<?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-5857797067969866988</id><updated>2012-02-17T10:16:58.447+08:00</updated><category term='sin'/><category term='da who? the who'/><category term='jun lana'/><category term='temple wedding'/><category term='facebook'/><category term='yoville hack'/><category term='yoville'/><category term='regret'/><category term='poem'/><category term='starlet'/><category term='gospel'/><category term='relationship'/><category term='Richard Gutierrez'/><category term='mormon'/><category term='sneak preview'/><category term='lotto'/><category term='cheat'/><category term='true love'/><category term='sheree'/><category term='Interpretation'/><category term='dennis trillo'/><category term='cafe world'/><category term='primetime'/><category term='mmporpg'/><category term='chikka minute'/><category term='Dream'/><category term='journal'/><category term='return missionary'/><category term='farmville'/><category term='gagambino'/><category term='best actress'/><category term='showbiz'/><category term='confession'/><category term='shakira'/><category term='blanco'/><category term='roxxxanne'/><category term='promise'/><category term='cancer patient'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='love'/><category term='sims 3'/><category term='intriga'/><category term='lds'/><category term='pet forest'/><category term='gma7'/><title type='text'>achuchenes</title><subtitle type='html'>honeybiz</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannimiller.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857797067969866988/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannimiller.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>hanni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393235503183679450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtADK0IhwHw/TCmojMorCNI/AAAAAAAAAko/uqVCZwWGBNA/S220/Image061.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857797067969866988.post-7530594000164697098</id><published>2010-07-26T16:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T16:37:22.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever love someone and yet your bf/gf  happens to be his cousin or relatives?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;aw haha.. next question please...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/yellowishersh?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Dare to ask&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/5857797067969866988-7530594000164697098?l=hannimiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannimiller.blogspot.com/feeds/7530594000164697098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857797067969866988&amp;postID=7530594000164697098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857797067969866988/posts/default/7530594000164697098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857797067969866988/posts/default/7530594000164697098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannimiller.blogspot.com/2010/07/have-you-ever-love-someone-and-yet-your.html' title='Have you ever love someone and yet your bf/gf  happens to be his cousin or relatives?'/><author><name>hanni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393235503183679450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtADK0IhwHw/TCmojMorCNI/AAAAAAAAAko/uqVCZwWGBNA/S220/Image061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857797067969866988.post-8852538501132061014</id><published>2010-06-29T16:08:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T11:21:47.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sims 3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet forest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farmville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mmporpg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cafe world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoville hack'/><title type='text'>am back</title><content type='html'>OMG its been a year again and again.. kinda forgot my blog ugh. after a year of being busy and forgetful, here i am back updating everything;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Id been so busy with some stuff and my free time has been devoted to some unhealthy vices. Not drugs haha I used to be SIMS 3 addict, wasting my time just playing it. I love decorating homes, mixing race, and making my dreams come true in the game, because am so popular rock star in the game lol. I even skipped meals lol and especially no time for etc and forgot my blog, journal, twitter, even facebook lol. But then after so many months of playing it, i also  gt bored playing, so then back to facebook games hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtADK0IhwHw/TCxj_9dkqxI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/YehUaD61mk4/s1600/6171_104690961454_522376454_2443822_6126187_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtADK0IhwHw/TCxj_9dkqxI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/YehUaD61mk4/s200/6171_104690961454_522376454_2443822_6126187_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488871996339301138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Facebook is really time wasting especially when you gt addicted to farmville, cafe world and yoville and so on.. I only last for 1 month playing farmville, i hate it when i got a big farm haha its hard to harvest and all. I slept 2 or 3am in the morning playing cafe world checking my food or to wake up early for that haha.. Yoville is kinda cool also if you love designing or decorating your home, clothes fashion, chatting and collecting cool stuff there. You know I even asked some friends who stopped using yoville to donate their coins to my character hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;I even tried to use credit card for my yoville vices haha. And since someone claimed I hacked her account and get her yoville stuff (so funny and hurting because I treated her like my sister and friend) and OMG why would I do such crap. Well thanks I finally knew she's not my friend, and yes she doesn't know me well.. Then when i went to Hong Kong  and been busy for month doing some business; i got no more time for facebook games.  And now am kinda bored playing it already so maybe am going to be a regular blogger "maybe haha" But Pet Forest is kinda cool.. especially when your MMORPG addict.. hmm we will see.. ^_* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really hard to start over, I have almost 40 drafts saved and dated years ago. Few are published and many are just dead drop draft. Hay I know I really have to start and familiarize again with the thingy.. I don't know where to start but anyway so glad i have more time for this. Because i really love doing my journal since I was 8.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857797067969866988-8852538501132061014?l=hannimiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannimiller.blogspot.com/feeds/8852538501132061014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857797067969866988&amp;postID=8852538501132061014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857797067969866988/posts/default/8852538501132061014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857797067969866988/posts/default/8852538501132061014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannimiller.blogspot.com/2010/06/am-back.html' title='am back'/><author><name>hanni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393235503183679450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtADK0IhwHw/TCmojMorCNI/AAAAAAAAAko/uqVCZwWGBNA/S220/Image061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PtADK0IhwHw/TCxj_9dkqxI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/YehUaD61mk4/s72-c/6171_104690961454_522376454_2443822_6126187_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857797067969866988.post-2724118104461490365</id><published>2009-05-25T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T01:18:54.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interpretation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Gutierrez'/><title type='text'>Note from FaceBook</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A coincident dreams???...&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, May 24, 2009 at 3:16am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 22, 2009 Friday, i had a dream about something.... at the start of my dream ... i was with some friends and we were so happy sa dream, chika to the max... when suddenly may isang guy na biglang sumulpot sa likod ng friend ko and he walked away.. but then afer awhile nglakad sya palapit samin pero he sat down slowly, sad and quiet. I asked him kung ok lng ba sya.. ( feeling close diba)&lt;br /&gt;Then my friends were gone, and I was left alone with this guy. He said I need help..., but i guess its too late na.. and he was sad parin and looked down.. (di ko sure kung uupo ako sa tabi nya, pero sympre umupo ako noh dream ko nman un eh, so sa dream mgkakilala kmi) I told him am willing to listen.Then he started talking like.... malungkot ako, mamimiss ko sya.. ang haba ng kwntuhan namin kung ano ano, feeling nman ako haha masaya pala sya kausap kaso panaginip.. tapos biglang lumiwanag na.. sbi nya sige ty syo nandito na sila alis na kmi.. pero nung dumating un sundo nya. taka lang ako bkti humiga pa sya tapos those guys lift him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala ako naisip khit ano..ngtataka lang ako, it was a short conversation pero prang may inaantay sya talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- so nung nagising ako. sinabi ko pa sa kasama ko sa bahay ang galing ng dream ko. si Richard Gutierrez ka kwentuhan ko.wala deadma lang sila..after mga 2hours the same morning i turned on the tv, ayun may flash report sa 7. GRABE gulat ako. knilabutan ako.. sabi ko sa knila OMG naaksidente pala sya. sagot niya: OO NGA.. bkit di nya sinabi nung sinabi ko napanaginipan ko sya... deadma..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could still remember some dreams ko noon, then the next day may something na ngyari.. some were known celebrities, politician, friends, and so on yung huli eh si Marky Cielo... di nman lahat bad meron din good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time ko sya mapanaginipan...&lt;br /&gt;VISION BA ITO? or? but why me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs115.snc1/4706_89625516454_522376454_2202217_3961396_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 283px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs115.snc1/4706_89625516454_522376454_2202217_3961396_a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a real miracle for u mr richard!&lt;br /&gt;get well soon...&lt;br /&gt;don't forget to thank God..&lt;br /&gt;God Bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857797067969866988-2724118104461490365?l=hannimiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannimiller.blogspot.com/feeds/2724118104461490365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857797067969866988&amp;postID=2724118104461490365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857797067969866988/posts/default/2724118104461490365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857797067969866988/posts/default/2724118104461490365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannimiller.blogspot.com/2009/06/note-from-facebook.html' title='Note from FaceBook'/><author><name>hanni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393235503183679450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtADK0IhwHw/TCmojMorCNI/AAAAAAAAAko/uqVCZwWGBNA/S220/Image061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857797067969866988.post-6361309593281959227</id><published>2009-05-14T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T01:21:30.804+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lotto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream'/><title type='text'>A note from FaceBook</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THE six COMBINATION NUMBERS&lt;br /&gt;Friday, February 13, 2009 at 1:33am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago, i had a PM with glaiza about something.Then she asked, don't yah sense something. blah blah. Then I remember having my special vision. She's right, maybe I could use it.&lt;br /&gt;Earlier that night, 24 oras reported about almost a hundred million jackpot for lotto draw. OMG its really a big money and it wouldn't be hard anymore to beg for project, look for job and all if you had a chance to win that amount. You can start a better business or pursue a new career or study about filming and especially it would be a big help to some who will be needing it.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I badly need a job. I lost all my properties, investments, savings,just to get that something i have been wishing for before. So i went thru different treatment and all... so now am back to first stair.&lt;br /&gt;And that's why I am so much thankful to those few people in showbiz who always have a heart to help people like me. Am trying to go back to showbiz because its the easiest way to earn bucks while pursuing my love for acting, and I just don't want to pursue being a Physical Therapist anymore. Its my forte no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole day yesterday, i was day dreaming, reminiscing, wishing. I lost my recording, I never had a chance to pursue my singing, everything has gone. But still I am happy having a good health after all. But what if i gt the chance to win that jackpot. right? So before i went to sleep. I wished on a still small voice, wishing a chance to dream about beautiful number who will give a beautiful start to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY DREAM:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a text that I would be having a new project, a guesting role on the 24th of the month ( no idea what month)I was happy walking, heading to the location, there was a guy who walks fast ahead of me. I run and asked him, where can i see the said place. He said, its the FIRST tallest building you can see from here.. A still small voice whisper in my dream, to note those numbers. I was worried cuz I might forget it so I will wake up and take notes. But I wke up only in my dream, still i was dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went inside the building, and saw Ms Darling, i hugged her. She said its not your turn yet u can eat first. I saw Jennica rehearsing a song, SWEET 16 and watch her for awhile. From the building i saw 7/11 looked-a-liked, so i went down stairs to buy fit n right. But when i got there, i couldn't find the store, just until i saw its x/11.&lt;br /&gt;Then i decided to go back to the standby area. But it looks so different now, and i saw again another guy walking so fast heading to a church-liked place. I run to see him, and he stopped and look at me.&lt;br /&gt;Its RICO YAN. He just smiled at me and he walked far away. But he was with another guy who was left beside me.I asked him if its Rico Yan, the guy just smiled. I told him I know that he is dead, he smiled back again saying "how can i help you? Here is my card just call me if you need a manager, I can help you with that and he waved bye. I checked the calling card, but i can't read his cp number clearly except for the lat two digits 42.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard some sounds, coming from TV, gagambino cast at SIS. Then, finally i was awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets check the number&lt;br /&gt;* 24th of the month&lt;br /&gt;* FIRST Building.&lt;br /&gt;* Sweet 16&lt;br /&gt;* x/11 store&lt;br /&gt;* cp last 2 digits 42&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its only 5 numbers. maybe its just a foolish wish lol...&lt;br /&gt;BUT how about RICO YAN meaning in my dream..&lt;br /&gt;He is dead. and dream is sometimes and more often exact the opposite of it.&lt;br /&gt;so it means, a new life, a better start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked a friend to jot down 5 numbers i can barely remember. And asked him also to bet those numbers to lotto but wait for the last one cuz am having a hard time to interpret what was Rico Yan doin in my dream and what would be the last number....&lt;br /&gt;so i had to checked the google about Rico Yan. His bday was March 14.&lt;br /&gt;Now its complete to bet for the lotto jackpot.Who knows???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then after awhile and until 3pm, he said he can't. So while i was alone heading to a skin care center, i saw a lotto outlet, I heard a still small voice, saying, try to bet those numbers.I really wanted to But it was raining and there were so many people right there betting for the jackpot. So i decided not to.&lt;br /&gt;Just when i got home very late and check some websites. I ended up seeing this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Lotto's winning Jackpot number as of Feb 12, 2009&lt;br /&gt;01-24-16-11-14-42&lt;br /&gt;P174, 247, 300.80&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857797067969866988-6361309593281959227?l=hannimiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannimiller.blogspot.com/feeds/6361309593281959227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857797067969866988&amp;postID=6361309593281959227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857797067969866988/posts/default/6361309593281959227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857797067969866988/posts/default/6361309593281959227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannimiller.blogspot.com/2009/02/note-from-facebook.html' title='A note from FaceBook'/><author><name>hanni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393235503183679450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtADK0IhwHw/TCmojMorCNI/AAAAAAAAAko/uqVCZwWGBNA/S220/Image061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857797067969866988.post-1668220216038477001</id><published>2009-03-24T16:22:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T03:44:58.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='regret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='return missionary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='temple wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='promise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>MYSPACE</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, October 16, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" class="blogTimeStamp"&gt;regret&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;                  &lt;table style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" class="blog" id="blog" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td&gt;       &lt;!--- blog subject --&gt;       &lt;div class="blogSubject"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;..eternal pro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mise..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;met him somewhere in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; past..&lt;br /&gt;saw him walking so fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;found him the next day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; in a mass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; and he asked asked my name after a class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but then soon.. he s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;aid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e's leaving..&lt;br /&gt;we tried writing and even calling..&lt;br /&gt;but its really ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;rd believing..&lt;br /&gt;one day he'll come back waving..&lt;br /&gt;saying its worthwhile waiting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i heard my friends talking..&lt;br /&gt;that he's preparing for a wedding..&lt;br /&gt;so i mailed him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;saying..&lt;br /&gt;why u never told me a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nything..&lt;br /&gt;then I said I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ne thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;that in my mind kept lingering..&lt;br /&gt;i should have said this bling bling.&lt;br /&gt;. coz what i feel for u was something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i drowned myself  t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;il i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;get cold..&lt;br /&gt;i decided to forget &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and never hold..&lt;br /&gt;i know we could never have both..&lt;br /&gt;c0z we're from the other side of the world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;shocked and amazed he called..&lt;br /&gt;told me hes in the airp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ort..&lt;br /&gt;so i went and get tossed..&lt;br /&gt;by his warmth embraced and i paused..&lt;br /&gt;"why did he come back for a caused,..&lt;br /&gt;when all my feelings had lost&lt;br /&gt;and put all my love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;in my work"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my heart was beating..&lt;br /&gt;but my mind kept refusing..&lt;br /&gt;deep inside me; i know i love him..&lt;br /&gt;i have waited for 3 yrs to see him..&lt;br /&gt;now he's here saying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; lets try and figure out if there's something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it was the best day of my life..&lt;br /&gt;i felt i was in the middl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e of high&lt;br /&gt;flying with an angel of mine..&lt;br /&gt;praying this will la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;st a lifetime ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;maybe its just some misu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nderstanding..&lt;br /&gt;that brought us int&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;o fighting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; some simple things became complicated&lt;br /&gt;its communication and we should have trusted..&lt;br /&gt;but if i only listened ..&lt;br /&gt;to what still small voice had whispered..&lt;br /&gt;maybe by now we have our children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.time was so short.. he had to go back home..&lt;br /&gt;i didn't notice time had flown fast..&lt;br /&gt;i crammed to tell him .. what a crazy i was..&lt;br /&gt;not to show the real feelings i had..&lt;br /&gt;so now he's leaving in mad..&lt;br /&gt;"i flew halfway the ocean..&lt;br /&gt;just to see you again..&lt;br /&gt;i was about to get married..&lt;br /&gt;but i chose to try..&lt;br /&gt;if there something between u and i.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; it was happy and amazing..&lt;br /&gt;but we always had misunderstanding&lt;br /&gt;i hate to see us fighting..&lt;br /&gt;with nonsense  freaky thing..&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes we said something..&lt;br /&gt;we didn't really mean..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"there is just one thing i want to tell you..&lt;br /&gt;i love the haneehlore i used to talked to..&lt;br /&gt;not the new Hanni Miller i see in you.&lt;br /&gt;you know i always prayed for us too..&lt;br /&gt;but honey u never let me love you.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried billion lake..&lt;br /&gt;why did i let it happened for God sake!!&lt;br /&gt;this is the most tremendous thing..&lt;br /&gt;i could never take..&lt;br /&gt;and in one week i kept awake..&lt;br /&gt;that was the idiot decision i ever made..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to win him back&lt;br /&gt;but he need to go&lt;br /&gt;it was a short visit&lt;br /&gt;and i should have known so&lt;br /&gt;to never let things easy&lt;br /&gt;and now its gone crazy&lt;br /&gt;and now am here all alone&lt;br /&gt;i still see him in every corner of my home&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to move to another place&lt;br /&gt;where i should start another phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time has passed and we remain friends..&lt;br /&gt;That's the wonderful thing I would like to thank&lt;br /&gt;i met someone new and he met too..&lt;br /&gt;i tried relationships but it failed though..&lt;br /&gt;its unfair to be with someone i can never love back..&lt;br /&gt;even if i tried to hide the feelings i had..&lt;br /&gt;they knew it  still him i love deep in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows how much i still pray..&lt;br /&gt;that somehow our path will across one day..&lt;br /&gt;to show him that i do really care..&lt;br /&gt;and how much i go astray..&lt;br /&gt;without him each of my days..&lt;br /&gt;but if i wont see him ever again..&lt;br /&gt; i know my life would be in vain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His memories would be forever.&lt;br /&gt;. from the day i saw him with the member,..&lt;br /&gt;until the day I saw Him never..&lt;br /&gt;It will live in my heart ever..&lt;br /&gt;together with the memories when he was an Elder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know one day we'll meet someone..&lt;br /&gt;who will be there for a lifetime on..&lt;br /&gt;but one thing for sure..&lt;br /&gt;this pain could never be cure..&lt;br /&gt;i know i could never lie..&lt;br /&gt;that no matter how hard i try&lt;br /&gt;its still him i see inside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will always be a part of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;our memories will always be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but now its history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; There's one greatest wish in my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to hold him again just one tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to say i love you till i die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and my love will ever last until my second life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;created October 16, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a id="ImageURL" href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=71430747"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/85/s_fb0c5fba181c461a7d9fe46318730ab3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: justify;" id="CommentDiv_18207620"&gt; Wow, Haneehlore!! I don't know what to say, that was beautiful. I wonder who you're talking about?? Nice friend that I am finally reading this 1 1/2 years after your posted it. Magulo ang buhay talaga. Grabe ang decisions natin. Ako rin maraming regret... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: right;" class="blogCommentsContent"&gt;                                         Posted by &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=71430747"&gt;DANA&lt;/a&gt; on Saturday, March 14, 2009 - 2:04 AM                        &lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://friends.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=block.blockUser&amp;amp;userID=71430747"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                     &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857797067969866988-1668220216038477001?l=hannimiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannimiller.blogspot.com/feeds/1668220216038477001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857797067969866988&amp;postID=1668220216038477001' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857797067969866988/posts/default/1668220216038477001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857797067969866988/posts/default/1668220216038477001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannimiller.blogspot.com/2009/03/tuesday-october-16-2007-regret.html' title='MYSPACE'/><author><name>hanni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393235503183679450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtADK0IhwHw/TCmojMorCNI/AAAAAAAAAko/uqVCZwWGBNA/S220/Image061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857797067969866988.post-1486865603493509485</id><published>2009-03-24T15:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T15:44:48.120+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Care to Cheat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="subtitle"&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;!-- content ................................. --&gt;         &lt;h2&gt;&lt;a href="http://haneehlore.blog.friendster.com/2007/06/care-to-cheat/"&gt;Care to Cheat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;    &lt;p class="info"&gt;        &lt;em class="date"&gt;June 16, 2007&lt;!-- at 5:51 am--&gt;&lt;/em&gt;      &lt;em class="author"&gt;haneehlore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="info"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I warned you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never cheat on me boo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But you betrayed my trust&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And turned to me and say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You were just curious&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And have no lust&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its just thrill that took u there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To see an old flirt girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don’t speak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You betrayed me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; can't you see&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have it all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But still looked for more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I gave my all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But still you want more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disappointment turns me down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For I thought you never looked at anyone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because when you love someone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You’re afraid to hurt your only one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now look what have you done&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You gambled yesterday and tomorrow is gone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don’t beg me now nor expect me to care&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know cheating is the only word I told u not to dare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But still you played my love like an ordinary game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;Expect things will never ever be the same…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haller?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857797067969866988-1486865603493509485?l=hannimiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannimiller.blogspot.com/feeds/1486865603493509485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857797067969866988&amp;postID=1486865603493509485' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857797067969866988/posts/default/1486865603493509485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857797067969866988/posts/default/1486865603493509485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannimiller.blogspot.com/2009/03/care-to-cheat.html' title='Care to Cheat'/><author><name>hanni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393235503183679450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtADK0IhwHw/TCmojMorCNI/AAAAAAAAAko/uqVCZwWGBNA/S220/Image061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857797067969866988.post-2963853635761879444</id><published>2009-02-26T23:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T15:03:07.370+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gagambino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dennis trillo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blanco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='primetime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gma7'/><title type='text'>Na-Blanco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtADK0IhwHw/Saa4NB1PN2I/AAAAAAAAAhg/6R0VZdmcWYE/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtADK0IhwHw/Saa4NB1PN2I/AAAAAAAAAhg/6R0VZdmcWYE/s200/DSC00042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307131744872249186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After mawala ng dati kong blog, sympre tinamad ako, at naging busy sa ragnarok. Pero gumawa ulit pero, naging busy nman ako Perfect World. So last year bonggang-bongga na sinipag ako mag update dahil mag start na ako sa Babangon Ako't Dudurugin Kita,  primetime soap ng GMA7 so naisip ko may masheshare ako ulit, excited at inspired .At syempre Di ko alam kung ano ilalagay ko sa blog ko haha.. Dami ko ksi naiiisip, paiba iba ang gulo.At infairness meron ako sa myjournal, storylife, etc hanggang sa na blanco na utak ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Last September akala ko mgsisipag ako, kso sympre goodbye sa old laptop, nababaliw na ksi ang keyboard at blanco ang lumalabas. So balik ako sa pc ko na ginagamit ko sympre  dahil addict sa MMORPG. Pero dahil mas type ko sa laptop mag blog at mag update sa mga online diaries, so lahat blanco narin. Eto its been 5 months i guess at blanco na ang page ko. Pero sympre aside from that naging busy ang lola mo ng September last year dahil nagstart kmi ng taping ng Gagambino.&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang thankful talaga dahil di na blanco ang bulsa devah? Yun nga lng  na-blanco naman utak ko kay bino.. haha.. just kidding...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857797067969866988-2963853635761879444?l=hannimiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannimiller.blogspot.com/feeds/2963853635761879444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857797067969866988&amp;postID=2963853635761879444' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857797067969866988/posts/default/2963853635761879444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857797067969866988/posts/default/2963853635761879444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannimiller.blogspot.com/2009/02/na-blanco.html' title='Na-Blanco'/><author><name>hanni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393235503183679450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtADK0IhwHw/TCmojMorCNI/AAAAAAAAAko/uqVCZwWGBNA/S220/Image061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtADK0IhwHw/Saa4NB1PN2I/AAAAAAAAAhg/6R0VZdmcWYE/s72-c/DSC00042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857797067969866988.post-6438001553481592152</id><published>2009-02-02T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T01:57:05.987+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jun lana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roxxxanne'/><title type='text'>ty RoXXXanne</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtADK0IhwHw/SabENJfSDwI/AAAAAAAAAhw/2dx6gSaMnPc/s1600-h/1_121097803l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtADK0IhwHw/SabENJfSDwI/AAAAAAAAAhw/2dx6gSaMnPc/s200/1_121097803l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307144941067177730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muli ko lng babalikan ang  Roxxxanne; ang naging comeback movie ko, matapos mawala ng halos 2 taon dahil sa health issues.&lt;br /&gt;Isang taon na today mula ng ipalabas noon FEB 2, 2008 ang indie film na to sa theatre.&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang thankful ako kay Direk Jun Lana dahil sakin parin binigay ang role na MaryGrace (liberated na  bestfriend ng bida, na noon ay si Katrina Halili, na  naging si Sheree).&lt;br /&gt;Kinabahan ako na excited ng ipatawag kmi for workshop daw, meeting sa place ni Regine Tolentino. Pansin ko lang iba yun mga artista, dati kasi si Luis Alandy, Paolo Paraiso, Inday Garutay, Katrina Halili etc. Naiilang nga ako at sympre tumaba ang lola mo tapos sexy ang role hehe. Pagdating ko nakita ko si Jay Acquitana, isang hunk ( si janvier daily, dun ko lng nakilala) Sheree at Gian Magdangal, naisip ko nga nun ano role ni Gian ksi sbi nun kasama ko nun eh singer daw yun, tinanong ko pa ata si Omar, natawa sya haha bf pala ni Sheree. Nagreading lng kmi tapos ok na, kabado pa nman ako kay direk  ksi baka nangalawang na acting ko hehe. Pero di ko malimutan may nakatingin sakin, parang ngtataka siguro naisip nya, sino ba to? artista ba to? prang di ko kilala? ayun salamat pinakilala ako ni Omar, one of the producers pala iyon. si Tita Malou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masaya sa taping, magaan talaga katrabaho si direk Jun Lana, sasabihin nya sayo ang gusto nya mgyari sa eksena tapos un go na. Hindi naman ako nahirapan, pero mejo nailang sa sexy and funny scene namin ni Jay. Ok lahat katrabaho,artista,  production, staff and crew, basta lahat ok.&lt;br /&gt;Cast party was so ok din,  Mel Soriano was there na super down to earth. Si Sheree eh mejo busy sa bf kaya sayaw sayaw lng kmi. Tamang inom lang kmi lahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtADK0IhwHw/SabLIUlrkaI/AAAAAAAAAh4/pa7INYRmaGU/s1600-h/1_837303819l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PtADK0IhwHw/SabLIUlrkaI/AAAAAAAAAh4/pa7INYRmaGU/s200/1_837303819l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307152554728853922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Special Preview of Roxxxanne was so memorable for me. Sinabi ni Omar, agahan ko dahil may press at darating ang 24 Oras. Sympre comeback film to ng lola kahit supporting eh atleast eh ma mention man lng ulit ang name ko sa tv. Kaso eto na, manggagaling ako sa  Bulacan,  ako ready na pero ang bf wala pa, galing pa school at nun dumating, ngpalit ako ng shoes dahil masakit sa paa. Paglabas ko ng house umalis ngpaGAS pala, antay ako ng antay, bigla ngtext nsa GAS station daw sya pagbukas sa susian, naputol susi. Goodluck diba? 10yrs wla pa, tinawagan nya pa dad nya at naghanap ng spare key. So ayun late na ako. Wala tuloy ako sa news haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang daming tao, maraming press, maraming taga gma7. Yun iba ngtanong kamusta, kasali ba daw ako , yung iba nakatingin lng yung iba deadma. Pero ako super kinakabahan kasi manonood ang bf ko haha.. Ayun, sobrang di ko akalain na marami ang magrereact sa mga eksena na nandun ako. Kya nun matapos di ko akalain marami ang natuwa sakin, yun mga deadma namansin na. Tapos bago kami pumunta ng Warehouse Makati. May lumapit sakin, kinamusta nya ako, alam ko kilala ko sya pero di ko matandaan, ang tagal ko na kasi wla sa showbiz, tinanong nya ko kung naalala ko sya, sbi ko opo sa muka pero di ko matandaan saan kmi nagkakilala. EP pala sya ng GMA7, minsan nya  ako na guest sa mga show nya. Kinuwento ko sa kanya bakit ako biglang nawala at kasabay ng di pagkakatapos ng Album ko sa Dyna, kababalik ko lng ulit sa showbiz at sana matulungan nya ako makabalik sa tv kahit ano role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtADK0IhwHw/SabTxuUB5oI/AAAAAAAAAiA/OyGV6UVtNsw/s1600-h/1_665660560l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PtADK0IhwHw/SabTxuUB5oI/AAAAAAAAAiA/OyGV6UVtNsw/s200/1_665660560l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307162062101800578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857797067969866988-6438001553481592152?l=hannimiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannimiller.blogspot.com/feeds/6438001553481592152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857797067969866988&amp;postID=6438001553481592152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857797067969866988/posts/default/6438001553481592152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857797067969866988/posts/default/6438001553481592152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannimiller.blogspot.com/2009/02/ty-roxxxanne.html' title='ty RoXXXanne'/><author><name>hanni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393235503183679450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtADK0IhwHw/TCmojMorCNI/AAAAAAAAAko/uqVCZwWGBNA/S220/Image061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtADK0IhwHw/SabENJfSDwI/AAAAAAAAAhw/2dx6gSaMnPc/s72-c/1_121097803l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857797067969866988.post-7570741300123289262</id><published>2008-09-19T01:57:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T04:56:20.205+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shakira'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cancer patient'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best actress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starlet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sneak preview'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confession'/><title type='text'>sneak preview</title><content type='html'>I grew up in the city our National Hero and lived in great City of Manila and Quezon. When I was four, I wanted to be an actress like Maricel Soriano or become a Goddess performer like Madonna. Instead, I became a volleyball player and even tried to join the RP team before deciding that being a Physical Therapist was my real forte. My first tv appearance was when Jao Mapa serenade me on an audience seat while watching ASAP then everyone booed me at school the next day.&lt;br /&gt;However, I was spotted on a band audition for Japan and recruited by Angela Velez's manager to try a go-see for Angela's lingerie fashion event. I went to audition on Director Mario o'Hara's "Babae sa Break Water" but the producers turned down the project and resumed just until 2004.My first lead role movie PURI was 2004 first blockbuster movie of the year. But sweet success became sour when my Uterus CANCER was published by The Daily Inquirer then Trust Condom Endorsement cancelled my upcoming contract signing. I was coaxed into auditioning for a part as an introducing in a Star Cinema Film by Cholo Laurel (working title LIHIM, then became NASAN KA MAN to be exact), they told me I was perfect for the role, but I was rejected.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile one of the FAMAS panelists told us that my name was in list after the panel voting for nomination of Best Actress Category in 2005, but my name was never announced.I also signed a 3 year contract with Dyna Records as SHaKIRA's Philippine version but I did not finish recording my first album then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't see too much of me on TV, I am just at home obsessed with my computer.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, up to this day I am still fascinated with Maricel Soriano's acting, while for me  Shakira is the Goddess performer nowadays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857797067969866988-7570741300123289262?l=hannimiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannimiller.blogspot.com/feeds/7570741300123289262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857797067969866988&amp;postID=7570741300123289262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857797067969866988/posts/default/7570741300123289262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857797067969866988/posts/default/7570741300123289262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannimiller.blogspot.com/2008/09/introduction-of-starlet.html' title='sneak preview'/><author><name>hanni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393235503183679450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtADK0IhwHw/TCmojMorCNI/AAAAAAAAAko/uqVCZwWGBNA/S220/Image061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857797067969866988.post-6627531967393191476</id><published>2008-09-09T02:17:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T17:59:26.506+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starlet'/><title type='text'>atlast</title><content type='html'>Ive been writing over the past 5 years  my thoughts and self confession online, and another online diary but haven't published it. I just wrote those stuff on an online diary but it was only me who can read it. But I lost that two accounts, i don't remember the password of the email account I used to signed up. Got pissed off and freak over two years of trying to retrieved the damn journal. Then for the consecutive 2 years i have been always thinking to start all over again but I didn't attempt to do so, tho i have already a blog sharing all my confession as a starlet but I was hiding my identity.&lt;br /&gt;Until last night, I was real bored and  looking on my old diary, I finally decided to reorganize my blog at blogspot to rewrite my thoughts and confession because I really wanted to share and write it for one day i will be gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna share my story, from my simple and but not an ordinary life, from a child who dreamed to become journalist,  a well known singer or  to become an actress one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me impart my life to start an introduction about my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857797067969866988-6627531967393191476?l=hannimiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannimiller.blogspot.com/feeds/6627531967393191476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857797067969866988&amp;postID=6627531967393191476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857797067969866988/posts/default/6627531967393191476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857797067969866988/posts/default/6627531967393191476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannimiller.blogspot.com/2008/09/ive-been-writing-over-past-4-years-my.html' title='atlast'/><author><name>hanni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393235503183679450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtADK0IhwHw/TCmojMorCNI/AAAAAAAAAko/uqVCZwWGBNA/S220/Image061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857797067969866988.post-2189324895744946963</id><published>2008-08-08T04:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:33:05.483+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='showbiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intriga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chikka minute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='da who? the who'/><title type='text'>BIZtado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt; Eto ba yung sinasabing huli ka na bistado ka na?.. hmm pwede rin.. or should i say anything about biz, bizness, showbiz, celebiz? pwede rin.. or you can probably think, tarantado ang showbiz industry? hmm depende sa iyo hahaha.. anything goes n your mind.. it could probably right or wrong i don't care, or maybe you don't care. but maybe it matters to somebody else out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Another chikka minute blog or maybe da who portion? youre maybe right or maybe wrong but this isn't just what you think..this maybe not the first or maybe the last or maybe just a start.. like some other weblog? not from a paparazzi, nor tabloid writer, entertainment publicist, somehow like a directors blog, or movie or tv production peeps or from a novice blogger to super one.. oh no no...not an adult site either.. hmmm maybe from a simple and extraordinary people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh i don't know where and how to start..  there is one thing i wanna say..  I wanna tell u guys my  little deep silly thoughts, with my kinky mind about my bizzy life and showbiz itself.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing to lose or maybe i have something to give.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever just let me try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857797067969866988-2189324895744946963?l=hannimiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannimiller.blogspot.com/feeds/2189324895744946963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857797067969866988&amp;postID=2189324895744946963' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857797067969866988/posts/default/2189324895744946963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857797067969866988/posts/default/2189324895744946963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannimiller.blogspot.com/2008/09/biztado.html' title='BIZtado'/><author><name>hanni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393235503183679450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtADK0IhwHw/TCmojMorCNI/AAAAAAAAAko/uqVCZwWGBNA/S220/Image061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5857797067969866988.post-5067887007663198927</id><published>2007-09-07T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:32:22.194+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mormon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gospel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confession'/><title type='text'>Confession</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtADK0IhwHw/SMwGtTDr5uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/84OoOxdQUH8/s1600-h/3617360035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtADK0IhwHw/SMwGtTDr5uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/84OoOxdQUH8/s200/3617360035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245575041259398882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I was born and raised as a Mormon. My goal in life was to return to my Father in Heaven. I know that Christ is our Savior. I have been grateful for his love and guidance. He is my best friend. I have cried many times, knowing how he has taken on my sins, as well as many of the people that I know and love. I am so grateful for Jesus Christ and For his sacrifice and guidance so that we can return to our Heavenly Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew the path that I was to travel early in life. I thought I would never go down that ugly path.. I have seen many stray into.. Ive gone too far in my life, I even had my own freedom &amp;amp; chose between evil &amp;amp; good. But one thing I have learned is that; I have seen much happiness in following Jesus Christ. Sadness comes from leaving that path that He made for us to follow. Many trials &amp;amp; hardships are there to strengthen us. I see the wisdom now, of having to deal with the pain of trials or sin. Either through my own family, myself, or those of others. I went on different path and suffered bitterness &amp;amp; pain for i made a wrong choices; following my ambitions on which i was so blind to see if its blessing or trial; but neither. With each stumbling block in life, there is wisdom gained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is beauty in following the Savior. I truly love him. I am so thankful for a loving Heavenly Father, and the plan of salvation. I feel so blessed with all that I have, not necessarily material goods, not even a perfect family life; still because they introduce me to Heavenly Father and as I grew up I had seen many people's lives change for the good, w/ the acceptance of the gospel and I have learned the fullness of gospel of Jesus Christ. Yea, I have learned so much from my mistake; enough to show everyone how i am grateful..&lt;br /&gt;because Jesus still loves me after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" id="publishButton" class="cssButton" href="javascript:void(0)" onclick="if (this.className.indexOf(&amp;quot;ubtn-disabled&amp;quot;) == -1) {var e = document['stuffform'].publish;(e.length) ? e[0].click() : e.click(); if (window.event) window.event.cancelBubble = true; return false;}"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonOuter"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonMiddle"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonInner"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5857797067969866988-5067887007663198927?l=hannimiller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannimiller.blogspot.com/feeds/5067887007663198927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5857797067969866988&amp;postID=5067887007663198927' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857797067969866988/posts/default/5067887007663198927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5857797067969866988/posts/default/5067887007663198927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannimiller.blogspot.com/2007/10/figurine.html' title='Confession'/><author><name>hanni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05393235503183679450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtADK0IhwHw/TCmojMorCNI/AAAAAAAAAko/uqVCZwWGBNA/S220/Image061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PtADK0IhwHw/SMwGtTDr5uI/AAAAAAAAAPs/84OoOxdQUH8/s72-c/3617360035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
