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		<title>Captivating Capiz &#8211; Pres. Roxas</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Oct 2008 07:18:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[            Pres. Roxas, Capiz was then a sitio of Bgy. Aranguel and was then called Sitio Lutod-lutod. Bgy. Aranguel was a cogonal and shrubby area with variety of trees where gamer birds and animals bound. Inhabitants and houses in this area can be counted by one’s finger. The new condition and the area resulted to rapid [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tiffanystories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4355637&amp;post=84&amp;subd=tiffanystories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-family:&quot;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span>            </span>Pres. Roxas, Capiz was then a sitio of Bgy. Aranguel and was then called Sitio Lutod-lutod. Bgy. Aranguel was a cogonal and shrubby area with variety of trees where gamer birds and animals bound. Inhabitants and houses in this area can be counted by one’s finger. The new condition and the area resulted to rapid growth of population in the sitio of Lutod-lutod. This also gave rise to the emergence of small-scale industries and retailer groups.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-family:&quot;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span>            </span>Eventually, the sitio Lutod-lutod became a huge source of income of the municipality of Pilar, Capiz. The election of 1947 failed to bring back into office as Mayor of municipality of Pilar, Don Braulio M. Patricio whose wife was the talented Bonifacia Roxas, cousin of Pres. Manuel Roxas. Through the help of his compadres, they made a popular initiative of petitioning in working for the creation of the municipality of Pres. Roxas, thereby separating from the mother town of Pilar.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-family:&quot;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span>            </span>Its total land area is 77.88 square kilometer. Pres. Roxas is 47 kilometers away from the capital of <a href="http://capiznon.wordpress.com/2008/09/11/captivating-capiz/" target="_blank">Capiz, Roxas City</a>.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-family:&quot;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span>            </span>Pres. Roxas is known for different waterfalls. One famous waterfall is that on Bgy. Badiangon.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-family:&quot;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span>            </span><a href="http://tiffanystories.wordpress.com/photos/">Barangay Badiangon’s waterfall</a> is on a huge flat-rock, which is approximately 50 meters high. Its body is about 7-8 feet deep. You will climb the Lalakdon Mountain in going to the falls. The said waterfall supplies the water on the Barangay River. </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-family:&quot;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span>            </span>You’ll be captivated when you get to see the waterfall. Its cold water will make you shiver. Plus, if you are in the top of the huge flat-rock, you’ll see the wideness of Manapao, Pontevedra, Capiz and some parts of Panay.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-family:&quot;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span>            </span>It’s not just Bgy. Badiangon’s waterfall will fascinate visitors. There are other waterfalls in Pres. Roxas that can fancy visitors’ eyes namely, <em>Lictinon</em> in Bgy. Bayuyan and <em>Kawa-kawa</em> in San Silvestre.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-family:&quot;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span>            </span>Every year that the municipality of Pres. Roxas celebrates its religious fiesta every May 1, 2, 3, street dancing is always on top of the list for the highlight of the said event. Participating barangays and schools gives their incomparable performances for the visitors who suffer the heat of flaming-hot sun every summer just to witness the street dancing.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-family:&quot;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span>            </span>Truly Capiz is very <a href="http://capiznon.wordpress.com/2008/09/11/captivating-capiz/">captivating</a>. It has lots of tourist spots that can arouse your excitement.</span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center;margin:0;" align="center"><span style="font-family:&quot;"><span style="font-size:small;"><strong>Search Capiz and be captivated!</strong></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center;margin:0;" align="center"><span style="font-family:&quot;"><span style="font-size:small;"><strong>Know Capiz and be fascinated!</strong></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center;margin:0;" align="center"><span style="font-family:&quot;"><span style="font-size:small;"><strong>Come to Capiz and see for yourself!</strong></span></span></p>
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		<title>I thought I was Dying&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Sep 2008 06:17:11 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Tiffany</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Do you know the feeling of dying? I do. I should have listened to my Uncle when he forbidden me to go to the waterfall in our place with my cousins and friends. I’m not a swimmer and I’m aware of that. When we reached the falls, I swam unto the bamboo which was near [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tiffanystories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4355637&amp;post=66&amp;subd=tiffanystories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">Do you know the feeling of dying? I do.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">I should have listened to my Uncle when he forbidden me to go to the waterfall in our place with my cousins and friends. I’m not a swimmer and I’m aware of that. When we reached the falls, I swam unto the bamboo which was near &amp; horizontally placed on each side of the waterfall’s body. I was confident that I won’t sink if I just hold onto it. We had a lot of fun before the accident occurred. <span id="more-66"></span>There were already many of us who were hanging on the bamboo. When one of my cousin’s fat friend swam and hung also to it. The bamboo was then cracked and cut into two and all fell to the water. They know how to swim so they survived, of course. While me, I sank together with the half of the bamboo. I couldn’t swim upward coz my left foot and my right foot’s toenail slid in the bamboo. I thought I was really dying. I thought no one ever noticed that I was not with them. But I was wrong coz my cousin rescued me. He pulled me upward so I can breathe. I did but not for long coz I slipped off of his hands so he pulled me up again and pushed me to the shore. My feet were bleeding coz of the wound that was caused by the bamboo. But what mattered to me then was I’m alive and kicking (though not that strong&#8230;). </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">It was my fault. I should’ve listened to the elders…<strong></strong></span></span></p>
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		<title>My Childhood Toy</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Sep 2008 08:50:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I was a kid I have lots of stuffed toys. I don’t really have a favorite with those. What matters to me then was I have a toy to be played whenever I want to. But I have this teddy bear stuffed toy that were given to me by my Aunt (my Mom’s sister) [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tiffanystories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4355637&amp;post=52&amp;subd=tiffanystories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="font-size:small;">When I was a kid I have lots of stuffed toys. I don’t really have a favorite with those. What matters to me then was I have a toy to be played whenever I want to. But I have this teddy bear stuffed toy that were given to me by my Aunt (my Mom’s sister) when I was five-year-old. <span> </span>It doesn’t really have special features. I just kept it coz it was a remembrance from her. </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="font-size:small;">That toy is still on my property right now. Whenever I see it I can’t help but remember a friend from the past. It was her birthday and I didn’t have any present for her. So I went back to our house and find a gift that I could present her. In a hurry, I picked up this teddy bear and gave it to her.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span id="more-52"></span>If I remember it right, after two days of her birthday I went to their house and asked her if she could bring back the teddy bear I gave to her the day before yesterday. Of course if you were in her shoes you won’t give it back. It was given to you already then she’ll take it back? It was so absurd. But I was really determined to get it back coz I realized that it was a gift given to me, therefore, I should treasure it. I cried coz she won’t give it back, I thought that it could convince her but she wasn’t. So I snatched the teddy bear from her and ran back home. I secured the lock of our house so that she can’t come in.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="font-size:small;">From then on she considered me already as her enemy. Even after we relocated here in Capiz we did not able to talk. </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="font-size:small;">I know I was so bad. But it served as a lesson for me. <strong>Think first before you act! </strong></span></span></p>
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		<title>It&#8217;s my Life</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Sep 2008 07:23:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Music is the language that is spoken everywhere. In fact, I have lots of favorite music, whether it be acoustic, rock, ballad or OPM. Lyrics of the song ‘It’s my Life’ by Bon Jovi really inspires me. My favorite lines of the song are, “it’s my life and it’s now or never/ I ain’t gonna [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tiffanystories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4355637&amp;post=47&amp;subd=tiffanystories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:14pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><a href="http://sp1.yt-thm-a01.yimg.com/image/25/m3/2511248331"><img class="alignleft" title="http://www.bonjovi.org.uk/" src="http://sp1.yt-thm-a01.yimg.com/image/25/m3/2511248331" alt="Go to fullsize image" width="130" height="108" /></a>Music is the language that is spoken everywhere. In fact, I have lots of favorite music, whether it be acoustic, rock, ballad or OPM.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:14pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Lyrics of the song ‘It’s my Life’ by Bon Jovi really inspires me. My favorite lines of the song are, “<em>it’s my life and it’s now or never/ I ain’t gonna live forever/ I just wanna live while I’m alive/ It’s my life…”<span id="more-47"></span></em></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:14pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">It simply tells us that we better live our lives to the fullest. Every moment of our lives counts. I am not saying that we should try everything without thinking. What I am trying to explain is that we should grab every opportunity that comes our way. Strike while the iron is hot. </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:14pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">It’s nice to live on this world but we won’t live forever. So let’s make it worthy. It’s my life and I’ll make the most of it. That’s your life and you know what you are up to. Make the most of it guys! It’s now or never… </span></span><span style="font-size:14pt;font-family:Wingdings;"><span>J</span></span></p>
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		<title>The Place I am Frightened Of&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Sep 2008 06:53:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I think I’m unique when asked if what kind of place I am frightened of coz I would answer ‘over-populated place’. Maybe you won’t understand me for that but I’m scared of being snatched or hold-up in a certain place full of people where no one would bother to help me. There are lot of [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tiffanystories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4355637&amp;post=43&amp;subd=tiffanystories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="wp-caption alignleft" style="width: 155px"><a href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0S020mbEMpINU8A1XWJzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTBqajcycGpzBHBvcwMyNwRzZWMDc3IEdnRpZAM-/SIG=1mqbm9d35/EXP=1221288475/**http%3A//images.search.yahoo.com/images/view%3Fback=http%253A%252F%252Fimages.search.yahoo.com%252Fsearch%252Fimages%253Fp%253Dpeople%2526js%253D1%2526ei%253Dutf-8%2526fr%253Dyfp-t-501%2526xargs%253D0%2526pstart%253D1%2526b%253D21%2526ni%253D20%26w=500%26h=281%26imgurl=static.flickr.com%252F49%252F147244276_73c9aaeca2.jpg%26rurl=http%253A%252F%252Fwww.flickr.com%252Fphotos%252Fhan_solo%252F147244276%252F%26size=165.6kB%26name=The%2Bpeople%2527s%2Bpower%26p=people%26type=JPG%26oid=d932f6a98dee7620%26fusr=han_solo%26tit=The%2Bpeople%2527s%2Bpower%26hurl=http%253A%252F%252Fwww.flickr.com%252Fphotos%252Fhan_solo%252F%26no=27%26tt=27,829,088%26sigr=11gnal6h3%26sigi=11d88d021%26sigb=13co6q1bc%26sigh=116klbaom"><strong><img style="border:black 2px solid;" title="http://www.flickr.com/photos/han_solo/147244276/" src="http://sp1.yt-thm-a04.yimg.com/image/25/f12/690547357" alt="Go to fullsize image" width="145" height="85" /></strong></a><p class="wp-caption-text">example of an overcrowded place</p></div>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-family:&quot;"><span style="font-size:small;"><strong>I think I’m unique when asked if what kind of place I am frightened of coz I would answer ‘over-populated place’. Maybe you won’t understand me for that but I’m scared of being snatched or hold-up in a certain place full of people where no one would bother to help me. <span id="more-43"></span>There are lot of places like that here and Manila, in Manila especially. I wrote this not to threaten the prospective tourists but to tell what reality is. After all it’s not only Manila who has snatchers and hold-uppers…</strong></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-family:&quot;"><span style="font-size:small;"><strong>Some of my relatives experienced situations like that and even if there are many people that surround them no one bothered to help. That’s the reason why I don’t want to be in an overcrowded place. I know that it’s not also safe to be in a place where there are only countable people but I for me its a lot safer than to be in a place where I am frightened of. </strong></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-family:&quot;"><span style="font-size:small;"><strong>To make it all fair, its better if we are alert all the time wherever we are. Will it be on an overcrowded place or not. After all, we are countable for our every action. </strong></span></span></p>
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		<title>Keep on Rockin&#8217;, Mom!</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Sep 2008 06:00:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[        I am a product of what they so-called ‘broken family’. I don’t know if it is the right term to be used to describe the status of my family.  My mother is working in Manila, my father is living with his parents, and I am staying in one of our relatives. We used to [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tiffanystories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4355637&amp;post=38&amp;subd=tiffanystories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-family:&quot;"><span style="font-size:small;">        I am a product of what they so-called ‘broken family’. I don’t know if it is the right term to be used to describe the status of my family.<span>  </span>My mother is working in Manila, my father is living with his parents, and I am staying in one of our relatives.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-family:&quot;"><span style="font-size:small;">We used to live under one roof. You can picture out a happy family if you want.<span>  </span>But <span id="more-38"></span>my father became an alcoholic, an unstoppable one. That was why my Mom decided that we (she and I) should live separately from him. I grew up getting used to live without him. All I remember is that since I was young, it’s my Mom who provides all my needs.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-family:&quot;"><span style="font-size:small;">         Though we are not together coz she’s working in Manila and I am studying here in Capiz, still my love for her as my mother doesn’t change. I miss her terribly. And I know she feels the same way, too. I know that some of you knows the feeling of missing someone but then you just have to sacrifice for a while coz you have to and it’s the right thing to do. </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:&quot;">         I know it isn’t easy for my Mom. Especially raising up a child, provide all her needs, send her to school and be a mother and a father to her. That is why I admire and I highly respect her for that. For me, my Mom is a one hell of a woman. <span style="font-size:12pt;color:#0000ff;font-family:&quot;">Keep on rockin’, Mom! </span><span style="font-size:12pt;color:#0000ff;font-family:Wingdings;"><span>J</span></span><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:&quot;"> </span></span><span style="font-family:&quot;"> </span></span></p>
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		<title>She&#8217;s Intimidating&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Sep 2008 05:37:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am really intimidated by some people.  Sometimes I just don’t get it. I feel so small every time I’m mingling with the kind of person whom I think is intimidating.  Whenever I’m with them I don’t look intimidated but deep inside, the feeling already eats me.  Given for example is my Aunt (the younger [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tiffanystories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4355637&amp;post=35&amp;subd=tiffanystories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-family:'Arial Rounded MT Bold';"><span style="font-size:small;">I am really intimidated by some people.<span>  </span>Sometimes I just don’t get it. I feel so small every time I’m mingling with the kind of person whom I think is intimidating.<span>  </span>Whenever I’m with them I don’t look intimidated but deep inside, the feeling already eats me.<span id="more-35"></span> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-family:'Arial Rounded MT Bold';"><span style="font-size:small;">Given for example is my Aunt (the younger sister of my father). We are close in some ways. We share ideas. We go to church together. We see each other almost all the time coz I’m staying in their house. But still I can’t help myself from being intimidated. She acts so sophisticated which I like in a certain person but I <a href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0S020pTq8hImAQAEBaJzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTBqNzNhb3I1BHBvcwMyMQRzZWMDc3IEdnRpZAM-/SIG=1ph27lahr/EXP=1221197011/**http%3A//images.search.yahoo.com/images/view%3Fback=http%253A%252F%252Fimages.search.yahoo.com%252Fsearch%252Fimages%253Fp%253Dpeople%252Bcommunicating%2526ei%253DUTF-8%2526rd%253Dr1%2526meta%253Dvc%253Dph%2526fr%253Dyfp-t-501%2526fr2%253Dtab-web%2526xargs%253D0%2526pstart%253D1%2526b%253D21%2526ni%253D20%26w=488%26h=500%26imgurl=static.flickr.com%252F123%252F389432172_4f34675160.jpg%26rurl=http%253A%252F%252Fwww.flickr.com%252Fphotos%252Fbadibouzouk%252F389432172%252F%26size=176.4kB%26name=Discussion%2Bagit%25C3%25A9e%26p=people%2Bcommunicating%26type=JPG%26oid=edc9dd0b251690da%26fusr=badibouzouk%26tit=Discussion%2Bagit%25C3%25A9e%26hurl=http%253A%252F%252Fwww.flickr.com%252Fphotos%252Fbadibouzouk%252F%26no=21%26tt=6,496%26sigr=11jjvor7f%26sigi=11eginsp2%26sigb=14i5piquq%26sigh=119jhc785"><img class="alignleft" style="border:black 4px solid;" title="http://www.flickr.com/photos/badibouzouk/389432172/" src="http://sp1.yt-thm-a01.yimg.com/image/25/f12/687346556" alt="Go to fullsize image" width="90" height="93" /></a>just can’t help myself from feeling that way. I know I shouldn’t be coz it’s wrong for me to feel this way. Especially that she is my Aunt.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:'Arial Rounded MT Bold';">Maybe it just depends on the personality of a person, whether he or she is intimidating. The most important is your attitude towards other people…</span><span style="color:#ff0000;font-family:Wingdings;"><span>J</span></span></span></p>
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		<title>Singapore (the place that I&#8217;ve been dreaming of)</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Sep 2008 09:54:25 +0000</pubDate>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:&quot;">We all want to go to places that we dreamt of. Places that have been memorable to us. Sometimes we want to go to places that we see on the TV or magazine. We all dream for a place that catches our interests. </span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:&quot;">I want to go to Singapore and see the famous Merlion. I dream of going to Singapore’s Sentosa. My Aunt and Lola told me that it’s a perfect place for tourist coz they have been there. They say <span id="more-27"></span>I would be amazed if I could try to ride a cable car. I dream also of going to Singapore’s Night Safari. It’s quite exciting, isn’t it? And who would forget the Singapore’s Underwater World? </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:&quot;">I really want to go to Singapore. I want to stay there for quite some time. I know it’s impossible for now. But I know that the place that I dream of wouldn’t stay just a dream. It could be impossible for now but it won’t be impossible for keeps. </span></p>
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		<title>Ride with Me</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2008 06:07:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[There is this funny story I want to share with you when we first had our family reunion. It was held at one of my grandparent’s houses.  Actually at first I am afraid to go to that place because of so many mountain cliffs on the way to there house coz it is located on [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tiffanystories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4355637&amp;post=22&amp;subd=tiffanystories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;margin:0;"><span style="font-size:14pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">There is this funny story I want to share with you when we first had our family reunion. It was held at one of my grandparent’s houses.<span>  </span>Actually at first I am afraid to go to that place because of so many mountain cliffs on the way to there house coz it is located on top of their mountain. But since it is my duty and obligation to attend so I did. I just think that if ever <span> </span>I’ll get accident on our way, it wouldn’t be just me there’s a lot of us </span></span><span style="font-size:14pt;font-family:Wingdings;"><span>J</span></span><span style="font-size:14pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;margin:0;"><span style="font-size:14pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">I admit that I had a great time in staying there. But I did not know that there was still waiting for me.<span id="more-22"></span> We were scheduled to go back home in Pres. Roxas that afternoon. My Mom told me that we have to ride a certain vehicle called ‘tora-tora’ coz our service vehicle couldn’t fetch us. So I asked what does that vehicle looks like. Then she pointed the vehicle that carries small numbers of sugarcane. I don’t know what it is called in English. You can’t imagine my face while we were riding on that vehicle. Even my Aunts and Uncles couldn’t help but laugh while we are on it. We even passed by our municipality. Can you picture out people giggling at us?</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;margin:0;"><span style="font-size:14pt;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Though it was one of my most embarrassing moments it is also my memorable one. Who among my families will forget it anyway…? I’d be willing to go back to my grandparent’s place again but not with that lift anymore&#8230;</span></span></p>
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		<title>A Trip to Mambukal Resort</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Aug 2008 05:30:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I’ve always been fascinated by beautiful nature. I’ve went to some places where there are beautiful falls. I am not really a good swimmer. I don’t even know how to do the freestyle or breaststroke. I just love going to places blessed with rich beauty of nature. When we had our educational trip in Bacolod [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tiffanystories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4355637&amp;post=11&amp;subd=tiffanystories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;text-align:center;margin:0;"><span style="font-family:&quot;"><span style="font-size:small;">I’ve always been fascinated by beautiful nature. I’ve went to some places where there are beautiful falls. I am not really a good swimmer. I don’t even know how to do the freestyle or breaststroke. I just love going to places blessed with rich beauty of nature.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;text-align:justify;margin:0;"><span style="font-family:&quot;"><span style="font-size:small;">When we had our educational trip in Bacolod City, we had the chance to visit<a href="http://mambukalhaven.com/"> Mambukal Resort </a>located at Murcia, Bacolod City. At first I thought that it was just an ordinary resort with pools and cottages. But I was wrong. Mambukal Resort is not just an ordinary one. <span id="more-11"></span>The fascinating thing about Mambukal Resort is that the place is located on an inactive volcano. The resort doesn’t only have pools but it has also hot springs, and falls. They have seven falls but unfortunately we had only visited one because we already ran out of time. I really sweat a lot when we climb the mountain going to the falls. But the sight on our way up was really worth it.</span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;text-align:justify;margin:0;"><span style="font-family:&quot;"><span style="font-size:small;"> </span></span><span style="font-family:&quot;"><span style="font-size:small;">Mambukal Resort is really a place for nature lovers. They offer a lot more than any other ordinary resorts. But since the place is on an inactive volcano, expect the bad odor caused by the sulfur from the hot springs.</span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;text-align:justify;margin:0;"><span style="font-family:&quot;"><span style="font-size:small;">If I would be given a chance, I love to go back there. It was my first time and I enjoyed it. Whenever I see beautiful sceneries like that on Mambukal Resort, I feel much closer to God. I agree to what George Washington Carver when he said, “<em><strong>Nature is like an unlimited broadcasting station, through which God speaks to us every hour, if we only will tune in</strong></em>”.</span></span></p>
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