<?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-9985597</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:44:57.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wawie and Kaia Show!!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kaia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03404556067403629366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9985597.post-110979422003370879</id><published>2005-03-03T04:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T04:11:43.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wet #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Oi there mates. From the bottom of my royal heart, I would like to apologize for the delay in responding to your questions. If you’d like to blame it on someone, please do blame it on one of our letter senders, Ms. Brit-Wannabe. But you don’t want do that. As here in the Wawie and Kaia show, we give importance to each and every letter sender, especially if it comes from you, our most beloved fans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It is for this reason that I have traveled back to my homeland Scotchdalerum – to do research regarding Ms. Brit-Wannabe’s question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lady Katrina of Waleswelsch,&lt;br /&gt;I read this article about your people and I was inclined to share it with you. Are the English really this way? And especially, since you are royalty, then you are the epitome of the characteristics stated in the article. I love this show’s new segment and I would like to hear your thoughts regarding this.&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely yours,&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brit-wannabe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dear Ms. Brit. (Can I call you that?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;To begin with, although our roots go down to being English, as you can see from my title, I am Rummish. We have developed our own dialect, and thus, I cannot fully answer your questions.&lt;br /&gt;Second, the lovely Lady Katrina passed on to me this letter because as you can see, she is not English. (As I write this letter, I am doubting whether or not you are truly a fan.) But that aside, let me inform you that Lady Katrina is from the Northern part of Korea. She is Welschic (pronounced as Wel-chic). Thus, when she received your letter, she laughed, and laughed. Laughed her ass off I must say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Fantastic! Let’s move on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anyway, moving on to your letter. Based on the article of Ms. Carla Montemayor, &lt;em&gt;English of English&lt;/em&gt;, I’d like to tackle a couple of things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;First:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“…I've seen menus featuring "spotted dick," but I'm too embarrassed to order it…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes, Spotted dick is a local European favorite. We love to eat them. They’re very creamy from the custard. I’ve got a joke for you. “What is long and hard and sometimes short and soft? It becomes red when angry, and spits when it reaches its limits?” The answer is a DICK. Hahaha! That cracks me up. But that is not what we’re talking about. Spotted Dick is a kind of pudding. It’s yummy. If you want to know the ingredients for making it, just ask me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Second:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“…But for the first time in my life, my spelling skills have to be, er, topped up. It's labour, with a U. It's analyse and offence. All my written academic work is riddled with words underlined in red. I am completely DISORIENTED, but since this is England, I must be DISORIENTATED. Bloody strange, if you willexcuse my English.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Our spelling here is extraordinary. I have adapted to the ‘normal’ way your people do it. But basically, in England, you spell it as you want it. We have all the freedom in the world, and that makes it fun. Let me tell you once when I studied 6th Grade for a year in London’s School for the Gifted. They made us spell DOG, and I spelled it BOG. I got an A. My other classmates spelled it as BOD, or RGD, or whatever their minds fancy. There was even one who didn’t say anything. He was just sitting down and laughing at all the others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So I approached him and punched him in the nose. He still kept on laughing. I punched him again and he was bleeding like bloody hell. He fell on the floor and he was still laughing. So, I sat on his belly and punched him until I could see his cheeks turn red from the blood. Everybody now was laughing. So I laughed too. He stood up while blood was dropping on the floor. Then he still kept on laughing. Everybody was laughing. That was very unforgettable moments of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I then told my teacher that I got offended and asked the teacher if he was laughing at me. The teacher said that he was actually trying to participate in class. She said that we were all Special, and we expressed our selves differently. I found out later on that he was Autistic – jeez, whatever that means. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;At the end of the class, we all got A’s. And when the bell rung, I went to him and gave him a small punch on the belly when nobody was looking. I told him, “This is for being Autistic, I want to be Autistic too.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Now, I know that Autistic doesn’t mean Special, like having some sort of power. I don’t want to be Autistic anymore. Moving on now. I’ve shared too much about myself again.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that I’ve shared and have answered the few questions that’s been bothering you. Please do write again if you need anything else. I hope I’ve shed some light on all the readers there. Thank you ever so much for continuously, non-stoppingly supporting us. We are forever grateful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Cheers to the Queen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lord William of Scothdalerum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9985597-110979422003370879?l=wawieandkaia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/feeds/110979422003370879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9985597&amp;postID=110979422003370879' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110979422003370879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110979422003370879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/2005/03/wet-2.html' title='Wet #2'/><author><name>WAWIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9985597.post-110871869058228906</id><published>2005-02-18T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T17:24:50.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To all our Fans,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would like to apologize for not being able to update our show as often as we used to. Wawie is very busy with school, as his finals week is coming up. Kaia is very busy with work as well. We promise, though, to bring you a better and more entertaining show in the next few weeks. Remember, our friends, that "patience is a virtue."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady Katrina of Waleswelch and Lord William of Scotchdalerum are very busy as well. They are attending to royal matter, and they had to fly back to their kingdoms. Do not fret, though our friends, because they will be back soon as well and will answer your questions about anything and everything under the sun (or moon, if it's nighttime).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your continued patronage, our beloved fans. We will be back with a bang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wawie and Kaia&lt;br /&gt;of &lt;em&gt;The Kaia and Wawie Show&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9985597-110871869058228906?l=wawieandkaia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/feeds/110871869058228906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9985597&amp;postID=110871869058228906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110871869058228906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110871869058228906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/2005/02/to-all-our-fans-hello-there.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03404556067403629366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9985597.post-110657590267411089</id><published>2005-01-24T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T22:21:16.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dry #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Hi Wawie and Kaia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a big fan! I'm so glad you finally decided to put up a venue for us, your fans, to interact with your team. I have a question for Lady Katrina...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question is...Yesterday, while I was going shopping, I saw this guy walking. He walked in a funny way; however, it really turned me on. Up to the point that my underwear (sorry to be so direct) dropped. Just a while ago, I went back to the mall, only to bump into him. However, like yesterday, my panties dropped again, while he was trying to get my mobile number. He called my up a while ago to ask me for a date in two days. As the end of our 5 minute conversation ended, my panties slid down. Now, I'm just worried that when we finally go out in two days, my panties would fall down. I'm not really the liberal type to not wear any panties at all. So please give me advise on what I should do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Raining Panties, 22, Korea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dearest Raining, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;First of all, I would like to thank you for your letter. I find it delightful that readers from all over the world have been sending in their questions to the Wawie and Kaia Show. I will answer your question to the best of my abilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Mirroring" is whan a person copies or imitates another person's actions, gestures, or facial expressions. I do not know if you are aware that "mirroring" is an effective fliting technique, and doing this unconsciously may be a sign that you are attracted to the gentleman. Your knickers may have dropped the first time because you were unconsciously trying to copy the way the lad was walking. Because of the odd way your legs are positioned, you knickers may have squirmed its way down your legs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The second time your knickers fell may be because of something else. You say they dropped as he was getting your mobile number? Well, there are certain types of underwear that react dramatically to the waves sent by mobile phones, especially when these waves are not coming from your own mobline phone. What happens is that the elastic band of your knickers snaps; therefore, your knickers fall. This is probably the same reason your knickers fell when he called you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;These are the reasons thst justify the falling of your underwear. However, there is another, more plausible reason for your underwear's odd behavior. You may have shed a little weight; thus, your knickers are too loose for you. I suggest you run to the store (Harrod's offers a great selection of knickers. Do drop by if you're in England for a visit. I could ask my servants to take a jet from Waleswelsch and accompany you to the store.), and grab yourself a few pairs of knickers that are IN YOUR SIZE. Organic ones are perfect if you plan to spend a lot of time on your mobile, as these do not snap due to the waves from the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If, however, you are too busy to go to the store and get yourself a couple of knickers in time for your date, I would suggest that you go commando. But since you mentioned that you are not liberal enough to do so, there is a way you could prevent the knicker-falling incident from happening on your date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 376px; HEIGHT: 114px" height="118" src="http://tinypic.com/1fy61i" width="416" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Instead of using safety pins to put your knickers in place, you may purchase the rolls of tape pictured above. These tapes may be used to secure your knickers. Safety pins only hold your knickers together; these tapes can hold you knickers AND your skin together. They come in a variety of colors to match your underwear, or your every mood. You may buy these at your local craft store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;These are but suggestions. Feel free to let your imagination run wild. Be creative and think of other ways to hold your knickers up for that special date. Let us know how it goes, Alright? We would be delighted to hear about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;All hail the King! Cheers!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;From the kingdom of Waleswelsch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lady Katrina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;P.S. It would help a lot if you wore pants instead of a skirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9985597-110657590267411089?l=wawieandkaia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/feeds/110657590267411089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9985597&amp;postID=110657590267411089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110657590267411089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110657590267411089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/2005/01/dry-1.html' title='Dry #1'/><author><name>kaia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03404556067403629366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9985597.post-110642441061029268</id><published>2005-01-23T03:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T04:09:53.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wet #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Lord William, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have a question for you. I dreamt of bees. Actually, I dreamt ofmyself having a normal day, but bees seemed to pop out from everywhere. There was a bee in my soup, there was a bee in my underwear drawer, a bee in the trunk of my car, a dead bee in my book,a bee in my bag, a bee in my wallet... You get the picture. There was always a bee in every scene of my dream!!! And there's one more weird thing... I woke up this morning and went to the toilet. When I looked down, there were TWO BEES swimming in the toilet bowl!!! What does my dream mean? And do you think it has any connection with what I saw when I woke up?I hope you can answer my question. More power to you and your kingdom!&lt;br /&gt;Vivi, 19, Cebu City&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;To Vivi&lt;br /&gt;I was actually reading up on bees just the other way. What perfect timing. Bees actually represent your need for love. You are dreming of bees probably because you want some lovin' (loving) right now! Like in the dream, you try to look for love, wherever you can, in your soup, in your bag, in your underwear drawer, in the trunk of your car, and even in your wallet. Let me tell you something from my father, the King. He once told me, "Love is a mysterious thing, the more you look for it, the more you won't find it. Not unless, you search at the right place."&lt;br /&gt;Vivi, I will tell you now, you will not find love in your soup, in your bag, in your wallet, in your car, or even in your underwear drawer. It's just not how things are.&lt;br /&gt;Moving along now, the TWO bees you saw swimming in your toilet bowl, or the John, as we call it here in Scotchdalerum, are of no connection to your dreams. Those bees were probably feeling hot and decided to go swimming. So, just don't mind them. However, if more bees come, or you suddenly feel that they are intruding your privacy, charge them a drop of honey per swim, or just flush the John. I'm sure they won't mind. Chow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is only my interpretation. You may or may not feel that it is appropriate for you. Thank you for sending your question. For more dream/day dream/fantasy interpretations, just send an e-mail to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:wawieandkaia@yahoo.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wawieandkaia@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; Thank you Vivi from Cebu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless the King!&lt;br /&gt;(signed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord William of Scotchdalerum&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9985597-110642441061029268?l=wawieandkaia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/feeds/110642441061029268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9985597&amp;postID=110642441061029268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110642441061029268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110642441061029268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/2005/01/wet-1.html' title='Wet #1'/><author><name>WAWIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9985597.post-110616036912967911</id><published>2005-01-20T02:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T02:46:28.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Wet is Dry and what is Dry is Wet</title><content type='html'>To our dear followers/fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number of supporters that we have, have increased to an overwhelming number. We are so thankful to you guys for making us number &lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt;! Fans from all over, and we mean all over the WORLD, have been so supportive. (Special mention to the Australians! Hello mate!) And we can't wait to present to you guys the newest segments of our SHOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the next segment is ready for actual shooting, we are still in the process of trying to find a way to actualize it so that YOU, yes YOU, will appreciate it more! Alam niyo naman kayo and number &lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt; para sa amin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to this, fanmail from all over have been continuously pouring in and we are just so thankful to you guys! Please don't stop. Letters giving us praises and support/asking us for advice/dream interpretations/answers/anything and everything under the sun. Although please stop with the indecent proposals. ;) (Kaia is already engaged.) Wawie is still available though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In line with that we are proud to present to you guys our newest segment...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Wet&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. This segment will focus on the thousands and thousands of fanmail we receive everyday, and this is our way of saying thank you to &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how the segment will go. We will hide the letter readers under pseudo names for confidential reasons. Letter senders are encouraged to write their names and age, however, they can use a psuedo name should they prefer it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;WET&lt;/span&gt; segment will be read and answered by &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Lord William of Scotchdalerum&lt;/span&gt;. Anything about dreams/interpretations/daydreams/fantasies/whatever are welcome.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DRY&lt;/span&gt; segment will be read and answered by &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lady Katrina of Waleswelsch&lt;/span&gt;. Anything under the sun, and the moon (if it's night time) can be sent to her. This includes advice/questions/whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to write us at &lt;a href="mailto:wawieandkaia@yahoo.com"&gt;wawieandkaia@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;We will try to answer all your mails as soon as we can. Be patient though, after all, it is a virtue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa nanamang makabuluhang proyekto, mula sa aming puso, para inyo, aming pamilya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The WAWIE and KAIA show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9985597-110616036912967911?l=wawieandkaia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/feeds/110616036912967911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9985597&amp;postID=110616036912967911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110616036912967911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110616036912967911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/2005/01/what-is-wet-is-dry-and-what-is-dry-is.html' title='What is Wet is Dry and what is Dry is Wet'/><author><name>WAWIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9985597.post-110587402232111803</id><published>2005-01-16T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T19:13:42.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's only the beginning...</title><content type='html'>As the saying goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'For every window that closes, a new door opens.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as we bid farewell to the characters of Wawie and Kaia, together with Mulawin, Erika, Juan and Nikolai, we would like to thank you all for continuously supporting the very first 'kabanata' of the Wawie and Kaia Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of this, lalo naming pipilitin na pagandahin ang aming mga segments.  We will go to places where no show has gone before, and we will plunge into the depths of the sea of the unknown just so we could bring you all new and exciting programs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mula sa aming mga puso, para sa inyo aming pamilya.  This one's for all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, really,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wawie and Kaia&lt;br /&gt;of the Wawie and Kaia Show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9985597-110587402232111803?l=wawieandkaia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/feeds/110587402232111803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9985597&amp;postID=110587402232111803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110587402232111803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110587402232111803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/2005/01/its-only-beginning.html' title='It&apos;s only the beginning...'/><author><name>WAWIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9985597.post-110573860973277441</id><published>2005-01-15T05:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T05:36:49.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANG KATAPUSAN NG KABANATA...</title><content type='html'>Matapos ng matagal na paghihintay ni Kaia, dumating din si Wawie sa dalampasigan, tulad ng kaniyang ipinangako:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/193sq9" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;drawing by: Kaia ang Wawie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At sila'y namuhay nang payapa kasama ang kanilang mga anak na kambal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/193srr" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;drawing by: Wawie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-=TAPOS=-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9985597-110573860973277441?l=wawieandkaia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/feeds/110573860973277441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9985597&amp;postID=110573860973277441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110573860973277441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110573860973277441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/2005/01/ang-katapusan-ng-kabanata.html' title='ANG KATAPUSAN NG KABANATA...'/><author><name>kaia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03404556067403629366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9985597.post-110573819847729756</id><published>2005-01-15T05:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T05:29:58.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Minamahal ko,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakita ko si Mulawin, paparating sa aming tahanan kaninang hating gabi. Ang masulayapan lamang ito ay nagdala sa akin ng kakaibang ligaya, sapagkat alam ko na nasa mabuti ka pa ring kalagayan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huwag kang mag-alala, aking mahal. Nabalaan ko na ang kaibigan kong si erika tungkol sa kaniyang kapatid, at sinabi niya sa akin na matagal na ay may hinala siyang magkasabwat sila ng kapatid kong si Juan. Sana lang ay hindi nila mahalata ang ating komunikasyon sa isa't isa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tulad mo, bawa't araw ng aking paghihintay ay naging impyerno para sa akin... Napapa-buntong-hininga na lamang ako tuwing iisipin ko ang panahong magkikita tayo muli. Sabik na rin akong maramdaman ang labi mong dumadampi sa labi ko, ang mga braso mong nakabalot sa akin, at ang mga mata mong punong-puno ng pagmamahal. Mahal kong Wawie, naaalala ko rin ang mga gabing wala tayong pinag-tataguan... Ang mga gabing wala tayong kinatatakutan... Ang mga araw at gabing lagi tayong nasa piling ng isa't isa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikinagagalak kong malaman na napasuko niyo na rin ang Kastila. O irog ko, huwag mong kalimutang mag-ingat sa darating niyong pagsugod sa mga Kastila. Alam nating marahas sila. Gamitin niyo ang inyong utak, huwag lamang ang inyong lakas at mga armas. Alam kong kaya niyo silang labanan. Malakas ang tiwala ko sa inyo. Lalo na sa iyo, o giliw ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iilang sandali na lang, mahal ko, ay magkikita na tayo. Matapos kong ibigay ang liham na ito kay Mulawin, ay mag-babalot na ako ng aking mga pananamit, at aalis na ako. Mahimbing ang tulog ng inay at itay, kaya't sigurado akong hindi nila mapapansin ang aking pag-alis. Ang kapatid kong si Juan ay nakikipag-sugalan kasama ng kapatid ni Erika. Sigurado akong mga Kastila ang kasama nila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magtutungo na ako sa dalampasigan, kung saan kita hihintayin. Bilisan mo, irog kong Wawie... Maghihintay ako...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iyo lamang,&lt;br /&gt;Kaia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9985597-110573819847729756?l=wawieandkaia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/feeds/110573819847729756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9985597&amp;postID=110573819847729756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110573819847729756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110573819847729756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/2005/01/minamahal-ko-nakita-ko-si-mulawin.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03404556067403629366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9985597.post-110572650352484145</id><published>2005-01-15T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T02:15:03.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aking mahal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa paglipas ng bawat minuto, para akong nasa impyernong nag-aantay.  Ang mga munting sandali na parating si Mulawin, duon lamang ako nagkakasigla.  At sa bawat salita na iyong sinasabi, lumalakas ang aking paniniwala sa sarili.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nabalitaan ko na hindi lamang si Juan ang kasabwat ng mga Kastila.  Natuklasan ko na ang kapatid ng iyong kaibigan na si Erika ay kasama nila.  Sa oras na matanggap mo ang sulat na ito, bigyan mo ng babala si Erika tungkol sa katauhan ni Nikolai.  Ngunit, iyong tandaan na sikreto lamang ang ating pagkikita mamayang gabi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahal, sabik na rin akong maramdaman ang tamis ng iyong mga halik.  Naaalala ko pa noong panahon, noong tahimik pa ang lahat, andun tayo sa may ilog.  Pasensya na, titigilan ko na itong pag-aalala.  Nadadaluyan lamang ng luha ang aking mga mata. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Konting tiis na lamang aking mahal.  Napasuko na namin ang mga Kastila sa dakong Kanluran ng kagubatan.  Nagsalita ang isa sa kanila at naituro niya kung saan ang iba pa nilang mga tinataguan.  Ihinati na namin ang grupong Magdiwang at susugurin na namin ang mga ito. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagpapasalat ang aking mga kasamahan sa ipinadala mong pagkain.  Ngunit, mahal, sa susunod, wag ka ng mag-abala.  Maaring binabantayan na si Mulawin ng mga Kastila at maaring magkaroon sila ng pagdududa sa patuloy na pabalik-balik niya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malapit na tayong magkita.  Patuloy rin kitang pinagdarasal sa Maykapal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang iyong mahal,&lt;br /&gt;Wawie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9985597-110572650352484145?l=wawieandkaia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/feeds/110572650352484145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9985597&amp;postID=110572650352484145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110572650352484145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110572650352484145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/2005/01/aking-mahal-sa-paglipas-ng-bawat.html' title=''/><author><name>WAWIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9985597.post-110564779992660278</id><published>2005-01-14T03:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T04:25:54.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mahal kong Wawie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huwag kang mag-alala. Walang alam ang Kuya kong si Juan tungkol sa relasyon natin. Walang nakakaalam kundi tayong dalawa lamang. Hindi na rin ako magpapaalam kay inay at kay itay, ngunit sigurado akong maiintindihan nila ang lahat paglaon ng panahon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahal, kay tagal ng panahon. Nais ko nang maramdaman ang sarap ng nasa piling mo muli. Kay tagal ko nang hinihintay ang panahon na magsasama tayo... O irog ko, kailan ko kaya mararamdaman ang matipuno mong katawang nakabalot sa akin? Gabi-gabi kong napapanaginipan ang pagkikita natin sa dalampasigan, at nagigising akong luhain ang mga mata... Kay tagal ng aking paghihintay... Kailan kaya tayo magsasama muli?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Binigyan ko si Mulawin ng pagkain upang hindi siya magutom sa kaniyang paglalakbay patungo sa iyo. Nag-habilin na rin ako ng kaunting pagkain para sa inyong samahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung nasaan ka man, minamahal kong Wawie, mag-ingat ka. Patuloy akong nagdarasal na ikaw ay nasa mabuting kalagayan. Alam kong magkikita tayo muli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagmamahal,&lt;br /&gt;Kaia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9985597-110564779992660278?l=wawieandkaia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/feeds/110564779992660278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9985597&amp;postID=110564779992660278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110564779992660278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110564779992660278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/2005/01/mahal-kong-wawie-huwag-kang-mag-alala.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03404556067403629366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9985597.post-110564011486921074</id><published>2005-01-14T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T02:15:14.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mahal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napakabagal ng oras.  Ang sikat ng araw ay patuloy na tumatama sa aking batok.  Mahirap na ang panahon, ngunit walang bundok, ilog, o Kastila ang makapagpipigil sa ating dalawa na magsama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minamahal kita.  Konting tiis na lang, aking mahal at magkakasama na tayo muli. Ang tanging hiling ko lamang sa'yo, habang lumalapit na ang oras ng ating pagtatagpo.  Huwag ka ng magpapaalam sa iyong kapatid na si Juan.  May duda kami ng samahan na kasama siya sa mga Pilipinong tumutulong sa mga Kastila. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko maaring sabihin sa'yo kung saan kami ngayon nagtatago.  Ang tanging magagawa mo lang ay ang antayin ang sulat na ito mula kay Mulawin (ang ibon).  Magdasal tayo na hindi siya mahuli ng mga Kastila. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mag-ingat ka diyan aking mahal.  Hanggang sa susunod. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wawie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9985597-110564011486921074?l=wawieandkaia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/feeds/110564011486921074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9985597&amp;postID=110564011486921074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110564011486921074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110564011486921074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/2005/01/mahal-napakabagal-ng-oras.html' title=''/><author><name>WAWIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9985597.post-110563897840971735</id><published>2005-01-14T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T01:56:18.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aking Minamahal na Wawie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam kong nasa panganib ka. At alam ko rin na tama ang ipinaglalaban mo. Pero sana'y matupad pa rin ang aking hiling sa Maykapal, na huwag kang malagay sa kapahamakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napakaganda naman ng tulang inalay mo sa akin. Ngayo'y lalo na akong nasasabik na makapiling kang muli, aking irog. Tila ang tagal ng bisperas ng gabi. Hindi ako makapaghintay. Nagunit alam kong mapanganib para sa ating dalawa kung tayo ay magtatagpo kaagad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinitiis ko, aking mahal. Pinipilit kong maghintay, para sa kapakanan nating dalawa, at sa mga magiging anak natin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huwag ka masyado magpapahalata sa mga Kastila. Hinahanap ka na nila. Inuulit ko, mag-ingat ka. Ikamamatay ko kung may mangyari sa iyong hindi kanais-nais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabik na akong makita ka, aking mahal. Lagi kang nasa isip ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang iyong irog,&lt;br /&gt;Kaia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9985597-110563897840971735?l=wawieandkaia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/feeds/110563897840971735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9985597&amp;postID=110563897840971735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110563897840971735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110563897840971735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/2005/01/aking-minamahal-na-wawie-alam-kong.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03404556067403629366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9985597.post-110563765198016899</id><published>2005-01-14T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T01:34:11.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O giliw ko,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gagawin ko ang aking makakaya.  Kung ako man ay kanilang hulihin, hayaan mo na kung ito ay para sa ating pagmamahalan.  Ngunit, hindi ako susuko ng walang laban.  Ninanais ko lamang ang magkapiling na tayo sa lalong madaling panahon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayaan mong ibahagi ko ang aking napagnilayan kanina lamang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ang ating hinaharap o aking giliw,&lt;br /&gt;sa kabilang dako ng dalampasigan, kung saan malayong-malayo.&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw at ako, at ang ating kambal,&lt;br /&gt;kasama na rin ang iyong sinapupunan.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O eto na, naririnig ko na sila.  Magtatago na ako.  Nais ko ng makita ang kislap ng iyong mga mata.  Paalam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iyong-iyo lang,&lt;br /&gt;Wawie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9985597-110563765198016899?l=wawieandkaia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/feeds/110563765198016899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9985597&amp;postID=110563765198016899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110563765198016899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110563765198016899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/2005/01/o-giliw-ko-gagawin-ko-ang-aking.html' title=''/><author><name>WAWIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9985597.post-110563666792345974</id><published>2005-01-14T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T01:17:47.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isang Sagot...</title><content type='html'>Minamahal kong Wawie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa wakas, narinig ko na rin ang mga katagang iyon mula sa iyo. Mahal din kita, Wawie. Asahang makakatagpo mo ako sa dalampasigan mamayang gabi. Nais ko nang matanaw ang ngiti mo, ang ngiting nakakapagpawi ng lahat ng aking lungkot. Magkikita rin tayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huwag kang papahuli sa mga Kastila... Mag-ingat ka, aking irog, at aasahan kong magkikita tayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa iyo lamang,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9985597-110563666792345974?l=wawieandkaia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/feeds/110563666792345974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9985597&amp;postID=110563666792345974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110563666792345974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110563666792345974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/2005/01/isang-sagot.html' title='Isang Sagot...'/><author><name>kaia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03404556067403629366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9985597.post-110563492090682643</id><published>2005-01-14T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T00:48:40.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sa Aking Minamahal...</title><content type='html'>Sa aking pinakamamahal...Kaia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Kailangan kong magmadali, ang mga Kastila ay nasa likod ko lamang.  Hinahabol nila ako.  Mahal kong Kaia, sa aking pag-iisip.  Ito ang bumalabog sa aking puso.  Mahal kita.  Magtanan na tayo.  Doon tayo sa dalampasigan magkita. Isang oras makalipas ang bisperas ng gabi. Minamahal kita.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                   &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                             Nagmamahal,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                   Wawie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9985597-110563492090682643?l=wawieandkaia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/feeds/110563492090682643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9985597&amp;postID=110563492090682643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Kaia&lt;/span&gt; Show!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ABANGAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9985597-110556589940377697?l=wawieandkaia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/feeds/110556589940377697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9985597&amp;postID=110556589940377697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110556589940377697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110556589940377697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/2005/01/abangan.html' title=''/><author><name>kaia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03404556067403629366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9985597.post-110547137947103106</id><published>2005-01-12T03:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T03:22:59.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROUND THREE.</title><content type='html'>haaaaaay....&lt;br /&gt;(order of pics: Top first, left to right.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/18bz2p" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: awww.ang cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: pwede na yan. stationery... hahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;cowboywawie: oo nga e.&lt;br /&gt;cowboywawie: hindi nanaman nakadikit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: peste.&lt;br /&gt;kaiapretty888: again.&lt;br /&gt;kaiapretty888: worm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: cute&lt;br /&gt;cowboywawie: but.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/18bz3s" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: stump&lt;br /&gt;cowboywawie: wow! how artistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: hahahaha!  oo nga!&lt;br /&gt;kaiapretty888: moss&lt;br /&gt;kaiapretty888: hala. hindi ko pala na-per slide. yung stump and moss! agh! sori!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: pwede ba broken line?&lt;br /&gt;kaiapretty888: as in parang - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: okay lang. i guess.pero hindi ba yun lifting the pen too many time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: hm. sige. pwede bang. one line and two dots?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: okay&lt;br /&gt;cowboywawie: judge allows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: ayan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: what's that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: yung trail nung paglipad ng butterfly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: hahaha. pwede ba yun?&lt;br /&gt;cowboywawie: hahhaa&lt;br /&gt;cowboywawie: sige.&lt;br /&gt;cowboywawie: frog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: ano yung mahaba? dila?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: yah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: i expected that&lt;br /&gt;cowboywawie: batang naglalaro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/18bzag" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: naka-blue tshirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: purple pants&lt;br /&gt;cowboywawie: i think he's gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: hahahaahhaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: red backpack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: cute&lt;br /&gt;cowboywawie: black make-up kit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: ribbon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: hahahahahahahhaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/18bzfl" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: putting on lipstick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: lipstick???!?!&lt;br /&gt;kaiapretty888: bwahahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;kaiapretty888: such a happy-sad pic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: i know&lt;br /&gt;cowboywawie: choose your own adventure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888:  bwahahahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: ano yan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: angry dad " what the hell are you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;cowboywawie: or boyfriend "have you been waiting for me?"&lt;br /&gt;cowboywawie: it's up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: boyfriend, naka-sando, galing sa gym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: and kep kep shorts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: naka-ribbon din&lt;br /&gt;kaiapretty888: terno sila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: so boyfriend and pucha.&lt;br /&gt;cowboywawie: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;cowboywawie: okay na?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: ok na!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/18bzhh" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: such a pretty picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;kaiapretty888: yupyup!!!&lt;br /&gt;kaiapretty888: so perfect! this one gets and A+!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Haaaaay... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voice in Kaia's head: Stop that silliness and go back to work!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9985597-110547137947103106?l=wawieandkaia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/feeds/110547137947103106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9985597&amp;postID=110547137947103106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110547137947103106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110547137947103106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/2005/01/round-three.html' title='ROUND THREE.'/><author><name>kaia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03404556067403629366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9985597.post-110546723340778690</id><published>2005-01-12T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T02:16:10.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Round 2</title><content type='html'>Here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/18btdj" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the conversation that brought about the work of art (kayo na bahala mag-decipher which is which...):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: basket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: kabaong&lt;br /&gt;cowboywawie: casket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: na may kamay na nakalabas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: picnic basket with mat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: celery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: pile of ants, galing sa anthill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: bowl of sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: kabaong with red roses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: kandila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: bottle of wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: cd player&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: dalawang tao na nagsesex sa banig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;gamit&lt;/span&gt; na condom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: hahahahhahahahahahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: don't erase it ha. tell me pag new drawing na tapos ill paste it sa blog!&lt;br /&gt;kaiapretty888: ano yan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: pile of clothes with bra, tshirt and flares.&lt;br /&gt;cowboywawie: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;cowboywawie: talagang flares.&lt;br /&gt;cowboywawie: siyempre, magsesex ka, tatnggalin mo yung damit&lt;br /&gt;cowboywawie: may condom na nga e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: hahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;kaiapretty888: natunaw na yung kandila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;cowboywawie: parents&lt;br /&gt;cowboywawie: huli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;cowboywawie: dapat kinukuha mo by drawing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: dugo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: bakit may dugo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: binaril yung lalaki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: hahahhaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: naginag kabaong ulit amputa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: lamay na. yung parents nakatingin pa rin&lt;br /&gt;cowboywawie: hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kaiapretty888: bwahahahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;cowboywawie: finish na to! puno na e.&lt;br /&gt;cowboywawie: perfecto&lt;br /&gt;cowboywawie: that's an a.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tama kajan, Waw. Definitely an A. Getting ready for ROUND THREE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9985597-110546723340778690?l=wawieandkaia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/feeds/110546723340778690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9985597&amp;postID=110546723340778690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110546723340778690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110546723340778690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/2005/01/round-2.html' title='Round 2'/><author><name>kaia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03404556067403629366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9985597.post-110546597533282231</id><published>2005-01-12T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T01:58:15.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Game of </title><content type='html'>You might be wondering...."what the hell are these two people up to!?" It's 1:50 in the morning, and Kaia and I are up to the same old thing...drawing. hahaha! nah...chatting. I'm studying for my Philo Long Exam on Thursday, and she's working "yeah, right, Kaia". As you can see from our drawings, we make such a great pair. I will let you in on the game, so yuo could share it with your friends...just like we share it with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parang LOVE yan-- Since Kaia's status is "Nakakapagod magmahal (busy icon)" and mine's "I think I'm in love"--if it's a good thing, you have to share it to others. In this case, to the millions and millions of people around the world who read our blog spot every single day. (Thanks guys).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the game goes like this: Rules -- never lift the pen, unless it's for dots or a line or two. Also, you can only draw something as long as it's connected to the original picture. E.g. Don't create a sun somewhere on top, away from the scribble because it's a sunny day. The lines should be touching the scribbles. As you can see from what we posted. Kaia, extend the sun's rays to touch the scribble. You have to be detailed about these things. Finally, in order for the game to be super fun and super, pardon for the Tagalog (hahaha!), galing, you have to be creative. Let whatever happen. Be creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there. We've shared something that we hope will last for generations. Goodmorning. And in case you don't hear from me later. Goodafternoon, Goodevening, and Goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheese on my Macaroni -- Wawie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9985597-110546597533282231?l=wawieandkaia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/feeds/110546597533282231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9985597&amp;postID=110546597533282231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110546597533282231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110546597533282231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/2005/01/game-of.html' title='The Game of '/><author><name>WAWIE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9985597.post-110539257520540854</id><published>2005-01-11T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T05:29:35.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Walang Tulugaaaaaan!" -- Master Showman</title><content type='html'>Dear Wawie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's now 5:24 am, 6 minutes before I get off my shift, and I'm still chatting with you. Wawa... Haaaay. Ang sakit talaga ng puson ko!!! Bakit yung ibang mga nabuntis mo hindi naman nagkakaganito??? Si Bobs nga umiinom pa ng beer at ng tequila... Si Chil hindi naman daw sumasakit ang puson. Si Anj wala namang reklamo... Hay. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Minutes na lang. Kumakanta pa rin yung officemate ko. Naalala mo yung kumakanta kanina? Yun. Kumakanta pa rin siya. Ang sakit sa ulo. Hahaha! Wawa ka naman, matulog ka na kaya! Ako paguwi ko matutulog naaaaaaa! *smirk* Wawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Minutes na lang. Nagwawala na talaga siya... Naka-headphones pa, hindi yata siya aware na ganun ka-lakas yung boses niya. Hindi ko alam kung rock or kung ano yung kanta siya eh. Talagang na-fafalsetto pa eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Minutes na lang. Log-out na ako... Matulog ka na, Waw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Minute to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight Waw! MWAHWIE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9985597-110539257520540854?l=wawieandkaia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/feeds/110539257520540854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9985597&amp;postID=110539257520540854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110539257520540854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110539257520540854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/2005/01/walang-tulugaaaaaan-master-showman.html' title='&quot;Walang Tulugaaaaaan!&quot; -- Master Showman'/><author><name>kaia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03404556067403629366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9985597.post-110544855523867110</id><published>2005-01-11T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T21:09:09.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHO WINS??!?</title><content type='html'>Here's a copy of our masterpiece...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 348px; HEIGHT: 227px" height="360" src="http://tinypic.com/182846" width="522" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a picture of an apple with a hole and a worm... On the ground... With an ant (carrying a breadcrumb) approaching it. Oh, May sun pa pala... Eh kelangan naka-touch sa original drawing, so yung sun, sinisinagan ng araw. Hahaha!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yun lang, gusto lang namin i-share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Waw and Kae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9985597-110544855523867110?l=wawieandkaia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/feeds/110544855523867110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9985597&amp;postID=110544855523867110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110544855523867110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9985597/posts/default/110544855523867110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wawieandkaia.blogspot.com/2005/01/who-wins.html' title='WHO WINS??!?'/><author><name>kaia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03404556067403629366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
