<?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-21372101</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:54:07.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All About Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-115873675027577316</id><published>2006-09-20T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T15:19:10.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyle's 1st birthday bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/cake2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/cake2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/ky13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/ky13.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/ky19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/ky19.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/ky10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/ky10.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/ky14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/ky14.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/ky23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/ky23.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/dad%20wid%20dabarkads2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/dad%20wid%20dabarkads2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/ky20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/ky20.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/ky7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/ky7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/ky6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/ky6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/ky4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/ky4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/ky9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/ky9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-115873675027577316?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/115873675027577316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=115873675027577316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/115873675027577316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/115873675027577316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/09/kyles-1st-birthday-bash.html' title='Kyle&apos;s 1st birthday bash'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-115873513990984865</id><published>2006-09-20T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T14:52:19.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In school uniform</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/dana1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/dana1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/dana2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/dana2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-115873513990984865?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/115873513990984865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=115873513990984865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/115873513990984865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/115873513990984865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/09/in-school-uniform.html' title='In school uniform'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-115648416399270067</id><published>2006-08-25T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T13:36:04.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Linggo Ng Wika (Language Week)</title><content type='html'>After the "Nutrition Month", we celebrate the "Linggo ng Wika in August."  When it's Linggo ng Wika all students/pupils are supposed to speak the Filipino Language and commemorate the heroic efforts of the late President Manuel Luis Quezon for the Filipino people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the school, pupils are made to choose whether he/she will render a "Tula", a native dance or a song "Ako'y Isang Pinoy."  I chose to sing.  In fairness, I did a lot of practice.  Mom bought a CD, Tito made a minus one from the CD and converted into MP3 blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came the big day, as usual, I was so excited seeing my classmates in their Filipiniana customes, although I was wearing one too.  When my turn came, well...well...well.  I managed to sing the first three lines and oops I forgot the fourth line and sang instead the first line of the chorus. Yaiks. And to my shame, i stopped singing...and cried instead. Oh....i should have chosen to dance.  I am better off at dancing.  But anyway, it was just my first time...there's always a first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/19082006%28012%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/19082006%28012%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/19082006%28013%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/19082006%28013%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/19082006%28011%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/19082006%28011%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/19082006%28008%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/19082006%28008%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-115648416399270067?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/115648416399270067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=115648416399270067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/115648416399270067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/115648416399270067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/08/linggo-ng-wika-language-week.html' title='&lt;em&gt;Linggo Ng Wika &lt;/em&gt;(Language Week)'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-115648279766697832</id><published>2006-08-25T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T13:13:17.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nutrition Month</title><content type='html'>Every July of each year, schools in the Philippines usually clebrate the "Nutrition Month."  My Nursery School is one of them.  It was my first to join a parade, more so with a little basket loaded with fruits and vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/28072006%28004%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/28072006%28004%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/28072006%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/28072006%28003%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/28072006%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/28072006%28002%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/28072006%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/28072006%28001%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-115648279766697832?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/115648279766697832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=115648279766697832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/115648279766697832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/115648279766697832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/08/nutrition-month.html' title='Nutrition Month'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-115103970958442053</id><published>2006-06-23T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T13:15:09.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day in school</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/dana%201st%20day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/dana%201st%20day.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/dana%20in%20skul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/dana%20in%20skul.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my first day in school. I was so excited. My mom saw me to school and waited for me just like other moms of my classmates. Hmm I was a bit late that was why I was seating at the far end of the classroom.  We were quite a big class, we  are almost 20 but it's ok...that means, i have many playmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for me in school uniform in my next post.  See ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-115103970958442053?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/115103970958442053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=115103970958442053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/115103970958442053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/115103970958442053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/06/first-day-in-school.html' title='First day in school'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-114983600865094665</id><published>2006-06-09T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T14:53:28.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More pics...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/sinehan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/sinehan.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/ky%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/ky%202.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/danaring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/danaring.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/ky%20heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/ky%20heart.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-114983600865094665?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/114983600865094665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=114983600865094665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114983600865094665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114983600865094665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/06/more-pics.html' title='More pics...'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-114974812692170811</id><published>2006-06-08T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T14:28:46.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let us go free....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/jail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/jail.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-114974812692170811?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/114974812692170811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=114974812692170811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114974812692170811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114974812692170811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/06/let-us-go-free.html' title='Let us go free....'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-114958233634810991</id><published>2006-06-06T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T16:25:38.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting ready for school</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://img90.imageshack.us/slideshow/smilplayer.swf" width="426" height="320" name="smilplayer" id="smilplayer" bgcolor="FFFFFF" menu="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="blog_service=QmxvZ2dlckFUT00%3D&amp;blog_id=MjEzNzIxMDE%3D&amp;blog_user=a2lyc3Rlbi1kYW5h&amp;id=img90%2F7330%2F1149580678uwt.smil"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hey there....I'm going to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's right.  At three years old, I will start schooling.  My school is not that bongga or montessori type but it's more like a formal day care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classes will start on June 13, from 10:30 am to 12:30 noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait...especially when I heard that there's a slide in the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will tell you more next post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-114958233634810991?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/114958233634810991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=114958233634810991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114958233634810991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114958233634810991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/06/getting-ready-for-school.html' title='Getting ready for school'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-114768341672987039</id><published>2006-05-15T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T16:44:58.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Puerto Galera bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was just a dream... but a reality now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Puerto Galera for four days and three nights. For those who are not familiar, Puerto Galera is an island in Mindoro Oriental. Most foreigners and Filipinos alike frequent the place because of its white sand and nice beaches comparable to Boracay but much nearer from Manila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was with mom, dad, kyle, tito glenn and yaya. We took a bus, about 2 hour ride, from Cubao, to Batangas port. Then a ferry boat to Muelle (one of the islands) where we stayed. These pics were taken while we were on the boat going to Muelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/dad%20n%20dana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/dad%20n%20dana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/ky%20and%20yaya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/ky%20and%20yaya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/tito.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/tito.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/ky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/ky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at the "Moorings" almost one in the afternoon. Moorings has several townhouse units. The architecture, the furnishings are much better than our house in Cainta. We were given a two-bedroom unit. A perfect place to stay. I couldn't help but pose in its every corner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;align "center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/sala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/sala.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/master"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/master%27s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/tito"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/tito%27s%20corner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/tub.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/tub.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/sala-1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/sala-1.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/kitchen.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/kitchen.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Moorings also has a pool which was made exclusive for us all throughout our stay.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/pool.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/pool.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/pooly.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/pooly.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went from one beach to the other.  The first one we went to is the SandBar Beach Resort which is the only beach found in Muelle.  It wasn't that good.  But anyway, here are some shots of this beach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/SB2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/SB2.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/SB3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/SB3.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our second day, we went to White Beach.  It has white sand and the beach is much better than the SandBar.  There were plenty of people, young and old alike, around.  This time, my tito got a chance to spot "babes" in bikinis.  Not for long, however, because we got there almost sunset time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to leave Puerto Galera Sunday morning but Tita Daisy (sis of my Ninong Elmie who sponsored our stay there) convinced us to stay for one more night and lured us to take to Oceana Dive Resort (which is managed by my Ninong's brother).  Oceana Dive is located in Dulungan which is about 20 minute drive from Muelle.  To cut the long story, we stayed for another night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, Oceana Dive is terrific. I got the chance to "row, row, row your boat," the song goes, I couldn't believe I was actually doing it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/kayak1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/kayak1.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/kayak2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/kayak2.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/kayak3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/kayak3.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/kayak4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/kayak4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While dad and tito were on the beach picking up some precious stones (which to my disappointment were left behind), Kyle and I enjoyed the "duyan" with mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/duyan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/400/duyan.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             to be continued....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-114768341672987039?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/114768341672987039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=114768341672987039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114768341672987039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114768341672987039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/05/puerto-galera-bash.html' title='The Puerto Galera bash'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-114767966589245134</id><published>2006-05-15T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T15:54:25.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there... It's been a while. I don't remember what happened since my last post. Let me recall. Ah, I remember now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, my nanny's son was hit by a trike so she had to rush home to attend to him. Her place is in Butuan City in Mindanao -- far far away from Cainta. So my mom had to go on leave for at least a week to take care of me and Kyle. Awesome week, I must say.   This picture is a proof of my and Kyle's happy moments when mom stayed at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/dana%26kyle2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then, Kyle and I were down with a viral flu - a recurring cough with a little fever. It was like Kyle and I were playing "pingpong" with this flu. What I mean is like for a week Kyle would have runny nose and the following week was my turn to have it when Kyle's about to recover. But Kyle would have it again the succeeding week. This went on for about two months. We visited our pedia almost every other week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, my Dad thought that we go to the beach... BEACH! Yes, that's right. Somebody told Dad that fresh air from the beach would take away kids' colds and the like. And we did just that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-114767966589245134?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/114767966589245134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=114767966589245134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114767966589245134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114767966589245134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back....'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-114310883998419617</id><published>2006-03-23T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T18:16:17.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playtime....</title><content type='html'>It's P-L-A-Y-T-I-M-E... Yehey!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kirsten-dana/116664891/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="12032006(023)" src="http://static.flickr.com/34/116664891_f1ee4870a0_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kirsten-dana/116664888/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kirsten-dana/116664888/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="12032006(021)" src="http://static.flickr.com/19/116664888_97ee4ce0bd_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kirsten-dana/116664893/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="12032006(025)" src="http://static.flickr.com/46/116664893_addfa2eec2_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kirsten-dana/116664890/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="12032006(022)" src="http://static.flickr.com/45/116664890_f275c40588_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kirsten-dana/116665576/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="12032006(026)" src="http://static.flickr.com/43/116665576_a738291ec5_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kirsten-dana/116665580/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="12032006(029)" src="http://static.flickr.com/38/116665580_3dbab5390d_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kirsten-dana/116665577/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="12032006(027)" src="http://static.flickr.com/46/116665577_f2ae6cb67a_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kirsten-dana/116664887/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="12032006(020)" src="http://static.flickr.com/47/116664887_14380b1549_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kirsten-dana/116664892/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="12032006(024)" src="http://static.flickr.com/40/116664892_f12fa970ab_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kirsten-dana/116665578/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="12032006(028)" src="http://static.flickr.com/35/116665578_709cea3d98_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-114310883998419617?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/114310883998419617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=114310883998419617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114310883998419617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114310883998419617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/03/playtime.html' title='Playtime....'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-114309359270579374</id><published>2006-03-23T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T16:24:22.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day at the zoo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have been wanting to go to the zoo. I got it as a birthday gift from mom and dad. We went there a day after my birthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natakot ako sa monkey (big and old monkey), I thought kasi siya si KingKong, e takot ako kay KingKong kahit sa TV pa lang. Hindi ako makalapit ni makapagpa-picture man lang kasi takot talaga ako. Yakap ako mahigpit kay Daddy at nagpa-carry all throughout our visit to the zoo. Buti pa si Kyle, di natakot kaya ang dami nyang pictures. Unang nakita ko yung elephant (I call him Pampa). Naku, ang baho. Di naliligo. Nakita ko din yung tiger kaya lang natutulog. Pati yung malaking snake. Wala nga lang akong pictures. Nakita din namin shooting ng Extra Challenge, yung episode ng mga bata. Kinuhanan pa ni Mommy si Paolo Bediones (yaiks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end though, I was still so happy. And I look forward to going to the zoo again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/12032006(008).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/12032006%28008%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/12032006(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/12032006%28007%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/12032006(012).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/12032006%28012%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/12032006(015).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/12032006%28015%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/12032006(010).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/12032006(010).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/12032006%28010%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/beanie-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/beanie-a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-114309359270579374?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/114309359270579374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=114309359270579374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114309359270579374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114309359270579374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/03/day-at-zoo.html' title='A day at the zoo...'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-114224123899987657</id><published>2006-03-13T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T13:19:43.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nagutom ako!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/10032006(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/10032006%28001%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/10032006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/10032006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakagutom talaga mag-shopping lalung-lalo na pag wala pera! Galing sa Antipolo Church tuloy kami ng Shopwise. Pero puro window-shopping lang. Kaya ginawa ko takbo dito takbo dun, nagutom tuloy ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-114224123899987657?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/114224123899987657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=114224123899987657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114224123899987657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114224123899987657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/03/nagutom-ako.html' title='Nagutom ako!'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-114224110349393667</id><published>2006-03-13T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T13:07:53.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That birthday bash!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally, the big day has arrived. I am now three years old... My birthday party was so simple. A little of &lt;em&gt;pansit&lt;/em&gt;, cheeseticks, hotdog on stick, macaroni salad, ice buko, juice and of course a 12 x 16 pineapple mocha cake with &lt;em&gt;The Incredibles&lt;/em&gt; as motif.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids who attended are just from around the corner - my usual playmates but this time including boys (boys are not allowed in our house during ordinary times). After eating, all kids assembled in the middle so they can get and grab some toys in the &lt;em&gt;pabitin&lt;/em&gt;. I can see that my playmates were happy with the toys that they got plus the loot bags (also with &lt;em&gt;The Incredibles &lt;/em&gt;design) I distributed. But I was, of course, the happiest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some of the pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/11032006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/11032006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/11032006(011).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/11032006%28011%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/11032006(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/11032006%28007%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/11032006(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/11032006%28004%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/11032006(010).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/11032006%28010%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/11032006(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/11032006%28006%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/clock1-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/clock1-a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-114224110349393667?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/114224110349393667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=114224110349393667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114224110349393667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114224110349393667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/03/that-birthday-bash.html' title='That birthday bash!'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-114129287397287191</id><published>2006-03-02T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T18:38:53.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonding with Kyle</title><content type='html'>These are some of the few moments Kyle and I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Kyle very much. And I want to take care of him, stand for him and fight for him to the end. These pictures will tell it all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;marquee scrollamount="2" scrolldelay="2" direction="right" width="380" height="180"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/04032006(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/04032006%28005%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/04032006(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/04032006%28003%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/04032006(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/04032006%28001%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/02032006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/02032006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/18122005(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/18122005%28001%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/26122005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/26122005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/27022006(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/27022006%28001%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/me%20and%20kyle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/me%20and%20kyle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/cake1-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/cake1-a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-114129287397287191?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/114129287397287191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=114129287397287191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114129287397287191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114129287397287191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/03/bonding-with-kyle.html' title='Bonding with Kyle'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-114111708121816553</id><published>2006-02-28T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T18:08:53.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking is fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/cook%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/cook%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cooking is fun....especially when cooking egg, sausage and hotdog. Incidentally, these are my favorites... the only ones I eat, I should have said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hone my skills this early in cooking so I can help mom... oops... dad in the kitchen. It's my dad who cooks frequently .... my mom does it once in a blue moon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/cone-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/cone-a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-114111708121816553?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/114111708121816553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=114111708121816553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114111708121816553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114111708121816553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/02/cooking-is-fun.html' title='Cooking is fun'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-114111281309554300</id><published>2006-02-28T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T15:54:34.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, dear Luke!!!</title><content type='html'>Luke Nathaniel (first born of my Tita Ning) celebrated his first birthday two days ago. I was not able to greet him (they're in Japan). Although it's a bit late, I still wanted to give him a birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/cake2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/400/cake2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke Nathaniel has a birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hip, hip, hooray!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And on his cake, he has one candle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a happy day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With a puff puff here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And a puff puff there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here a puff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There a puff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everywhere a puff puff puff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luke Nathaniel has a birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hip, hip, hooray!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/Flower.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/Flower.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-114111281309554300?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/114111281309554300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=114111281309554300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114111281309554300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114111281309554300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-birthday-dear-luke.html' title='Happy Birthday, dear Luke!!!'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-114068630452531524</id><published>2006-02-23T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T17:18:24.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang bangs...bow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/bangs2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/bangs2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...haba ng bangs ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I don't have money to pay for a haircut. I really don't want my hair cut. Since I was born, I only had my hair cut once. I had it when I turned one year old. Mom is so "mapamahiin" that she waited until my first birthday to have my hair cut. "Wala daw masama kapag sumunod sa sabi-sabi ng mga matatanda."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went to Reyes Haircutters then. Since I was crying and fighting not to touch my hair, the haircutter had a difficulty in me. Ang kinalabasan tuloy ay kinalbo ako. Ouch....me, kalbo? Have you seen that picture when I was kalbo? Better not ... although, it's not bad huh! I still looked cute (ahemmm). After that kalbo cut, I was made a Ricky Reyes baby, meaning, my hair cut was supposed to be free for a year. Pero nasayang lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time, my former yaya attempted to cut my bangs. Dahil malikot ako, napataas ang gupit at tabingi pa. But I was not sorry for it. That incident led us to where we are now. We are freed...from what? Don't ask about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week end my dad scheduled to have my bangs at least shortened. Wish me luck...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/Flower.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/Flower.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-114068630452531524?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/114068630452531524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=114068630452531524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114068630452531524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114068630452531524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/02/ang-bangsbow.html' title='Ang bangs...bow!'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-114068277414625646</id><published>2006-02-23T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T16:47:22.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What our birth date reveals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do you know what your birth date reveals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our birth date describes who we are, what we are good at and what our inborn abilities are. It also points to what we have to learn and the challenges we are facing. But it however does not prevent us from being anything we want to be, it will just color our choice differently and give us a little insight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To figure out your Birth Number, add all the numbers in your birth date together until there is only one digit left. That one digit is your Birth Number. Take my birth date as an example, March 10, 2003:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 + 10 + 2003 = 2016&lt;br /&gt;2 + 0 + 1 + 6 = 9 is my birth number&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to &lt;a href="http://www.rexanne.com/bday-birthnumber.html" target="_"&gt;Birthday Facts and Fun,&lt;/a&gt; my Birth Number reveals that I am a PERFORMER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"9s are natural entertainers. They are very caring and generous, giving away their last dollar to help. With their charm, they have no problem making friends and nobody is a stranger to them. They have so many different personalities that people around them have a hard time understanding them. They are like chameleons, ever changing and blending in. They have tremendous luck, but also can suffer from extremes in fortune and mood. To be successful, they need to build a loving foundation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Famous 9s: Albert Schweitzer, Shirley MacLaine, Harrison Ford, Jimmy Carter, Elvis Presley.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Using the same formula, my mom is a Peacemaker, my dad is a Romantic and Kyle is an Intellectual. So we have a well-rounded family, huh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What's yours?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/Flower.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/Flower.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-114068277414625646?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/114068277414625646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=114068277414625646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114068277414625646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114068277414625646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-our-birth-date-reveals.html' title='What our birth date reveals'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-114059063915735698</id><published>2006-02-22T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T15:25:18.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 days to go....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/1.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/1.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifteen more days, and I'll be officially three years old...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/4.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/4.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthdays make some people glad,&lt;br /&gt;Birthdays make some people sad,&lt;br /&gt;Some people like a birthday surprise,&lt;br /&gt;But some don't want to advertise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cecily Mopsey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/3.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/3.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If you carry your childhood with you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you never become older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abraham Sutzkever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/2.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/2.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody has scolded me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everyone has smiled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Isn't it great to be a birthday child? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rose Fyleman&lt;/em&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/21372101-114059063915735698?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/114059063915735698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=114059063915735698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114059063915735698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114059063915735698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/02/15-days-to-go.html' title='15 days to go....'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-114058748174638065</id><published>2006-02-22T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T13:55:09.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bwave looney tunes....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/tweety%20bird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/tweety%20bird.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/group1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/group1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, I watched a 15 minute (or so...to my surprise) musical show of one of my favorite toon characters -- Tweety Bird. The show is at 4pm but the opportunity to meet and greet the looney tune characters is on a first come first served basis. So my mom and I queued up as early as 2 pm. We were joined by Ate Che and her five year old niece named Gwen. While Ate Che and Mom were standing in line, Gwen and I joined the other kids dancing in the Glorietta activity center near the fountain until we were allowed to occupy the seats an hour before the start of the show. While inside (the barricaded area) Gwen and I forced our way to the aisle (we were seated in the middle)in order to continue our dancing. We went back to our seats when the show is about to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show started on time. What I didn't expect was those kids in front of us stood up when the looney tune characters appeared on the stage. My mom in fact could not get a clear shot of Tweety Bird even with her 3x zoom integrated digital camera. That's why if you notice the pictures are blurry. I sang and danced in my seat mimicking Tweety Bird. When the show ended, the first 60 kids that were given coupons, were supposed to have a picture with the characters. I was one of those. However, I was too afraid to get near them. My mom talked me to it but I was really afraid. So there was no picture of me and Tweety Bird.  Anyway, it was a good watching experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-114058748174638065?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/114058748174638065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=114058748174638065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114058748174638065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/114058748174638065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/02/bwave-looney-tunes.html' title='Bwave looney tunes....'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-113997657729606416</id><published>2006-02-15T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T13:05:53.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My valentine...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/15022006(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/15022006%28001%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Let's be friends on this Valentine's Day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We'll show love in so many ways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll blow you a kiss. Catch it in your hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Throw it back. Watch it land. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now, be my partner and let's dance to the music. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's so nice to have a friend like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not just for today, but the whole year through!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/6heartsLINK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/6heartsLINK.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should you want to read more valentine poems, for kids and adults alike, &lt;br /&gt;visit this &lt;a href="http://www.brownielocks.com/valentinepoems.html"target="_"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-113997657729606416?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/113997657729606416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=113997657729606416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/113997657729606416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/113997657729606416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-valentine.html' title='My valentine...'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-113955142628992279</id><published>2006-02-10T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T14:49:53.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The smiley li'l Kyle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/29012006(005).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/29012006%28005%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ky-Ky, as I fondly call my little brother, is now 6 months old. He has two teeth (others are alreading showing up). His physical developments are coming fast and furiously. He has already perfected lifting his head and shoulders, whether he's lying on his back or placed on his stomach. As early as 5 am, he does mini-push ups with his right foot pushing backwards. His favorite activity now is rolling over from his front to his back and vice versa, it seems fun for him (Mom explains that most babies do, I enjoyed it too when I was this age). Luckily, our bed is long enough for him to roll over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/29012006(006).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/29012006%28006%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Kyle smiles a lot. Unlike me, he has no stranger anxiety. He smiles ecstatically to almost anyone. When you touch his feet (which he raises always), his response is smile at you. And when mom or dad giggles, he guffaws profusely (with sound). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-113955142628992279?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/113955142628992279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=113955142628992279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/113955142628992279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/113955142628992279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/02/smiley-lil-kyle.html' title='The smiley li&apos;l Kyle'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-113939008723927537</id><published>2006-02-08T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T17:14:47.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Color it! Workshop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Saturday, in my visit to "My Little Playroom," I joined the painting workshop.  At first, and as usual, I was hesitant to join.  But when I saw my playmates having fun coloring the figurine, I got excited and wanted to paint too.  When I sat down, I only stared at the bear, wondering what color do I paint it with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/04022006(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/04022006%28001%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, it's so simple pala.  Just wet the brush with paint (I chose red paint for my bear, in time for valentine's huh!) and stroke up...down...whatever direction you want.  I was enjoying the stroking while talking to my playmate that's why I didn't notice that the bear turned all red including its eyes. Yaiks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/04022006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/04022006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I was satisfied with the final look of the bear.  Not bad for a starter.  It's just unfortunate that Mom failed to take a picture of it so I can show it here.   In the meantime, I need to harness my art skills and do a lot more painting at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-113939008723927537?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/113939008723927537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=113939008723927537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/113939008723927537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/113939008723927537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/02/color-it-workshop.html' title='Color it! Workshop'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-113921715517339532</id><published>2006-02-06T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T16:16:37.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment with my Ninong Butch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/B3.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/B3.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/B2.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/B2.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my Ninong Butch with my Ninang Jing and their only son Jican. They came home from Australia November last year for my GodGrandma's birthday. Ninong took that chance to see me. It was our first time to meet. At first, I was too afraid. But that was normal of me. Mom said, I was always fearful of other people. Sabi nga nila, "di daw ako sanay makakita ng tao." But that feeling of fear did not last long when I saw my Ninong. Because Mom said I giggled when Ninong said it's okay to swim at the fountain. I remember that, I smiled profusely at the same time hid behind my mom. That meeting was just a moment though. I understand, Ninong and Ninang had to do some shopping that day, that was their only chance to do that. It was a quality moment though. I wish it would happen again, soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-113921715517339532?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/113921715517339532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=113921715517339532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/113921715517339532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/113921715517339532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/02/moment-with-my-ninong-butch.html' title='Moment with my Ninong Butch'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-113919965363599767</id><published>2006-02-06T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T16:17:34.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest dance craze</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do you want to know what's the latest dance craze in town?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last December, my dad brought me along to his Office Christmas party. As his officemates were dancing in the stage, I wanted to go and dance with them in the stage too. But my mom prevented me from going up there. So I made a little corner as "my stage" and danced my heart out. I danced and danced until I realized that the audience were already watching me. But I didn't mind them I continued on my "kembot" and "ha-ha-ha ala Mulan" steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To watch me, click &lt;a href="http://emea-search.blinkx.com/tv/search.do?cg=Selfcast&amp;query=dance%20craze&amp;amp;suggestReference=content/fd/df18cffb53b6111c3fec20f45573a5" target="_"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-113919965363599767?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/113919965363599767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=113919965363599767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/113919965363599767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/113919965363599767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/02/latest-dance-craze.html' title='Latest dance craze'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-113870271662779567</id><published>2006-01-31T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T16:19:12.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and my playmate</title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee scrolldelay="6"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/21012006(009).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; CURSOR: hand; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/21012006%28009%29.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/21012006(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/21012006%28008%29.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/21012006(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/21012006%28007%29.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/21012006(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/21012006%28006%29.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/21012006(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/21012006%28005%29.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/21012006(004).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/21012006%28004%29.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/21012006(003).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/21012006%28003%29.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/21012006(002).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/21012006%28002%29.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/21012006(001).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/21012006%28001%29.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/21012006.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/200/21012006.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing is the business of every kid. That's absolutely trye.  But I can't play with my little brother, he's still so small and fragile.  Fortunately, in our neighborhood, there are kids, some my age, some older. I play with them, let them inside our house. But kids as we are, enjoy playing with toys, unknowingly destroy them, remove every part including Kyle's toys (which are still not opened). After every play, my toys are everywhere (as in inside and outside the house). When my mom and dad saw the mess, I was grounded for several days. I could not let my playmates in the house and I could not go out of the gate too. My mom sometimes allowed two playmates in but with could only play with two toys for each of us and instructed me to return the toys where they are supposed to be. But you know kids...matigas ang ulo. So when mom got home, "nagkalat na naman ang mga toys ko." My mom then told yaya and kuya never to allow my playmates come inside the house again. I could not forget the time when I was only at the gate merely staring at my playmates running around the street calling for me. I wanted so much to play with them but I was so afraid to get out of the house gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, when we went to the mall, we saw a place called "My Little Playroom." Mom promised to take me there every Saturday. And she did. The pictures above were taken during my first visit in the Playroom. During this visit, I met Marianne Danielle, she's a year older than me. I enjoyed going down the slides and ran around the playroom. I was so happy. Since then, I always look forward to the time that Saturday comes. I wish it's always Saturday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-113870271662779567?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/113870271662779567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=113870271662779567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/113870271662779567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/113870271662779567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/01/me-and-my-playmate_113870271662779567.html' title='Me and my playmate'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-113869541241951916</id><published>2006-01-31T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T21:07:45.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nakakapagod talaga!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kirsten-dana/90549721/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/21/90549721_5b1a749322_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kirsten-dana/90549721/"&gt;Image(16)&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/kirsten-dana/"&gt;kirsten dana&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Have you any idea what happened to me here?  Hey, I just got tired, you know.  I went to my Mom's Christmas party.  It was my second time to come with her (my first when I was only 8 months old, with dad). Lahat ng bata pinagsayaw dun so sayaw din ako ng Pamela One (Pamela-mela one). E Wala palang premyo. Sayang lang pagkembot ko! At lalung nakakapagod dahil wala rin naiuwi mommy ko sa pa-raffle nila.  Haaay! Kaya pagdating sa bahay, hayan....&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-113869541241951916?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/113869541241951916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=113869541241951916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/113869541241951916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/113869541241951916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/01/nakakapagod-talaga.html' title='Nakakapagod talaga!!!'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-113869361229585202</id><published>2006-01-31T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T21:08:28.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom and daughter thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kirsten-dana/93471333/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/17/93471333_b57f68b19c_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kirsten-dana/93471333/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/kirsten-dana/"&gt;kirsten dana&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My &lt;justify&gt;Mom said trying on some of her girlie stuff is my favorite thing to do as I grow up.  One morning, as she dresses up for the office, she took some scarfs from her cabinet.  As she puts one scarf around her neck, I grabbed one and put it in my head instead. Just like this one...&lt;/justify&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kirsten-dana/93471335/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/40/93471335_caaf26fb26_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kirsten-dana/93471335/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/kirsten-dana/"&gt;kirsten dana&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;....and tried another one.  I look great huh!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-113869361229585202?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/113869361229585202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=113869361229585202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/113869361229585202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/113869361229585202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/01/mom-and-daughter-thing.html' title='Mom and daughter thing'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-113860228955152170</id><published>2006-01-30T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T16:21:44.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Eeyore" Look</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hey, have you noticed the new design of my blog? Actually, Eeyore is not my most favorite among Pooh's friends. It's Piglet. But I chose this because it's animated. It's just a trial though. I intend to change it once a month until I am able to perfect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should you want to look at other background sets, go to this &lt;a href="http://www.zianet.com/demisque/background.htm" target="_"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-113860228955152170?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/113860228955152170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=113860228955152170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/113860228955152170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/113860228955152170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/01/eeyore-look.html' title='The &quot;Eeyore&quot; Look'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-113809418943967930</id><published>2006-01-24T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T16:26:00.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Brod Kyle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/08112005.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/08112005.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my brother Kyle Daniel...He is 5 months old now but this pic was taken when he was still two months old. He looks like me when I was about his age but without the "bulging cheeks." His name is a combination of Gaelic and Hebrew words which mean a handsome Christian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-113809418943967930?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/113809418943967930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=113809418943967930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/113809418943967930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/113809418943967930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/01/little-brod-kyle.html' title='Little Brod Kyle'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-113809178294842122</id><published>2006-01-24T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T16:26:28.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best shot so far...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/PICT2970.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/PICT2970.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom said I could very well be a model when I grow up. Yeah, she could be right. As you can see, this is just one of those great poses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-113809178294842122?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/113809178294842122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=113809178294842122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/113809178294842122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/113809178294842122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/01/best-shot-so-far.html' title='Best shot so far...'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21372101.post-113808951182617641</id><published>2006-01-24T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T21:11:29.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shades, anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/1600/19122005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2161/320/19122005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the tweety bird shades...My Mom forced my Tita Ning to buy it for me last Christmas.  I look so cute with it, agree?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21372101-113808951182617641?l=kirsten-dana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/feeds/113808951182617641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21372101&amp;postID=113808951182617641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/113808951182617641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21372101/posts/default/113808951182617641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirsten-dana.blogspot.com/2006/01/shades-anyone.html' title='Shades, anyone?'/><author><name>Ayie Gerrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180237458899875993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/18/90530490_80e8843f78_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
