<?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-4179286619433753780</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:39:27.694+08:00</updated><category term='vanity'/><category term='classics'/><category term='wishlist'/><category term='travel'/><category term='stress'/><category term='movies'/><category term='simple joys'/><category term='books'/><category term='anti-'/><category term='vents'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='run'/><category term='inexcusable expenses'/><title type='text'>Can't Hurry Love</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-5814911559761851530</id><published>2012-02-07T23:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T00:05:26.464+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='run'/><title type='text'>Advance Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;dear God, thank You so very very much for giving me my perfect match. You have blessed me with a sweet, thoughtful, and loving boyfriend, and i could not ask for more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_r04D0lvFt0/TzFKeXpwNYI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Io36dzkpoXs/s640/blogger-image--143517172.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_r04D0lvFt0/TzFKeXpwNYI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Io36dzkpoXs/s640/blogger-image--143517172.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-5814911559761851530?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/5814911559761851530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_r04D0lvFt0/TzFKeXpwNYI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Io36dzkpoXs/s72-c/blogger-image--143517172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-2569679847946647578</id><published>2012-02-05T22:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T23:05:18.798+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple joys'/><title type='text'>Simple Joy #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;been meaning to post this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br  style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;here's my simple joy #3. a bottle or two of sparkling grape juice. have grown accustomed to having this during special occasions. this is due to the fact that i don't drink anything with alcohol, this serves as a nice bubbly replacement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A5rZzl4U4E8/Ty6Z6zlatcI/AAAAAAAAAVk/SbsHBjr39Us/s1600/welchs-sparkling-grape-juice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A5rZzl4U4E8/Ty6Z6zlatcI/AAAAAAAAAVk/SbsHBjr39Us/s320/welchs-sparkling-grape-juice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705667013483607490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;with valentine's day just around the corner, i'm thinking of having a bottle of the white grape ones with pasta or steak. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: 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href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2012/02/simple-joy-3.html' title='Simple Joy #3'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A5rZzl4U4E8/Ty6Z6zlatcI/AAAAAAAAAVk/SbsHBjr39Us/s72-c/welchs-sparkling-grape-juice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-8888526987230464944</id><published>2012-02-05T22:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T22:47:28.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so i've been out of blog circulation for a while and got tons of stuff to post about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(darn "o" key is somewhat stuck &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br  style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;first off, i want to thank God for a wonderful 2011. for all the blessings He has given me, for all the lessons learned, for the new friends, new experiences, for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br  style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;next, i just want to share that i have "applied" for a singles d-group and i'm happy to report that things are going well. a bit embarrassing on my first day with them, but so blessed God gave me sisters who do not judge. i have had a minor breakdown recently and they were there for me. now, i miss them when i don't get to attend d-group on sundays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br  style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i started running again. just once a week while i'm still a wimp. will try and increase frequency and intensity in a month or so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br  style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;look what i got.. belated christmas gifts from my ever loving bf:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br  style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h4CeK4P_DUI/Ty6UzYe1KdI/AAAAAAAAAVM/QXIr-K2AUvs/s1600/earrings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h4CeK4P_DUI/Ty6UzYe1KdI/AAAAAAAAAVM/QXIr-K2AUvs/s320/earrings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705661388391000530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br face="trebuchet ms" style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hvthHTS3Lh4/Ty6UzXtR52I/AAAAAAAAAVU/FDUOmn0xsZw/s1600/shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hvthHTS3Lh4/Ty6UzXtR52I/AAAAAAAAAVU/FDUOmn0xsZw/s320/shoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705661388183168866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br face="trebuchet ms" style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;sugar daddy much? hehe, i love you, tan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br face="trebuchet ms" style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;last but not least, sold pipay already T_T to buy a new phone. meet mika:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bde23T4bvdY/Ty6T-qSqBCI/AAAAAAAAAUo/qxaEpuY41Xo/s1600/8543cfc4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bde23T4bvdY/Ty6T-qSqBCI/AAAAAAAAAUo/qxaEpuY41Xo/s320/8543cfc4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705660482638709794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i know i'm more than a little late, but still, happy happy 2012 everyone!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-8888526987230464944?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/8888526987230464944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-8512410629261670500</id><published>2011-12-11T22:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T22:27:19.011+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple joys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inexcusable expenses'/><title type='text'>Simple Joy #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i needed new shoes for a friend's upcoming wedding, so i shopped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1_sqOgvh9Yw/TuS6j1WzcTI/AAAAAAAAAT4/__W8T4Eve8I/s1600/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1_sqOgvh9Yw/TuS6j1WzcTI/AAAAAAAAAT4/__W8T4Eve8I/s320/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684873754429321522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;at four inches above ground level, i seriously need tan not to leave my side during the wedding to avoid fashion mishaps, i.e. sprawling on the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;as with all shopping adventures, here's the impulse buy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1bXEOgXDIQ4/TuS6kWPqHTI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/2ar_DdDxhHw/s1600/ALIM1722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1bXEOgXDIQ4/TuS6kWPqHTI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/2ar_DdDxhHw/s320/ALIM1722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684873763257720114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;technically, shopping's not a simple joy since it requires a whole lotta effort as well as a really really fat wallet. effectively lessens the frustration though.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;so here's a product of this weekend's shopping that shall count as my simple joy #2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eqxEL29tnJU/TuS6k-VIzjI/AAAAAAAAAUc/o3sODj43W8o/s1600/ALIM1726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eqxEL29tnJU/TuS6k-VIzjI/AAAAAAAAAUc/o3sODj43W8o/s320/ALIM1726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684873774018121266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;really really cute hair thingies. i know the bears aren't really age-appropriate, but i couldn't resist. they're checkered! at least i don't do pigtails anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-8512410629261670500?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/8512410629261670500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-7053750546605025719</id><published>2011-12-11T21:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T22:09:37.210+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><title type='text'>Hohoho to Huhuhu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;where do i get the christmas joy and cheer i hear so much about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;here's how i picture a perfect christmas setting:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mfu-b4Q3x2g/TuS1AlOPz-I/AAAAAAAAATU/B148J6W3n1s/s1600/christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mfu-b4Q3x2g/TuS1AlOPz-I/AAAAAAAAATU/B148J6W3n1s/s320/christmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684867651244904418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;minus the fireplace of course. a small but fully decorated tree, perfectly wrapped gifts (and patience not to open any of them 'til christmas eve), cozy couch with pillows and a blanket, and soft instrumental music. very inviting, very relaxing, sweet, and simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so, santa, here's what i want for christmas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lwWCYDhvuDs/TuS1Aity9hI/AAAAAAAAATg/wMbUTUNlq5g/s1600/Black-and-White-Kitchen-Design-Pictures-6.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lwWCYDhvuDs/TuS1Aity9hI/AAAAAAAAATg/wMbUTUNlq5g/s320/Black-and-White-Kitchen-Design-Pictures-6.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684867650571925010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;if you can't, this will do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ni48ih72MdM/TuS1A-5KrNI/AAAAAAAAATs/moMQxqVm3rQ/s1600/luxurious-kitchen-interior-design-21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ni48ih72MdM/TuS1A-5KrNI/AAAAAAAAATs/moMQxqVm3rQ/s320/luxurious-kitchen-interior-design-21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684867658135809234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;no gift wrapping necessary. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ok, back to reality. it's the 11th, and i haven't the slightest clue on how this year's christmas will turn out. having a stressful work environment (despite the buy-out) sucks so i'm looking for ways to make this december better. been calling my saturday overtimes "sacrificial saturdays" already. it's a crazy rat race and i can't even see the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear bosses: you're scrooges, every last one of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody, somewhere, has to know the answer to my question. i need a serious boost on this chirstmas spirit thing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-7053750546605025719?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/7053750546605025719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=7053750546605025719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/7053750546605025719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/7053750546605025719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/12/hohoho-to-huhuhu.html' title='Hohoho to Huhuhu'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mfu-b4Q3x2g/TuS1AlOPz-I/AAAAAAAAATU/B148J6W3n1s/s72-c/christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-6948933685333179519</id><published>2011-11-20T20:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T20:31:04.645+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple joys'/><title type='text'>Simple Joy #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so i'm always always stressed at work, right? i recently decided to take another step towards self improvement. here's what i decided to do... every now and then, i'm going to try to have simple joys --little things that make me happy or lift my spirits even for a bit. it's just to remind me how blessed i am, and so i can have something of a reference of what to do, get, or have to fix an otherwise hateful day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;today's simple joy is my pregroe shampoo. no, i do not have a strong desire to thicken my hair, nor am i thinning up there. my hair up top is just right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--6GulRXflBs/TsjsfQcpReI/AAAAAAAAATI/8EPODPnriik/s1600/SHAMPOO2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--6GulRXflBs/TsjsfQcpReI/AAAAAAAAATI/8EPODPnriik/s320/SHAMPOO2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677047352035722722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i chanced upon this while shopping for puppy bottles and vitamin droppers pre-birth of the babies at mercury, trinoma. as i'm tried of the more advertised brands, i try some less popular ones every now and then. my first qualifying factor is almost always the smell. i abhor the tutti-fruity kinds as much as the heavily floral ones. pregroe has a mild scent that somewhat relaxes me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;for the actual usage, it didn't disappoint either. after shampooing, it left my hair smooth and easier to brush. unlike the more commercialized brands, i had no tangles even during the rinse. i haven't noticed if my hair has actually thicken, but hey, if it does, all the better, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-6948933685333179519?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/6948933685333179519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-970538994866291782</id><published>2011-10-19T23:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T23:52:00.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><title type='text'>Literally z_z</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the boss gave me more stuff to handle.. and although flattering.. i'm almost always stressed, fatigued, and just plain tired. if only my salary could catch up with the workload, i could pamper myself to make up for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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z_z'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-9018310522107087553</id><published>2011-10-13T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T11:47:23.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohemgee Puppies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sometime  after 2 in the morning of october 10, our mini schnauzer started labor  and pushed out 4 super cute puppies by 5:30. it was my first time  watching something/someone give birth. It was messy, tense, and somehow  still magical. definitely not in a  glittery-cartoon-children’s-fantasy-magical, but more like  touching-miracle-magical.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;thank God for our super sweet and &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;malambing &lt;/i&gt;dog, fifi, and now her 4 uber cute pups!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UxpblQGNoh0/TpZdx-uB1EI/AAAAAAAAASM/qhPBIY-jOtw/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UxpblQGNoh0/TpZdx-uB1EI/AAAAAAAAASM/qhPBIY-jOtw/s320/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662816694696006722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; they look like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;longanisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; sausages when they come out, but they look like really really cute rodents when dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;have i gushed enough on their cuteness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-9018310522107087553?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/9018310522107087553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=9018310522107087553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/9018310522107087553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/9018310522107087553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/10/ohemgee-puppies.html' title='Ohemgee Puppies'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UxpblQGNoh0/TpZdx-uB1EI/AAAAAAAAASM/qhPBIY-jOtw/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-435168455026119138</id><published>2011-10-10T18:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T18:33:36.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Impressed with Acqua</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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 &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;i actually have no idea how or where they got my blog address, but last night, i noticed a comment on the said entry coming from acqua salon apologizing for not being able to serve me that time. it even went on to request for a private communication via email. considering they did not really disappoint me with a bad haircut and/or service, i was really impressed with their effort to compensate and especially with the fact that they did not even try to make excuses. these admirable gestures just goes to show how exceptionally nice they treat their customers regardless if you're a patron or a first timer.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style=" color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-US"&gt;dear acqua salon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style=" color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-US"&gt;i've heard and read a lot of good things about your salon and I’m really delighted to experience the courtesy firsthand. it's just a case of wrong timing that time i went there. No apologies necessary. I'll be looking forward to visiting and having my hair done by Ms. Laila&lt;/span&gt; sometime next month.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-435168455026119138?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/435168455026119138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=435168455026119138&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/435168455026119138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/435168455026119138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/10/impressed-with-acqua.html' title='Impressed with Acqua'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-2039802349698952832</id><published>2011-10-09T18:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T18:16:23.566+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vanity'/><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i've been out of blog-circulation for a bit with laziness being the culprit so here's a few random stuff that's been happening in my life lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;due to recent outings, i've turned into a common &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;  color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;negrita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;. while i do not have anything against &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;  color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;morena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; people, dark skin, especially on the face, does not suit me. so i then start my quest to try and speed up the process of getting back my old complexion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i decided to get the power peel at forever flawless, plus a whitening mask after. the pricking during the facial cleaning hurt a bit, so did the peeling, but it was bearable. then there's the usual (at least my due diligence research says it's normal) after procedure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;  color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hapdi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;. but all in all, it was ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;after that, as per my brother's advice, i needed to get sunblock for my face. apparently, office and household lights contribute to skin darkening as well. so i got a mild exfoliating toner and a whitening sunblock at the face shop last week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WsZlDhYm3rQ/TpF_SRJ-0hI/AAAAAAAAAR8/GqdLsnj2VMY/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WsZlDhYm3rQ/TpF_SRJ-0hI/AAAAAAAAAR8/GqdLsnj2VMY/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661446158401065490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i think my face is actually starting to lighten plus they actually smell nice. my boyfriend says so. :) so i'm hoping they're really working and it's not just all psychological. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;next, my new sling bag. it's a nike cordura. i got one in black for tan a while back to replace his dilapidated oldie. he liked it and so did his sister. unfortunately, it went out of stock and we were not able to get one for tintin. anyway, it recently went back on the shelves and tan got me one to match my cebu-bought doll shoes. yey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DqSyX8f3Btk/TpGFsTYfTzI/AAAAAAAAASE/X-sMfsnJotY/s1600/ALIM1636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DqSyX8f3Btk/TpGFsTYfTzI/AAAAAAAAASE/X-sMfsnJotY/s320/ALIM1636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661453202745151282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hmm, what else? trying to lose some weight in time for christmas pictures.. really really hard, but i'm somewhat determined. um.. trying to cut down on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/search/label/shopping"&gt;shopping &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/search/label/inexcusable%20expenses"&gt;unnecessary purchases&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;oh, and waiting for our dog to give birth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;that's all for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-2039802349698952832?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/2039802349698952832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-6918508397143192439</id><published>2011-10-09T17:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T18:45:23.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>September Hangover</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;still for september, here are a few events i feel the need to post about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;haven't had the time&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; been too lazy to blog about my cebu-bohol trip last september 13-17.  also &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;haven't had the time&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; been too lazy to print and crop pictures for the album and this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i've actually been to bohol four years ago. back then, we did the loboc river thing, man-made forest, the tarsiers, chocolate hills, and too much churches. this year, we did all of that minus the churches, and more of some other stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;since pictures do paint a thousand words, see what these say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;may 2007:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DuTapIveZpo/TpFrUbCDVtI/AAAAAAAAARk/IvTW_qz0Bi8/s1600/bohol%2Bbefore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DuTapIveZpo/TpFrUbCDVtI/AAAAAAAAARk/IvTW_qz0Bi8/s320/bohol%2Bbefore.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661424205179344594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;september 2011:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CCGO_aguLDc/TpFw35eM8FI/AAAAAAAAARs/8K-xXqnVsd8/s1600/bohol%2Bnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CCGO_aguLDc/TpFw35eM8FI/AAAAAAAAARs/8K-xXqnVsd8/s320/bohol%2Bnow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661430312204038226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;that being the week of my brother's birthday (16th), we celebrated at johnny rockets on the 18th. just me, him, and tan. i was not able to take a picture then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next weekend, september 24-25, i spent with tan's family at poracay, porac, pampanga. it was perpetually crowded, noisy, and soooo much fun! ^_^ they're all so nice to be with and very accommodating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4gcHHbr43Gg/TpF6tr5m0wI/AAAAAAAAAR0/OW7i7gEQzeg/s1600/poracay_092411-092511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4gcHHbr43Gg/TpF6tr5m0wI/AAAAAAAAAR0/OW7i7gEQzeg/s320/poracay_092411-092511.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661441131878470402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i miss them already :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it.. ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-6918508397143192439?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/6918508397143192439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=6918508397143192439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/6918508397143192439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/6918508397143192439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/10/still-for-september.html' title='September Hangover'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DuTapIveZpo/TpFrUbCDVtI/AAAAAAAAARk/IvTW_qz0Bi8/s72-c/bohol%2Bbefore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-4606020474725969015</id><published>2011-09-19T13:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T17:12:12.802+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Third Quarter Evaluation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;apparently, 2011 is the year of weddings, baptismals, and travel. here's a list of noteworthy events, some of which i regret to have been unable to attend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;1. family's hong kong, macau, china new year trip - january 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2. chad's wedding - january 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;3. magalawa trip with tan, jay, jane, rommel, and viviane - january 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;4. sir nic's wedding - february 2011&lt;br /&gt;5. ip ilustrisimo's baptism - february 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;6. my birthday at boracay with tan, eybi, rain, gio, and nel - february 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;7. renz's wedding - march 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;8. pingul's wedding - april 2011 (this i was not able to attend T_T)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;9. family trip to puerto princesa, palawan - may 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;10. lassie's wedding - may 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;*a little 2-month break*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;11. ady talan's baptism - august 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;12. cara buenaventura's baptism - august 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;13. cebu bohol trip with tan, eybi, rain, gio, and nel - september 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;14. athena rosel's baptism - september 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't even included the fontana long weekends here. this coming weekend, we have a pampanga overnight scheduled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;by december, it'll be arjay's wedding. i wonder if i'll get to go to sagada before the year ends. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the rest of the year, i have the following goals:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;1. lose the pounds i gained before the year ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2. run and actually place in the closing of sportsfest for 5k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-4606020474725969015?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/4606020474725969015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-4324571094617207712</id><published>2011-09-13T10:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T17:12:28.011+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vanity'/><title type='text'>ThisClose to Poking My Eye Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;as previously shared, i had my first pair of contact lenses last sunday. without the basic tutorial session that should've been given by the optical shop, i struggled to put the contacts in without poking my eye out and losing or damaging the lenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time&lt;br /&gt;i got it in in 30 minutes. too darn long, but still good since i'm a newbie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second time&lt;br /&gt;spent 15 minutes to no avail. gave up coz i was late for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third time (this was today)&lt;br /&gt;after more than 30 minutes, i had the right one in, and was ready to throw out the left one. wanted to just rip it all to pieces out of frustration, and have thought, but not said a number of profanities in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fourth time (still today)&lt;br /&gt;got both lenses in in 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, ok. here's what i was doing wrong.. i used my right forefinger and thumb to fish out the lens from its case, in the process wetting my poking finger. i washed the lens on my left palm making both hands wet with solution. this caused the contacts to stick, slide, and whatever it is called when it folds into itself and refuses to form the bowl shape i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily, my youngest brother woke up and taught me the right way to not get my poking finger wet. this time i got it in quick. maybe i should do a youtube video on how to do that, just the making it go bowl shaped part, not the putting it in part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the short version: (note: this is for a rightie like me)&lt;br /&gt;place the lens on your left palm, spray with solution. use your right pinky to rub and clean it, and your right middle finger and thumb to pick it up. transfer it to your left hand by picking it up by the edge with your left forefinger and thumb. put it in a bowl fashion over your dry right forefinger and poke it into your eye. done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, my future attempts would be as easy as my fourth try.&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/4179286619433753780-4324571094617207712?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/4324571094617207712/comments/default' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-4276757427063947825</id><published>2011-09-13T09:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T01:04:13.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vanity'/><title type='text'>Haircuts and Contact Lenses</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well, hello there.&lt;br /&gt;i've realized that my last entry was written like crap so i'm trying to reconstruct to make sense of my ramblings. here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it never is "just a haircut". as i try to recall how many times i've been to a salon and have come out disappointed and/or not entirely satisfied with the service i paid for, i decided it's time to try something new. so with a 200-350 budget in mind based on the regular 250 haircut plus tips i usually spend on bench fix, i consulted my ever reliable friend, google. according to reviews and customer feedback, i should try trinoma's acqua salon. they supposedly offer affordable services, which as per the satisfied patrons are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sulit&lt;/span&gt; because of their accommodating staff, the lie-down-completely-instead-of-breaking-your-neck-in-an-awkward-leaning-fashion shampoo and conditioning, the 5-10 minute massage, and the meticulous stylists. oh, and of course, don't forget the ice tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;determined to try and get my money's worth, i set out to trinoma. the agenda was to&lt;br /&gt;1. go get a haircut at acqua&lt;br /&gt;2. get my long overdue contact lenses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accompanied by my brother, we headed to the mall. touchdown at 10:30am. according to the sign on their door, they were still closed. my brother suggested to get the contacts first instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, my vision is not that impaired. i can actually read and see things without my glasses on. unfortunately, being near sighted as i am, with astigmatism, everything blurs after a few feet. this presents challenges during office presentations, non-mrt commuting (i can't read the jeep signs unless they stop right in front of me), and most of all, ordering from places with the menus listed above the counters, i.e. jollibee, mcdonalds, and tokyo tokyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were no george opticals nor eo shops in trinoma, so i settled with the optical shop. bad choice. sure, the lady was nice enough, but she was simply not accommodating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;as  advised by both my brothers who had their contacts years ago, the  clinics/shops would usually ask whether you're a first time contact lens  user and provide you with options on which type of lenses would best  suit you. in addition to that, they'd teach you the basics of putting  them on. there was none of that here. she just gave me a brand and a price, that was it. worse, there were no freebies. no contact lens case (is that what it's called?), no free little bottle of solution.. nada. for the test procedure, they had the usual peek into a hole with a picture, click click click, and now look at random letters on a wall. wait, it wasn't a wall. the letters were on an ipad being randomly shuffled and adjusted according to preferred sizes at the lady's convenience. voila, the wonders of technology. anyway, i was done in less than 30 minutes, happy with my contact lenses, but not with the service. i'm never going back there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to acqua. first glance at the same sign told me the salon was still closed, but wait, there's more. on the other door, my brother spotted another sign that said it was open. go figure. anyway, we went in the same time the receptionist went out. she was arguing with someone over the phone with a less than professional volume and tone. we were left standing by the front desk with other staff just plain looking at us. we were there for more than 5 minutes and no one felt the need to ask us what we wanted. i glanced over the service price list and found haircuts priced at 300php. thought about getting my eyebrows threaded. the 5 minute wait felt like 15. when the lady finally went back in and asked what we wanted, i told her i just wanted a haircut, fighting the urge for a sarcastic "what the hell else would i want in a salon" to avoid the risk of embarrassment since i'm fully aware that they offer services other than cuts. (do i still make sense?) well, she then tells me that they only have one stylist available, and he's just about to start on a customer, but has 2 more lined up. needless to say, my plans went kaput.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother suggested menage instead. when we got there, menage had a "menu" of their services outside already, so it was fairly easy to look up what i want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; i  decided to get the 250 haircut. we were immediately greeted and ushered  in. waiting time was less than 2 minutes and i found myself comfortably  seated in a fresh, clean, spa-like environment. my stylist (i forgot to  ask his name T_T) asked me what i wanted. i told him the details  including my wash and wear requirement. i was offered something to  drink, but i politely declined since i didn't know how long the process  was going to take and i didn't want to need a wiwi break in the middle  of it. a lady then placed a cold folded towel over my face and started a  light massage. it was relaxing. i then had my hair showered with a  choice of warm or cold water. then the cut. i'm not really one to watch  everything they do, but after an hour, i could say that both the stylist  and the blow dry person were meticulous. nothing felt rushed, unlike  when i get my hair done at bench fix galleria. For 250 (+tips), it's  definitely worth it (both the service and the results). see you in a few  months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-4276757427063947825?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/4276757427063947825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=4276757427063947825&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/4276757427063947825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/4276757427063947825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/09/haircuts-and-contact-lenses.html' title='Haircuts and Contact Lenses'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-6197796267607834689</id><published>2011-08-19T17:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T18:04:55.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>It's Checkered and Pink!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;pipay's camera sucks, but here's my new oh so big backpack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e4PWO09QsEE/Tk4ySmATBaI/AAAAAAAAAQo/CNKcPi1SXbU/s1600/d28a3d7f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e4PWO09QsEE/Tk4ySmATBaI/AAAAAAAAAQo/CNKcPi1SXbU/s320/d28a3d7f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642502678162638242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i love that it has the laptop space thing and the padding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cfUbyVQeNgs/Tk4ySML3WwI/AAAAAAAAAQY/egPO-j0mjRY/s1600/7ee5fa43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cfUbyVQeNgs/Tk4ySML3WwI/AAAAAAAAAQY/egPO-j0mjRY/s320/7ee5fa43.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642502671231834882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;and it even has that little pocket at the top for my mp3 player and/or ipod. will have to look for ways to lock the zipper though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xg12NHibUTk/Tk4ySQVanZI/AAAAAAAAAQg/TqoUli6fsP8/s1600/47f235aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xg12NHibUTk/Tk4ySQVanZI/AAAAAAAAAQg/TqoUli6fsP8/s320/47f235aa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642502672345636242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4179286619433753780-6197796267607834689?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/6197796267607834689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=6197796267607834689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/6197796267607834689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/6197796267607834689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-checkered-and-pink.html' title='It&apos;s Checkered and Pink!'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e4PWO09QsEE/Tk4ySmATBaI/AAAAAAAAAQo/CNKcPi1SXbU/s72-c/d28a3d7f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-6178648643516558161</id><published>2011-08-19T17:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T22:07:53.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inexcusable expenses'/><title type='text'>What I Want For Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i know it's still a long way off, but what the heck, here's what i want for christmas this year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dQrEwWPR1Rc/Tk4rZdG5hNI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/C0ffNgqIWro/s1600/canon-powershot-sx230hs-front-wide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dQrEwWPR1Rc/Tk4rZdG5hNI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/C0ffNgqIWro/s320/canon-powershot-sx230hs-front-wide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642495099452097746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;too much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;it's a canon powershot sx230 hs, and right now it costs 21,950 php. i know, i know. i'm not techie, but it's really really pretty, and any camera i can use for macro photography works for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;crossing my fingers for holiday sales, promos, and 0% installment plans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit: i would settle for the sx220, without the gps, costing around 19,950 php. that's 2,000 php off! besides, it comes in purple! ^_^)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sIv5iyciuyk/TmygVNLobnI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ONQOuscIOjc/s1600/canon_sx220_hs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sIv5iyciuyk/TmygVNLobnI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ONQOuscIOjc/s320/canon_sx220_hs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651067918619274866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-6178648643516558161?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/6178648643516558161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=6178648643516558161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/6178648643516558161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/6178648643516558161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-i-want-for-christmas.html' title='What I Want For Christmas'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dQrEwWPR1Rc/Tk4rZdG5hNI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/C0ffNgqIWro/s72-c/canon-powershot-sx230hs-front-wide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-3861349676713617971</id><published>2011-08-07T12:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T12:13:53.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='run'/><title type='text'>Fun? Maybe Not So Much</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ran 5k yesterday morning at the company's fun run --sports fest opening ceremonies. my last run was last year's sports fest closing ceremonies. needless to say, i hurt all over. who knew even your neck could hurt after a 5k run under the rain? well, even though i had no practice whatsoever, i was pretty frustrated at myself. armed with my mp3 player and my ever supportive boyfriend, i finished around 41 minutes with at least 6 slow-down-to-a-walk uphill climbs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;reminiscing, i looked back on my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-first-fun-run.html"&gt;first fun run ever&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;. i miss running regularly... wish i could practice enough to have a less embarrassing turn out at the closing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-3861349676713617971?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/3861349676713617971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=3861349676713617971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/3861349676713617971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/3861349676713617971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/08/fun-maybe-not-so-much.html' title='Fun? 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5zow8i8-bik/Ti13fWKLDgI/AAAAAAAAAQI/zBqzCgfsTFE/s320/DSC00016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633290089318256130" 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/4179286619433753780-3568178759040626674?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/3568178759040626674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=3568178759040626674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/3568178759040626674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/3568178759040626674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/07/archie.html' title='Archie'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5zow8i8-bik/Ti13fWKLDgI/AAAAAAAAAQI/zBqzCgfsTFE/s72-c/DSC00016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-7338287507722113098</id><published>2011-07-10T14:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T11:48:52.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anti-'/><title type='text'>Almost Clicking Unfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;sunday is a day for catching up. catching up on my much needed sleep, catching up on doing laundry, catching up on blogging updates. catching up on some social networking for updates on friends, events, and what nots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;unfortunately, this supposedly peaceful moment is bound to be ruined somehow by some people who seem to be catching up with their pity wagons. i'm not sure if it's just me, but i'm not really a fan of pity. i'm particularly irked at those who do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;  color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;paawa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; especially on social networking sites. sure, i do get the venting rants; there's only so much frustration a person could take.. i even understand the whole "spreading the happiness" or "too good to keep to myself" thing, but for the death of me, i can't seem to understand the "i'm so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;  color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;kawawa, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;you'd have to pity me" posts. that someone would have to be pretty desperate and a hundred percent of a loser to actually solicit pity or try to get people on your side through facebook. i try so hard not to judge, but really, some people are just begging for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;dear facebook friend, i know we are not that close for me to even try and give you an advice you'd probably be too stubborn or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;  color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ksp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; to listen, but here goes.. yes, i do realize that you are starved of attention, and yes, you're probably used to having your way or getting what you want, or so i've heard, but then again, whatever you got is what you deserved. in the first place, you knew the person was attached, yet you stupidly cling on, what, wishing everything would be given up for you, an attention hungry, thisshort of a home-wrecker? apart from this weird craving for people's sympathy, and of being noticed and/or being the center of attention, God is fair, so you probably have some good traits to balance that corrupted part of you. i suggest you stop the emo thing and move on. there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;  color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;a difference between can't and won't. stop wallowing in people's pity, you'd most likely drown in it. and for goodness sakes, stop posting sh*t, or so help me, i will unfriend you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;if you really do have to let it all out on cyberspace, please, please, create a blog. give us the option of whether or not to read it, and not force flood our facebook updates. come on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-7338287507722113098?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/7338287507722113098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=7338287507722113098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/7338287507722113098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/7338287507722113098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/07/almost-clicking-unfriend.html' title='Almost Clicking Unfriend'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-2251477280867745595</id><published>2011-07-06T22:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T00:17:44.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inexcusable expenses'/><title type='text'>My Favorite Excuse: Stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;stress levels have reached alarmingly high levels. i am now officially dependent on caffeine to function. oh, starbucks dark mocha, what do i do without you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B5ECg59iZbY/ThRzTVC4OzI/AAAAAAAAAPw/8JuLUijerGU/s1600/DSC00014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B5ECg59iZbY/ThRzTVC4OzI/AAAAAAAAAPw/8JuLUijerGU/s320/DSC00014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626248610396519218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;speaking of stress, it's my excuse for the most recent purchase. obviously, i wasn't successful in cutting down on unnecessary expenses as originally planned. sure, i tried to bring lunch everyday so i could avoid spending too much on junk or fast food, and yeah, i don't get to shop at malls as often as i used to coz i'm almost always on shopping ban (imposed by my bf)... what i saved went to something i ordered online:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3QoBYtlbUg/ThRzUCzimgI/AAAAAAAAAQA/RhALZLj8pO0/s1600/DSC00013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3QoBYtlbUg/ThRzUCzimgI/AAAAAAAAAQA/RhALZLj8pO0/s320/DSC00013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626248622680218114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;two shelves. don't ask. i swear i'll find a way to insist that they're necessities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;thanks, pa, for setting them up for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Zo9P52NGGY/ThRzT-9CFfI/AAAAAAAAAP4/0c2mMIg88w8/s1600/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Zo9P52NGGY/ThRzT-9CFfI/AAAAAAAAAP4/0c2mMIg88w8/s320/DSC00010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626248621646288370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-2251477280867745595?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/2251477280867745595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=2251477280867745595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/2251477280867745595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/2251477280867745595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-favorite-excuse-stress.html' title='My Favorite Excuse: Stress'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B5ECg59iZbY/ThRzTVC4OzI/AAAAAAAAAPw/8JuLUijerGU/s72-c/DSC00014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-2428145560380928678</id><published>2011-07-03T12:29:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T15:53:13.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>2011 Movies So Far</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;tons of great movies this year, and i've only grazed the tip of the iceberg. this, by the way, led me to tag my posts from now on. for the sake of being organized. anyway, so far, i've watched the following, wherein i would attempt to summarize my "feelings" in one or two lines:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. death race 2&lt;br /&gt;a far cry from death race 1, but still good. our (the boyfriend and mine) theory is that this might've been originally death race 1, if not for the bit boring parts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. the mechanic&lt;br /&gt;i know i've watched this, but i can't seem to remember the story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i am number four&lt;br /&gt;sucks. i fell asleep halfway through. stupid movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. hall pass&lt;br /&gt;eh.. so-so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. adjustment bureau&lt;br /&gt;action sci-fi turned chic flick. good start, bad ending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. beastly&lt;br /&gt;another teeny bopper movie. a thumb up (yes, just one) just coz it had a fairytale ending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. red riding hood&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly good, but not spectacular. kinda guessed who the wolf was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. limitless&lt;br /&gt;another action sci-fi with a good start, but ended bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. insidious&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly a good thriller even though the story's not that good. this one gave me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;todo &lt;/span&gt;goosebumps!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. source code&lt;br /&gt;i didn't like this only because it was tiring to watch. sci-fi turned chic flick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. rio&lt;br /&gt;ok for a kiddie movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. fast and furious 5&lt;br /&gt;although this one was good, it wasn't great, and it didn't deserve the hype it got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. thor&lt;br /&gt;another movie ruined coz it was turned into a chic flic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on, not every movie has to have a chic and/or a love story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. pirates of the caribbean 4&lt;br /&gt;anything with johnny depp is gold! the first three movies were better since they had tons of incredible fight scenes. this one takes the cake on the effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. kungfu panda 2&lt;br /&gt;awesome!! haha. jack black movies are easy to like as long as i don't get to see his face and/or any part of him for that matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. this brings us now to my latest weekend movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S94ce9X0w6A/Tg_wUavQo8I/AAAAAAAAAPg/LI5gDIG6ERs/s1600/Transformers-3-Dark-of-the-Moon-2011-DOTM-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S94ce9X0w6A/Tg_wUavQo8I/AAAAAAAAAPg/LI5gDIG6ERs/s320/Transformers-3-Dark-of-the-Moon-2011-DOTM-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624978693174633410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to watch transformers last friday. while i am not a fanatic like some people i know, i enjoyed it. as expected, the storyline was not that deep, which for a change, was ok for me. you could say that i didn't want the hassle of trying to guess hidden agendas nor the stress of analyzing what just happened or why while watching awesome cars go eh-eh-err-gshh-gzz-zzz into kick-ass robots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;onto mirage. meet mirage, the red ferrari 458 italia, which caught my eye. su-weeeeeet!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lMsmyW1tbQs/Tg_wUjDwm-I/AAAAAAAAAPo/qMFiqPOiL64/s1600/Mirage-Red-Ferrari-458-Italia-Transformers-3-wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lMsmyW1tbQs/Tg_wUjDwm-I/AAAAAAAAAPo/qMFiqPOiL64/s320/Mirage-Red-Ferrari-458-Italia-Transformers-3-wallpaper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624978695408098274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;been meaning to watch monte carlo just coz i still like teeny bopper movies. looking forward to captain america, green lantern, x-men, harry potter, breaking dawn, saw 8, puss in boots, sherlock holmes 2, bourne 4, and so much more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-2428145560380928678?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/2428145560380928678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=2428145560380928678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/2428145560380928678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/2428145560380928678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/07/2011-movies-so-far.html' title='2011 Movies So Far'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S94ce9X0w6A/Tg_wUavQo8I/AAAAAAAAAPg/LI5gDIG6ERs/s72-c/Transformers-3-Dark-of-the-Moon-2011-DOTM-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-5862402182700252160</id><published>2011-07-02T22:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T03:01:59.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Renovations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so i had my site renovated. not sure if i got tired of the old layout or i just wanted a new look. might be both. anyway, for some reason, i couldn't seem to be able to post a new entry yesterday at the office, so this one's my new post since the redecor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;sadly, i lost blog links.. will try and look for them later. also plan on tweaking the template a bit to add buttons for easy access like i had with the old one. too bad i have no knowledge of css or whatnots, but like before, i'd probably manage. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, the post a comment link doesn't seem to be working. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; hafta do troubleshooting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;cheers to a new look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit: have added a few blog links back. [p, i can't remember your link. you don't update much &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasi eh.&lt;/span&gt; text me] also fixed the comment button, it works now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-5862402182700252160?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/5862402182700252160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=5862402182700252160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/5862402182700252160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/5862402182700252160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/07/renovations.html' title='Renovations'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-6769596813295722594</id><published>2011-06-26T10:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T10:27:19.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Havs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;here's what i got last night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I9gWbY6s_2s/TgaV-PMUa1I/AAAAAAAAAPM/C-EuZDcbX3o/s1600/american-eagle-teen-girls-clothes-havaianas-color-block-flipflop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 164px; height: 177px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I9gWbY6s_2s/TgaV-PMUa1I/AAAAAAAAAPM/C-EuZDcbX3o/s320/american-eagle-teen-girls-clothes-havaianas-color-block-flipflop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622346081281272658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's actually my first pair of havs. i don't know why, but before last night, i have never bought myself a pair of outdoor slippers, and have never related to crazy fads launching them. usually i'm in step-ins or in heels. when i go to the  nearby grocery i just wear my old house slippers. tan thought it was a good idea and i could actually use it when i go visit him and/or when i go to the mall, aside from the grocery thing.  he assures me of the quality by reminding me his pair is still in a good condition after 4 years. (my ipanema literally broke in half after a year)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;on other news, he also likes my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/06/space-savers.html"&gt;idea &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;of white and blue or white and green for room colors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh, before i go... i just want to add this last thing... i want this! please help me find it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uNoYdpN6hZ4/TgaYhzxjijI/AAAAAAAAAPU/HO7Oe5I9FHU/s1600/pink%2Bjacket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uNoYdpN6hZ4/TgaYhzxjijI/AAAAAAAAAPU/HO7Oe5I9FHU/s320/pink%2Bjacket.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622348891419806258" 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/4179286619433753780-6769596813295722594?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/6769596813295722594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=6769596813295722594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/6769596813295722594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/6769596813295722594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-first-havs.html' title='My First Havs'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I9gWbY6s_2s/TgaV-PMUa1I/AAAAAAAAAPM/C-EuZDcbX3o/s72-c/american-eagle-teen-girls-clothes-havaianas-color-block-flipflop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-6484060497388551885</id><published>2011-06-20T12:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T12:11:51.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On a Boring Monday Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;woke up with a severe backache today. i'm getting old. T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i'm blogging just coz i'm bored. have already changed my beddings; too lazy to get a picture. planned on going to trinoma for my first ever back cleaning and a not so first pedicure. then it rained, again. canceled it, and had tea instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;currently watching NCIS series and loving it. i just wish my downloads for the next two seasons goes faster than the rate i'm watching the current one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-btJm0gSxGRY/Tf7ITg3rIRI/AAAAAAAAAPE/zOIKlxYlCbk/s1600/NCIS_S1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-btJm0gSxGRY/Tf7ITg3rIRI/AAAAAAAAAPE/zOIKlxYlCbk/s320/NCIS_S1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620149622571475218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;it's the next best thing since CSI: LV. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-6484060497388551885?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/6484060497388551885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=6484060497388551885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/6484060497388551885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/6484060497388551885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/06/on-boring-monday-holiday.html' title='On a Boring Monday Holiday'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-btJm0gSxGRY/Tf7ITg3rIRI/AAAAAAAAAPE/zOIKlxYlCbk/s72-c/NCIS_S1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-2443156158438356511</id><published>2011-06-19T15:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T15:10:00.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;tomorrow's monday and i couldn't be happier that it's a holiday. we always always get monday madness in the office courtesy of slave drivers et al.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;this is why i'm somewhat making the most out of my weekend. slept in til noon for a well deserved rest. doing laundry right now. planning on doing a bit of cleaning and bedding changes later today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;here's how my bed looked the last time i cleaned:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/19/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/19/s_25.jpg" style="margin:5px" width="281" border="0" height="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;obvously, that isn't what it looks like anymore. -grin-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll post a picture after i clean later. in the mean time, i've setup an order for two shelves to help organize my "bed clutter".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-2443156158438356511?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/2443156158438356511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=2443156158438356511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/2443156158438356511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/2443156158438356511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/06/random-stuff.html' title='Random Stuff'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-2818272988231008794</id><published>2011-06-19T14:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T14:43:51.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Space Savers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;what i really wanted to be was an architect. sure, i don't really have the talent and/or gift in drawing pretty pictures of stuff, but hey, that didn't stop me from taking UST's entrance exam with architecture as my first choice and interior design as my second. sure, i passed for both even with the required drawing thing, but the career was foiled by my mom who wanted me to pursue my management engineering course at ADMU. i used to think it was for her bragging rights having a daughter studying ADMU's best course, but now, i'm thinking maybe that's just 50% of it. why or how i ended up finishing five years of ECE is an altogether different story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;anyway, i was contemplating yet again how cramped the room i share with my brothers was today and inevitably got that familiar nostalgia of what should've been. i sooo want to design my own house, or at least my own room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;found a few pieces through the web. unfortunately, i didn't remember to take note of the sites where i got them from, i'm real sorry. thus, let it be clearly stated here that all pictures in this post does not belong to me and i don't claim any contribution to them as far as ideas are concerned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i started checking out some for shared bedrooms and got this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ncmGd077WM/Tf2S6a8-VBI/AAAAAAAAAOk/6Mh5qGGo4fc/s1600/Modern-Bedroom-Design.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ncmGd077WM/Tf2S6a8-VBI/AAAAAAAAAOk/6Mh5qGGo4fc/s320/Modern-Bedroom-Design.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619809442393379858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;on some others, i just liked the clean and fresh setup. if i could dream up my own room, it would probably look a bit like these:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0nVBVbVY_Io/Tf2TQKH_zUI/AAAAAAAAAO0/hp8Rt-wrAyU/s1600/teen-bedroom-idea-design-modern-bright-and-cheerful-room-space-saving-furniture-with-personality-in-yellow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0nVBVbVY_Io/Tf2TQKH_zUI/AAAAAAAAAO0/hp8Rt-wrAyU/s320/teen-bedroom-idea-design-modern-bright-and-cheerful-room-space-saving-furniture-with-personality-in-yellow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619809815833333058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yGBPMRpo9Uw/Tf2S6Vp3SGI/AAAAAAAAAOc/yR4p_g_Oq-U/s1600/modern-teen-bedroom-design-idea-sophisticated-with-personality-clean-lines-apartment-design.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yGBPMRpo9Uw/Tf2S6Vp3SGI/AAAAAAAAAOc/yR4p_g_Oq-U/s320/modern-teen-bedroom-design-idea-sophisticated-with-personality-clean-lines-apartment-design.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619809440971049058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;of course i gotta love my blues and my greens:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--juP4SyYykM/Tf2TP8q-4_I/AAAAAAAAAOs/FYTmsIJbpPA/s1600/pretty-design-canopy-bed-white-turquoise-bedroom-canopy-bed-beach-house-bedroom-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--juP4SyYykM/Tf2TP8q-4_I/AAAAAAAAAOs/FYTmsIJbpPA/s320/pretty-design-canopy-bed-white-turquoise-bedroom-canopy-bed-beach-house-bedroom-.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619809812221977586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0lCMO-QfDBI/Tf2S06Ik3kI/AAAAAAAAAOE/aCYZjIfX4WM/s1600/bedrom-for-teen-in-green-design-idea-modern-minimalist-space-saving-furniture-decor-idea-funky-cool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0lCMO-QfDBI/Tf2S06Ik3kI/AAAAAAAAAOE/aCYZjIfX4WM/s320/bedrom-for-teen-in-green-design-idea-modern-minimalist-space-saving-furniture-decor-idea-funky-cool.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619809347684326978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i really prefer checkers over stripes, but i don't think checkered wallpaper would work too good in a small room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GWd9VFHeLuU/Tf2S06ezuYI/AAAAAAAAAOM/4WYG4050Dm8/s1600/bedroom-for-teen-kids-striped-design-idea-storage-space-saver-modern-minimalist-cool-look-cheerful-fun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GWd9VFHeLuU/Tf2S06ezuYI/AAAAAAAAAOM/4WYG4050Dm8/s320/bedroom-for-teen-kids-striped-design-idea-storage-space-saver-modern-minimalist-cool-look-cheerful-fun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619809347777575298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;here's one that tickled my fancy just coz there's a mini walk in... i mean, crawl in closet under the bed. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C2rg06qFd2o/Tf2S56fpAKI/AAAAAAAAAOU/k-fBBgUJ7uM/s1600/bedroom-interior-space-saving-designs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 303px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C2rg06qFd2o/Tf2S56fpAKI/AAAAAAAAAOU/k-fBBgUJ7uM/s320/bedroom-interior-space-saving-designs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619809433680412834" 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/4179286619433753780-2818272988231008794?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/2818272988231008794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=2818272988231008794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/2818272988231008794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;oh for the love of everything that's sane!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i still can't believe i actually looked forward to reading this crap. it effortlessly shattered my childhood memories of walking the halls of my high school engrossed in the series. i'm trying to remind myself yet again of why and how i fell to liking it 15 years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;well, this particular piece was a whole lot of sh*t. i stopped reading by the time i got to 50%, and went ahead to read online reviews and spoilers instead. (my spoilers ahead)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NfjpNTn2rz0/TfzRGlhhlKI/AAAAAAAAAN8/SaN0yNZKwz4/s1600/Sweet-Valley-Confidential.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NfjpNTn2rz0/TfzRGlhhlKI/AAAAAAAAAN8/SaN0yNZKwz4/s320/Sweet-Valley-Confidential.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619596346133681314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;if you're not really familiar with the francine pascal twins, and would likely sprout a dozen questions on the history, forget reading the rest coz i'm not in the mood to recap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;anyway, here's the deal. the garbage novel starts with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;napakalandi, inggitera, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;and super selfish twin stealing the good pushover twin's longtime boyfriend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;eto namang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;super idiot and apparently &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;malandi ring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;boyfriend, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;pumatol naman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;that was how many years ago, which was repeated again after a few years. of course this started a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;kalimutan-mo-nang-magkadugo-tayo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;stage with the twins. but, surprise surprise, in the end, the pushover twin forgives the two cheaters and moves on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;as twisted as the author's sense of values and/or humor is, the book further reveals sexual affairs left and right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;talo talo na lang lahat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; and by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;lahat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;, i do mean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;LAHAT..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; the twins' brother is gay, and even though married, is having an affair with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;malanding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;twin's childhood crush. then, all that's good in the world have gone down the drain. the nerd friend turns out to be a schmuck when he earns his moolah, and eventually commits suicide. the best friend, or should i say ex best girl friend, became an arrogant doctor who also had a lover. the best thing that probably happened is that the guy who tried to date-rape the weak twin eventually turned out to be a good guy in love with her and is not her best friend turned boyfriend, but even that is really twisted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;in all this, my conclusion simply is that the author was probably an illegitimate child of none other but the devil himself. nobody else could probably think up a what's-a-worse-word-than-twisted-? story as a 10-year comeback to a teenage series.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-1267319238174878123?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/1267319238174878123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=1267319238174878123&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/1267319238174878123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/1267319238174878123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/06/childhood-memories-trashed.html' title='Childhood Memories Trashed'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NfjpNTn2rz0/TfzRGlhhlKI/AAAAAAAAAN8/SaN0yNZKwz4/s72-c/Sweet-Valley-Confidential.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-8642795004540691595</id><published>2011-06-05T13:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T00:14:27.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Family Getaway (day 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i finally get around to doing day 2. oh, laziness, why are we friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RqRN4kjW5H0/TesNW6OjE6I/AAAAAAAAANk/OiwL1k0A03Q/s1600/DSCI0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RqRN4kjW5H0/TesNW6OjE6I/AAAAAAAAANk/OiwL1k0A03Q/s320/DSCI0031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614596047686013858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;anyway, here it is.. we started out with the underground river. it's this river through a cave slash mini-mountain and it goes out to sea so the water's brackish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lJeOUGJFWOg/TesNWrXYWAI/AAAAAAAAANc/NtBpO3MIJ4E/s1600/DSCI0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lJeOUGJFWOg/TesNWrXYWAI/AAAAAAAAANc/NtBpO3MIJ4E/s320/DSCI0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614596043696527362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;you go through the cave in a boat with a guide. the boat's equipped with lamps similar if not exactly like car headlights. it's peacefully dark and damp inside except for the occasional bat calls and water drips. the cave features exceptional stalactites and some other rock formations molded by years of water movement, and like what we experienced during the firefly watching, it's one of those experiences you take home in your memories coz our rookie cams aren't really worthy of capturing the sights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Plw0k1YImNo/TesNWBr1ajI/AAAAAAAAANU/UI7pYOgD5FE/s1600/ALIM1489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Plw0k1YImNo/TesNWBr1ajI/AAAAAAAAANU/UI7pYOgD5FE/s320/ALIM1489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614596032508029490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;being an underground cave, drips are frequent and really, they can't be avoided. the thing with the drips though, most are mountain water, but every once in a while, bat poop. the way to distinguish the difference in the dark according to our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;kuya bangkero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; is the temperature. if it's cool and wet, then it's water. if it's warm and has solids, it's the other thing. and as my luck would have it, on the way out the cave, something landed on my left shoulder right on my life vest. turns out, you won't need to test the temperature to differentiate. it stank like a week old diaper filled with senior citizen pee! but hey, experience is experience. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;the underwater river's actually a candidate to be one of the new 7 wonders of nature. in my little way, through my 1 and a half readers, i'm encouraging voting for this wonder. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.puerto-undergroundriver.com/"&gt;link here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then travel a few miles out to do some cave trekking. the objective simply is to go up via the hollow side of a mountain that passes off as a small cave and upon reaching the top, zipline back down to civilization. so here we are all geared up in our safety helmets and gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zfsSRkkNi3k/TesNXUM8AlI/AAAAAAAAANs/22FYw9JXm6g/s1600/DSCI0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zfsSRkkNi3k/TesNXUM8AlI/AAAAAAAAANs/22FYw9JXm6g/s320/DSCI0033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614596054658581074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;we assumed the equipment was for the zipfly already. well we found out how wrong we were when we had to twist and turn our bodies to fit into nooks and crannies leading to more crevices we had to pass through to get to the top hot and sweaty only to be confronted by another different set of safety stuff. we change and had our turns zipping down, enjoying the view on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e5CdvzCXlLY/TesNXsa_-rI/AAAAAAAAAN0/5mWJ7nctmmM/s1600/DSCI0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e5CdvzCXlLY/TesNXsa_-rI/AAAAAAAAAN0/5mWJ7nctmmM/s320/DSCI0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614596061160012466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;dinner at a local resto and that was it: our day 2. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-8642795004540691595?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RqRN4kjW5H0/TesNW6OjE6I/AAAAAAAAANk/OiwL1k0A03Q/s72-c/DSCI0031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-4321115770016504778</id><published>2011-05-04T22:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T23:45:52.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Family Getaway (day 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;just got back from a family trip to puerto princesa, palawan. left manila at 8am sunday morning, 1st of may and headed for a 4-day adventure. ^_^ just a little heads up though... i'm expecting my narrating skills on this particular post to suck. i'm real tired right now, please bear with the lazy monologue. i'll start with day 1 and continue with the rest some other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although family bonding every once in a while is really nice, i can't help but wish tan and tif were with us. after all, they're part of our family already. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for our first day, we had a basic city tour going by pasalubong stations (yes, we did this on the first day, haha), crocodile farm, the mitra residence, baker's hill, and binuatan creations. after that we had firefly watching. somewhere among those, we also passed by a church i can't remember, and would have totally forgotten if we hadn't taken a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pasalubongs &lt;/span&gt;comprised of cashews, the typical souvenir shirts, rain makers, and pearls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm somehow &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sawa&lt;/span&gt; of the croc farm already since we've been to lots. nothing special really, except that palawan's facility is more of a reserve, where they treat and rescue almost-smuggled crocs, than a zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-idMCC6kZttg/TcFp1RJG_VI/AAAAAAAAAMI/C1gZsPZthog/s1600/ALIM1437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-idMCC6kZttg/TcFp1RJG_VI/AAAAAAAAAMI/C1gZsPZthog/s320/ALIM1437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602875775281200466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mitra residence was nice. the view was similar to tagaytay, but definitely without the cool atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WXpR-GD4Kqs/TcFp14uYLaI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/YQgGzsBxXjk/s1600/ALIM1456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WXpR-GD4Kqs/TcFp14uYLaI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/YQgGzsBxXjk/s320/ALIM1456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602875785906498978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cNZ1DJn0MvI/TcFp13J0EbI/AAAAAAAAAMY/iGk6hcWKZk4/s1600/DSCI0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cNZ1DJn0MvI/TcFp13J0EbI/AAAAAAAAAMY/iGk6hcWKZk4/s320/DSCI0040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602875785484702130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went to baker's hill for their famous hopia. we did not get to buy hopias since they were all out of their best sellers, but we did get to buy bread and some pastries. yes, we took pictures. the owner's residence was really elegant, except for the thousands of people visiting everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4Ed4pUCRhdU/TcFsgB_GGwI/AAAAAAAAAMw/0aU2IlsobC4/s1600/ALIM1463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4Ed4pUCRhdU/TcFsgB_GGwI/AAAAAAAAAMw/0aU2IlsobC4/s320/ALIM1463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602878708970298114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the binuatan creations featured weaving local grasses and making them into bags, placemats, and more. there was one bag i liked but didn't get coz i realized 1. i still have a lot of almost-new bags and 2. i probably won't get to use it often. hooray for EQ.. or just plain ol' common sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then went on home (and by home i meant the apartmen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;t we were staying in) and took showers and had naps to get ready for that night's firefly watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that night was a far cry from the city tour we just had. while the tour was a so-so thing, the firefly watching left me speechless. wait, i'm getting ahead of myself... after freshening up at the apartment, we had a quiet dinner at asturias hotel. the food was ok, but not really omg-great. we then traveled 15 minutes to the iwahig river where we will be sightseeing that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, let me do this justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the sky was all clear and i've never seen that much stars up there ever-ever-ever in my whole life! if i had basic knowledge of astronomy, i'd bet i could do a roll call on the zodiac and they'd all be there, including constellations and falling stars! (my brother saw one, btw)&lt;br /&gt;2. i've never seen that much fireflies before. sure there were some at the ateneo grounds the time i was doing my thesis, but that was one or two at a time. those at palawan could literally light up a giant christmas tree! it took my breath away.&lt;br /&gt;3. if those weren't enough, looking down at the water, our boatman's paddle was glistening! it lit up and glowed as though it was a magic wand. the river had glowing plankton!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sights left me with mixed emotions of wonder, amazement, and a lot more. since capturing this on cam was virtually impossible with our low-tech noob cams, i was left wishing i could bottle up that moment and remember it forever. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4179286619433753780-4321115770016504778?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3mJTOAtVAx4/TcFi3HmfU9I/AAAAAAAAAL4/nLCsVSy_O04/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602868110498419666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;what: videoke night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;when: 15th of april, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;where: lassie's place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HiOwvVReg00/TcFi3Bp96MI/AAAAAAAAAMA/4Mk3IvK-TFQ/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HiOwvVReg00/TcFi3Bp96MI/AAAAAAAAAMA/4Mk3IvK-TFQ/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602868108902394050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;had a simple dinner and uber fun videoke night at lassie's. nas, the queen of videoke, won 100php cash prize from sir rp for beating him with a perfect score!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-4532759818474421307?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/4532759818474421307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=4532759818474421307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/4532759818474421307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/4532759818474421307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/05/invas-friends.html' title='IN/VAS &amp; Friends'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3mJTOAtVAx4/TcFi3HmfU9I/AAAAAAAAAL4/nLCsVSy_O04/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-2255383433027710975</id><published>2011-04-11T09:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T22:14:28.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hating Mondays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;nothing good happens on mondays. it's a theory i have that i don't think has been disproved yet. ok, here's five things i hate about it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1. i always always always have the weekend hangover and wake up late and/or go to work late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. on mondays, bosses expect you to hand in reports first thing as though you should've worked on it over the weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3. the people in the mrt perpetually has murder in their eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;4. it simply is the farthest day from the weekends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;5. no dinners out, no bonding times.. no celebrations happen on mondays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i gotta think up five things i love about mondays to somewhat balance this out.. unfortunately, today's monday and so far-- nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i'll let you know if i come up with something.. anything. ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit: found &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one &lt;/span&gt;good thing --massage mondays. yeah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-2255383433027710975?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/2255383433027710975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=2255383433027710975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/2255383433027710975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/2255383433027710975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/04/hating-mondays.html' title='Hating Mondays'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-41002647177073897</id><published>2011-04-03T19:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T23:58:25.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Girl Wants (part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;no major shopping activities this time, but as i was getting my boyfriend some boxer shorts, i decided to get me an sm advantage card. figured i might as well get some points and/or discounts for future purchases.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/03/709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/03/s_709.jpg" style="margin:5px" border="0" height="281" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;this one's the temporary card as it says right there top right.. i'll be getting the personalized one 2-3 weeks from now. in addition to this, i'm also working on accumulating 5,000php in receipts for my &lt;i&gt;laking national&lt;/i&gt; card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-41002647177073897?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-7923106379001855607</id><published>2011-04-03T19:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T19:31:39.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Call Me Vain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;..but i don't want the rash at the back of my knee to stay there longer than it should. i think i got it from the belo lotion i got when i came back from bora.. ironically, i seeked treatment with belo medical..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/03/664.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/03/s_664.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;the doc says it was probably caused by sweat mixing with the lotion.. still, i seriously doubt it, but who am i to argue? anyway, with my brother's &lt;i&gt;pambubuyo&lt;/i&gt;, i got some cream and stuff for it. will update next time.. let's see what happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&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/4179286619433753780-7923106379001855607?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/7923106379001855607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=7923106379001855607&amp;isPopup=true' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ok, so i think i'm still on shopping ban, but the warden (my bf) has consented to letting me buy another dress for mark's wedding tomorrow. i'd like to think that my adorable pleading and irresistable personality won him over for this, hehe, but well, he's really just understanding and although i don't think i quite convinced him with my justifications, he's wonderfully considerate of the fact that even though most of the time it's hard to believe, i am actually a girl.. and a girl has to have her indulgence, right? right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so here's something new.. hopefully it'll help me save some bucks for future purchases.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/31/3412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/31/s_3412.jpg" style="margin:5px" border="0" height="281" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-222357654700828112?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/222357654700828112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=222357654700828112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/222357654700828112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/24/1023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/24/s_1023.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" border="0" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-2360834330492458818?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/2360834330492458818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=2360834330492458818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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&gt;no wonder my boyfriend got me on shopping ban.. tsk. i checked my credit card bills for the past 3 months. lo and behold my purchases:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1. 2 bottles of burberry perfume (promo, buy-one-get-one ^_^) ~3.8k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. christmas gifts (bills came in january) ~10k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3. trench coat from wagw ~800&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;4. dress for a wedding i attended ~1.7k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;5. top from red hot chili plus miscellaneous pieces ~1.3k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;6. two-piece swim wear from f&amp;amp;h ~850&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;7. sport bag &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;8. 2 baon bag (one for me, one for mama)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;9. 2 pairs of step-ins (one for mama, one for mmy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;items 7-9 ~1.7k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;10. 3 pairs of shoes (these sadly are both for me) ~3.2k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;11. wedding gift for chad &amp;amp; anne ~500&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;take note that these do not include those i bought with cash yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;haaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;i need a better paying job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-1973137281475821186?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/1973137281475821186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=1973137281475821186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/1973137281475821186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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to God i could literally burst! ..and just like that, i fell in love all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&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/4179286619433753780-7740100153279636190?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/7740100153279636190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=7740100153279636190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/7740100153279636190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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of My Life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;it was an amazing birthday week for me. yup, you read it right, birthday WEEK. ^_^ filled with meeting new friends and experiencing new things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;sunday, tan and i headed to bulacan to attend his friend, vangie's son's baptismal. it was nice finally meeting them. they were all so sweet and real nice to me. i look forward to spending more occasions with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R0unK0iv3_s/TWm4WGZMf8I/AAAAAAAAALI/5yX7vNy6ar4/s1600/with%2Btan%2527s%2Bfriends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R0unK0iv3_s/TWm4WGZMf8I/AAAAAAAAALI/5yX7vNy6ar4/s320/with%2Btan%2527s%2Bfriends.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578192303287992258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;last year, promo fares were available around holy week. the flights were scheduled this year. my wonderful boyfriend had another friend book us to boracay on the week of my birthday, so on monday, off we went with eybi, rain, gio, and nel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3O9Jz3dhMRw/TWm0tKc6bRI/AAAAAAAAALA/0Cs82rMUNPU/s1600/ALIM1413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3O9Jz3dhMRw/TWm0tKc6bRI/AAAAAAAAALA/0Cs82rMUNPU/s320/ALIM1413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578188301467806994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i know i've declared magalawa, zambales &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-finally-had-my-share-of-sunshine-and.html"&gt;a slice of heaven&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; last month.. but boracay takes the cake! if magalawa was an 8, boracay would be a 10! i haven't been away 24 hours and i've missed it so much already. sand on your feet everywhere, the sunsets, the cool breeze, the uber nice people... it was perfect!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dAFQrev14ME/TWm0sg-kcFI/AAAAAAAAAKw/UqQgjNq3E7I/s1600/bora_birthday_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dAFQrev14ME/TWm0sg-kcFI/AAAAAAAAAKw/UqQgjNq3E7I/s320/bora_birthday_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578188290334683218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;my boyfriend and i, as part of our will-try-anything-at-least-once philosophy, decided to try almost every activity available there. i don't have the reef walking / helmet diving pictures yet, though. we did the atv 4-wheel, the harness zorb, island hopping &amp;amp; snorkeling while fish feeding, hair braids, henna tats, massage, night parties, experienced the sunsets, native food, and of course sunbathing. i would never have guessed that lying on the sand there under just the right amount of sun was ever so relaxing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_JIF9EA3-PA/TWm0s45QmTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/UmweOd665nw/s1600/bora_birthday_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 187px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_JIF9EA3-PA/TWm0s45QmTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/UmweOd665nw/s320/bora_birthday_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578188296754862386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;we passed on the banana boat and fly fish thing as we deemed it boring. apparently, they're not allowed to deliberately make you fall off the boat anymore.. took the challenge and fun right out. T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i had the chance to meet more of tan's high school friends as well. i swear, my boyfriend's a celebrity. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JoUKVdAOSMs/TWm5Vo8PFTI/AAAAAAAAALQ/9bXpvZq0DBw/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JoUKVdAOSMs/TWm5Vo8PFTI/AAAAAAAAALQ/9bXpvZq0DBw/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578193394893526322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;for my birthday treat, we ate at two seasons in station 1 a day before my actual birthday since we were scheduled to leave on my birthday morning. the nachos was exceptional. i crave for more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_OTKOmKUbcw/TWm7deAmWfI/AAAAAAAAALY/XrmqUSMJ2gc/s1600/ALIM1342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_OTKOmKUbcw/TWm7deAmWfI/AAAAAAAAALY/XrmqUSMJ2gc/s320/ALIM1342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578195728421247474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;feb 24 morning came and we were sorry we had to leave.. so regretful in fact that tan &amp;amp; i decided to extend our stay 2 more days! yey! so here's my birthday dinner spent with kuya vergel and tan's cousin, foyie, both of whom made my birthday extra special!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4NWDnvO2ZjM/TWm7diQc7-I/AAAAAAAAALg/rapf5hAWYCM/s1600/ALIM1402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4NWDnvO2ZjM/TWm7diQc7-I/AAAAAAAAALg/rapf5hAWYCM/s320/ALIM1402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578195729561481186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;the meal consisted of fish, prawns, and crabs we bought at the local &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;talipapa palengke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;, and cooked by kuya vergel. everything was sooo delicious, it was like eating at a hotel... guess what, i had birthday flowers, too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P1-7BZzwz5g/TWm-2GS2YCI/AAAAAAAAALo/NTrxT3jO0DE/s1600/ipod_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P1-7BZzwz5g/TWm-2GS2YCI/AAAAAAAAALo/NTrxT3jO0DE/s320/ipod_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578199450086957090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;as if these were not enough, lookie what my boyfriend had waiting for me when we got home!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rsvKDELZGbE/TWm-2VuyAVI/AAAAAAAAALw/0hkmhDLPpAc/s1600/gift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rsvKDELZGbE/TWm-2VuyAVI/AAAAAAAAALw/0hkmhDLPpAc/s320/gift.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578199454230643026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;this was truly the best birthday of my life!!! i thank God for my family, for the friends and loved ones who greeted me on my special day, the new friends i've met, the old ones i got to spend my first 4 days in bora with, and of course my ever so perfect boyfriend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;sigh, i'm gonna die happy. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-7123496931961374015?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/7123496931961374015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=7123496931961374015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/7123496931961374015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/7123496931961374015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/02/best-birthday-of-my-life.html' title='Best Birthday of My Life!'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R0unK0iv3_s/TWm4WGZMf8I/AAAAAAAAALI/5yX7vNy6ar4/s72-c/with%2Btan%2527s%2Bfriends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-7919382744524596922</id><published>2011-02-16T09:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T09:09:34.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..And All is Right in the World Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;the world was about to explode yesterday.. or if not, i was about to make it. everything and everyone had gone bonkers and seemed determined to piss me off.. then, this morning, i found this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m81yIgocS6g/TVsjK6eonzI/AAAAAAAAAKI/k_s0svzSpmM/s1600/fb.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 42px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574087634204532530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m81yIgocS6g/TVsjK6eonzI/AAAAAAAAAKI/k_s0svzSpmM/s320/fb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt; and just like that, everything's fine again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-7919382744524596922?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/7919382744524596922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=7919382744524596922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/7919382744524596922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/7919382744524596922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-all-is-right-in-world-again.html' title='..And All is Right in the World Again'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m81yIgocS6g/TVsjK6eonzI/AAAAAAAAAKI/k_s0svzSpmM/s72-c/fb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-2131282096715639897</id><published>2011-02-12T19:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T19:21:57.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Tweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;found this on facebook somewhere... it was re-tweeted by someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;wait for the guy who’ll be your best friend, the person who’ll drop  everything to be with you at any time of the day no matter what, the guy  who makes you smile like no other guy can and when he looks at you..  you know he needs you, the guy who thinks you're beautiful even when your  hair's a mess and you have no make-up on, the guy who will stay awake  just to watch you sleep, the one who will call you just to hear your  voice, but most of all wait for the guy who’ll put you at the center of  his universe, coz obviously he’ll be at the center of yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edited it a bit just to fix the grammar and text lingo. original can be found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://adnelgstillluvsman05.tumblr.com/post/3240770501/wait-for-the-guy-wholl-be-ur-best-friend-the"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-2131282096715639897?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/2131282096715639897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=2131282096715639897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/2131282096715639897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/2131282096715639897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/02/good-tweet.html' title='A Good Tweet'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-7867992174462918625</id><published>2011-02-12T18:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T19:02:41.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ClawDaddy Night Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;wednesday, skippy asked if we were up for a bubba gump night out. nas &amp;amp; i were game, and so we had it scheduled the next night. thursday night, after the guys' practice for their dance number on sir nic's wedding, skippy invited gp to come with us. we started to head out to greenbelt 3. before leaving, we asked sir rp to join us since he's another food tasting fanatic like us. he passed, but informed us that there's one in shang. relieved that we didn't have to venture too far, we left for shang instead.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;unfortunately, sir rp remembered it wrong and there was no bubba gump in shangrila mall. so, we had dinner at clawdaddy's instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YkPpVydU_kM/TVZoJi06RFI/AAAAAAAAAKA/IBki6wxmWZo/s1600/clawdaddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 98px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YkPpVydU_kM/TVZoJi06RFI/AAAAAAAAAKA/IBki6wxmWZo/s320/clawdaddy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572756102094406738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7WHYYXlmL8/TVZl75iqsNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/2a8G-CWiFHI/s1600/IMG20110210_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7WHYYXlmL8/TVZl75iqsNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/2a8G-CWiFHI/s320/IMG20110210_001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572753668650479826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BvHbiELGucQ/TVZl8SU9m9I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/CTzScpmn-js/s1600/IMG20110210_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BvHbiELGucQ/TVZl8SU9m9I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/CTzScpmn-js/s320/IMG20110210_002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572753675303885778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;since we were all starving and no one had a decent camera with them, we were not able to take pictures of the food. anyway, we ordered the seafood boil, carbonara, and some dirty rice. we had free salad and corn, and the meal was inclusive of a yellow watermelon dessert. my verdict? well, the food was good, the watermelon was sweet, but for around 550 php per head, we were kinda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;bitin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; on the portions. can't really blame 'em though. as we admittedly are "construction-worker-eaters".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole time, i was coughing my heart out and can't take my mind off the neck pain. i don't think the lemonade helped much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-7867992174462918625?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/7867992174462918625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=7867992174462918625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/7867992174462918625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/7867992174462918625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/02/clawdaddy-night-out.html' title='ClawDaddy Night Out'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YkPpVydU_kM/TVZoJi06RFI/AAAAAAAAAKA/IBki6wxmWZo/s72-c/clawdaddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-7353360703949274791</id><published>2011-02-10T22:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T18:42:14.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick X_X</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;meet my new best friend. jeez. have a stiff neck for 2 days now. can't look left properly. darn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TVP1uOgjLLI/AAAAAAAAAJg/v49vIyC_nBY/s1600/best%2Bfriend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TVP1uOgjLLI/AAAAAAAAAJg/v49vIyC_nBY/s320/best%2Bfriend.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572067338504842418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;as if that's not enough.. i have this nagging cough that's been pestering me for almost a week already. hay.&lt;br /&gt;have to get well before bora!!&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/4179286619433753780-7353360703949274791?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/7353360703949274791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=7353360703949274791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/7353360703949274791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/7353360703949274791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/02/sick-xx.html' title='Sick X_X'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TVP1uOgjLLI/AAAAAAAAAJg/v49vIyC_nBY/s72-c/best%2Bfriend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-4654765999559645369</id><published>2011-01-29T15:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T23:16:14.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Must. Shop.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i'm getting addicted with facebook's "it girl", where i virtually shop my heart out... well, at least until i run out of cash or energy. in real life though, my most recent purchase includes some underwear and these:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TUPFzmSCJEI/AAAAAAAAAI0/WjFur43I7BE/s1600/ALIM1191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TUPFzmSCJEI/AAAAAAAAAI0/WjFur43I7BE/s320/ALIM1191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567511054600250434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so far, they're real comfy and stable. observe thick heels. ^_^ best thing: it was on sale. got a 400 peso discount. unfortunately, they don't have this in black. and contrary to what my boyfriend thinks, i still need black shoes. hahaha. need new step ins too, my ipanema has cracked in more places than i could imagine possible. note to self: no more ipanemas. tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;in other shopping news, i gotta gotta shop in prep for my boracay trip on the 21st. excited much? you bet i am! i'm planning on buying some polo shirts coz i recently realized i don't have any. might splurge on a new swimsuit... um, what else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;of course i can never have enough blouses. has anyone besides me noticed the fact that it's so darn difficult to find corporate blouses with sleeves? i blame it on the weather (dang tropical heat) and the idiots in the hr department handling dress codes. arrogant worms! 1. the company doesn't pay enough. 2. it's not as though we're provided with clothing allowance. shiesh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;anyway, i'm in desperate need of a shopping buddy. anyone up for this? let me know. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-4654765999559645369?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/4654765999559645369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=4654765999559645369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/4654765999559645369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/4654765999559645369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/01/must-shop.html' title='Must. Shop.'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TUPFzmSCJEI/AAAAAAAAAI0/WjFur43I7BE/s72-c/ALIM1191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-6607822549834379731</id><published>2011-01-23T14:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T23:35:54.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Slice of Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i finally had my share of sunshine and sand last week. spent friday to sunday at magalawa island, zambales. had a nice time with my bf. it was pure bliss while it lasted. kinda wished i didn't have to come back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TTvVYYpyJpI/AAAAAAAAAIk/6SDywgcu60U/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TTvVYYpyJpI/AAAAAAAAAIk/6SDywgcu60U/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565276379457660562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;it was peaceful and quiet, super nice for a little r&amp;amp;r. just what i needed to refresh myself. the fact that i was there with tan made everything feel like heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TTvVYXDweTI/AAAAAAAAAIs/bRHARbESYGM/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TTvVYXDweTI/AAAAAAAAAIs/bRHARbESYGM/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565276379029731634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;more pics can be found &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?id=709336269&amp;amp;aid=264882"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and contrary to what people say, these are not pre-nup pics. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; i'm not getting married anytime soon... at least i don't think i am. but i sure hope if and when i do get hitched, my pre-nup pics are better than these. these are great; my pre-nup pics must be awesome! (",)  hope to be back there with jen, ron, arjay, jhanis, kenna, ton, etc. someday if not this summer. ^_^  in the mean time, i'm looking forward to february bora with eybi, rain, gio, &amp;amp; nel! ciao! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-6607822549834379731?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/6607822549834379731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=6607822549834379731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/6607822549834379731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/6607822549834379731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-finally-had-my-share-of-sunshine-and.html' title='A Slice of Heaven'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TTvVYYpyJpI/AAAAAAAAAIk/6SDywgcu60U/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-8088593787244281160</id><published>2011-01-11T08:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T09:18:20.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easier Said Than Done</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;runaway - frankie j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;so easy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;all of the little things we do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;like calling for no reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;just to say the words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;"baby, i love you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i know lately i've been busy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;but a second doesn't go by without you crossing my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;it's been so long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;since we had time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;let's take a day and make everything right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;just take my hand and fall in love with me again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;let's run away to the place where love first found us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;let's run away for the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;don't need anyone around us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;when everything in love gets so complicated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;it only takes a day to change it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;what i have to say... can't wait...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;all i need is a day so let's run away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;let's run away... just for the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;runaway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;runaway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;girl you've been so patient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;spending nights alone and not complaining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;but i'll make it... i'll tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and i promise today i won't keep you waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;please give me this one chance to remind you of everything we have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i won't give up, i'm too much in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and i want you to know that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;just take my hand, fall in love with me again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;let's run away to the place where love first found us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;let's run away for the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;don't need anyone around us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;when everything in love gets so complicated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;it only takes a day to change it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;what i have to say... can't wait...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;all i need is a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;so let's run away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;for the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and i'd give everything in this moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and i promise to make everyday just like today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;let's run away to the place where love first found us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;let's run away for the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;don't need anyone around us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;when everything in love gets so complicated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;it only takes a day to change it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;what i have to say... can't wait...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;all i need is a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;so let's run away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-8088593787244281160?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/8088593787244281160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=8088593787244281160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/8088593787244281160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/8088593787244281160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/01/easier-said-than-done.html' title='Easier Said Than Done'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-2400035562790752734</id><published>2011-01-09T18:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T18:39:29.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;happy new year! cheers! here's to wishing it won't suck! yey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so i finished book 6 of the vampire academy (last sacrifice). nice ending. feels as though something's missing, but it's fairly ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;sooooo, updates! had mini bonding sessions with the cousins during the holidays. went on a road trip christmas eve to tagaytay. for a change, i had fun with family. we're not really used to going out together since we're not really that close and the gaps with our ages are considerable, but hey, there it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TSmNbT1xGAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/jke9d9tj-bs/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TSmNbT1xGAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/jke9d9tj-bs/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560130715287361538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;spent the new year at fontana with mom's friend, auntie stef &amp;amp; her 2 kids. had fun, learned a new game, which we really initially thought was kinda corny, but ended up playing it anyway, and enjoying it as well:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TSmOM9lf1vI/AAAAAAAAAH8/q4PtC9JK4-Y/s1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TSmOM9lf1vI/AAAAAAAAAH8/q4PtC9JK4-Y/s320/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560131568307001074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;if it's not too much to ask, i'm wishing for another bonding thing this coming summer. 2011, don't disappoint me! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fare thee well 2010. i thank God for all the ups and downs. i've hopefully become a better person. after a few realizations and hopes of betterment... (ooh, hey, is there such a word? i'm not seeing the squiggly line, so there probably is.) i've come up with the following goals:&lt;br /&gt;1. i gotta go get me a better job!&lt;br /&gt;2. i seriously need a social life (hopefully a result of the better job --translate to 'better working hours')&lt;br /&gt;3. i gotta love ME more.&lt;br /&gt;4. save! save! save!&lt;br /&gt;5. spiritual growth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there ya have it. happy new year everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-2400035562790752734?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/2400035562790752734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=2400035562790752734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/2400035562790752734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/2400035562790752734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TSmNbT1xGAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/jke9d9tj-bs/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-822436432727334005</id><published>2010-10-25T11:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T18:16:35.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Boredom... My Old Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm supposed to be enjoying the long weekend rest with sun and a whole lotta sand at zambales this long weekend, but the typhoon had to come and wash my dreams away. dramatic. can't really blame me. i've been burned out at work for the longest time. waiting for my maldives plan to push through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;somehow, there's nothing enjoyable left to do at the moment... can't connect with ragna. finished watching resident evil 1-3 yesterday. i wanna go shop, but my wallet won't let me. there is however a ton of clothes waiting for me to fold, but hey, note the word i used --enjoyable. i'd get to them in a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;finished book 5 of vampire academy. pretty good read though not the same caliber of harry potter. interesting enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;kaso bitiiiiiiiin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; hehe. will have to wait for the next book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-822436432727334005?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/822436432727334005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=822436432727334005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/822436432727334005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/822436432727334005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2010/10/oh-boredom-my-old-friend.html' title='Oh, Boredom... My Old Friend'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-1765294691221479017</id><published>2010-10-17T15:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T15:57:13.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Toy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i gots me a new toy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TLqrHEB5zlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/y4zo99zvPu8/s1600/ALIM0926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TLqrHEB5zlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/y4zo99zvPu8/s320/ALIM0926.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528919630379863634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;unfortunately, this proved both that i had very little, if non-existent, patience, as well as that i don't have a valid excuse for it since i was not really wired that way coz i could have waited or persevered longer if i wanted to... did i make sense?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ulit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;the purchase proved the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;1. self control = 0 for shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;2. patience = 0, but inexcusable since i was able to increase to round 50 when i wanted to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(i.e. it was nil when i wanted to jailbreak and not wait to ask for someone's help. boosted up when i decided to search the net to do it myself.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;3. i am awesome, lol, just happy i successfully installed stuff. pretty good for an apple product newbie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;anyway, normally i wouldn't go through the process of learning stuff for apple products simply coz they're overpriced. considering though my ipod touch 4 is capable of wifi and caters to my muvi, music,  and games needs... i gave in to dishing out 13,200. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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Toy'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TLqrHEB5zlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/y4zo99zvPu8/s72-c/ALIM0926.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-3612797477723610682</id><published>2010-10-01T10:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T11:39:44.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Do You Do On A Beautiful Friday Morning?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;you blog about it, of course. ^_^ you blog to your heart's content! haha, for a few minutes, you forget about work and everything else that worries you and blog like there's no tomorrow. well, not really. after all, too much of something is always bad, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's to blogging just the right amount. cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, well, i'm babbling, and guess what? i don't really care much. today, i'm extra happy. last night had a simple celeb of my mom's 50th bday. &lt;em&gt;sabi niya&lt;/em&gt;, she's very very happy. i'm happy for her. =) our family isn't really fond of big celebrations and the like. we're used to simple, quiet family dinners. the fact that we're complete despite the busy scheds keeps us content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of contentment. i gotta gotta remember the blessings i have and keep getting. must always be grateful and positive. focus my energy on good things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;running 5k tomorrow morning at sun's fun run for the sportsfest closing ceremonies. yey! missed running. hopefully i finish at a non-emabrassing time 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Friday Morning?'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-4373020148355113043</id><published>2010-09-26T12:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T23:07:09.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Had the Resources, I'd...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...treat everyone to yellow cab's hot wings! yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...spend a day at enchanted kingdom. miss this, been too long since my last visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...go to tagaytay to have a picnic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...have tons of pictures taken, since i only get 3 good shots out of a hundred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...treat my bf's and my family to a spa for rest &amp;amp; relaxation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...spend a week at an island somewhere with no network signal! anawangin? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...travel. travel. travel. shop. shop. shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;simple joys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;now, if i had a few million, i'd invest in a house. inside a village. 2 floors with a garage, a garden, and a laundry area. 4 rooms, 3t&amp;amp;b.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-4373020148355113043?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/4373020148355113043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=4373020148355113043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/4373020148355113043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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longest time, i haven't had the chance to do  any surfing... both channel and net. thank God for the final straw  (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2010/09/davao-trip.html"&gt;davao trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;), i'm learning to say no and deviate from the company's (or probably just my boss') overworked-underpaid-theme, which is so close to slavery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i've come upon the following items browsing through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.thinkgeek.com/"&gt;http://www.thinkgeek.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; and as usual, the geek in me delighted in the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;item1: these are actually application magnets. picture them on your office wall/whiteboard or on your home ref. adorable ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TI0P-xMjEDI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/StIfPng5bDw/s1600/application+magnets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TI0P-xMjEDI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/StIfPng5bDw/s320/application+magnets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516082689630998578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;item 2: glowing keyboard stickers. it's the cutest thing!! i wonder if they have this in neon orange...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TI0QdW5yXqI/AAAAAAAAAHY/GRke_SnbR4s/s1600/glowing_keyboard_stickers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TI0QdW5yXqI/AAAAAAAAAHY/GRke_SnbR4s/s320/glowing_keyboard_stickers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516083215148932770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;item 3: last but not least, the ex knife holder. hahaha, i swear that's what it's called. i have nothing against my exes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;pero bumenta talaga sakin ito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TI0RV0k4-hI/AAAAAAAAAHg/81_YMCV06dk/s1600/the_ex_knife+holder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TI0RV0k4-hI/AAAAAAAAAHg/81_YMCV06dk/s320/the_ex_knife+holder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516084185187023378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;that's it for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;here's to having (and enjoying) a life outside work. cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-3970755531459928503?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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the rants:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1. WTH? i can't even begin to explain how messed up this move was. there was no one even remotely competent to take over my work for me (no offense meant to colleagues. i just mean no one in the office has ever comprehensively handled my work before) since this is just a one time thing and i don't get to handle msc/mgw in the near future, i have declared it to be a waste of time and resources. for one, i'd have to still do the work i'm leaving behind and in addition, would have to consume additional time in constructing grade 1 instructions for whoever takes over in my absence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. so, ok, i haul myself to davao, and ask for a hotel recommendation. i then ask for someplace near the site. boholand inn... of all god-forgotten places, i think this one takes the prize. since i don't have much of a choice and was at the time really really pissed off, in no mood to go search for anything else, i checked in. the creepy place was complete with mosquitoes (even though air-conditioned), dripping faucets, leaking pipes, chipped and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;anay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-infested walls. it had the feel of a cheap motel with hidden cameras to record scandals and whatnot. but since i'm just staying there for a few hours, and would spend majority of my time on site, i tried to ignore it. BUT hell i wasn't taking anything off in that place. i'd just have to suffer 24 hours without a shower. (yeah, i know, eeew. that's how creepy the place was) the worst thing bout it was that it was far enough from supermarkets that i would have to take a jeep to get to one. needless to say, i was on starvation diet for about 24 hours. still not sure how i survived. i was so darn thirsty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3. the stand alone test was fairly ok, and we got through it in less than 3 hours. unfortunately, the cut-over failed. if i heard correctly, similar problem was already encountered before. i guess they just didn't expect it to happen again or something. anyhoo, i was almost required to extend my stay. (--&amp;gt; no way short of holding me at gunpoint would i have agreed to this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;4. dragged my sorry butt back to the airport and ate. i was literally thinking "food, oh glorious food!" the meal wasn't tasty now that i try and look back, but hey, if you're hungry, everything's delicious. went back home and got this killer headache that i swear i get every time i come from davao. must be the durian stink overload.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;being to misery's edge and back, i finally had my silver lining. had a nice movie marathon weekend with my wonderful bf. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;all's well that ends well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-1154634731450644848?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/1154634731450644848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=1154634731450644848&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/1154634731450644848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/1154634731450644848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2010/09/davao-trip.html' title='Davao Trip'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-7751824082830003700</id><published>2010-09-12T01:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T01:24:51.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i miss taking pictures. not really professional ones, not even those that look real good like they've been photoshopped or something. i just miss taking them. collecting, saving memories. just point-and-clicking. i'm not really gifted in this particular area. i do not have the talent nor the patience for perfect finish photos. i just really like keeping snapshots. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;should've remembered to bring the digicam on last fontana trip. wishing for a trip to anawangin... 'round october. ^_^ haven't been there. sure would be nice to spend a few days far from work without cellular signal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-7751824082830003700?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/7751824082830003700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=7751824082830003700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/7751824082830003700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/7751824082830003700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2010/09/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-1528657196273545332</id><published>2010-08-29T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T22:59:47.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not So Perfect Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;but close! ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so  it's the weekend again. i wanna take the time to extend my condolences  to an officemate who recently lost her dad. i've met him once and can't  really remember much. still, that one time i had lunch with them, he was  nice. putting myself in her shoes... i'd probably break down. i can't  imagine life without either of my parents. sigh. God bless you, las.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;moving on to good things... tim came home with 2 variations of harvest moon for ps2, as i've requested. i &lt;strike&gt;like&lt;/strike&gt;  love this game way back to ps1 era! will try it after dinner i guess.  (edit: tried the game, after 10 mins, i got dizzy. 3d graphics and i  don't get along so well...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the whole afternoon watching  chic flicks so my boyfriend won't have to suffer watching them with me.  hahaha, i want to think i'm considerate that way. got some lined up for  us to watch together next time... prince of persia, the last airbender,  and whatever else i'll be getting my hands on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's amazing how  after all this time, i'm still crazy in love with him. it's a simple  life and what we have makes me happy and content. it may not always be  perfect, but everything's always worth it. i love watching him, just  looking at him and thinking i'm the luckiest person in the world. i love  thinking of ways to just surprise him, even with little things. i love  hearing his "i love you's". i love cooking for him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...which brings me to my next project. i want to try making chicken pot pie for him. haven't tried it yet. maybe tomorrow. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-1528657196273545332?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/1528657196273545332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=1528657196273545332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/1528657196273545332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/1528657196273545332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2010/08/not-so-perfect-life_29.html' title='Not So Perfect Life'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-3757929936831556737</id><published>2010-08-29T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T01:27:23.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bus Celebrity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i've been browsing through facebook after n years of not  being able to check and/or update properly. found pics of people posing  with the all too famous hostage bus. got my blood boiling in a few secs.  i mean, what the hell?! really?! have you no shame? there's this stupid  idiot who goes and hostages, not to mention, kills these poor innocent  people and you not only display your lack of sympathy and sense of  righteousness, but in addition, continue to prove your incredible  stupidity by posing, taking a picture, and posting??? darn it! why do  people take pictures? to keep memories. to relive events. to be proud of  something over again. do all these apply to you dumb asses? really,  explain to me how any of these make sense. what, you're proud of just  being there? what's there to be proud of or about? for all we know, you  were probably one of those people impeding the mobility of ambulances. you know  what? you deserve all the foul words the foreigners are throwing at you.  you deserve all the shame this country has received since that time.  you deserve your place in hell for being such heartless freaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Celebrity'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-9166793959521601931</id><published>2010-08-14T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T22:48:20.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;how can something from the past cause so much pain? why does it hurt so much? i wish i knew how to get over it that *finger snap* quick. feels like a fresh cut that gets deeper and deeper. i'm waiting for that part where everything goes numb, but it doesn't. it just hurts some more. suddenly the world around me is smaller, and i have trouble breathing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-9166793959521601931?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/9166793959521601931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=9166793959521601931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/9166793959521601931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/9166793959521601931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2010/08/like-hell.html' title='Like Hell'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-8394491366204811674</id><published>2010-08-09T00:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T00:26:13.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Longing for a Perfect Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's monday. as usual, i'm not ready to face another round of work. i don't really have much of a choice at the moment. contemplating having to do this for the rest of my life. sigh. i want to stop the world from turning. well, ok, just the part where i work my ass off and get underpaid. i miss breaks, summer breaks, sem breaks, christmas/holiday breaks, and whatever else there is. i miss vacations, beaches, adventures, getaways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i want to run away, get far far away from here. leave behind the stress, the work, the pressures. i want to wake up with tan beside me, and a smile on my face. i want to watch the sun rise, feel the wind through my hair, have a nice breakfast without needing to rush to anything. i want to sit on the grass, listen to birds and bees, smell flowers, run through fields. i want to swim, feel the water on my skin. i want to watch the sun set and dream of painting the horizon. i want to walk on the shore, collecting shells as i go. i want to relax, cuddle, and talk. i want a massage, scented candles, and dinner by candlelight. just a day... just one perfect day... someday ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Day'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-3103789114903086411</id><published>2010-08-01T22:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T23:06:05.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Dear, It's August!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i think i skipped right through july, and yeah, most of june. been either real busy or really lazy the past month and a half, had mood swings that shattered me worse than ek's space shuttle ever could, threw the best birthday surprise for my boyfriend (well, the "best" label was from him. i actually think i could do better if i was less busy with work and had more time and resources.), and finished the twilight saga for the nth time. i guess i could also throw in the selected movies i had the chance to watch, and the little shopping sprees i cheated stress with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so, um, where do i start? i should probably narrate the changes at work first... just when i thought i was already adjusting to the fact that my work's got me wrapped around it's little finger, i get the rude awakening of cold, icy water splashing though me and everything i currently "control", and realize that it's about to rein me in some more --think ball and chains, the whole shebang. i'm already handling 2 systems... this to me means 15 individual equipment, plus a testing and installation team that isn't really involved with my 2 systems, but i have to "manage", and a whole lot of other crap... i get to work one day and receive an email straight from the vp wanting me involved in all international roaming activities. geez. my constant line then was "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;tingin ba nila naglalaro lang ako dito sa opisina araw-araw kaya ako dinadagdagan ng workload?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;", but obviously, accepting defeat was never an option, so i toughed it up and went on. then, on the third week of july, my immediate superior informs me that he's moving to canada permanently, his last day: july 30. i'm trying to psych myself up that there'd be not much of a difference anyhow since i've been somewhat forced to be independent since re-org-day-one. i'm confident that technically i'm more than capable. the only handicapping factor is that this will be a one to many bout. they haven't hired replacements yet, so i 'll be holding the fort for a while. yes, i've considered  other options, complained about the sucky hr, ranted bout the lack of benefits whatsoever. for now, i'm doing this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;one day at a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so next. the mood swings. well, at the time, they were more than that. they were actually my personal brand of hell. i crashed and burned, and was most of the time helpless. i got really scared of auto-piloting myself to self destruction, destroying relationships i had with loved ones, because that was what it felt like i was inevitably doing. i cried a lot, and asked myself a lot of stupid questions, most of which, i already knew the answers to, yet i held on, wrongly and foolishly, to the doubts. i tried to find a way out of the hole i fell into, but the more i climbed, the deeper i found myself. i didn't understand any of it, i didn't know why it was haunting me. i'm not really sure at the moment if i'm meant to understand it at all... but everything eventually went back to being ok. i don't know how it did, and i'm not sure if it will come haunting back, but like with everything else, i'm taking this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;one day at a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;even without explaining, people probably know right off the bat that i'm not adept with editing stuff. by this, i mean audio and video editing, even photo editing and whatever else there is. so it took a lot of patience and effort to finish my mini project for tan's birthday. i started brainstorming ideas a few weeks before. i bounced them off his close friend, eybi for a bit. he helped me with a few suggestions and was incredibly supportive. i then proceeded to invite friends to a small surprise dinner for tan. God sent out his blessings, particularly evident through jen volunteering her place. i was low on options so i gratefully asked for the favor. that friday night i was especially thankful for friends, realizing they were not only his, but mine now as well. he said it was the best birthday he ever had, and just like that, the late nights, the cramming, the fatigue, everything was worth the smile and thank you i got from him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;8:00am to 7:30pm, that's almost half a day. i actually spend that much time at work. geez, it's a wonder how i ever get to have time for everything else. so, i've watched inception with the family, and sorcerer's apprentice with my boyfriend. hmm, i liked inception's concept. the execution though, i'd have to think about. i most definitely have to watch it again. 4.5 out of 5 stars. ^_^ as for sorcerer's apprentice... to start with, i was never a fan of nicholas cage so i wasn't the least bit excited to watch this one. my verdict: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;pambata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;. it was a simple story with a simple plot and a happy ending. 1.5 out of 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;oh oh oh!!! i got to watch eclipse with tan, too. i didn't even bother to hide my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;kilig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; on those special moments. i got tan smirking, but i was happy that night. i remember. happy and content. a simple but perfect monday. =) i can't rate this one, i'm biased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;that's about it for now. tomorrow's monday, another week. will spill on the stress induced shopping next time. in the mean time... i'm living life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;a day at a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-3103789114903086411?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/3103789114903086411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=3103789114903086411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(humming: count your blessing, name them one by one. count your blessings see what God has done. count your blessings, name them one by one. count your many blessings see what God has done.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thankful for tan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TAuhI0c9R9I/AAAAAAAAAGw/oA2DTaHEMKk/s1600/053010_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TAuhI0c9R9I/AAAAAAAAAGw/oA2DTaHEMKk/s320/053010_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479650544517466066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i'm thankful for family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TAuhtoGKXBI/AAAAAAAAAG4/2Vc0E4qeWC8/s1600/family+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TAuhtoGKXBI/AAAAAAAAAG4/2Vc0E4qeWC8/s320/family+pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479651176855788562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thankful for friends: (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sayang walang maayus na pic with core girls++, saka habi peeps&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TAuh512HnfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/7G-Cm-ZIkcE/s1600/053010_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TAuh512HnfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/7G-Cm-ZIkcE/s320/053010_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479651386705026546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i'm thankful for my job, although sometimes it most definitely sucks. hehe. i'm thankful for the rain. i'm thankful for friday x saturdays.&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/4179286619433753780-1117599839620532396?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/1117599839620532396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=1117599839620532396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/1117599839620532396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/1117599839620532396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2010/06/counting-blessings.html' title='Counting Blessings'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/TAuhI0c9R9I/AAAAAAAAAGw/oA2DTaHEMKk/s72-c/053010_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-4673141538250718197</id><published>2010-06-06T20:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T22:57:56.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Climbing Out of the Hole</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hit rock bottom recently. still having a hard time climbing out of the deep hole i fell in. bouts of depression here and there. sometimes, even paranoia. yeah, so might as well call me crazy. been there, done that. actually wondered if i was... am. geez.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i'm just thankful my bf's always there for me. he's not really patient with most things and/or situations, but with this, he tries his darnest to understand and calm me. and i'm very very grateful.&lt;br /&gt;lessons learned: i have to learn to count my blessings more often. the Lord giveth and He can take away anything, anyone, anytime. i have to hand over the reins and have faith that everything will be ok.&lt;br /&gt;in today's world, and the life i live at the moment, there's very little of God in it. i'm ashamed to admit it, but i had to. now, i'm in the process of reconnecting with Him. i have to try harder though. sometimes, especially when things seem to be back to normal, i slowly slip back to the old routine. then before i know it, i'm back in square one feeling those bouts of sad emptiness again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malachi 2:2 if you do not listen, and if you do not set your heart to honor My name, says the Lord Almighty, I will send a curse upon you and I will curse your blessings. yes, I have already cursed them, because you have not set your heart to honor Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scary... hehe. sigh, i'm still in the process of finding my way back to Him, and i really need all the help i can get. i need to remember that He's always there for me. so is tan, and my family.&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/4179286619433753780-4673141538250718197?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/4673141538250718197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=4673141538250718197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/4673141538250718197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/4673141538250718197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2010/06/climbing-out-of-hole.html' title='Climbing Out of the Hole'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-4880490155977699711</id><published>2010-04-11T11:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T12:29:58.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When It Rains, It Pours</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;darn you, problems!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;the timing for everything usually sucks, then i get hit by the avalanche of issues piling atop of each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;, when will this end? i've been pining for a vacation since... i don't know, last year? this time, i'm not asking for rest or relaxation. i need excitement and adventure. everything's been redundantly mundane lately --wake up, rush to the office, work for at least 10 hours, job/run at ultra (on tuesdays and sometimes thursdays), come back home, sleep, do chores, and repeat. it's summer, and i'm either stuck at work or at home, and the next definite plan i can look forward to is not until feb next year (i'm going to bora, woohoo). don't i even get to have a summer outing? am i really that anti-social?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;it's been downhill since holy week. hopefully, things will pick up soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Pours'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-7620500475204044999</id><published>2010-04-03T16:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T16:22:25.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh... the Wheel of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;ang buhay ay parang  gulong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;... sometimes it  just runs you over without warning.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;my  ex’s fiancé died last thursday night. she got run over by a trike. sad  story. i’m not retelling. anyway, my ex is probably devastated. they’re  both decent people who don’t deserve this. for the tricycle driver: i do  hope you rot in hell… soon. sigh. they were getting married this  september. and despite the consequences, i was happy for them. then this  happened. and it sucks.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;  &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"just when you think things can't  get any worse, they do. i've learned that life is like an hourglass.  sooner or later, everything hits rock bottom. all you have to do is be  patient and wait for someone to turn everything back around."&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/4179286619433753780-7620500475204044999?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-2452119239946832708</id><published>2010-03-01T13:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T14:32:14.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything's Clearer Now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;but my wallet's lighter. hahaha. got my glasses today. trying to get used to wearing it. i look like a geek but that's what it takes for me to see beyond ten feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;been somewhat of a &lt;em&gt;gastadora&lt;/em&gt; this month. in my defense, some of them i really need. see below list of purchases/expenses and corresponding justifications and/or pethetic excuse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;1. 6 shirts - i think i only have 3 tshirts prior to this purchase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2. a pair of shoes - my old ones leave ugly marks on my feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;3. girbaud red wallet - um, birthday gift to self?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;4. eye glasses - technically, this came in today, but i decided on the purchase last month. as per APE (annual physical exam) this one i really need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;5. bag - will be used every tuesdays when i run at ultra after work. my old one's torn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;6. family lunch at racks - they twisted my arm for this. this one i HAD to do to prolong life and avoid bodily harm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;7. shades - um... &lt;em&gt;ma-&lt;/em&gt;cute &lt;em&gt;kasi? saka mura lang... saka magsusummer na... saka sabi ni mama bagay sakin... saka... weh. &lt;/em&gt;ok, this one, i can't justify.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-2452119239946832708?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/2452119239946832708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=2452119239946832708&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;the best month ever... yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ok, so i didn't die on my 10km suicidal run on century tuna's superbods run 2010. see results:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/S4kRD2SguiI/AAAAAAAAAGg/tyC5jzAL4TE/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 106px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/S4kRD2SguiI/AAAAAAAAAGg/tyC5jzAL4TE/s320/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442900382464391714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;this is good. considering it's my first time to run 10km. the sense of accomplishment is overwhelming; even more than the time i finished &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-first-fun-run.html"&gt;my first 5km run last december&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;to see how haggard i was running long distance, click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://jacqjacq24.multiply.com/photos/album/17#"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;then on the 24th, i celebrated my birthday. a big thank you to the people who greeted me. ^_^ special thanks to tan, who made it the best birthday ever. (i'm not posting a link for pictures for personal reasons, just look for them on my multiply. some pics not posted tho.) too bad i forgot to bring my cam for last night's habi dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to march. yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-8909125071993583815?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/8909125071993583815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=8909125071993583815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/8909125071993583815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/8909125071993583815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2010/02/february.html' title='February'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/S4kRD2SguiI/AAAAAAAAAGg/tyC5jzAL4TE/s72-c/5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-7672892076622010776</id><published>2010-02-21T18:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T19:02:35.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Century Tuna Superbods Run 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/S4EMR0crC8I/AAAAAAAAAGY/XEpvQ4tfc6I/s1600-h/superbodsrun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/S4EMR0crC8I/AAAAAAAAAGY/XEpvQ4tfc6I/s320/superbodsrun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440643325116484546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;yet another first for me, yey! ^_^ ran 10km without stopping, resting, and/or walking. most i did before this was 7km. wasn't able to note my official time though. will have to wait for the official release on tuesday probably. no impulse buy and major purchases this time, though. can't really tell if it's a  good thing. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;too bad i was not able to take a pic with feli and jek. aw. kinda hard to look for people. also left my phone in arjay's fx. had pics in ton's phone... anxious for the uploads. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;oh yeah, and i'm back to eating anything i want tomorrow. lolz. remember hypocrite post &lt;a href="http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2010/02/road-to-better-me.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;? hay. so hard. scared to weigh myself. wimp. hahaha. actually avoided eating out-of-the-ordinary-menu stuff this past week in prep for the superbods run. didn't want a ruined tummy on run day. to my relief, everything was a-ok today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;anyway, i'm loving this. so proud of myself! hearing him say he's proud of me too makes me feel even greater. now, how do i deal with the muscle pain tomorrow? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-7672892076622010776?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/7672892076622010776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=7672892076622010776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/7672892076622010776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/7672892076622010776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2010/02/century-tuna-superbods-run-2010.html' title='Century Tuna Superbods Run 2010'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/S4EMR0crC8I/AAAAAAAAAGY/XEpvQ4tfc6I/s72-c/superbodsrun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-1607694459616697586</id><published>2010-02-20T19:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T19:59:30.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in a Name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;yes, i appreciated the shout out. it was sweet. it was nice. it could've been sweeter and nicer if you'd have spelled my name right. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the corrected version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/S3_OMpU-GpI/AAAAAAAAAGA/dfBuqYhCA_8/s1600-h/022010_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 41px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/S3_OMpU-GpI/AAAAAAAAAGA/dfBuqYhCA_8/s320/022010_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440293591534410386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;sweet ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;oh, and got this sweeter surprise wh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;en i logged on to ym:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/S3_OgW-_bVI/AAAAAAAAAGI/s2Qb-Yqpid8/s1600-h/022010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/S3_OgW-_bVI/AAAAAAAAAGI/s2Qb-Yqpid8/s320/022010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440293930207767890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-1607694459616697586?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/1607694459616697586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=1607694459616697586&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/1607694459616697586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/1607694459616697586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2010/02/whats-in-name.html' title='What&apos;s in a Name?'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/S3_OMpU-GpI/AAAAAAAAAGA/dfBuqYhCA_8/s72-c/022010_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-2173898582009100708</id><published>2010-02-20T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T19:39:35.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Incompetence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i hate having to wait for something so long only to find out i would have to wait a whole week longer. darn it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;here's the story: i applied for a line from sun cellular. it's for my brother. anyway, me, being one of their employees, i thought it would hasten up the whole process somewhat. i can't tell you enough how wrong i was. the approval took more than a week, and when someone from the branch texted me that the application had been approved, i replied to ask about the requirements/documentation needed should i want someone else to claim for me. guess what? they didn't even have the decency to reply. i shudder to think about the reactions of those non-employee slash regular customers who apply and receive the same treatment. well, i went there this afternoon to claim the handset and sim. i waited with a number for over 40 minutes, and when my number finally got called... to my dismay and increasing irritation, the handset was not available.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hello people!? right there on the application form, there's a tick box. i ticked the phone i wanted, well, my brother wanted. how hard is it to check the application and reserve a phone? why do you even bother to text the customer when you don't even plan on accommodating to their needs? for crying out loud, you're front liners! it's a simple no-brainer job, all you have to do is be nice and have common sense... ok, maybe i'm a little harsh here... scratch out the no-brainer comment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hayz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-2173898582009100708?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/2173898582009100708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=2173898582009100708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/2173898582009100708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/2173898582009100708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2010/02/incompetence.html' title='Incompetence'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-1476024040699106947</id><published>2010-02-20T13:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T19:23:37.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Road to a Better Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;first thing! a little less than a week before my shopping ban-end, i failed. splurged on 6 shirts... 6 cute cute cute shirts. ^_^ my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;yatot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;gave the me disapproving look for a bit, but it's ok. was on passive mode for a month, anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;pampered myself and had a pedi yesterday coz my feet look so old already. note to self: spend less time on heels. had my callouses scrubbed and now them feet look good as new, but i would probably have to revisit after 2 weeks, just to condition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;next on the agenda, diet. not to lose weight, but to live healthy. been on instant-diet for the past month already. canned goods, fast food, instant noodles, coffee, junk food, soft drinks, you name it. now, here's the proposal. i sift through my cookbooks (which are actually compilations of internet "researched" recipes and various yummy magazines) and somehow hopefully manage to put together a passably healthy menu that's easy to make and doesn't consume too much time, then shop for it and implement on a daily basis. next, make a timetable that we could stick to, which entails an early to bed, early to rise policy. hmm, what else? i should probably stay away from the stress. the question is how? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;to be continued...&lt;br /&gt;continuing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got back from a trip to trinoma, which just inherited a whole new rant. i just lost my momentum on this one. see next blog instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-1476024040699106947?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/1476024040699106947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=1476024040699106947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/1476024040699106947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/1476024040699106947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2010/02/road-to-better-me.html' title='Road to a Better Me?'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-748262997792843618</id><published>2010-02-15T11:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T12:10:23.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Blues... Errrr, Not Really</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i am so pining for that red wallet at girbaud. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hay, luho.&lt;/span&gt; it's a want, and far from being a necessity, but it's so so so so so nice. as pointed out by tan, i usually just point a finger at stuff and declare, "oooh, i like that.", but that wallet, i really really wanted it. hahahha. fact remains that i don't need it yet. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;funny thing --was able to read tan's mind and blurted out: "no, you're not getting me that wallet for my birthday!" hahahaha. actually, i think there was an "or else..." statement attached to the end of that. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kainis daw ako &lt;/span&gt;coz he was supposed to go back for it after he takes me home. haha.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to avoid thinking about it, which is precisely why i didn't snap a shot of it, but apparently it's still on my mind. ^_^ do i buy it for myself on my birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recall: &lt;a href="http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2010/01/birthday-wishlist.html"&gt;wishlist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-748262997792843618?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/748262997792843618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=748262997792843618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/748262997792843618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/748262997792843618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-am-so-pining-for-that-red-wallet-at.html' title='Birthday Blues... Errrr, Not Really'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-4362078653110057617</id><published>2010-02-13T20:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T20:23:32.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Books Books and More Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;did a bit of spring cleaning. can't believe i've accumulated so much junk already. i share a room with my two younger brothers and we have shelves to put our stuff on. guess which one's my space...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/S3aYL5MIUQI/AAAAAAAAAFw/d1uCaQ0mNqE/s1600-h/ALIM0616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/S3aYL5MIUQI/AAAAAAAAAFw/d1uCaQ0mNqE/s320/ALIM0616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437700930194133250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hahaha. now, where could i put in my yummy magazines? due to public demand and the lack of space, i've decided to give away some of my books. hopefully, others would get to enjoy them as much as i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/S3aYhlXpsNI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ebCIC7qeEDg/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 101px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/S3aYhlXpsNI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ebCIC7qeEDg/s320/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437701302830870738" 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/4179286619433753780-4362078653110057617?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/4362078653110057617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=4362078653110057617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/4362078653110057617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/4362078653110057617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2010/02/books-books-and-more-books.html' title='Books Books and More Books'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/S3aYL5MIUQI/AAAAAAAAAFw/d1uCaQ0mNqE/s72-c/ALIM0616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-4243605337206251477</id><published>2010-02-12T18:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T10:08:32.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;anxious for valentine’s day? yeah, a bit. can you tell? don’t really want to expect anything, &lt;em&gt;pero&lt;/em&gt; can you blame me? hehe, haven’t felt like this in a long while… happy and contented. i’m loving this simple life. just hating the tags, labels, stereotyping, and general judging of people. i so feel like a bug under a microscope. why does society have that urge, that itch to dictate how people should or shouldn’t behave?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently in limbo, a different kind of limbo than before, but I don’t mind. we don’t have the labels –boyfriend and girlfriend, or currently dating, or mutual agreement, or what not. it’s just that we don’t feel the need to categorize, yet. the fact is, we’re happy with each other. the commitment is present, the contentment is there. what more do we need? i doubt society’s approval would make us happier than how we already are. sure, it’ll make things so much easier, but hey, who says we really care what they think? after all, we’ve established long ago that what we think of each other matters most, and that’s about it. was actually talking to Karz about this, this morning. she totally agrees with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;em&gt;bakit nga ba hindi pa kami&lt;/em&gt;? i mean, we already act like it. because… 1. i want the friendship there. forever. 2. we’re not really in a hurry, anyway. as long as we know where we stand, we’re ok. 3. our families don’t have any idea yet of how serious this is, and somehow, I’d like to give them a head’s up before coming home and blurting out “hey, guess what? &lt;em&gt;kami na&lt;/em&gt;.” the best thing about this? we share almost everything, down to religion. didn’t seem like it before, but it’s a big thing for me. &lt;em&gt;nakakapanibago, pero&lt;/em&gt; it feels incredibly nice and different... good different every saturday when we have our short devotions. it's a good peaceful feeling. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 is a good year. definitely a good year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-4243605337206251477?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/4243605337206251477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=4243605337206251477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/4243605337206251477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/4243605337206251477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-388635943114386206</id><published>2010-02-10T12:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:16:49.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overworked and Underpaid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i'm back to not-really-graveyard. sigh. this is seriously messing up my body clock. again. darn. night activities without having him to come home to sucks. long story. anyway, last night was a complete waste dare i say it. it was pretty stupid. no one knew what the expected results were, not even the vendor support. wasted so much time checking and trying to solve a problem which wasn't one in the first place. idiots. hay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;shopping therapy, i so long for you. sigh. whoever came up with this shopping ban hates me. seriously hates me. T_T (...refusing to remember that the shopping ban was self imposed thus pain is self inflicted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;mahusay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;impending doom on the 21st of this month. i'm running 10k for century tuna's superbods thing. for the record, i haven't done this before. farthest i have completed without walking was a little over 5, but hey, here's a nice suicidal challenge. hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Oh, i should mention i completed 5k at the ultra prior to attending last night's activity. hahaha, was pretty tired and out of it, but it felt good, and it being my "first day", it's a good achievement. ^_^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;binawi nga lang lahat ng inexercise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; when we ate bbq after. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;by the way, on the way home from work this morning, heard fm statis's tonight again on the radio. it's growing on me. loving the song though it's a bit on the sad side. i just keep remembering his voice and they way he sang it. it's soothing and knee-weakening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-388635943114386206?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/388635943114386206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=388635943114386206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/388635943114386206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/388635943114386206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2010/02/overworked-and-underpaid.html' title='Overworked and Underpaid'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-6896138846161351592</id><published>2010-02-07T23:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T23:29:15.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Senti Mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;listening to fm static's tonight. sigh. remembering the times he played his guitar and sang to me. the first time was over the phone. kilig moments. hahaha. this is what i do almost every time i miss him: listen to songs he sang for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soundtrack includes the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;knocks me off my feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;214&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;you're a god&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;broken strings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;shots (this one just reminds me of him coz he likes this one a lot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's got the most incredible voice ever. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;kailan kaya mauulit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;no definite plans for valentine's day yet. all i know is that we're going to church together. i'm not sure if there's anything else. :) not complaining though. been happy since november when i "met" him, and everything just keeps getting better! doesn't really have to have occasions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-6896138846161351592?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/6896138846161351592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=6896138846161351592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/6896138846161351592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/6896138846161351592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2010/02/soon-valentines-day.html' title='Senti Mode'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-5405203670469732531</id><published>2010-02-07T12:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T12:56:30.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worth It</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;last friday, we had what could be our biggest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;tampuhan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ever. it wasn't really a fight coz we weren't really mad at each other; we just had issues. first off, i'm thankful it happened on a friday. being the crybaby that i am, i cried a third of the night. didn't want to face him with tears, so he found out too late. also, as luck would have it, my nose suddenly bled and my stomach started to ache major pain. needless to say, we worked things out eventually. ^_^ well, the good part, it wasn't really us. i just remember praying so hard for God to fix what i messed up. spent saturday making up for the time we wasted being sulky with each other. the feeling of clarity that everything is going to be ok, that he will love me no matter what, that we learned something new about and from each other, that we are actually growing together with God's guidance... it's peacefully satisfying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;this is from the devotion we took the time to have yesterday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;perhaps your world has crashed around you. it may be a deeply personal loss, a tragedy in your family, or some other great trial. Jesus' resurrection proved that He is greater than the greatest obstacles. He can rebuild your life --as He did with His disciples --starting today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;our saturdays are wonderful. i look forward to each one. for a change from the weekdays, we have short devotions for our spiritual needs. it's wonderful being able to do this, share this with him --that he's not only a christian by name (literally and figuratively). we take turns reading to each other, which is both sweet and effective. haha. then we reflect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;it's a fairy tale in the making. no need for happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;endings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;, just sweet sweet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;beginnings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and happily &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; afters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-5405203670469732531?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/5405203670469732531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=5405203670469732531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/5405203670469732531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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tomorrow. geez. seriously lacking motivation lately. dum-dum-dee-dum. contemplating on my boss' survival if i filed for vacation leave... um, let's say, for a week? i so long for an 8-hour work day with little or no OT required and a job description that doesn't include being on call (official or otherwise)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;today: activity supposedly-ended at 4:30am. didn't have to go to work after all. spent the day sleeping slash qt slash smiling a whole lot. no crime in being happy, really really happy. it was simply wonderful. been such a long time since i felt like this. totally happy and contented, but as they say, every feeling comes and goes so i'm not banking on this to last perpetually... i'm just in the moment, enjoying it and looking forward to the next time the butterfly lands on my shoulder again. today, i loved waking up... 3 times! loved sleeping in the safest place on earth. loved the conversations. loved simply looking and appreciating. loved getting mesmerized. 24 hours really aint enough sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&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/4179286619433753780-8796352446406696649?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/8796352446406696649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=8796352446406696649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i know my birthday's a month away, but i've decided to give them jacq-loving people a head start. see, i'm thoughtfully selfish. hahahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;lemme see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1. since i was not able to get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2009/09/wanted.html"&gt;this bag&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;, i'm putting it in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. vertigo prune laptop bag (it's supposed to be for macs, but hey, still love the bag... and hello?! it's purple!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SyOn04_2aLI/AAAAAAAAAD8/vt-hQryoz6o/s1600-h/vertigo_prune_laptop+bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SyOn04_2aLI/AAAAAAAAAD8/vt-hQryoz6o/s320/vertigo_prune_laptop+bag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414355704124696754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3. a surprise... anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;4. love letter. can never get enough of those.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;5. boots!! no specific kind yet, but not knee high though. something for everyday office use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;6. coat. long. red. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;7. anything else from my bucket list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-2700132735988047287?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/2700132735988047287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=2700132735988047287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/2700132735988047287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;just got home from a church event. had fun. went there with tan, invited chad and anne, too. the sermon was good. at first, as with usual church things, it was boring, and i found myself yawning every now and then, but it got better and a whole lot interesting eventually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/S1sJrKgm6cI/AAAAAAAAAFI/hfvc6Oms18o/s1600-h/signs+of+the+times.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/S1sJrKgm6cI/AAAAAAAAAFI/hfvc6Oms18o/s320/signs+of+the+times.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429944412885412290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;got me thinking, though. am i really on the right path? well, i don't really know which path i am on right now. i'm guessing i'm going around in circles like at a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;rotonda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; or something, trying to decide which turn to take. so far, my life consists of work, work, and more work. as for my social life, it's thisclose to being kaput. hmm, i get to go jogging on tuesdays with tan and whoever is free from nacm. as for jek, they have soccer, then. also, by the time i finish work/ot and get there, they're half past tired. i used to have running sched during thursdays, too. during then, i go with my officemates, but lately i kept passing due to night activities. hopefully, i get to go this coming thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i miss pia. i miss habi peeps. guys, when do we get to go out? seriously, people... rescue me from work overload. hello?! it's not yet the end of the month and i already got 50 hours of OT under my name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-6880628672407380770?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/6880628672407380770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=6880628672407380770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/6880628672407380770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i need sleep so bad. i just want to curl up and have a long deep slumber. had two night activities last week, and another two this week. would have been a whole lot better if they had lasted til 6am, that way i wouldn't have to go to work the next day, but they didn't, so i had to be present the next working day. i love the work, but the load and timing sucks. seriously, why can't we hire one additional person? anyway, you make do with what you have... chugging on, chugging on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i want to leave. i desperately need a vacation. been saying this for the past year or so, i think. darn. need. to. make. this. happen. i need to get away, away from work, from the pressure, from the endless cycle of working life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;stress caught up with me this afternoon. i gave up, caved, and had dq's chocolate extreme and mcdonald's large fries. yum. felt a bit better afterward, but was/is still tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-2282640192852338022?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/2282640192852338022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=2282640192852338022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/2282640192852338022'/><link 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emo? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;been listening to "relevant" songs for the past 30 minutes already. by relevant, i'm pertaining to those songs he played and sang for me, songs i like, songs he likes, songs we both like... point being, i like having someone to miss. knowing he misses me too is the icing on the cake. ^_^ makes me look forward to the next time we'll see each other again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"missing someone gets easier every day because even though it's one day further from the last time you saw each other, it's one day closer to the next time you will."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;in the mean time, i get to have alone time, which is really quite relaxing if people at home could stop bugging me for about 5 seconds. i have bout 6 books in line. hopefully i'll get to finish one today. wonder if i could go swim tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;tomorrow's monday. i'm not exactly excited for work, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;tamang motivation lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;. i think i get to have my new-old laptop tomorrow. still having mixed feelings leaving my old desktop behind. but hey, i'm moving forward. will do formatting and installations tomorrow. back up stuff. please please please let the laptop have a decent dvd burner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;still pining for that shopping spree. patience is holding, i think. :) a month and a week more. i sure could use a pleasant surprise or something to break the monotony of everyday office life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;shout out to pia... pia! we gotta go out and do something, just not shopping yet. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-1911410717611107193?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/1911410717611107193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=1911410717611107193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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Activity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i missed this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;this time around, everything's better. :) for one thing, i don't have to worry too much about commuting alone to site at the dead of night. i'm safe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;only drag is that your body clock gets so messed up you can't think straight during the day... but hey, i get to spend more time with one special to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thing is, i'm being so selfish letting him do this for me. he needs his rest. so much more than i need my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the drowsiness threatens, what do you do? well, in my case tonight... i blog about nothing and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, i've been finding humor with having night activities simply because i'm almost always in win win situations. see, if he's on night duty, i get to work and spend time with him. if he's not, i still get to spend time with him right up to before i start my activity... (because he's sweet that way). if i'm not the one attending the activity, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ok pa rin&lt;/span&gt;. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my nightly savior for the past few activities... skittles. i'm back with the old addiction. skittles wild berry. yum! helps a bit in prolonging my otherwise below zero alertness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;concentrate. focus. stay awake and conscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooooo sleepy. kind of just babbling right now. every bone in my body's tired. i need to rest. i so so so so wish i could just go back to my safe place and sleep. but i can't. not yet. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, tonight's work ends 'round 5 or 6 so i'd have the rest of the day to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-7464692275170580516?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/7464692275170580516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=7464692275170580516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/7464692275170580516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/7464692275170580516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2010/01/night-activity.html' title='Night Activity'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-6246624769946289942</id><published>2010-01-10T14:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T14:39:22.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chalk One Up for Learning Something New</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;was able to edit my blog layout without knowing anything about html. am i cool or what?! hahaha, excuse the shallowness. i'm proud of myself. after half an hour of tinkering with this, i finally have a new downloaded-then-customized layout. yay, me! see facebook and multiply buttons? so cool. modified the colors a bit, too. see, green and pink look good together. cuteness!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached my learning quota for the day. next...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-6246624769946289942?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/6246624769946289942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=6246624769946289942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/6246624769946289942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/6246624769946289942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2010/01/chalk-one-up-for-learning-something-new.html' title='Chalk One Up for Learning Something New'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-3366668091705963931</id><published>2010-01-10T12:28:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T21:01:46.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Sunday for Crying Out Loud</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i really thought i'd be out like a light today. was up until 'round 4am this morning coz of dysmenorrhea and something else. woke up to my asshole of a brother raising hell on purpose. when i told him to shut the hell up... well didn't really, just made an annoyed sound kinda like zzzhhhshhh! then used my pillow to cover my head... anyway, when i did that, his response was "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;pakialam ko, tanghali na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;." ASSHOLE. nevermind that i was up 'til morning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;namimilipit sa sakit, lalo pa niya sinadya lakasan yung boses nya at nagsisisigaw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;damn. thinking bout all those times i was nice and let him sleep peacefully in the rat's place of a room we share, after his gimmicks with his friends... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hay, lech!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so, instead, i'm blogging my irritation out. it's called venting. i do believe it's healthy every once in a while. hey, shit happens. i'm just still having a hard time understanding why it keeps happening to me. probably coz of the many unfortunate people in the world, i'm the lucky one (insert sarcasm here) who gets to live with two of the biggest assholes in the universe. good God, what have i done to deserve this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ok, so it's a sunday, and i'm bored out of my skull trying to think of stuff to do. initially thought of putting together my long-time-planned-but-never-got-to-do-scrapbook. started friday. stopped and finally admitted i have no &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;artistic &lt;/span&gt;talent whatsoever... wait, scratch that, make it i have no talent whatsoever. geez. ran out of photopaper, and motivation. it'd be a whole lot cooler if i was doing the scrapbooking with someone who shares the same want to have memories. oh well, rockwell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hey, something good happened this start of the year, though. lookie what i got for the new year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/S0lcCGYc-DI/AAAAAAAAAE8/2XJwCsdX2So/s1600-h/ALIM0604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/S0lcCGYc-DI/AAAAAAAAAE8/2XJwCsdX2So/s320/ALIM0604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424968417287141426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;a word/promise kept and a love letter in one. got it january 5, 2010. cool. good start... great start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;moving on, i'm pining for a shopping spree yet again. what?! new year, ergo new wardrobe and new stuff. yeah, i know, lame. ok, fine then. i'm not shopping for any selfish thing until my birthday. happy? now, to actually find the patience and restraint to do that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hey, before that, i got valentine's day to look forward to. whoever said valentine's was only for couples was sadly mistaken. i'm single (but not available) and looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 shall rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-3366668091705963931?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/3366668091705963931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=3366668091705963931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/3366668091705963931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/3366668091705963931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-sunday-for-crying-out-loud.html' title='It&apos;s a Sunday for Crying Out Loud'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/S0lcCGYc-DI/AAAAAAAAAE8/2XJwCsdX2So/s72-c/ALIM0604.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-5287572357050679446</id><published>2009-12-28T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T23:46:33.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+1 Happy Memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;currently grateful for the cheesy lines &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;na bumebenta sakin kasi mababaw lang ang kaligayahan ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SzjSiPG9-OI/AAAAAAAAAEs/jw0YvMhyyOI/s1600-h/122809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SzjSiPG9-OI/AAAAAAAAAEs/jw0YvMhyyOI/s320/122809.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420313637153536226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sigh. sweetest of dreams tonight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-5287572357050679446?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/5287572357050679446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=5287572357050679446&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/5287572357050679446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/5287572357050679446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2009/12/1-happy-memory.html' title='+1 Happy Memory'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SzjSiPG9-OI/AAAAAAAAAEs/jw0YvMhyyOI/s72-c/122809.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-4517661627410092329</id><published>2009-12-26T22:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T23:24:15.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rollercoaster Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;for the lack of other stuff to blog about, and for the sake of hitting two birds with one stone, i'm ranting a bit again. and of course, updates!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;geez! a day after chirstmas and my mom's back to her old nagging self. never contented and never pleased, she's always always always like this. it irritates me so. as though nagging is her answer to everything... to boredom and dare i say it...? --to lack of fulfillment in/with life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;my christmas was a bit boring, as usual, but otherwise awesome! haha, strange, yes, i know. i mean, nothing unusual ever happens to our family christmas. as with every year, everyone's asleep by the time the clock strikes midnight. i'm the only one up. the reason being the fact that i really love greeting that special someone right at that 12 o'clock moment. it's real nice to start an occasion with a sweet conversation. so, other than the usual boring-slash-sleeping-and-non-existent-bonding of the family on christmas eve, my 2 hour conversation with him was terrific. this year's christmas wasn't perfect, but soon, the following christmases will hopefully be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;what i found weird was the proposal-but-not-really-one 'round the wee hours of morning. can't really blame him, but still got a bit pissed. waking me up halfway through a dreamless sleep didn't help either. hay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, i should mention... spent christmas in fontana. dec. 24-26, 2009. had cutie gap with me.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SzYqKZwOXdI/AAAAAAAAAEk/X-3Qvm0_i5k/s1600-h/ALIM0390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SzYqKZwOXdI/AAAAAAAAAEk/X-3Qvm0_i5k/s320/ALIM0390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419565559787183570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;got 3 days left in manila starting tomorrow, then off to hong kong i go. note to self: don't be a forgetful idiot again and bring the darn digicam charger. contemplating if gap gets to go with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-4517661627410092329?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/4517661627410092329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=4517661627410092329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/4517661627410092329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/4517661627410092329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2009/12/rollercoaster-christmas.html' title='Rollercoaster Christmas'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SzYqKZwOXdI/AAAAAAAAAEk/X-3Qvm0_i5k/s72-c/ALIM0390.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-2714151581363671726</id><published>2009-12-20T12:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T13:51:41.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;um, how do i start? first off, i guess this year's better simply coz i got to attend more parties than i did last year. i was allowed stay later than usual. downside... the horrors of stressing due to lack of sleep and constant baking of batches and batches of cookies. everything's worth it though. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;december 16, 2009, dmpi christmas party. the truth: it was boring more than half the time, but hey, i'm not complaining. still enjoyed myself. i know, i'm shallow. pics &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=3297342&amp;amp;id=709336269#/album.php?aid=133642&amp;amp;id=709336269"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. i think i got home around 1 or 2 in the morning. can't really remember right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;december 17, 2009, ericsson-dmpi christmas party. was not able to attend this. instead spent quality time... (yes, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sadyang bitin&lt;/span&gt;) and prepped 4 batches of cookie batter, baked 3. 2 batches for core and a batch for nacm. the last one for habi peeps. still slept late. by late, i mean morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;december 18, 2009, core networks christmas party. held at marilao, bulacan. kudos to the christmas party committee, especially to alex for planning and organizing the programs and presentations. would like to thank everyone for the "award" i got, too. (here it is... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang bigat ng binubuhat kong bangko... "&lt;/span&gt;most desirable queen") glad everyone loved the cookies. have uploaded pics, but too lazy to tag. see &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=3297342&amp;amp;id=709336269#/album.php?aid=133753&amp;amp;id=709336269"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. only part that sucked was the exchange of gifts. everyone was so busy with work that the wishlists came in late. as a result, we passed around P500 worth of GC and/or cash. T_T had a mini farewell for chad and ate nelle, too. not as teary as expected, but ok. left marilao at 1, got home around 2. slept at 3. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;december 19, 2009, woke up at 1pm, but pretty soon stress levels back at all time high. needed to wash clothes coz i'm about to run out. washing machine conked out. had to try and fix it... somehow did. simultaneously, i had to prep another 2 batches of cookie batter as ordered/requested by mama's hs classmate. also, in prep for habi christmas party, i had to bake the last batch of cookie batter made on the 17th... realized too late that lpg ran out. didn't know how to change to a new tank. too chicken to keep trying coz the gas kept leaking, and it makes this really loud and scary hissing sound. called jek to ask if i could bake at his house. jek's oven was a bit broken, but still usable. kinda had to estimate the temperature without any kind of measuring device, but hey, the cookies turned out ok. all's well. had a mini photo shoot c/o jek. was real &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maarte&lt;/span&gt; on my pic turn outs. hahaha. will have to wait for jek's uploads. anyway, got home, then had to bake the last 2 batters. real sweet of tan to stay up and wait for me to finish. especially since everything got done around quarter to 4. thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next agenda... rest. ^_^    &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/4179286619433753780-2714151581363671726?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/2714151581363671726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=2714151581363671726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/2714151581363671726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/2714151581363671726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-2009.html' title='Christmas 2009'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-584271128768108100</id><published>2009-12-13T09:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T10:49:13.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust Issues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;pressure from life. sigh, i feel so rushed. i don't really understand why. sure, i do want to settle down and live a quiet life with a family of my own, but hey, not right now! i mean, my target has always been 27 or 28. so, again, why do i feel pressured?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in God's time. i gotta have patience, faith... i gotta learn to let go and let Him take over. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaso &lt;/span&gt;control freak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nga ako e. &lt;/span&gt;i need to learn to trust Him with all my heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank Him for giving me *jacob*. he's wonderful in so many ways, and he makes me happy. we both got quirks, as everyone has, but somehow, i live with his and he lives with mine. i don't really believe in love at first sight, but somehow i always believed in that certain magic. i guess this is why i loved and still love fairy tales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my definition of love: as much as i can't and don't want to define it, really... here's my idea of it.&lt;br /&gt;love is a verb, not a noun... a constant and conscious effort and decision of wanting and doing what's best for someone without selfish motives. while on romantic levels, it may be attached to certain feelings of floating, happiness, and what not, it is not and will never be confined to just that. the giddiness, excitement, and cloud 9 experience may lessen or vanish, but if and when a person decides to love someone, everything would be worth it, just to spend the rest of life with him/her. love is not dependency. "i can live without you, but i don't want to."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. ^_^&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/4179286619433753780-584271128768108100?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/584271128768108100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=584271128768108100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/584271128768108100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/584271128768108100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2009/12/trust-issues.html' title='Trust Issues'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-7465365574699287785</id><published>2009-12-05T09:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T21:05:53.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Fun Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;achievements:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. completed my first fun run ever&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. ran 5k (even though shortest distance available was 2.5k)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. finished the 5k without walking (first time! i was only able to do 4k on my last 2 practice runs)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. finished at 39mins! (will have to wait for the official time tho... hopefully, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hindi ako namalikmata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;being the over-achiever that i am, when i heard that 3rd place for female-5k was 38mins (edit: akala ko lang 38mins, mali pala rinig ko... 36 pala), i wished i ran a bit faster. hahaha, but hey, this was no little feat. i had my heart on it. ^_^ (yes, with the additional/double meaning that would probably get my officemates teasing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411567549666106818" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SxnAA8PhHcI/AAAAAAAAADk/7UGdCnzHJo8/s320/ALIM0128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;see, i had the cutest shoes ever! black and pink. needless to say, i needed to have a bag that matched... so, see impulse buy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SxnA5K3zbYI/AAAAAAAAADs/X2dg4dtra-4/s1600-h/ALIM0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411568515665849730" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SxnA5K3zbYI/AAAAAAAAADs/X2dg4dtra-4/s320/ALIM0139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;nothing compares to today's sense of accomplishment. i looooveee it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;(edit: official results are in... i finished 10th. not bad. 1st placer finished in 32 mins.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 158px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412789959321748162" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/Sx4XyjEsgsI/AAAAAAAAAD0/CfoiYGS-vQo/s320/official+time.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-7465365574699287785?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/7465365574699287785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=7465365574699287785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/7465365574699287785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/7465365574699287785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-first-fun-run.html' title='My First Fun Run'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SxnAA8PhHcI/AAAAAAAAADk/7UGdCnzHJo8/s72-c/ALIM0128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-1050484972253311610</id><published>2009-11-29T08:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T08:59:09.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Found These Somewhere...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin: 0pt; font-size: 12px; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep... wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you're just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky his is to have you.... The one who turns to his friends and says, 'that's her.'”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin: 0pt; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“When you smiled you had my undivided attention. When you laughed you had my urge to laugh with you. When you cried you had my urge to hold you. When you said you loved me, you had my heart forever.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin: 0pt; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“I don't pretend to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell you what it is for me; love is knowing all about someone, and still wanting to be with them more than any other person, love is trusting them enough to tell them everything about yourself, including the things you might be ashamed of, love is feeling comfortable and safe with someone, but still getting weak knees when they walk into a room and smile at you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-1050484972253311610?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/1050484972253311610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=1050484972253311610&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/1050484972253311610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/1050484972253311610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2009/11/found-these-somewhere.html' title='Found These Somewhere...'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-8802730397832318710</id><published>2009-11-22T23:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T15:06:52.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SwlZUw5QdNI/AAAAAAAAAC0/RJ9S-A-xa6w/s1600/ALIM0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SwlZUw5QdNI/AAAAAAAAAC0/RJ9S-A-xa6w/s320/ALIM0106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406951040892302546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;everyone, meet Gap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;don't mind the date stamp. as usual, i forgot to set it prior to taking the shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;back to Gap... i swear, he's the cutest little thing ever! he's so adorable! i can almost hear him say "cowabunga, dude!" just like Squirt in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finding Nemo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;while am at it, finally took the time to take a bit of pics as promised &lt;a href="http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-sweet-escape.html"&gt;last shopping spree&lt;/a&gt;... still don't get A for effort though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;the 2 dresses... promise they look better on me than on the hangers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/Swlf6RWntBI/AAAAAAAAAC8/dBXYuYBGySc/s1600/ALIM0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/Swlf6RWntBI/AAAAAAAAAC8/dBXYuYBGySc/s320/ALIM0107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406958282330321938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SwlgLREI-MI/AAAAAAAAADE/bSpM7VN9BWY/s1600/ALIM0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SwlgLREI-MI/AAAAAAAAADE/bSpM7VN9BWY/s320/ALIM0108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406958574310586562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;the shoes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SwlgvZ8RuFI/AAAAAAAAADM/U2bz27MQq_k/s1600/ALIM0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SwlgvZ8RuFI/AAAAAAAAADM/U2bz27MQq_k/s320/ALIM0109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406959195168815186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i absolutely loooooove checkered stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;the disposable watches...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SwlhuMDNSAI/AAAAAAAAADU/t_3luqNR3JY/s1600/ALIM0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SwlhuMDNSAI/AAAAAAAAADU/t_3luqNR3JY/s320/ALIM0119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406960273771546626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SwliCYoQsdI/AAAAAAAAADc/7IjiVKKD0ao/s1600/ALIM0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SwliCYoQsdI/AAAAAAAAADc/7IjiVKKD0ao/s320/ALIM0120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406960620745568722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;the jacket's in the wash, mini speaker's tucked away somewhere, and i have no intention of showing the tube tops. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-8802730397832318710?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/8802730397832318710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=8802730397832318710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/8802730397832318710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/8802730397832318710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2009/11/welcome-home.html' title='Welcome Home'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SwlZUw5QdNI/AAAAAAAAAC0/RJ9S-A-xa6w/s72-c/ALIM0106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-7735989210771109060</id><published>2009-11-16T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T22:03:06.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sweet Escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ditched work today. good thing, too. both immediate superior and manager were absent. if i didn't have my leave today, i'd probably still be there at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo... after 5 hours of shopping, i ended up with the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;- a pair of shoes (checkered, of course)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;- 2 dresses (so cuuuuuuuute)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;- 2 tube tops (which from this day forth will be used as under garments only)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;- 2 watches (probably disposable)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;- a mini speaker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;- and a jacket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;not bad considering i didn't go over my 2k budget (this includes lunch for me and my brother, taxi, jeep, and bus fares)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;call me shallow, but hey, i'm happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;pictures to follow. too tired and lazy to take em now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-7735989210771109060?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/7735989210771109060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=7735989210771109060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/7735989210771109060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/7735989210771109060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-sweet-escape.html' title='My Sweet Escape'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-5042563789104691926</id><published>2009-11-15T18:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T00:20:38.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;little almost-weekend news before the actual weekend stuff... good news: i'm back with HLR. yeyness. i get to do what i love again and get to let go of the dreadful international services &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaplastikan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, onto the weekend madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warning: 2012 spoilers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;after several complications and mishaps, was finally able to watch 2012. it wasn't bad, but it wasn't spectacular either. so-so... kinda disappointed none of the main characters died. not really being a sadist, but hello?! end of the world here. and what's with the noah's ark theme? don't you guys read the bible? um, rainbow and promise of not using water for total annihilation again... seriously, people! and here i'm not even religious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;anyway, ongoing work through the weekend meant i was being contacted by people both via voice calls and sms. apologies to those whose calls i was not able to answer. hey, i don't get paid on weekends. i did get back to you, anyhoo. and that's only coz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;malakas kayo sakin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i spy with my little eye... lol, even after the efforts of avoiding paparazzi: spotted, 14" manhattan meat lovers yellow cab pizza and sola lemon on hand... so, nothing to do but wait for the deluge of gossip and banter tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;on other news&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;lunch was boring, lunch was not happening, lunch had plans, lunch was good, lunch was great, lunch was weird, lunch ended. hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i'm really liking this new chapter of my life. this time, i can't even hope to predict what happens on the next weekend. every once in a while, it's real good to have your world turned upside down and inside out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;congratulate me, i'm finally breaking out of the stagnation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-5042563789104691926?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/5042563789104691926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=5042563789104691926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/5042563789104691926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/5042563789104691926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2009/11/over-weekend.html' title='Over the Weekend'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-408955609975972343</id><published>2009-10-28T06:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T06:17:38.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;today is the day i'm fighting back. i have enough stress already and don't intend to accumulate more. so, today is gonna be a good day. (yes, just like a song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need some new songs for my player. am thinking Katy Perry's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one of the boys &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hot n cold&lt;/span&gt;. hmm, and some old ones, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope it rains a little. i miss the smell of rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-408955609975972343?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/408955609975972343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=408955609975972343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/408955609975972343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/408955609975972343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2009/10/enough.html' title='Enough'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-5726272991251938125</id><published>2009-10-25T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T10:49:30.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conceit and Ego Centricity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;this is when i talk about me, myself, and i. with no strings to hold me back, and is not required to make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;the thing is, i can't help but be complicated. i desperately need to control almost every aspect of life as i know it. at the same time, i love surprises, spontaneity, and just living in the moment. i'd say i'm a walking contradiction. i have a hard time trusting fate and believing that whatever happens, everything's going to be all right. in the same ironic way, i find comfort and pain in hoping.&lt;br /&gt;i always... always have expectations. of people, of friends, of loved ones, of the world. it's pretty selfish of me, i know, but i can't seem to stop having them. i realize also that my so-called non-existing patience has been there all along, just not utilized in all its potential. i have yet to decide whether or not i would.&lt;br /&gt;i need to have a plan. concrete ones. ALWAYS. i need everything in place. i need to have goals and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kailangan may patutunguhan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i'm selfish. i need to know i matter, i need to feel i'm important. not in the way that i'm always the center of attention. i don't care much for glory. i just want certain levels of recognition, loyalty, and importance.&lt;br /&gt;what's the difference between jealousy and envy? i think i'm one, but not both. which one is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inggit&lt;/span&gt; and which one's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;selos&lt;/span&gt;? i think i'm on the latter's category. over the years, i may have developed a strong sense of self worth, and i have realized the fact that i get to decide if i'm worth something or someone. i know i have to be treated right. this i have for my own. no one else can have it.&lt;br /&gt;i have yet to know when to draw the line. been best friends with denial for a long time, i've been her sibling --martyr.&lt;br /&gt;i'm evil. i try and i fail. i hurt people, people i love and people i hate. both innocent and guilty. it's the same over and over again. doesn't mean i'll stop trying to be a better person though... in the mean time, the only way not to get hurt is to stay away.&lt;br /&gt;love. i don't know how to love properly. if there is such.&lt;br /&gt;i can't seem to stop thinking. i don't know how to feel. and maybe i don't want to. i don't want to be vulnerable. i simply can't be vulnerable. (the difference between &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;may&lt;/span&gt;. and i'm intentionally using &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;can't&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so darn &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SELFISH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-5726272991251938125?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/5726272991251938125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=5726272991251938125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/5726272991251938125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/5726272991251938125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2009/10/conceit-and-ego-centricity.html' title='Conceit and Ego Centricity'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-7307115507316611435</id><published>2009-10-22T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T22:49:46.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i'm cursing... heavily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4179286619433753780-7307115507316611435?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/7307115507316611435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=7307115507316611435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/7307115507316611435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/7307115507316611435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2009/10/one.html' title='One'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-6208869766672087663</id><published>2009-10-17T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T14:29:14.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Banned</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so i'm temporarily banned from anything HLR related.&lt;br /&gt;darn it.&lt;br /&gt;i love doing HLR stuff. i love my work. It's some of the people i interface with that i hate. particularly the retarded ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bit of a background. i, together with my immediate superior, let's call him "ass" for assistant manager, no pun intended, i think... we're what we call a super team. we're the team that get things done. technically, our job covers anything and everything subscriber data related. equipment wise, we handle the HLRs. lately though, we've been handling additional projects of sorts for one or both reasons: 1. the designated team is... to put it bluntly, incompetent. and/or 2. the vp's power trippin'. anyway, we still accomplish quality work.&lt;br /&gt;this week, our manager's attention was called due to stagnating roaming project&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;. so we had a meeting and lo and behold... vp: "i'm temporarily transferring jacq and emo guy to international services. they will report directly to manager. jacq will solely do international services planning work. emo guy will do the same but on top of his existing work. to help ass with the work, swimmer chic will assist. original roaming/international services team will continue to do engineering and implementation, but jacq and emo guy will do the planning. clear?" good thing emo guy's great to work with. he's not scatterbrained and he's pretty competent himself. downside? person from original roaming team, yaya (disclaimer: i'm not the one who called her this) is an asshole, and that's not only according to me.&lt;br /&gt;so there. for the time being, i can't do anything under HLR. got reprimanded already thrice for issuing work orders. hehe. faced with a new challenge.&lt;br /&gt;not 10 minutes into the new job, i got this email from yaya. she's basically ordering us (me &amp;amp; emo guy) to issue and have an access pass approved for the site survey. wow. 1. as i recall, "they will report directly to manager" was mentioned in the meeting. and 2. last time i checked, issuing the access pass was still engineering work. feeling boss much? anyways, we let it pass and i do the access pass as well as the site survey.&lt;br /&gt;site survey was done with um... i'm running out of names here. lemme see... for the lack of imagination --tall guy. anyhoo, on the way to site, we shared insights. tall guy confirmed yaya being the epitome of an asshole. so that's all our department's girls, except one, plus 4 guys. all confirmed on actually hating her guts. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa lagay na yan, wala pa siyang 6 months sa office&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;good luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of the venting. i'm hungry. again.&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/4179286619433753780-6208869766672087663?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/6208869766672087663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=6208869766672087663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/6208869766672087663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/6208869766672087663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2009/10/banned.html' title='Banned'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-317879766169631308</id><published>2009-10-10T10:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T22:27:04.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of Aches and Pains</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tried jogging. new sport? hobby? torture? half walked and half jogged my way round 7 laps of ultra's track last tuesday, october 6. ok, 2/3 walked. then on october 8, not wanting to break what i was able to start, i planned on jogging again. unfortunately, power outages confined me to jog in the comfort of my home instead. today, i tried again. that's three days now. i wonder how long i will be able to keep this up. lower body aches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom got her lumpectomy (?) operation yesterday. if i had patience and saw the point of a twitter account, it would probably look like this:&lt;br /&gt;october 9, 2009&lt;br /&gt;2am - just finished reformatting &amp;amp; reinstalling stuff on our dektop pc. ready to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;6am - woke up early to accompany parents to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;645am - left the house.&lt;br /&gt;803am - hate the makati traffic. arrived at makati med. accompanied mom to have dyes injected.&lt;br /&gt;830am - had seattle's best hot chocolate and chicken pie. *yum*&lt;br /&gt;945am - accompanied mom to OR.&lt;br /&gt;1010am - mom got prepped. waited outside.&lt;br /&gt;1030am - dad got coffee. can't piss coz nurse might come out looking for us and/or mom might need something.&lt;br /&gt;1045am - dad still not back from coffee break. really need to go pee.&lt;br /&gt;1050am - waiting area really really cold. want. pee. now.&lt;br /&gt;1055am - dad finally back. gotta go pee.&lt;br /&gt;1120am - dad inquires with OR. operation has started.&lt;br /&gt;1130am - dad needs to go and "survey" parking area and check if car's park lights were left on. (probably an excuse to smoke)&lt;br /&gt;1145am - so cold. have my jacket on already. gotta pee again. dad's not back yet. can't pee.&lt;br /&gt;1200nn - dad got back. visited the restroom again.&lt;br /&gt;1215pm - dad inquired with OR again. operation ongoing.&lt;br /&gt;1220pm - dad went to "survey" restaurants and/or where we can have lunch.&lt;br /&gt;1230pm - getting hungry. and sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;1245pm - some random family's population (also waiting in the area) getting bigger.&lt;br /&gt;1pm - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lola&lt;/span&gt; from said family already invading my personal space on the seats.&lt;br /&gt;115pm - hungry and grumpy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lola&lt;/span&gt;'s space invasion increases. feet now raised on seat. *ew*&lt;br /&gt;120pm - family evolves to a baranggay.&lt;br /&gt;130pm - 3 seater accommodates a lola, a guy, a chubby lady, and me. dad decides to go get lunch for us. mcdo take out it is.&lt;br /&gt;1:32pm - chicken burger, large fries, and regular orange juice, please.&lt;br /&gt;1:50pm - got chicken burger, regular fries, and large orange juice instead. left to pee. again.&lt;br /&gt;2pm - OR: operation still ongoing.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;jacq curses and abandons twitter. patience ends here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, mentioned family increased exponentially in population. by the way, patient they were visiting and waiting for just had a torn stitch on his leg. personal space left: 10% of 3-seater. noise increases to xx db, failed to hear nurse's announcements. got pissed. thisclose to throwing a fit. mom's operation ended at 3pm. had to let her sleep for a while. in the mean time, we processed the bills. she had a pathologist, anesthesiologist, and the oncologist. one of the three had a doctor's fee twice the OR dues. the other had half the OR dues. and one had 1/8. (sounds like a math problem gone bad) everything totaled to more than 150k. God help us. well, most important thing's mom's better. the verdict was a good news of stage 1 breast cancer which hadn't affected the surrounding lymph nodes. she would still have to do the radiation and maybe the chemo though. i'm temporarily playing nurse. had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;merienda&lt;/span&gt; with dad's lady boss. food was eh... ok. then went on home. phone battery died. passed by little store to buy more food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home... a new story altogether.&lt;br /&gt;main door's dead bolt jammed. keys were rendered useless. the bolt simply didn't want to turn. triple checked if we were trying to open the right door/unit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mom's sister and our cousin came to see how mom was doing. waited with us outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; finally had to call in a locksmith to force it open. dad bought new bolt to replace it. additional expenses. kaching kaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all's well that ends well. for now.&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/4179286619433753780-317879766169631308?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/317879766169631308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=317879766169631308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/317879766169631308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/317879766169631308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2009/10/of-aches-and-pains.html' title='of Aches and Pains'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-560751026895652896</id><published>2009-10-03T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T11:50:45.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ups and Downs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;aftermath of ondoy was depressing... thank God pepeng's (slaps on the face to perverted people for this) course was diverted and its intensity decreased.&lt;br /&gt;these typhoons are so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama's results came back positive. as per the doctors, the stage cannot be confirmed until after the surgery wherein they would be removing the cyst. she has two options: 1. to remove just the part affected, or 2. to remove the whole breast. i think we're opting for the removal of the whole thing to lessen the chances of the cancer coming back. no schedule for the operation yet. the typhoon isn't helping either. elli's not cooperating, and needs to be fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad dinner with friends got canceled. was really looking forward to it. missing people. missing them. missing my social life. missing a life. geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's nice when you get to just talk to people. no definite topic, no definite points of conversations. you just... talk. it's amazing how much you learn from them, how much you start to know them, their personality, their attitude towards life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;logan echolls:&lt;br /&gt;he's fiercely loyal, witty as hell, and pretty much awesome in every way. to quote veronica, he's "ownage". sure, he used to arrange bum fights and screw his friend's stepmother, but when you think about it... he's had the most f'd up life ever (gf brutally murdered, dad arrested for sleeping with and/or killing said gf, mom commits suicide, etc.) yet he still manages to love with his whole heart. (as quoted &lt;a href="http://moonlightfan.blogspot.com/2008/03/alex-oloughlin-jason-dohring-on-ews-tv.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://moonlightfan.blogspot.com/2008/03/alex-oloughlin-jason-dohring-on-ews-tv.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i miss watching veronica mars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4179286619433753780-560751026895652896?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/560751026895652896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=560751026895652896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/560751026895652896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/560751026895652896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2009/10/ups-and-downs.html' title='Ups and Downs'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-7502742523354121106</id><published>2009-09-20T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T23:49:12.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Distractions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;update: the failed quest resulted instead to chocolates, chocolates, and more chocolates, as mentioned &lt;a href="http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-quest-continues.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;dark chocolate covered almonds + andes chocolate mints = bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SrZLg2XMusI/AAAAAAAAACM/My925KGl0gs/s1600-h/ALIM0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SrZLg2XMusI/AAAAAAAAACM/My925KGl0gs/s320/ALIM0086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383573432288721602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;on a similar note, due to the inevitable, accumulated stress lately, Melvin actually gave in and accompanied me in my long overdue shopping therapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SrZMBC3rQHI/AAAAAAAAACU/OlI-cz23fK4/s1600-h/ALIM0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SrZMBC3rQHI/AAAAAAAAACU/OlI-cz23fK4/s320/ALIM0101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383573985401978994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SrZMWkZnY0I/AAAAAAAAACc/KxW_Iho6ai8/s1600-h/ALIM0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SrZMWkZnY0I/AAAAAAAAACc/KxW_Iho6ai8/s320/ALIM0096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383574355179955010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i so love the fact that yoshii fits in the bag with or without his pouch! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4179286619433753780-7502742523354121106?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/7502742523354121106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=7502742523354121106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/7502742523354121106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/7502742523354121106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2009/09/update-failed-quest-resulted-instead-to.html' title='Distractions'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cvei0_CjaZA/SrZLg2XMusI/AAAAAAAAACM/My925KGl0gs/s72-c/ALIM0086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4179286619433753780.post-1891413779764206429</id><published>2009-09-17T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T21:03:52.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Limbo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="hw"&gt;limbo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="runseg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Noun&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;in limbo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; not knowing the result or next stage of something and powerless to influence it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;found out my mom's got three cysts on her breasts. two on the left and one on the right. she's real scared about it. especially since our family's got a history. her mom had breast cancer, so did her cousin. i think some other relative had it too. we still don't know whether or not the masses she has are cancerous. hopefully we'll know soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't decided on an emotion yet. confused and stuck in limbo at the moment. my mom's positively scared though. hope her check up tomorrow renders good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly the quest for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; bag seems... blah. the quest ends here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4179286619433753780-1891413779764206429?l=c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/feeds/1891413779764206429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4179286619433753780&amp;postID=1891413779764206429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/1891413779764206429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4179286619433753780/posts/default/1891413779764206429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0mpl1c8ted.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-limbo.html' title='In Limbo'/><author><name>jacq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15371531861231219936</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/-PI14t_DVV80/Tninwt3W6AI/AAAAAAAAARE/01vQqKr7KYw/s220/jacq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
