tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-176426612008-05-16T18:46:12.379+08:00OLPS Batch '82ronnnoreply@blogger.comBlogger224125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642661.post-75949015895749420762008-05-13T18:16:00.001+08:002008-05-16T18:46:12.411+08:00baragat w/ long time friends<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/SClqroAFh-I/AAAAAAAAAOw/heQXiAcZtK0/s1600-h/DSC03325.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/SClqroAFh-I/AAAAAAAAAOw/heQXiAcZtK0/s320/DSC03325.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><br />the only thorn among the roses...wara pakaopod si caloy kay may hapdos(pic was taken at rizal beach). i'm here with my long time friends(l-r): ma. vivian karen pura-bondoc(since childhood), belinda berenguer-aguirre &amp; chona san jose-gonzalez (since freshmen days in olps minor). we went fishing at karen's fish &amp; crab farm in the morning and the tilapias we caught were grilled for our lunch. belinda and chona also brought prime cuts of pork meat to be grilled &amp; fresh fruits. karen was our host for the day and prepared a very sumptous pancit canton, inihaw na bangus &amp; pepino salad from her farm. an ambag ko na asin para sawsawan san green mangoes &amp; tomatoes, nalimotan ko pa hehehe kaya an ambag ko presensya lang hehehe! <div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>ronnnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642661.post-70654770669123532912008-03-28T17:25:00.003+08:002008-03-28T17:50:33.996+08:00bomick<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/R-y7wp0T6DI/AAAAAAAAAOo/dDu7ZfEJdg8/s1600-h/DSC03286.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182723715729975346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/R-y7wp0T6DI/AAAAAAAAAOo/dDu7ZfEJdg8/s320/DSC03286.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:courier new;">i got a surprise visit from sano siegfred "bong/bomick" miaco just this afternoon.. he's going back to manila early tomorrow morning and a night trip back to australia.. wara lamang paka-jamming kay sibot si sano.. hope to see him again in better times maybe this december.</span><br /><div></div>ronnnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642661.post-70883413348106508922008-02-12T10:03:00.000+08:002008-02-12T10:36:05.999+08:00holocaust - olps(minor) freshmen band<p><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3378be204f1eebe4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqgAAABjzXX0P2a8vxnDt-OvRPGB98dDLwFC_HsToJugxncdj3_3RRgPBro47cQgdD6v7hpB8DGqwY8ifXhrFJJWdsn6jnOMb5g9wLXWqFkVBvk-R6jS3X38FMVeHNDVAOv7dowF4vdjS8AUD5UtGm3KSpKkrc_ZFZ03VbrMcS1AXqfHtZ7OX3JEMdoaYmmWVt0ht-F2bUGUs93tDUtOUsqFkt_a04jDN5TpzAUkj_rZG-a83%26sigh%3DbCdhk__F98XZ7hwBnkXgh-xjGpk%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;nogvlm=1&amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd4361fe8d5caea16%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3D49doMsKkdnGwnlpAkBtTx8pCrHg&amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"> <param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"> <embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqgAAABjzXX0P2a8vxnDt-OvRPGB98dDLwFC_HsToJugxncdj3_3RRgPBro47cQgdD6v7hpB8DGqwY8ifXhrFJJWdsn6jnOMb5g9wLXWqFkVBvk-R6jS3X38FMVeHNDVAOv7dowF4vdjS8AUD5UtGm3KSpKkrc_ZFZ03VbrMcS1AXqfHtZ7OX3JEMdoaYmmWVt0ht-F2bUGUs93tDUtOUsqFkt_a04jDN5TpzAUkj_rZG-a83%26sigh%3DbCdhk__F98XZ7hwBnkXgh-xjGpk%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;nogvlm=1&amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd4361fe8d5caea16%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3D49doMsKkdnGwnlpAkBtTx8pCrHg&amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object> </p><p><span style="font-family:courier new;">how i wish i could do the same amazing act as david copperfield do hehehe! how about you sano?</span></p>ronnnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642661.post-88614717411991562952007-10-29T16:58:00.000+08:002007-10-29T17:17:15.591+08:00tree planting<div align="center"><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/RyWj-bs3I9I/AAAAAAAAAOA/XNrzD3uICpo/s1600-h/DSC02979.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126684043814314962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/RyWj-bs3I9I/AAAAAAAAAOA/XNrzD3uICpo/s320/DSC02979.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:courier new;">padre odin planted two kinds of tree, a mahogany and a narra</span><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126683622907519938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/RyWjl7s3I8I/AAAAAAAAAN4/C-KGFTumHOQ/s320/DSC02978.JPG" border="0" /> <span style="font-family:courier new;">we're the only alumni from the silver jubilarians who attended the 62nd olps homecoming<br /></span><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126685023066858482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/RyWk3bs3I_I/AAAAAAAAAOM/-9m6UYvu3Wo/s320/DSC02980.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://localhost:2910/327d10153bf32bdd7252233feed9b2cf/image3217.jpg"></a></div></div>ronnnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642661.post-6016095703874870822007-10-26T12:13:00.000+08:002007-10-27T09:01:08.152+08:00concelebrated mass-62nd alumni homecoming<div align="center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/RyKNjrs3I5I/AAAAAAAAANk/vuMD1vCkjVA/s1600-h/DSC02974.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125814970066871186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/RyKNjrs3I5I/AAAAAAAAANk/vuMD1vCkjVA/s320/DSC02974.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:courier new;">fr odin gave the homily w/ gusto, pointing out the essence of looking back to our roots for guidance</span> </div><div align="center"><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125814987246740386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/RyKNkrs3I6I/AAAAAAAAANs/mlNlJZ0QGlw/s320/DSC02975.JPG" border="0" /> <div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">and to thank God for everything</span> </div></div>ronnnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642661.post-62776665653982924012007-10-23T17:38:00.000+08:002007-10-23T18:13:57.677+08:00parents basketball<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rx3DQN2Fc8I/AAAAAAAAAM8/81mPYjoH5LI/s1600-h/DSC02933.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rx3DQN2Fc8I/AAAAAAAAAM8/81mPYjoH5LI/s320/DSC02933.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">warm up...trying the three point area(w/c didn't exist during our days hehehe!)</span></p><p align="center"><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rx3DRN2Fc9I/AAAAAAAAANE/WM1PqFfPYg0/s1600-h/DSC02934.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rx3DRN2Fc9I/AAAAAAAAANE/WM1PqFfPYg0/s320/DSC02934.JPG" border="0" /></a> </p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">playing forward, i'm not a good ball handler...kaya sige lang dalagan from endcourt to endcourt...then came the opporunity of a sure shot from a fastbreak throw...kaplos an lay up ngeee! kasopog! sayang an siyak san mag-ina ko. hehehe! got startled maybe kaya wara paka shoot(palusot, gurang na ugang)</span> </p><p align="center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rx3DRd2Fc-I/AAAAAAAAANM/VTLcQPsljWk/s1600-h/DSC02936.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rx3DRd2Fc-I/AAAAAAAAANM/VTLcQPsljWk/s320/DSC02936.JPG" border="0" /></a> </p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">the last time i played basketball was in the early 80s when i was still inside the seminary...hamakon mo yon kaawat na palan...so the end result was a heatstroke(played only for a couple of minutes in the swelltering heat of a midnoon sun- durudismayo baga!) and hyperacidity due to stress(kasukasuka na biyo!). hehehe!<br /><br />but we championed over the two other teams with the help of our center, padre egay(rector) and the other much abled and younger parents. yeheeey!</span> <a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></p>ronnnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642661.post-68253973349454811732007-10-22T17:14:00.000+08:002007-10-23T18:10:31.162+08:00parents cheerleading competition<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/RxxqUN2Fc5I/AAAAAAAAAMk/pX1rEn--sgw/s1600-h/DSC02929.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/RxxqUN2Fc5I/AAAAAAAAAMk/pX1rEn--sgw/s320/DSC02929.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">these were the parents of the celts team where i belong, doing an out of this world cheerleading..hehehe!</span><span style="font-family:courier new;"></p></span><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/RxxqVd2Fc6I/AAAAAAAAAMs/lIYEU_eS_50/s1600-h/DSC02931.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/RxxqVd2Fc6I/AAAAAAAAAMs/lIYEU_eS_50/s320/DSC02931.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">it never came to my mind, but for the sake of my son, buhe!</span> </p><p align="center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/RxxqWt2Fc7I/AAAAAAAAAM0/GtGuwsltEdI/s1600-h/DSC02932.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/RxxqWt2Fc7I/AAAAAAAAAM0/GtGuwsltEdI/s320/DSC02932.JPG" border="0" /></a> </p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">maski nag-uuran, fight an magurang para lamang sa aki nindang seminarista.</span><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></p>ronnnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642661.post-68673454304744786182007-10-21T17:21:00.000+08:002007-10-22T17:25:49.320+08:00intrams pa<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rxsabt2Fc2I/AAAAAAAAAMM/0SVNjHU4_uY/s1600-h/DSC02899.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rxsabt2Fc2I/AAAAAAAAAMM/0SVNjHU4_uY/s320/DSC02899.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">parents of the spartan team</span> </p><p align="center"><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rxsacd2Fc3I/AAAAAAAAAMU/kpZj918iL9w/s1600-h/DSC02903.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rxsacd2Fc3I/AAAAAAAAAMU/kpZj918iL9w/s320/DSC02903.JPG" border="0" /></a> </p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">parents of the celts team</span> </p><p align="center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rxsac92Fc4I/AAAAAAAAAMc/5tg2kXWlugw/s1600-h/DSC02908.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rxsac92Fc4I/AAAAAAAAAMc/5tg2kXWlugw/s320/DSC02908.JPG" border="0" /></a> </p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">parents of the sioux team</span> <a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></p>ronnnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642661.post-77762581624814625572007-10-19T16:34:00.000+08:002007-10-19T16:41:42.080+08:00clash of the empires<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rxhsft2FczI/AAAAAAAAAL0/2XNgdCuyJUw/s1600-h/DSC02898.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rxhsft2FczI/AAAAAAAAAL0/2XNgdCuyJUw/s320/DSC02898.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">spartans</span> </p><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rxhsf92Fc0I/AAAAAAAAAL8/torg7BpCW0A/s1600-h/DSC02900.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rxhsf92Fc0I/AAAAAAAAAL8/torg7BpCW0A/s320/DSC02900.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">celts</div></span><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/RxhsgN2Fc1I/AAAAAAAAAME/q2dymtLYiiE/s1600-h/DSC02906.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/RxhsgN2Fc1I/AAAAAAAAAME/q2dymtLYiiE/s320/DSC02906.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><p align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">sioux</span><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></p>ronnnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642661.post-42749674423010356692007-10-15T10:37:00.000+08:002007-10-15T10:52:58.078+08:00olps intrams 2007<div align="center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/RxLUfd2FctI/AAAAAAAAALE/t4DjuF7QzUA/s1600-h/DSC02896.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121389363326186194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/RxLUfd2FctI/AAAAAAAAALE/t4DjuF7QzUA/s320/DSC02896.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/RxLUft2FcuI/AAAAAAAAALM/YL7oEqszyew/s1600-h/DSC02904.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121389367621153506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/RxLUft2FcuI/AAAAAAAAALM/YL7oEqszyew/s320/DSC02904.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/RxLUf92FcvI/AAAAAAAAALU/EfyWrZwo1cw/s1600-h/DSC02909.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121389371916120818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/RxLUf92FcvI/AAAAAAAAALU/EfyWrZwo1cw/s320/DSC02909.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:courier new;">need i say more?</span><br /><br /></div>ronnnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642661.post-78401187774145358422007-10-08T12:09:00.001+08:002007-10-08T12:16:40.352+08:0062nd Alumni Homecoming<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rwmt992FcrI/AAAAAAAAAK0/R7WfiQpl-Ew/s1600-h/62nd+foundation+day+invite.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118813731568317106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rwmt992FcrI/AAAAAAAAAK0/R7WfiQpl-Ew/s320/62nd+foundation+day+invite.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:courier new;">here's the invitation</span><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rwmt992FcsI/AAAAAAAAAK8/51mlV-8s8dA/s1600-h/homecoming+sked.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118813731568317122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rwmt992FcsI/AAAAAAAAAK8/51mlV-8s8dA/s320/homecoming+sked.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">and here's the sked</span>ronnnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642661.post-23030036494712568872007-09-18T16:25:00.000+08:002007-10-08T12:08:56.814+08:001st olps (minor) outing<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Ru-LzZasdzI/AAAAAAAAAKc/fImlIyTKaUA/s1600-h/DSC02680.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Ru-LzZasdzI/AAAAAAAAAKc/fImlIyTKaUA/s320/DSC02680.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:85%;">i was waiting for padre egay to post some pix of their 1st beach outing (aug 5) but maybe he's very busy kaya lain sya nag post, so here are some pix that i took during that occassion w/c was also the gen. assembly of the pta</span>...<br /><br />one to sawa pagbabad sa dagat even it's scourging hot! hehehe!<br /><br /></span><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Ru-L0Jasd0I/AAAAAAAAAKk/CkmZHVZs4vU/s1600-h/DSC02686.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Ru-L0Jasd0I/AAAAAAAAAKk/CkmZHVZs4vU/s320/DSC02686.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:courier new;">some of the freshmen skipped rope while the juniors &amp; seniors played rugby</span><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Ru-L0Zasd1I/AAAAAAAAAKs/_aOiR2ZGFBc/s1600-h/DSC02691.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Ru-L0Zasd1I/AAAAAAAAAKs/_aOiR2ZGFBc/s320/DSC02691.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:courier new;">my son (center) listening to a senior playing his guitar</span> <div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>ronnnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642661.post-73308909765637836072007-08-29T20:18:00.000+08:002007-09-07T10:17:12.564+08:00AW HARAIN NA KAMO?<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/RuC0emkZzOI/AAAAAAAAAKU/tFxjd1Z7w_E/s1600-h/collage.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107280415280450786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/RuC0emkZzOI/AAAAAAAAAKU/tFxjd1Z7w_E/s320/collage.png" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;">HOYSSSST!!!...WHERE ARE THOU, MGA KLASMEYTS? IT'S JUST A MATTER OF DAYS, 49 TO BE EXACT, BEFORE WE CELEBRATE OUR HOMECOMING IN OLPS. AW NANO BAYA DIRI NA KIRITA MAREREUNION? THE HOMECOMING LAST YEAR WAS CANCELLED DUE TO THE DEVASTATION FROM TWO TYPHOONS. KUN WARA NIYAN SKED AN OLPS SA HOMECOMING, KIRITA NA LANG ADA NA MAGKARAKLASE (BATCH 1978-1982) AN MAGREREUNION, KAY SILVER JUBILARIANS BAGA KIRITA. ARE WE GOING TO EVEN PASS THIS MOMENTOUS EVENT OF OUR LIVES, THE CELEBRATION OF OUR 25 YEARS AFTER OUR GRADUATION IN OLPS? SUARIN KIRITA MAGBABARAGAT BAYA, PARA MAG-OGMA, MAG-DOMDOM SAN HIGHSCHOOL DAYS TA? KUN SUARIN MALUYA NA MGA LAWAS TA? NIYAN NA KUNTA NA HOMECOMING MIENTRAS MAKOSOG-KOSOG PA MAN KIRITA! HEHEHE! MAGPARAMDAM MAN TABI KAMO, MGA SANO, MGA KAMANGHOD, MGA KAKLASE!!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffff33;">PS: HEY, KLASMEYTS! WHAT CAN WE POSSIBLY DONATE TO OUR ALMA MATER AS A TOKEN OF OUR GRATITUDE &amp; APPRECIATION FOR THE MANY YEARS <em>SHE</em> TOOK US INTO <em>HER </em>CARING ARMS? ANY SUGGESTIONS, MGA SANO?</span></div></div>ronnnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642661.post-53077701181295167032007-08-19T09:51:00.000+08:002007-08-19T10:03:09.121+08:00pakunswelo lang<span style="font-family:courier new;">Granny in court...Lawyers should never ask a Mississippi grandma a question if they aren't prepared for the answer. </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">In a trial, a Southern smalltown prosecuting attorney called his first witness, a grandmotherly, elderly woman to the stand. He approached her and asked, "Mrs. Jones, do you know me?" </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">She responded, "Why, yes, I do know you, Mr. Williams. I've known you since you were a young boy, and frankly, you've been a big disappointment to me. You lie, you cheat on your wife, and you manipulate people and talk about them behind their backs. You think you're a big shot when you haven't the brains to realize you never will amount to anything more than a two-bit paper pusher. Yes, I know you."</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">The lawyer was stunned! Not knowing what else to do, he pointed across the room and asked, "Mrs. Jones, do you know the defense attorney?" </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">She again replied, "Why, yes, I do. I've known Mr. Bradley since he was a youngster, too. He's lazy, bigoted, and he has a drinking problem. He can't build a normal relationship with anyone and his law practice is one of the worst in the entire state. Not to mention he cheated on his wife with three different women. One of them was your wife. Yes, I know him." The defense attorney almost died. </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">The judge asked both counselors to approach the bench and, in a very quiet voice, said, "If either of you idiots asks her if she knows me, I'll send you to the electric chair!!!" :)</span>ronnnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642661.post-19460418887713516932007-07-31T10:36:00.000+08:002007-07-31T10:53:16.938+08:00eruption of bulusan volcano<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rq6gtGFgGhI/AAAAAAAAAJs/prjKsJdPwnU/s1600-h/DSC02667.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rq6gtGFgGhI/AAAAAAAAAJs/prjKsJdPwnU/s320/DSC02667.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rq6gtmFgGiI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Cv_fekkNALU/s1600-h/DSC02668.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rq6gtmFgGiI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Cv_fekkNALU/s320/DSC02668.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rq6guWFgGjI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/FyPA5Y3iFFE/s1600-h/DSC02669.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rq6guWFgGjI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/FyPA5Y3iFFE/s320/DSC02669.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rq6gu2FgGkI/AAAAAAAAAKE/cwV1SBk0IB4/s1600-h/DSC02670.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rq6gu2FgGkI/AAAAAAAAAKE/cwV1SBk0IB4/s320/DSC02670.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">mixed emotions were felt when i was taking these pix (9:45 am); amazed or bewildered by the picturesque moment but also fear and panic at the same time because this eruption seemed so near </span><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>ronnnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642661.post-24414196920786268472007-07-23T15:47:00.000+08:002007-07-23T16:04:16.812+08:00padre odine's birthday!<a href="http://www.ecomments.com/comments.php?i=11837365009e"><img alt="Happy Birthday" src="http://m1.ecomments.com/07/7/6/11837365009e.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;">PLUS ANOTHER 21 YEARS PARA SA EXACT AGE MO, PADRE ODINE! HAHAHA!</span>ronnnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642661.post-10774036908240919802007-07-19T16:03:00.000+08:002007-07-19T16:24:52.625+08:00padre cacoy's bday!<a href="http://www.ecomments.com/comments.php?i=11830130360a"><img alt="Funny Birthday" src="http://m1.ecomments.com/07/6/28/11830130360a.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">hi padre! it's your birthday today and it's just like yesterday that we celebrated your day at your parish there in sangay, camarines sur. kadali san panahon...gururang na kirita! hehehe!</span>ronnnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642661.post-59921231348608119892007-07-14T16:12:00.000+08:002007-07-14T16:23:02.540+08:00horop-horop<span style="font-family:courier new;"><em>We never know when some little gesture can make a great difference in someone's life.</em><br /> </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>THE PASTOR & HIS SON</strong> </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Every Sunday afternoon, after the morning service at the church, the Pastor and his eleven year old son would go out into their town and hand out Gospel Tracts. This particular Sunday afternoon, as it came time for the Pastor and his son to go to the streets with their tracts, it was very cold outside, as well as pouring down rain. The boy bundled up in his warmest and driest clothes and said, "OK, Dad, I'm ready." His Pastor dad asked, "Ready for what?" "Dad, it's time we gather our tracts together and go out." Dad responds, "Son, it's very cold outside and it's pouring down rain." The boy gives his Dad a surprised look, asking, "But Dad, aren't people still going to Hell, even though it's raining?" Dad answers, "Son, I am not going out in this weather." Despondently, the boy asks, "Dad, can I go? Please?" His father hesitated for a moment then said, "Son, you can go. Here are the tracts, be careful son." </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">"Thanks Dad!" And with that, he was off and out into the rain. This eleven year old boy walked the streets of the town going door to door and handing everybody he met in the street a Gospel Tract. </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">After two hours of walking in the rain, he was soaking, bone-chilled wet and down to his VERY LAST TRACT. He stopped on a corner and looked for someone to hand a tract to, but the streets were totally deserted. Then he turned toward the first home he saw and started up the sidewalk to the front door and rang the door bell. He rang the bell, but nobody answered. He rang it again and again, but still no one answered. He waited but still no answer. </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Finally, this eleven year old trooper turned to leave, but something stopped him. Again, he turned to the door and rang the bell and knocked loudly on the door with his fist. He waited, something holding him there on the front porch. He rang again and this time the door slowly opened. </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Standing in the doorway was a very sad-looking elderly lady. She softly asked, "What can I do for you, son?" With radiant eyes and a smile that lit up her world, this little boy said, "Ma'am, I'm sorry if I disturbed you, but I just want to tell you that *JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU* and I came to give you my very last Gospel Tract which will tell you all about JESUS and His great LOVE." </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">With that, he handed her his last tract and turned to leave. She called to him as he departed. "Thank you, son! And God Bless You!" Well, the following Sunday morning in church, Pastor Dad was at the pulpit. As the service began, he asked, "Does anybody have testimony or want to say anything?" Slowly, in the back row of the church, an elderly lady stood to her feet. As she began to speak, a look of glorious radiance came from her face, "No one in this church knows me. I've never been here before. You see, before last Sunday, I was not a Christian. My husband passed on some time ago, leaving me totally alone in this world. Last Sunday, being a particularly cold and rainy day, it was even more so in my heart that I came to the end of the line where I no longer had any hope or will to live. So I took a rope and a chair and ascended the stairway into the attic of my home. I fastened the rope securely to a rafter in the roof, then stood on the chair and fastened the other end of the rope around my neck. Standing on that chair, so lonely and brokenhearted, I was about to leap off, when suddenly the loud ringing of my doorbell downstairs startled me. I thought, "I'll wait a minute, and whoever it is will go away." </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">I waited and waited, but the ringing doorbell seemed to get louder and more insistent, and then the person ringing also started knocking loudly. I thought to myself again, "Who on earth could this be? Nobody ever rings my bell or comes to see me." I loosened the rope from my neck and started for the front door, all the while the bell rang louder and louder. When I opened the door and looked I could hardly believe my eyes, for there on my front porch was the most radiant and angelic little boy I had ever seen in my life. His SMILE, oh, I could never describe it to you! The words that came from his mouth caused my heart that had long been dead, TO LEAP TO LIFE as he exclaimed with a cherub-like voice, " Ma'am, I just came to tell you that JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU." Then he gave me this Gospel Tract that I now hold in my hand. As the little angel disappeared back out into the cold and rain, I closed my door and read slowly every word of this Gospel Tract. Then I went up to my attic to get my rope and chair. I wouldn't be needing them any more. You see, I am now a Happy Child of the KING. Since the address of your church was on the back of this Gospel Tract, I have come here to personally say THANK YOU to God's little angel who came just in the nick of time and by so doing, spared my soul from an eternity in hell." There was not a dry eye in the church. And as shouts of praise and honor to THE KING resounded off the very rafters of the building, Pastor Dad descended from the pulpit to the front pew where the little angel was seated. He took his son in his arms and sobbed uncontrollably. </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Probably no church has had a more glorious moment, and probably this universe has never seen a Papa that was more filled with love & honor for his son... Except for One. This Father also allowed His Son to go out into a cold and dark world. He received His Son back with joy unspeakable, and as all of heaven shouted praises and honor to The King, the Father sat His beloved Son on a throne far above all principality and power and every name that is named. Blessed are your eyes for reading this message. Don't let this message die, read it again and pass it to others. Heaven is for His people! Remember, God's message CAN make the difference in the life of someone close to you. Do not be too shy to share that wonderful message.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>PRAISE GOD!</strong></span>ronnnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642661.post-8995046266964668512007-07-06T18:42:00.000+08:002007-07-06T18:44:13.179+08:00First Day<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Ro4c90O85KI/AAAAAAAAAJU/JcYSiJOcLVw/s1600-h/DSC02557.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Ro4c90O85KI/AAAAAAAAAJU/JcYSiJOcLVw/s320/DSC02557.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div>These are the parents' of the Gubatnon freshmen, huddling around during the entrance and first day of the kids in their new world, under the caring arms of the Our Lady of Penafrancia Seminary.<br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Ro4c-0O85LI/AAAAAAAAAJc/YLIwq-8633Y/s1600-h/DSC02558.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Ro4c-0O85LI/AAAAAAAAAJc/YLIwq-8633Y/s320/DSC02558.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div>In here are the same parents' who are squeezing the remaining minutes before going back to Gubat and leaving for the very first time their dear sons.<br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Ro4c_EO85MI/AAAAAAAAAJk/7DopTe1uwFQ/s1600-h/DSC02559.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Ro4c_EO85MI/AAAAAAAAAJk/7DopTe1uwFQ/s320/DSC02559.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div>These are the freshmen, also huddling around and getting to know each other.<div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>ronnnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642661.post-25038790431163823692007-06-25T17:59:00.000+08:002007-06-25T18:04:26.412+08:00olps freshmen night<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rn-TCW78rnI/AAAAAAAAAJM/vUvMUL49YHE/s1600-h/nono%27s+talent.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079940573423251058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/Rn-TCW78rnI/AAAAAAAAAJM/vUvMUL49YHE/s320/nono%27s+talent.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:courier new;">here's my son during the freshmen night, a photograb from olps minor blogsite mentained by fr. egay cleofe(rector). wara pakamana an ama sa bata hehehe!</span>ronnnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642661.post-88984161464051320012007-06-17T19:03:00.000+08:002007-06-17T19:24:30.382+08:00OLPS(minor) blog<span style="font-family:courier new;">HEY SANOS! Do check out the newly created online site of our dear alma mater and see what's happening there. Also discover for yourself the devastations that Milenyo &amp; Reming brought last year to the seminary (published in Scintilla 2006-2007 issue). You'll probably feel very sad upon seeing the pix of seminarians sleeping in pair inside the cubicles in the bathroom and a seminarian covering/hiding inside his cabinet. <span style="color:#ffff33;">CLICK </span><li><a href="http://olpseminary.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#ffff33;">HERE</span></a></li></span>ronnnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642661.post-56918840428398922792007-06-15T10:00:00.000+08:002007-06-15T10:46:43.819+08:00ANO DAW?<span style="font-family:courier new;">Ano Daw?</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Ano daw an maitatabang ta</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Sa satuyang eskwelahan</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Eskwelahan asin harong nyatong dinakulaan</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Nagsasakit o naghihingak-hingak na padaba</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Rinabasan ki duwang bagyong </span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Garo mas makosog pa </span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Kay Padre 29 asin Padre Tony</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Na sabay na naangot</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Ano daw baya</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Bilang sarong aki</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Aki na dapat ibalik an grasya</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Grasya na nakua</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Nakua sa tabang kan seminaryong mahal</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Mahal na an board & lodging</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">HeHeHe!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Ano daw baya</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Kitang mga silver jubilarians</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Tabang na maitatao sa saiya</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Ngonyan kita mas kaipohan</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Ngonyan kita maghiwag</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Mientras may kosog pa</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Mientras maray pa an memorya</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Igwa lamang kitang padomodoman</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Tabang na naitao</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Madalion umagi an panahon</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Mala garo man sana kahapon</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Na nagbabarahaw sa kusina</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Na nagdorolag paduman sa village</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Na nagsirigarilyo sa pantry</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Na nagrolombod sa likod</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Maski hilaw na langka</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Di pinatawad</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Tinago sa kisame</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Paghinog parong man giraray</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Hamot kan langka</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Angot ni Padre 29</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Sa gibong sala</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Sa kosog kan pakol</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Pajang naputol</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Kun romdom pa</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">An mga naka agi</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Di na maghalat</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Na malingaw pa</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Malingaw dahil sa kagurangan</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Ngonyan an panahon</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Panahon kan pagtao</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Ano daw?</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span>ronnnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642661.post-67649751262450559012007-06-14T16:40:00.000+08:002007-06-14T16:41:15.946+08:00d' gate<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/RnD_K278rmI/AAAAAAAAAJE/KJWpFW7WMSE/s1600-h/DSC02446.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NxzDyJOZFrs/RnD_K278rmI/AAAAAAAAAJE/KJWpFW7WMSE/s320/DSC02446.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div>the gate and mt. bulusan as backdrop<div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>ronnnoreply@blogger.com