pumatay sa sobrang galit mo?&lt;br /&gt;Isadora : Ano sa tingin mo?&lt;br /&gt;So
