<?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-8099274</id><updated>2011-11-22T18:54:30.336+08:00</updated><category term='lose weight'/><category term='travel'/><category term='victory'/><category term='with loved one'/><category term='office'/><category term='make-up'/><category term='excited'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='weight loss'/><category term='discipline'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='fun'/><category term='ramblings'/><category term='with friends'/><category term='roadmap'/><title type='text'>It's all about Pink!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-4873839929626721945</id><published>2011-11-07T18:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T18:02:24.880+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excited'/><title type='text'>Hotel...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;And yes, I'm eyeing this particular Hotel. I'll probably book a room around 2nd week of Nov, once everything's confirmed. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cosmomongkok.com.hk/en/home/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;http://www.cosmomongkok.com.hk/en/home/&lt;/span&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/8099274-4873839929626721945?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/4873839929626721945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=4873839929626721945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/4873839929626721945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/4873839929626721945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2011/11/hotel.html' title='Hotel...'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-8354133969754094366</id><published>2011-11-06T11:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T11:36:27.777+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roadmap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='make-up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><title type='text'>During a Typical Day at the Office</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Just as we were packing up to leave the office for home (or off to somewhere to spend the start of the weekend), here's a funny and touching scene about my personal roadmap - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Mommy Joy (my make-up mentor): Pia, &lt;i&gt;ang payat mo na! Nag-mamaarte ka na.&lt;/i&gt; [She said this with a smile on her face.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Me: Of course! And &lt;i&gt;nagsimula 'to sa pag&lt;/i&gt; make-up [last 2009]. &lt;i&gt;Ngayon, nagpapapayat naman ako&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Mommy Joy: &lt;i&gt;Onga e, hindi mo nga ako pinansin 'nun nung sinabi kong &lt;/i&gt;next step &lt;i&gt;naman ang magpapayat&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Me: Ah, really? Haha. &lt;i&gt;Cyempre hindi ko na un narinig. &lt;/i&gt;Or &lt;i&gt;kinalimutan ko.&lt;/i&gt; [With a grin on my face]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;So, &lt;i&gt;ano kaya ang next sa roadmap ko&lt;/i&gt;? Hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Mommy Joy: &lt;i&gt;E 'di mag&lt;/i&gt; dress &lt;i&gt;ka&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Me: &lt;i&gt;Bukod dun&lt;/i&gt;? &lt;i&gt;Kasama kasi yun sa &lt;/i&gt;roadmap &lt;i&gt;e&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Matet (a colleague listening to our discussion): After &lt;i&gt;'nun&lt;/i&gt;, certified &lt;i&gt;Bakla ka na&lt;/i&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;A round of laughter follows. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&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/8099274-8354133969754094366?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/8354133969754094366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=8354133969754094366' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/8354133969754094366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/8354133969754094366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2011/11/during-typical-day-at-office.html' title='During a Typical Day at the Office'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-6470975350678155484</id><published>2011-09-25T22:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T22:48:30.065+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lose weight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='victory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discipline'/><title type='text'>Project Runway</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Losing weight is a victory in itself. I am happy with how I have instilled the discipline to watch what I eat, cut down on how much I ingest, and inject physical activities into my weekdays. It has taken me a lot of will and courage to change my lifestyle, but it's not futile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;My efforts have all been worth it. Of course, the 23 pounds would say it all. Add on the boost coming from people congratulating me for a job well done and not to mention the self-confidence meter slowly gearing up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;But of course, it doesn't stop there. Losing weight meant clothes are suddenly becoming baggy. My blouses suddenly look too big for me. Previously could-barely-be-buttoned-up-pants start to look like they're pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Next thing I knew, I was rushing to the seamstress every week just to have my clothes mended (of course, in batches). Blouses had to be cut a bit to show off the curves. Pants had to be constricted for them not to look like home clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;And that's when Project Runway was born. I knew this was my chance to revitalize my wardrobe. Of course, this is the perfect opportunity to do just that! And though it meant spending a lot on clothes, it is very welcome and encouraged. Because I'm gonna be spending on smaller-sized clothes this time, not the other way around! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Who am I to let that opportunity slip by? Of course I won't! And that I made sure just as I went on a shopping spree a couple of weeks ago, buying several clothes at a time, trying on as many as I want. Yes, it hurt my pockets a bit, but I didn't mind at all. Just finding out I was two sizes smaller more than compensated for how much I spent!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;And just today, I went ahead and bought three pairs of jeans. These are a bit more expensive than blouses, but the happiness it gave me just by knowing I am three sizes smaller is incomparable and definitely priceless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Now, it doesn't end here. This is a journey which I intend to stretch on a bit further and I am ready for how it would be in the next few weeks. In fact, I am excited to see where I could bring myself to in the next few months. :)&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/8099274-6470975350678155484?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/6470975350678155484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=6470975350678155484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/6470975350678155484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/6470975350678155484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2011/09/project-runway.html' title='Project Runway'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-2306085915497151617</id><published>2011-09-25T22:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T22:21:57.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How come we never get contented?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Yes, we don't ever get contented. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;We pray and ask God for something, then say that if He gives us what we ask for, we will be happy and we will do anything just to have that. And then He grants our prayers. We become happy for the moment. The moment may last a few minutes, a few hours, a few days, or maybe even weeks; when we feel like it, stretches to even months. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;But it doesn't last for too long. And that baffles me. That frustrates me - how I know that I have to be contented and happy for what has been given to me yet feel that for just a fleeting moment. Next thing I know, I'm searching for something else again. Even as I pour out these thoughts now, I know I have to be contented, and yet I'm not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Seriously, it's easier said than done. Better to start somewhere; just focus on what I have and be happy at the moment. Stop projecting. Live in the moment. Don't project and worry. It won't get me anywhere.&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/8099274-2306085915497151617?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/2306085915497151617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=2306085915497151617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/2306085915497151617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/2306085915497151617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2011/09/how-come-we-never-get-contented.html' title='How come we never get contented?'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-2688934965260984700</id><published>2011-09-17T20:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T20:58:42.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a feat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I'm two sizes smaller and twenty three pounds lighter! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099274-2688934965260984700?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/2688934965260984700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=2688934965260984700' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/2688934965260984700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/2688934965260984700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-feat.html' title='It&apos;s a feat!'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-581043706428273585</id><published>2010-04-01T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T22:08:32.162+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='with loved one'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='with friends'/><title type='text'>2010's the year of travel!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My year's totally packed with travels, fun! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mar 3 - 6: &lt;b&gt;Coron, Palawan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;- with Alvin and Office friends Jo Jose, Claire Pinon, Cherrie Mae Ilagan, Mario Santos, Tina Castro, Van Vargas, Lucy Mendoza, Janet Custodio, Kat Macabeo and boyfriend Mark Forroda, Lyn Lim, and Mara Flora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Apr 30 - May 3: &lt;b&gt;Benguet, Sagada, &amp;amp; Baguio&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Tentatively with Alvin and Office friends. Will keep you posted on who actually goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Aug 25 - 30: &lt;b&gt;Taiwan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- with Rosellen Yao, Joanna Lau, and her boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nov 12 - 14: &lt;b&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- with Alvin! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So far, these are my personal travels scheduled. Hope there will be more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;For now, I'm super excited for the Benguet, Sagada, and Baguio trip. Woohoo!&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/8099274-581043706428273585?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/581043706428273585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=581043706428273585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/581043706428273585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/581043706428273585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2010/04/2010s-year-of-travel.html' title='2010&apos;s the year of travel!'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-8558054031493146544</id><published>2010-04-01T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T21:56:59.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099274-8558054031493146544?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/8558054031493146544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>passing time at an internet shop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;funny. never thought I'd do this, but I am passing time at an internet shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why? well, simply because we'll be picked up around 8:30pm and it's only 8pm now. it won't be wise to go back home, so better spend it here instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anywho, I am happy for our dinner. had Crabs, Soy Chicken, Yang Chow rice, and Fish Lip soup. yumyum! :)&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/8099274-8209019481540068080?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/8209019481540068080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-500664554808285385</id><published>2010-01-01T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T13:41:28.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's 2010!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Happy new year! :D&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/8099274-500664554808285385?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/500664554808285385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-5100824691133214274</id><published>2009-12-30T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T00:44:20.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enchanted kingdom today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;just got back from enchanted kingdom. super uber tired! gosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;arrived there at 3pm, lined up for tickets for almost an hour and got in to a very jam-packed EK...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;there were so many people, on a tuesday! who would have thought that there are a lot of employees on leave on december 29th?! oh well, the rides' queue were so long it would take at least 40 minutes just for one to experience a ride. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;all we wanted was to get to ride the space shuttle and rio grande, but never got the chance to... *sigh*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but it was a great night, we spent the day with family so we just enjoyed what time we had together. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;note to self: next time, don't go to EK during peak season.&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/8099274-5100824691133214274?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/5100824691133214274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=5100824691133214274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/5100824691133214274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/5100824691133214274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2009/12/enchanted-kingdom-today.html' title='enchanted kingdom today...'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-4258198075904156015</id><published>2009-12-28T23:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T23:39:53.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i looove my bag!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjRELISN0I/AAAAAAAAAC0/YuEP2-pvHiM/s1600-h/IMG_1959+compressed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjRELISN0I/AAAAAAAAAC0/YuEP2-pvHiM/s320/IMG_1959+compressed.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420312021177612098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjQORM6swI/AAAAAAAAACk/Z4oDRo4rdz0/s1600-h/IMG_1957+compressed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjQORM6swI/AAAAAAAAACk/Z4oDRo4rdz0/s320/IMG_1957+compressed.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420311095094719234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjQOBJZ8zI/AAAAAAAAACc/D950VTDbEZI/s1600-h/IMG_1956+compressed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/4258198075904156015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-looove-my-bag.html' title='i looove my bag!'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjRELISN0I/AAAAAAAAAC0/YuEP2-pvHiM/s72-c/IMG_1959+compressed.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-121481644274341949</id><published>2009-12-28T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T23:09:28.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enchanted tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i hope we really get to go to enchanted tomorrow, as planned. i'm so so looking forward to spending a day outside, not facebooking. :)&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/8099274-121481644274341949?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/121481644274341949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=121481644274341949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/121481644274341949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/121481644274341949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2009/12/enchanted-tomorrow.html' title='enchanted tomorrow!'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-4878790223416538517</id><published>2009-12-28T22:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T23:01:11.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my new ADORABLE keychain!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjGVIFfRVI/AAAAAAAAACU/Dm8VMFJg_MU/s1600-h/IMG_1877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjGVIFfRVI/AAAAAAAAACU/Dm8VMFJg_MU/s320/IMG_1877.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420300217790448978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;just wanted to show my new lovely keychain, which i bought last weekend :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i saw this the first time around 2 months ago, but stopped myself from buying it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;and last week, it suddenly crossed my mind. i decided to buy it, on the premise that it's still at the store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;to my surprise, this was the last piece! so i automatically bought it! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt; happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*picture taken by my official photographer - Alvin Bayani&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/8099274-4878790223416538517?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/4878790223416538517/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-8099274.post-9198066874835822983</id><published>2009-12-28T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T22:47:11.569+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>after x years, a revival</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;been quite a while since i last posted an entry here. should i say that i just lost interest updating it? or should i say that i got busy and so caught up in my own world that i lost track? maybe it's both, or a play of several factors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;anyway, it's just a matter of writing again and reviving this blog that will start the habit again. so i'm starting now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;what do i have to say? well, i'm bored. i have a lot of time in my hands that i don't know how to spend it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;today, these are the things i did:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1. woke up around 9am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2. ate breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3. fb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;4. fb some more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;5. took a bath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;6. back to fb-ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;7. ate lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;8. played bejeweled at fb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;9. and now, blogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;you can just imagine how much time i spent on each of the activities and you'll figure out where most of my time went to - fb-ing. all because i have so much time to spare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i don't know if having so much time is a good idea. all year long, i've been waiting for this long vacation to come around. all year long, while i was so immersed at work and stressed out with all that i've been doing, i had this at the back of my mind. that i'd have a long time to spend on my own, outside of work, and i'd be able to relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;well, i'm not complaining. i've enjoyed the past few days of my leave, going shopping, sleeping in, fb-ing, and what have you. i'm grateful for the time that i have to spend on my own and think about everything else except for work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but i guess, there's a cap to it. as the saying goes, everything should be in moderation. when taken in excess, it's bad for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the question is, what is moderation? in this particular case, is 2 weeks just the right amount of time for one's vacation leave? i know i don't wanna go back to work just yet. but there's nothing i have to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;well, i have a few more days to spend - 6 days to be exact. i guess i'll have to just live by the day and enjoy what i have. tomorrow, i know, will be a better day, because i'll be going somewhere so i won't be bummed out! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&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/8099274-9198066874835822983?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-116713628301218795</id><published>2006-12-26T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T20:31:23.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm 20% nerd. haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[x]you wear/own a pair of glasses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[ ] you've played some sort of video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;game 5 hours straight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[ ] you have GI Joes or toy dinosaurs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[ ] you pack your lunch to school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[x] reading books is fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;total = 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[ ] you go to the library to "hang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;out"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[x] you've corrected people's grammar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[x] maths class rocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[x] you've told someone a joke and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;nobody laughed..haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;total = 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[ ] you like eating chinese food with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;chopsticks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[ ] you've won the spelling bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[ ] girls/boys have cooties!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[x] you've watched t.v for 4 hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;straight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[ ] sports are just not my thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;total =1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[ ] you have/had a pet tarantula,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;snake, and/or lizard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[ ] you cried because you got an F on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[x] your homework is ALWAYS turned in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;on time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[ ] your NEVER late for class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[ ] spiderman is the coolest superhero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;EVER!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;total: 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[ ] you've corrected the teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[ ] you want to be a doctor or surgeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;when you grow up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[ ] you have a napolean dynamite t-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[x] you always have a pen or pencil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;for class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[x] you're an honor student&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;total = 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[ ] you've never cheated on a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;test/quiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[ ] I dont care about my looks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[ ] you're in band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[x] you've tripped and fallen in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hallway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[ ] spiders and bugs are way cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;total =1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ADD THEM ALL UP AND MULTIPLY BY 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;then post "im **% nerd"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;**=ur score &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/8099274-116713628301218795?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/116713628301218795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=116713628301218795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/116713628301218795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/116713628301218795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-20-nerd-haha.html' title='I&apos;m 20% nerd. haha'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-116710384905767578</id><published>2006-12-26T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T11:30:49.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>survey during christmas break</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;anong huling kinanin mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~~~ beef wanton noodles from chowking for dinner last night and then leche flan for dessert when i got home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ano/cno ang katabi mo matulog mamaya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~~~ wala. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;may porn ba sa pc mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~~~ none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;anong huling bagay ang pinagkagastusan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;mo? magkano?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~~~ bagay? for myself? a Nike polo shirt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;saan ka tumatambay at ginagawa mo pag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;nageemote ka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~~~ kung nasan man ako ng mga panahon na yon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;mahilig ka ba gumawa at magbigay ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sulat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~~~ just when the occasion calls for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;anong laruan ang pinakapaborito mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;nung bata ka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~~~ hmm.. i forgot na, but i think Atari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sikat ka ba sa skul?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~~~before? i wouldn't call it sikat, but i knew a lot of people and were friends with most of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;saan mo balak pumunta bukas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~~~ sa office, back to work after the christmas break, and budget presentation pa nga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;naghuhugas ka ba ng plato?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~~~ sometimes, kung walang maghuhugas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;nagdidilig ng mga halaman?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~~~ i used to, but now someone else's assigned to do it na, so hindi na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;huling kanta na pinakinggan mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~~~ Moments by Westlife. that was the last song played by my ITunes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;may naging bisita ka ba dis week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~~~ bisita? i don't know if Alvin is called "bisita," but if he's considered to be one, then cya nga. kung hindi, wala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;nakikipagtalo ka ba sa drayber ng jip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;pag di k sinuklian?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~~~ no, kung 50cents lang un, no need na. but if it's worth more than that, i just tell him that he still owes  me change. by then, he'll give me my change, no arguments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sumasakay ka ba ng MRT/LRT? gaano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;kadalas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~~~ MRT and LRT, both. just sometimes, when i'm not tamad. coz when i am, i just take the cab (which happens more often).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sembreak na,magkano naipon mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~~~ i don't know what the relation of "sembreak" is to "ipon."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ilang programs ang nasa pc mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~~~ programs? i dunno, i don't count. quite a few, i must say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;wireless ba ang landline nyo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~~~ landline? wireless? parang mali ata un. "line" na nga tapos "wireless"? but then, we have a wireless phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;may doorbell ba kayo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~~~ yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;cno ang huling nanlibre sayo? ano un?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~~~ ah, si alvin. we ate dinner last night sa chowking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;cnong prof ang huli mong nakita?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~~ prof? i don't remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;cno ang kilala mo na pinaka matagal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;maligo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~~~ tita ko, she takes about an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;anong inorder mo nung huling kumain ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sa labas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~~~ beef wanton noodles and pineapple juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;anong bagay na naiisip mo na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;nakapagpapaalala sa isang tao? cno ito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~~~ CDs - alvin. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ilan ang sinturon mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~~~ 1 lang, but i don't use it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;nauubos mo ba ang isang sachet ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;shampoo sa isang liguan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~~~ yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&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/8099274-116710384905767578?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/116710384905767578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=116710384905767578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/116710384905767578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/116710384905767578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2006/12/survey-during-christmas-break.html' title='survey during christmas break'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-113575882819523248</id><published>2005-12-28T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T16:34:02.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>very true!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #999999" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;He is a Man&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/isheaboyoramanquiz/man.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You have yourself a perfect gentleman and a total keeperYour guy almost always acts appropriatelyHe's probably even very upstanding when you're not aroundThere's no boy left in your boyfriend - he's all man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Is&lt;/a&gt; He A Boy or a Man?&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/8099274-113575882819523248?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/113575882819523248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=113575882819523248' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/113575882819523248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/113575882819523248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2005/12/very-true.html' title='very true!'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-113575437774833399</id><published>2005-12-28T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T15:20:08.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #f88b8b" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 30% Boyish and 70% Girlish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#a7ceff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Even if you're not a girl, you're very feminine.You're in touch with your feelings, and your heart rules you.A bit of a emotional roller coaster, one moment you're up and the next you're down.But no matter what, you try to be as cute and perky as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Boyish or Girlish Are You?&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/8099274-113575437774833399?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/113575437774833399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=113575437774833399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/113575437774833399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/113575437774833399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2005/12/you-are-30-boyish-and-70-girlisheven.html' title=''/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-113575239692658142</id><published>2005-12-28T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T14:47:14.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eee9e9" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your partner is patient and never willing to give up on you.&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are optimistic and happy.&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is traditional. Without saying anything, both of you communicate with your hearts.&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something that will confine you. You are afraid of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Are The Keys To Your Heart?&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/8099274-113575239692658142?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/113575239692658142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=113575239692658142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/113575239692658142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/113575239692658142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2005/12/keys-to-your-heartyou-are-attracted-to.html' title=''/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-112132624930206564</id><published>2005-07-14T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T15:30:49.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Somewhat Honest&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do tend to tell the truth a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you also stretch the truth on occasion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You figure a little lie isn't a big deal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as it doesn't hurt anyone too much!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howhonestareyouquiz/"&gt;How Honest Are You?&lt;/a&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/8099274-112132624930206564?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/112132624930206564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=112132624930206564' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/112132624930206564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/112132624930206564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2005/07/you-are-somewhat-honest-you-do-tend-to.html' title=''/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-112132609770373843</id><published>2005-07-14T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T15:28:17.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="400" align="center" border="1" border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#66CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 25 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:+6;color:#0000CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  25  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&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/8099274-112132609770373843?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/112132609770373843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=112132609770373843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/112132609770373843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/112132609770373843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2005/07/you-are-25-years-old-25-under-12-you.html' title=''/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-112091266644755167</id><published>2005-07-09T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T20:37:46.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm so bored that I'm willing to take the time to answer this survey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;1. whose picture is it that you keep in your wallet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; mine. (alvin doesn't have a wallet sized pic, so I couldn't put his there.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2. what time do you go to bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; 12mn usually. earliest at 11pm and latest at 2am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;3. what was the last thing you did before filling this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;survey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; looking through friendster bulletin, so that I could have a survey to fill up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;4. who's the one you always meet the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; meet the most? my co-workers. I see them 5 days a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;5. who's the person you're gonna call if you need help?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; depends on what kind of help I need, but most of the time I call up alvin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;6. what's on your mind just now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; alvin (isn't it obvious?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;7. who's number on your speed dials?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; just one (guess who)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;8.with whom do you wanna be to have fun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; friends and alvin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;9. what's your latest movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; ha. mr and mrs smith. I wanna watch another movie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;10. when was the last time you went out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;  went out? last Sunday with my family. we went to Rockwell (we simply window shopped coz I couldn't afford to shop there. I was able to buy a few things though.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;11. what do you hate the most for now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; boredom. damn. I should've borrowed a book from dots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;12. when was the first time you slept alone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; first time I slept alone? 1st year college, the day before our ORSEM (Orientation Seminar for those who don't know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;13. what do you wanna do for now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; anything just to keep me occupied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;14. what do you do for everyday besides eat and sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; do a LOT of number crunching at the office (that translates to sitting in front of the PC, then st staring at the numbers, trying to figure out how to go about the analysis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;15. what things could piss you off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; well, let me see... rudeness, boredom, insensitive people... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;16. fave pet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; cats (but I haven't had a pet for the longest time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;17. colors that make you happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;18. most fave thing in your room?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; my big, pink pillow with mickey mouse prints on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;19. what was the last thing you bought for your room?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; cordless phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;20. any instruments in your room?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; instruments? I have my own radio, cordless phone, lampshade, cellphone, and my other stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;21. do you cook?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; sometimes, if nobody's available to cook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;22. miss someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; right now? yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;23. plan to buy something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; hmm... nothing specific in mind right now, but I know I'll be having a few in the list in a few weeks' time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;24. are you satisfied with your life now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; I am, very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;25.do you like seafood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; very much. I could stay up all day just eating seafoods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;26. breakfast or dinner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; I like dinner better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;27. what do you usually eat for breakfast?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; pandesal with magnolia gold salted butter, plus black coffee (yum!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;28. did you eat breakfast today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; yes I did, McDo pancakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;29. do you recycle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; sometimes, if I feel like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;30. do you have a laptop?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; no, and I don't have plans of buying one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;31. what's your favorite fast food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; favorite fast food? none. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;32. cats or dogs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; cats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;33. salty or sweet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; salty, most of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;34. city or country?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; country is better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;35. what's your favorite kind of jeans?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; jeans? I don't wear jeans that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;36. Is kissing normal for our age?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; for our age? yeah, definitely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;37. are you athletic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; very not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;38. do you swear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;  sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;39. would you ditch your friends for a date?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;40. do you have your own cell phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; of course, who doesn't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;41. what do you wear to bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; long shirt or baggy shirt and shorts or baggy shirt and pajamas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;42. ever haD a crush on a teacher?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;43. coke or pepsi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; anything goes for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;44. sugar or spice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; spice (I don't have a sweet tooth)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;45. can you use chopsticks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;46. do you like to read for pleasure?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; I like to, but that doesn't mean I get the time to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;47. do you care about getting good grades?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; yes, but good grades for me doesn't mean perfect scores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;48. have you ever fallen asleep in class?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; back in fourth year high school, in chinese class. aside from that, no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;49. get a job or ask your parents for money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; I have a job already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;50. is your dad strict?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; he wasn't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;51. do your parents give you enough privacy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; my mom does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;52. do your parents trust you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; my mom does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;53. would you trade places (in life) with your best friends..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; I wouldn't. I'm satisfied with my life. I don't wanna wish for something more coz it only means discontentment and inappreciation for what I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;54. does your best friend get on your nerves?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;55. do you make friends quickly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; not so quick...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;56. do you get jealous of your friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; some friends, yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;57. do you tell your mom everything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;58. what do you and your parents fight about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; misunderstandings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099274-112091266644755167?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/112091266644755167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=112091266644755167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/112091266644755167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/112091266644755167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2005/07/so-bored.html' title='so bored.'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-112031266466447538</id><published>2005-07-02T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T21:57:44.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love survey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;1 .How many times have you fallen in love, for real?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; twice. i wasn't happy with the 1st one though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2. Did they love you back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;  the first one, i think yes, but i'm not so sure. the second one, i am sure of. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;3. When you fall out of love, do you easily give up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and get out of the relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; not that easily. i try to gauge whether i have really fallen out of love. (for the most part, i'm talking theoretically.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;4. Who made you laugh the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; alvin. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;5. Cry most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; the first one. i'm not gonna mention his name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;6. Spend time with most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;  alvin. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;7. The one you can't 4get..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; alvin again. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;8. Did you ever love someone that didnt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;become your bf?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;9. Have you ever cried for a boy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; yup. and i regret it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;10. Willing to give up something for the one you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i haven't really thought of that yet. but i think i will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;11. Willing to fight for the one you love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; depends on for what cause i'll be fighting for and who i will be fighting against.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;12. Fell in love with someone taken? Who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; yep. again, the first one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;13. Thought u'd never love again because you were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hurt by someone you really love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; yeah, i did think that, but i'm okay now and very much in love and happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;14. Do you fall inlove and get infatuated easily?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;15. Right now, who are you thinking of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; who am i thinking of? who else? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;16. What do you usually fight for? what is right or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;what you feel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; usually? what i feel. ewan, it really depends e. pero again, what is right is sometimes relative. sometimes it really depends on the person on what is right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;17. Is someone special makin you happy now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; yep. and i am soooo soooo happy with him :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;19. Craziest thing ever done for a gf/bf...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; secret. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;20. Most romantic thing happened between you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and your special someone?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; dami e. couldn't really specify.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;21. Have you ever loved unconditionally?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; right now. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;22. Are you liberated or conservative?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; more on the liberated side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;23. Ryt now, are u inlove with someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; yes. yes, and yes. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;24. Is he inlove with u 2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; yes :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;25. Who do u prioritize first... friends or your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;special someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; cyempre cya, but that doesn't mean that i don't have time for my friends. :) my life is balanced among my family, boyfriend, co-workers, and friends. :) couldn't ask for more. :) Thank God :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099274-112031266466447538?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/112031266466447538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=112031266466447538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/112031266466447538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/112031266466447538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2005/07/love-survey.html' title='love survey'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-111638881671909287</id><published>2005-05-18T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T12:00:16.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new chapter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm officially employed! I feel like this is a totally new chapter in my life. My student life has ended last March, and from that time til May 15, I was a bum. But now, I am officially part of the employment statistics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started just this week, May 16 to be exact. So far, life has been kinda lax since Monday. I still didn't have any reports to do (coz I didn't know how to do them the time they were supposed to be filed). I'm still learning the ropes of my position. I'm reading financial reports and financial statements about the operations of the company so that I have an idea of how the company is faring in the industry right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost lunch time and I've nothing much to do that's why I'm adding an article to my not-so-updated blog. I finished doing a report just an hour earlier, just so I would get to familiarize myself with it and I would be able to do the report the next time around (hopefully the Monday after next week coz I may not be in office this coming Monday as I have to be in training that time). It was fine, kinda long but I can get by. And I'll be doing that and much more every Monday once I start with it. (Not bad, it's actually fun though a bit mechanical and technical).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's fun about my work is that I get to learn more about the industry that we are in. I also like the feel of knowing how to interpret financial statements just by the numbers written there. Call me a nerd, but it is fun. I never knew that financial statements could actually tell you a story about the company. Well, teachers back in college were telling us that, but I never really got to validate that until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to start doing the analysis part. I'm sure that's gonna be fun. I just hope that I won't get too swamped with work a few weeks from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll stop here. I think we have to go out to lucnh already coz I'm due for a meeting by 1:00pm. (Yikes, my first week here and I'm already to attend a meeting with the higher ups).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless me. And I'm sure He will. (Thank you, Lord for everything. I am very much happy and contented. I surely couldn't ask for more.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099274-111638881671909287?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/111638881671909287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=111638881671909287' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/111638881671909287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/111638881671909287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2005/05/new-chapter.html' title='new chapter'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-111451199142302676</id><published>2005-04-26T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T18:42:40.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>link</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center; width:150px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/login.php?aff_id=14591995&amp;link_id=2&amp;amp;count=click" style="color:#2B344C; font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size:10px" onmouseover="this.style.color='#5B647C'" onmouseout="this.style.color='#2B344C'"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.friendster.com/images/friendster_logo1.gif" width="100" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/59/91/14591995/11807890560863s.jpg" width="100" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join me on Friendster!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.friendster.com/affiliate.php?aff_id=14591995&amp;link_id=2&amp;amp;count=serve" height="1" width="1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099274-111451199142302676?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/111451199142302676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=111451199142302676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/111451199142302676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/111451199142302676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2005/04/link.html' title='link'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-111389210256270936</id><published>2005-04-19T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T14:28:22.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The past few days have been very very tiring for me. For one thing, I always sleep around 1:00 am and then wake up at 7:00 am. I can't get myself to sleep earlier than 1:00 am; I guess I really got used to it, considering that I've been used to that sleeping habit for the past four years of my life. As for the wake up time, I am somehow forced to get up at such time because of my tutoring commitments or my job interviews and/or exams. And because it has become a habit for me, I cannot go back to sleep past that time, even though I sleep as late as 4:00 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm not complaining. I guess that's better than just doing nothing and sleeping all day long. It somehow prepares me for the time when I'd be working. Speaking of which, I still don't have a job as of the meantime. I have an offer from a particular company (I'm gonna keep the name of the company). The position offered is Project Development Assistant at barely above minimum wage. Well, I don't think I'd accept that offer and get into the company. For one thing, it's located in Makati. I don't think it's worth my time and effort. Besides, it doesn't really have much to offer me, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm also waiting for a formal offer from a particular bank. I had three interviews with that bank yesterday and reading between the lines, it seems that I'd be able to get into that. I just hope that I'd receive more than the first offer, but even if I wouldn't, I think it's better because its near our house. It wouldn't really cost me much, in terms of time, effort, and money. Besides, I think it has a lot to offer me in terms of career. Well, I do hope this is it. I do pray to God He'd lead me to the company that is the best for me. It may not be the best company there is. So long as it's the best for me, then God bring me to it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happens in the next few days, I leave it up to God. &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/8099274-111389210256270936?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/111389210256270936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=111389210256270936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/111389210256270936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/111389210256270936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2005/04/updates.html' title='updates'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-111312667057217087</id><published>2005-04-10T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T17:51:10.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last summer break of my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's been a while since I last posted a journal entry here. The past few entries have been surveys that I got from the Friendster bulletin board. It's not that I don't have anything to say about what's been happening in my life; it's just that I'm so tired to say something because of the very many things that have been happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To start off, I'm still unemployed. I've submitted copies of my resumé to a few companies and I've been to a few interviews as well. As of the meantime, however, I still have no offers from companies. I must say that I'm not really disappointed as I thought I would be. I'm still in vacation mode as of the meantime and I'm relishing the last summer break of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last week though, while I was at home on a Monday, doing nothing - just watching TV and trying very hard to keep myself occupied - I felt restless. I couldn't stand the feeling of having nothing to do for the rest of the summer. Somehow, staying at home for the rest of the day just waiting for companies to call me up to schedule interviews is not as relaxing as I thought it would be. I knew that I had to keep myself occupied even for a few hours in a day. I surely am not meant to be unproductive. It makes me feel useless and I don't like the feeling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I decided then and there to start tutoring again and asked my friend, who owns a tutorial center, if the center was in need of tutors for the summer. She said that help will be very much appreciated and asked me if I could help them out. Whew... that's how I ended up tutoring again, even if I vowed to myself that I wouldn't do anything over the summer break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Right now, I have quite a hectic schedule - tutor near our house, tutor in Ateneo, interviews in companies - but I like being on-the-go for the most part of the day. It gives me the feel that I'm of use to this country. (hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I do wish though, that I'd be working once June comes around. I may not get into the company that I'd like to be in; what matters is that I'd be in somewhere that God wants me to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099274-111312667057217087?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/111312667057217087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=111312667057217087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/111312667057217087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/111312667057217087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2005/04/last-summer-break-of-my-life.html' title='Last summer break of my life'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-111174587940264521</id><published>2005-03-25T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T21:51:56.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another survey during holy week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. kelan ang bday mo?&lt;br /&gt;august 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. may fave song ka ba ngayon?ano?&lt;br /&gt;nah, don't have a fave song e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Gurang ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;nope. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. close ba kayo ng mga pinsan mo?&lt;br /&gt;yup. :) it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ilang beses ka maligo sa isang araw?&lt;br /&gt;usually once lang. pero sometimes, pag d pa sobra pagod, twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. anong gamit ang ginagamit mo ngayon?&lt;br /&gt;right now? pc cyempre. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. sino-sino mga kasama mo sa bahay nyo?&lt;br /&gt;my mom, sis, tita, grace, lola, and the maid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If God gave you the chance to pick your gender,which would you prefer? Boy or Girl?&lt;br /&gt;Girl pa rin ako forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. mahilig ka bang kumanta habang naliligo?&lt;br /&gt;yup yup. but i seldom do it nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. may sarili ka bang computer?&lt;br /&gt;yup :) hehehe. i'm gonna have it changed though. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. mahilig ka bang mag internet?&lt;br /&gt;just to check my mail, friendster, and YM with my friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. anong favorite mong site?&lt;br /&gt;gmail. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. kung tatanungin ka kung anong silbi mo dito sa mundo, anong isasagot mo?&lt;br /&gt;to come up with world peace. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. anong fave mong color?&lt;br /&gt;pink! and u can see that in my wardrobe and stuff as well. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. anong kulay ng damit mo ngayon?&lt;br /&gt;it's white. i'm at home e, i'm wearing a very large t-shirt. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. anong kulay ng bed sheet mo?&lt;br /&gt;pink! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. kung merong kang 1 hundred thousandngayong oras na to anong gagawin mo?&lt;br /&gt;100k? tell my mom to buy me a condo na. she'll pay the downpayment then i'll pay the montly rent with the 100k. hehehehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. kung may isa kang wish na gustong matupadas in ngayon na, ano yun?&lt;br /&gt;wish? hmm.....secret. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. anong gusto mong gawin sa mga oras na ito?&lt;br /&gt;right now? nothing specific. just have something to do would be fine with me. that's how bored i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. sinong pinakahuling tao ang naiisip mo bagoka matulog?&lt;br /&gt;hmm...no one in particular. it really depends e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. pag gising mo sa umaga?&lt;br /&gt;sa umaga? again, nobody in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. sino sa mga friends mo yung alam mongpwede mong pagkatiwalaan?&lt;br /&gt;junie, rosellen, kathrine, pauline, spencer, ruther, rocky, niña, kate, deeyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;23. sino naman sa kanila yung pinaka gusto mongkasama?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;junie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;24. sino naman sa kanila yung madalas mongmakasama?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;c junie din :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;25. cnong best friend/s mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;best friend? c junie paren. hehehe. aside from her, si rosellen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;26. may best friend ka bang girl? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yup, c junie nga girl e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;27. kung may pagkakataon possible bang magingkayo ng best friend mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pwede cguro (theoretically speaking).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;28. sinong huli mong naka chat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;si pay. hehehe. :) was consulting something with him. hehehe. thanks again pay! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;29. sino huli mong nakausap sa phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;phone? c ken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;30. na in-love k nb?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;31. in love ba sya sayo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;when i was in love with him? yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;32. nag ka girlfriend/boyfriend ka na ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;33. sino ang trip mong kasama sa mahabangbiyahe at bakasyon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hmm.... secret :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;34. sino huling nag message sayo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;message? i think it was pay din.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;35. sino huling tumawag sayo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;c ken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;36. sino yung kasama mo tuwing gigimik ka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;junie, but i don't know if it's gonna be the same way since we graduated already... i do hope so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;37. sino crush mo ngayon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;secret :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;38. anong talent mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;talent? cramming. hehehe :) one of the greatest crammers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;39. marunong ka ba kumanta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;40. ano gusto mong sabihin sa mahal mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sa mga mahal ko? hmm.... i do hope and pray that whatever happens, u'll always remember that i'll always be here. one holler and i'll be there :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099274-111174587940264521?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/111174587940264521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=111174587940264521' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/111174587940264521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/111174587940264521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2005/03/another-survey-during-holy-week.html' title='another survey during holy week'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-110970471787228112</id><published>2005-03-05T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T00:23:09.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school survey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. San ka nagcollege?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Ateneo de Manila University&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. fave mong tambayan sa skul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Aegis room or Chem (hahaha, c Junie kasi e.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. madalas ka sa library?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- hindi ako madalas sa library. i'm there kung may kelangan kunin for acads. otherwise, i stay as far away as possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. kumakain ka sa canteen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- yeah, mas madalas ngayong senior year though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. npalabas ka na ba sa library?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- not yet. there were times that we were told to keep quiet though. it usually happens if we're studying as a group for an ME subject. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. eh sa classroom??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- not yet. mabait akong student e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. bumagsak ka na ba sa ibang subjects mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- wala pa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. ano fave mong subject?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- international finance, operations research, development economics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9. nag-cutting ka na ba khit mnsan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- madalas. my cuts aren't maximized, but i can't say that they're not used up either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10. nahuli ka na bang nangongopya??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- no, kasi i don't cheat in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11. nwalan ka na ba ng cel sa skul?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- not yet. i hope it doesn't ever happen, in school or anywhere else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12. eh money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- yep, nawala wallet ko sa trike. nahulog. stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13. lgi ka ba late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- nope, i'm not ever late. i hate being late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14. lgi ka ba absent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- only in subjects where the teachers don't check attendance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;15. du u wear ur id ol d tym?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- nope. kapag nakakita lang ako ng guard or kung pupunta ng library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;16. do u write legibly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- oh yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;17. use cel inside ur room?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- yeah, but mostly for business matters, not personal ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;18. mdmi ka ba nkktang magxota sa skul?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- yeah. quite a lot, i must say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;19. ilan dnadla mo notbuks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- it depends. depends on the number of subjects (if i have one notebook per subj). kung may binder, just one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;20. eh books?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- walang books. unless they're needed, i don't bring them. ang mga dala ko talaga mga readings for Father David.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;21. canteen or library?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- caf na lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;22. absent or cut classes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- what's the difference? does absent mean that you cut all classes in a day? if so,  then cut lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;23. write or listen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- again, it depends. pero usually i listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;24. sec 1 or 2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- walang ganyan sa college e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;25. no teachers or no classes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- what i prefer? no classes na lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;26. ballpen or pencil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- ballpen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;27. writing lectures or writing none sense?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- lectures most of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099274-110970471787228112?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/110970471787228112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=110970471787228112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110970471787228112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110970471787228112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2005/03/school-survey.html' title='school survey'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-110994200531716117</id><published>2005-03-04T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T21:43:50.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>questions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PART I:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1.last place I've been&lt;br /&gt;- Schmitt Hall. Was hanging out with my chem friends after the SOSE Outstanding Research Paper Awards.&lt;br /&gt;2. I am&lt;br /&gt;- bored.&lt;br /&gt;3. They say I am&lt;br /&gt;- friendly, responsible, mukhang masungit.&lt;br /&gt;4. Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;- was a full day for me.&lt;br /&gt;5. Last person who missed called?&lt;br /&gt;- Junie. She was looking for me yesterday when I was in Glorietta, looking for a dress.&lt;br /&gt;6. Last person you called?&lt;br /&gt;- Junie. Was looking for her this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;7. Last name in your received calls&lt;br /&gt;- Not name, just a number. Someone from Bayer Philippines called me up yesterday to talk about the sponsorship check.&lt;br /&gt;8. How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;- twenty.&lt;br /&gt;9. What music is playing?&lt;br /&gt;- none. The DJs are talking right now as I'm typing this line.&lt;br /&gt;10. last thing I drank?&lt;br /&gt;- C2 lemon green tea. I love it! :D&lt;br /&gt;11. Last thing I bought&lt;br /&gt;- except for food, a pair of shoes the other day with my mom.&lt;br /&gt;12. I want to&lt;br /&gt;- sleep, but I'm not yet sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;13. I really hate&lt;br /&gt;- backbiters.&lt;br /&gt;14. I have a crush on&lt;br /&gt;- nobody at this particular instance.&lt;br /&gt;15. I like&lt;br /&gt;- answering surveys like this when I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER ::&lt;br /&gt;1. gotten wasted?&lt;br /&gt;- several times, usually when I pull up all-nighters just to finish something for school. (this counts because the longer one stays up, the higher the alcohol content in the body becomes even though one hasn't actually taken in any alcoholic beverage)&lt;br /&gt;2. ran away?&lt;br /&gt;- not ever. unless you count my staying at a dorm running away.&lt;br /&gt;3. broken someone's heart?&lt;br /&gt;- I'm not so sure of this. I think I already did, but I hope not.&lt;br /&gt;4. had ur heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah, just once though. I've learned already. It was a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;5. cried when someone died?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah, when my mom's dad died. It was so sad, coz we were "close" and I didn't realize his worth until he passed away.&lt;br /&gt;6. broken a bone?&lt;br /&gt;- hasn't happened to me yet. I hope it won't ever happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;7. cried in school?&lt;br /&gt;- Yup, three times I think. Kinder 2, when I thought my family wasn't going to surprise me with something in school for my birthday. Second instance: Grade 5, had an argument with a very close friend then. Third instance: 1st year high school, during flag ceremony; in connection to my grandfather's death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS OR THAT ::&lt;br /&gt;1. coke or pepsi?&lt;br /&gt;- coke. though I don't drink sodas that much.&lt;br /&gt;2. sprite or 7up?&lt;br /&gt;- 7up.&lt;br /&gt;3. flowers or candies?&lt;br /&gt;- flowers. I don't have a sweet tooth. I won't be able to appreciate candies unless the aesthetic value will defeat that of a flower bouquet's.&lt;br /&gt;4. quiet or loud?&lt;br /&gt;- me? I'm loud most of the time, but there are times that I'm quiet. In fact, I can stay in a room for the whole day without even talking to someone.&lt;br /&gt;5. blondes or brunettes?&lt;br /&gt;- um, I don't really give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;6. tall or short?&lt;br /&gt;- tall is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="window.status='&lt;a  style='text-decoration: none; border-bottom: 3px double;' href=" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" si="'24&amp;k="&gt;7. &lt;/a&gt;jeans&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or shorts?&lt;br /&gt;- shorts. They're more comfortable than jeans are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT/WHO IS ::&lt;br /&gt;1. ur good &lt;a onmouseover="window.status='luck charm'; return true;" style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 3px double; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" href="http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=24&amp;k=luck%20charm"&gt;luck charm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;- nah, I don't believe in such.&lt;br /&gt;2. person u hate most?&lt;br /&gt;- hate the most? well, I don't hate anyone. That's too strong a word.&lt;br /&gt;3. fave number/s?&lt;br /&gt;- 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ::&lt;br /&gt;1. color/s?&lt;br /&gt;- PINK&lt;br /&gt;2. movie/s?&lt;br /&gt;- Life is Beautiful, Matrix Trilogy, Princess Diaries 1 &amp;amp; 2, Million Dollar Baby, A Beautiful Mind, With Honors, The Notebook, Mean Girls&lt;br /&gt;3. book?&lt;br /&gt;- Bible, Nicholas Sparks books, Danielle Steele books, &lt;em&gt;Angels and Demons&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Da Vince Code&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;The Five People You Meet in Heaven&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept&lt;/em&gt;, The Princess Diaries collection (I have them!)&lt;br /&gt;4. subject/s in school?&lt;br /&gt;- Math, Operations Research, International Finance&lt;br /&gt;5. holiday/s?&lt;br /&gt;- Christmas&lt;br /&gt;6. season?&lt;br /&gt;- I like summer better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO ::&lt;br /&gt;1. makes u laugh d most?&lt;br /&gt;- hmm...Don't have anybody particular in mind.&lt;br /&gt;2. makes u smile?&lt;br /&gt;- smile? Ace&lt;br /&gt;3. has a crush on u?&lt;br /&gt;- I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU EVER ::&lt;br /&gt;1. sit by d phone waiting for a call&lt;br /&gt;- nope. I usually have a lot to do, that's why even when I'm expecting a call I don't really wait.&lt;br /&gt;2. save yahoo conversations?&lt;br /&gt;- all my YM conversations are archived.&lt;br /&gt;3. save emails?&lt;br /&gt;- not really, unless they're important and I think I'd have to keep them.&lt;br /&gt;4. wish u were someone else?&lt;br /&gt;- sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;5. cried bcoz of someone's mean words?&lt;br /&gt;- yes, several times I think. It's hard being sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PART II:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) anong ginawa mo kahapon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- went to school to have my clearance form signed, went to Makati, then to Glorietta to window shop, then to Gateway to watch Million Dollar Baby with my friends, went home, then telebabad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2) san ka/kayo nagpunta recently?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3) anong wallpaper ng pc mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- my Aegis pictorial pose for the yearbook org page.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4) anong nasa ibabaw ng tv nyo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- at home? none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5) anong damit mo ngaun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- bedtime clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6) anong kinokolek mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8)anong nararamdaman mo ngaun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9)anong street ang tinutuluyan mo ngayon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- park 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10) anong favorite flavor mo ng &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="window.status='ice cream'; return true;" style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 3px double; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" href="http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=24&amp;k=ice%20cream"&gt;ice cream&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- strawberry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11) may pasok kba sa monday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- no more classes, but I have to get my grades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12) anong oras na?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- 9:22 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13) kailan ka huling nagpagupit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- a month ago, i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14) kailan ka huling nanood ng sine sa sinehan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- just yesterday with my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;15) anong pelikula un?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Million Dollar Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;16) cnu kasama mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Junie, Kuya Mike, and Ate Mai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;17) n'sync o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="window.status='&lt;a  style='text-decoration: none; border-bottom: 3px double;' href=" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" si="'24&amp;k="&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="window.status='&lt;a  style='text-decoration: none; border-bottom: 3px double;' href=" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" si="'24&amp;k="&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;street boys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- N'Sync.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;18) anong favorite mong chichiria?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Ruffles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;19)anong food ang gusto nyong pareho ng bf/gf?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- I'm single :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;20) sino-sinong tumawag sa iyo ngayon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- today? nobody yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;21) nagmumura kba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;22) anong ni-lunch mo khapon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- bread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;23) anong huling pnanood mo kgabi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Maalaala Mo Kaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;24) nag be-breakfast kba tuwing weekdays?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- nope. I eat lunch na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;25) mag sisimba ka bkas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- It's saturday tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;26) anong gusto mong makuhang gift s valentine's?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- kahit ano okay lang. besides, valentine's already over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;27) kng naninigarilyo ka, anong gus2 mong brand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- n/a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;28) na22wa kba pag nakakakita k ng maskot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;29) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="window.status='&lt;a  style='text-decoration: none; border-bottom: 3px double;' href=" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" si="'24&amp;k="&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="window.status='&lt;a  style='text-decoration: none; border-bottom: 3px double;' href=" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" si="'24&amp;k="&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="window.status='board games'; return true;" style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 3px double; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" href="http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=24&amp;k=board%20games"&gt;board games&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; or &lt;a onmouseover="window.status='video games'; return true;" style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 3px double; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" href="http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=24&amp;k=video%20games"&gt;video games&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- board games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;30) bahay o mall?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- mall pero nauubusan ka ng money pag dun ka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;31) black o white?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;32) nasusuka kba pg nasakay ng bus or taxi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;33) saan probinsya mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- wala. I'm a Manila girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;34) spaghetti o carbonara?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- carbonara!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;35) abs-cbn o gma?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- ABS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;36) sino mga tao s bhay nyo 2day? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- just dormmates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;37) inaantok k na ba? bkt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- not yet. i'm just bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;38) pencil o ballpen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- ballpen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;39) favorite color/s mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;40) gusto mo bang mag pa-tattoo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;41) e mag pa body piercing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;42) anong ginagawa mo pag gising tuwing weekends??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- marami.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;43) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="window.status='&lt;a  style='text-decoration: none; border-bottom: 3px double;' href=" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" si="'24&amp;k="&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="window.status='&lt;a  style='text-decoration: none; border-bottom: 3px double;' href=" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" si="'24&amp;k="&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="window.status='harry potter'; return true;" style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 3px double; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" href="http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=24&amp;k=harry%20potter"&gt;harry potter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt; o &lt;a onmouseover="window.status='lord of the rings'; return true;" style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 3px double; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" href="http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=24&amp;amp;k=lord%20of%20the%20rings"&gt;lord of the rings&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- harry potter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;44) dream destination mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;45) may namimiss ka ba ngayon? sino sino?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PART III:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Have you ever THOUGHT you were in love? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- thought I was in love but really wasn't? yeah, when I was younger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2.Do you think you're ready for love? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- I think I am, but I prefer being single for the meantime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3.Do you believe kissing is a way to share feelings or is it just fun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- it's a way of sharing your feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4.Have you ever been heartbroken? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- once. and I've learned BIG TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5.If so how long did it last?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- how long did it last? I think for a couple of months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6.Have you ever thought you loved someone, but the feelings went away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- It hasn't happened yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7.Are you afraid of being emotionally alone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Nope. It's okay with me. I think I'd be able to live with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8.Do you want to fall in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Want as in WANT? not really. If it comes, then it does. If it doesn't, then so be it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9.Have you ever loved someone who didn't feel the same?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- nah, not yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10.Have you ever cried over someone you thought you loved?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- nope. I cried over someone I loved, not someone I THOUGHT I loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11. Has anyone ever told you you're too young for love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Nobody did so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12.Have you ever wished upon a star for love or for someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Nope, I didn't believed in such.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13. Have you ever been told you broke somebody's heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Someone told me I broke his heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14. Have you ever told anyone they broke your heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- I think I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;15. Have you ever wanted someone so bad that without them you were miserable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- For a while then. But I eventually got over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;16.Do you believe you can love someone and be with someone else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- yeah, I think that's possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;17.Do you think love is a feeling that has to be shared by two people or it's not real?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- nope, it can be a one way thing. It doesn't have to be a two-way thing to be real. Besides, I don't think it's a feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;18.Have you ever been told "I Love You" and if so did you feel the same?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- yeah, I've been told that several times already. Did I feel the same? Just once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;19.Do you love somebody right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- love somebody romantically? nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;20.Does somebody love you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- romantically, I don't think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;21.Do you believe this quote: "Love begins with a smile increases with a kiss and ends with a tear"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- nah, I don't think it always has to be that way. for some people it may happen, but it's not something to generalize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;22.Do you have your own quote you'd like to share?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- quote? not really a quote. But as of the moment, my mind's empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;23.Are you single/taken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- single by choice and happy. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099274-110994200531716117?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/110994200531716117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=110994200531716117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110994200531716117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110994200531716117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2005/03/questions.html' title='questions.'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-110993710916124483</id><published>2005-03-04T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T19:51:49.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>week after finals</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm finally done with everything. I'm no longer a student. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I guess that says a lot. Or does it not? Well, maybe those who have graduated already and those who are graduating like me can understand what I mean by such a statement. I think I don't have to explain myself and go into details about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, it's nice but at the same time terrifying. Nice because I don't have to study and memorize any longer. Nice because finally I'm done with the sleepless nights. Nice because I accomplished something. I wish it stops there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wish it weren't terrifying. It's terrifying because suddenly I'm at a limbo. I'm no longer a student, but I'm not working either. In short, BUM. It makes me think how long it'll be before I'd take on a job. How I wish it wouldn't be THAT hard to find one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;God, please help us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099274-110993710916124483?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/110993710916124483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=110993710916124483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110993710916124483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110993710916124483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2005/03/week-after-finals.html' title='week after finals'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-110970316527606723</id><published>2005-03-02T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T03:06:41.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;01. Your name plus "a" ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pia-a (i don't think we should add an "a" to it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;02. Your dominant feeling at the moment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bored. have nothing much to do, that's why i'm answering such surveys and posting them on my blog already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;03. What are you listening to right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a song playing over the radio that i don't know, a kind of oldies, i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;04. A part of a song lyric that's in your mind right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;none, the song playing over the radio has overridden it na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;05. Describe where you are right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm in my room at the dorm, sitting in front of the pc. my bed is located at my left and my radio is placed there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;06. What is your highlight of the week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;highlight of the week? i don't have much to do na. that's new, really. because of that, i'll be dropping resumes na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;07. What are you craving to have right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;craving to have? a new set of wardrobe and a new collection of books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;08. A good random childhood memory?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;random childhood memory? none at the moment, couldn't think of one right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;09. A not good childhood memory?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;when this kid untied the knot at the back of my swimsuit. we were at the beach in Kuwait then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10. What are your nicknames?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pia for school and school friends. richelle and chelle for people at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11. Your three plans for tomorrow? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a. start my clearance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;b. tutor a 3rd year high school kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;c. bum around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12. Your three plans for today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for today? these are the things i did:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a. slept til 3pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;b. went home for a while to celebrate my grandfather's 5th year death anniversary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;c. arranged my school stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13. Are you thinking of someone right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;someone right now? no one in particular, actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14. Do you party?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sometimes, when i have the chance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;15. Do you like twins?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;twins? not so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;16. Fill in the blank: "I am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;scared of the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;17. Say something in five words to the person who sent you this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cza, happy grad! take care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;18. Mary has her little lamb. What do you wanna have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;what do i wanna have? a good life. a good life = a good career + a place of my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;19. Say anything you like to whoever is reading your answers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it's nice to have nothing much to do, for the first time in how many years. hope you enjoyed reading my answers. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099274-110970316527606723?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/110970316527606723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=110970316527606723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110970316527606723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110970316527606723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2005/03/survey-2.html' title='Survey 2'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-110969834585607255</id><published>2005-03-02T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T01:32:25.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1.saan ka nag-aral at anong batch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;High School: Grace Christian High School, 2001&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;College: Ateneo de Manila University, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2.teachers enemy ka ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;High School: Nope, I was close to some of my teachers then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;College: I haven't been a teachers' enemy as well. Most of the time I didn't really care much for the teacher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3.anong kulay ng bolpen ang lagi mong ginagamit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;High School: At first I used blue pens, but as the years progressed, I switched to black pens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;College: I used black pens for most, if not all, of my stay in college. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4.parasite ka ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;High School: I wasn't really a parasite. There were times that I brought my own stuff, but there were also days when I asked for some from classmates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;College: Most of the time I asked for paper. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5.nangongopya ka ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;High School: Nope, I didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;College: I remember a time in microeconomics. We were all copying off each other's answers. It was a take home exam and it was damn too difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6.nagpapakopya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;High School: No, even when some asked me, I didn't allow them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;College: Again, during the microeconomics incident. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7.nagdadala ka ba ng sarili mong papel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;High School: Yes, I did. But there were times when I forgot to bring; only a few times, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;College: When it was announced to bring paper, yes. Otherwise, no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8.nasa top 10 ka ba ng klase?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;High School: Almost there. Star section e. But I'm sure I was in the top 10% of the batch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;College: Nope. I wish I was, but I didn't even try. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9.favorite mo ba ang math?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;High School: It wasn't my favorite really. Let's just say math and I are compatible with each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;College: I guess it became a favorite, with me being in my course, I think I'd really get to have it as my favorite. I'm even teaching it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10.sino ang pinakaayaw mong adviser/teacher?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;High School: Our second year teacher in asian history. I forgot his name. I got the lowest ever grade in high school from him. His exams and notes were irrelevant e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11.pinakaayaw mong klasmeyt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;High School: I don't remember hating anyone then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;College: hmm...I don't know her name. She was a classmate in Philo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12.highest average mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;High School: 94 point something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;College: secret na to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13.sino ang crush mo nung HS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;High School: there were several.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;College: hmm...again, there were a few. But I'm not telling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14.ano ang school hymn niyo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;High School: Wonderful Grace of Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;College: Song for Mary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;15.fave event?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;High School: retreat :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;College: Bowl for FAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;16.saan ang paborito mong sulok sa klasrum?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;High School: I like being in front :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;College: Again, up front. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;17.natutulog ka ba sa klase?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;High School: only during 4th year chinese class. "Snow White" was our teacher and she was boring. She didn't really care what we would do in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;18.gustung-gusto mo ba ang mga diagnostic tests?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;High School: not so much. They took up too much time and caused me headaches always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;College: again, not really. But there weren't a lot of those in college. (good thing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;19.kilala mo ba si Genghis Khan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;High School: I think during second year I got to know him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;College: Still know him. Encountered him again in Asian History during my second year under Mr. Mendoza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;20.favorite mo ba ang PE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;High School: I didn't have PE then because I was a scout. I like scouting a lot though :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;College: It was okay for me. It was tiring to go to the covered courts though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;21.me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="window.status='swimming pool'; return true;" style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 3px double; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" href="http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=24&amp;k=swimming%20pool"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;swimming pool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ba kayo sa skul?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;High School: None.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;College: Yeah, at the grade school area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;22.oval, meron?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;High School: I don't think there was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;College: yeah, there is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;23.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="window.status='tennis court'; return true;" style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 3px double; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" href="http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=24&amp;k=tennis%20court"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tennis court&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;High School: none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;College: I think there is one beside the covered courts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;24.nagbabalitaan ba kayo tuwing wednesday sa Araling Panlipunan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;High School: we didn't have Araling Panlipunan then. It was called by a different name, which I forgot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;College: Again, no Araling Panlipunan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;25.buraot ka ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't know what this means, so I'll skip this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;26.naisip mo na bang sunugin ang skul niyo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;High School: Nah, I liked it even though the administration had flaws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;College: No din.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;27.ano ang pinakanamimiss mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;High School: Choir, Scouting, and the Special Math classes held in the Special Math room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;College: Orgs, the groupworks with ME people, the cramming days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099274-110969834585607255?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/110969834585607255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=110969834585607255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110969834585607255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110969834585607255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2005/03/survey.html' title='Survey'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-110781060014244844</id><published>2005-02-08T05:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T05:10:00.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taking a break from the rush of it all</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'm taking a break from doing my philo paper that's due on wednesday (feb9). i'm on my 9th page already (the minimum number of pages is 12, but i don't think i'll stick to the minimum) and i'm not yet halfway through. i have to finish this by this morning (9am at the latest) because i still have an exam in financial eco on wed and i have to study for the exam tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;whew...such a very tiring thing to do. i'm so tired already, yet i feel pressured because of the many things that have to be accomplished in so little time. i wish i had gottent the gist of the paper earlier so that i could have started and finished earlier and i would not be up by this ungodly hour, typing my thoughts away on Rousseau and Arendt on freedom and totalitarianism. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yeah, i hate the topic. i like Aristotle and Machiavelli better than Rousseau and Arendt. my head goes spinning whenever i get to read a line of Rousseau or Arendt. that's how much i despise it, and yet i'm forced to make a paper on the subject of the authors mentioned. that's 50% of the final grade in philo, that's why i have to make this good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;thank God i got A in my first two papers, but that's only 20% of the final grade combined. i still need at least 50% to pass. i really wish father david had this "first impressions last" thing and he would give me an A outright and not read my paper anymore. *sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyway, gotta get back to writing the paper. &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/8099274-110781060014244844?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/110781060014244844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=110781060014244844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110781060014244844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110781060014244844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2005/02/taking-break-from-rush-of-it-all_08.html' title='taking a break from the rush of it all'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-110732795934174559</id><published>2005-02-02T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T15:05:59.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prayer in times of uncertainty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a few more weeks 'til school gets done. it's kinda scary. i don't know what life after college will be. i don't know if i'll ever get a job that i'd like and at the same time will be able to give me the compensation i'd need. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;some people tell me that i'd eventually get a job once i graduate. i've heard a lot of people praise me, cite my qualities, and tell me that i won't have a hard time searching for a job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm not so sure though. it seems like life after college is very much unpredictable. i don't know what will happen to me. i don't know where exactly i will go. it seems like life's path has suddenly blurred and i don't know how to go about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;life has never been like this for me before. before i used to know what i wanted and i knew that i'd get what i want. now, i still know what i want, but i'm not so sure anymore whether i'd get it, or if i'd even get anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;that's how much troubled i am these past few days, thinking about my life after college. yeah, i have so much plans for the future, but i'm not sure anymore if these plans will push through. suddenly i've lost the certainty that i have had for the past few years of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it's so damn confusing and scary. i pray to God for everything. i pray that He will still guide me through the rest of my life, whatever happens. i pray that He will always be by my side and that i will never forget that. i pray that as i go through life (this time &lt;strong&gt;real&lt;/strong&gt; life), i will be able to discern what is right for me. i pray that i may have the courage to face whatever is awaiting for me. lastly, i pray for continuous blessings from Him. may i never be disheartened when it comes to Him. &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/8099274-110732795934174559?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-110700235941676308</id><published>2005-01-29T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T20:39:19.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After my long trip to the library, I went straight to the dorm and slept, without turning on my alarm clock. I fell into a deep sleep immediately. After what felt like several hours, I woke up. To my amazement, only an hour has passed. I went back to sleep again. After an hour again, I woke up, but to me it felt like I've already been asleep for a whole day. I went back to my deep sleep and after ten minutes, someone woke me up. Again, I felt as if the ten minute sleep was worth several hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aside from feeling so refreshed from the sleep, I had a lot of dreams. These dreams occurred right after I fell into sleep. The dreams were so vivid when I was sleeping and there were a lot of them that I couldn't really remember all of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This occasion happens only once in a blue moon for me. I couldn't even remember if it already happened to me before. It was so weird, yet so satisfying. Sleeping for just a few hours yet waking up so refreshed and energized, it really felt so nice especially in this hectic time of the year for graduating students like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I really thank God for giving me the chance to experience such a deep sleep. I never knew such a sleep could be possible. Now I know that in the midst of everything that's been happening, God still loves me. Thank you God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"And we know that all things work together for good to those that love God, for those who have been called according to his purpose." - Romans 8:28&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/8099274-110700235941676308?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/110700235941676308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=110700235941676308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110700235941676308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110700235941676308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2005/01/sleep.html' title='Sleep'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-110671500042163951</id><published>2005-01-26T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T12:50:00.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One more month to go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The Ateneo Seniors have only one more month of classes to go before we actually get to rest from all that'e been happening. This isn't simply a temporary rest from school, but it will be a permanent one. In a few months' time, if God wills it, most of us who plan to work will already be working. It's kinda scary, but it is a reality that has to be faced by every graduating student. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;One more month to go. Last month to go. Everything ends on February 25, 2005. But before the end comes, there are still a lot more to do. Just as short as the one month is, so numerous are the school work that needs to be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Let me enumerate the immediate needs:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1. Hi166 exam on Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. Hi166 presentation on Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. Ph104 20-paged paper due two weeks from now. (The thesis statement takes up one whole page. Just imagine how hard it's going to be. It's hard enough trying to understand of the statement itself. How much more would it take for the paper to be produced in two weeks' time?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4. Alumni FrAMEd on Feb27 (on a Sunday) - this means a whole lot more preparation for the event. I'm very much grateful to Sherwin for taking the responsibility of overseeing the event and coordinating the different people needed to accomplish it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5. Ec142 exam on Feb9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So far, I'm so tired already. I really need a rest from all of these. One month more to go, but within the one month there needs a lot to be done. So much to do with so little time allotted.&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/8099274-110671500042163951?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/110671500042163951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=110671500042163951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110671500042163951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110671500042163951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2005/01/one-more-month-to-go.html' title='One more month to go.'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-110638793911133816</id><published>2005-01-22T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T17:58:59.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Truths</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A.NAGAWA mo na bang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Maglakad sa kalye khit d ka pa nagsusuklay at hihilamos sa umaga?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Yes. I already did, especially when I was at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Tumawid sa baha ng Espana?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Oh yes. I don't wanna recall that experience ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Maligo sa ulan na walang bra/brief?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Not yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. Tumawid sa no jaywalking zone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Yes, several times. Pero there was this one time na nahuli ako along with several others. I didn't know naman kasi na bawal tumawid dun e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. Magdial ng mga number sa telepono ng mga taong d mo kilala?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Not yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. Maglagay ng thumbtacks sa upuan ngteacher mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- I'm not mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. Magsulat sa pader ng school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- I think I already did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. Magsulat sa puno?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Hindi pa ata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9. Umakyat sa bakod ng school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Nope. Ayaw ko nga. Nakapalda kami nun no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10. Magpanggap na ibang tao sa telepono?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11. Isumbong ang kaklase mong pinakopya mona nataasan ka pa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Not yet, pero ang sarap isumbong, lalo na kung nagmayabang pa pagkatapos nun. Well, this actually happened to me, but I didn't say anything na lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12. Halikan ang crush mo habang tulog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13. Awayin ang school guard nyo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Not yet, wala pa naman reason to do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;B. KAYA mo bang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Mag shop lift?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Yes I can, but I'd rather not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Pindutin ung fire alarm sa bldg nio?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Um, sa building NAMIN? cguro hindi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Tapikin sa balikat ung priest sa simbahan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Why would I do that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. Patayin ung speaker o ung microphone ngteacher mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Of course, kaya un.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. Matulog ng walang damit sa ibang bahay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- I wouldn't dare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. Dayain ang grades mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Grades ko? Hindi ko kaya. Nakakakonsensya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. Magbihis sa harap ng mga tao?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Bihis? I think I already did that several times in front of my dormmates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. Itago ang phone ng kaibigan mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Hahaha. Yeah, I can do that. Actually I already did just two weeks ago. I was laughing so hard when I did that. He actually thought he left it somewhere and when he looked and it wasn't there, he asked me if I saw it. Hahaha. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9. Mag pretend na galit sa friend mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Yeah, I can do that. Especially when I'm not in the mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10. Mamutok ng baril?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Haven't tried it yet, but I think I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BINALAK mo na bang?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Makipag live in sa bf/gf ng best friend mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Yikes. I haven't considered that in my entire life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Makipag date sa crush ng bestfriend mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Um, hindi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Mang agaw ng bf/gf ng may bf/gf?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Sabi nila I can do it daw. But I don't think I can. Kahit na mukha akong maldita, hindi ako ganun kasama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. Magtulak ng drugs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- I wouldn't ever do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5.Mag utos ng tao para pumatay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Hindi ko kaya to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. Magpanggap na patay ka na?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Parang mahirap no. Mabubuking lang ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. Mangolekta ng limos sa kalsada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Hindi ko kaya to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. Magpanggap na mahal mo ang isang taokahit hndi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Yeah, I can and I actually did that na. Mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9. Maglagay ng patay na ipis sa upuan ngkaaway mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Hmm..pwede. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10. Magpadala ng death threat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Sure why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bilangin mo ung yes mong sagot then ilagay mosa title ng message na ito, kapag 15pataas ung yes mo, WELCOME TO THE CLUB ng mga taong malalakas magtrip!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;15+ - Hayop ka, lahat nalang ng trip sa buhay ginawa mo na.. ewan ko ba, siguro meron pa jangmas grabe na ginawa mo!! YOU'RE IN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14 to 11 - malapit lapit ka na... konting lakas nalang ng loob!! YOU'RE OUT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10 - 7 - moody kang tao. wala lang. basta maisipan mo yun na..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6 - below - BORING KANG KASAMA...&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/8099274-110638793911133816?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/110638793911133816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=110638793911133816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110638793911133816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110638793911133816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2005/01/some-truths.html' title='Some Truths'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-110606027260166739</id><published>2005-01-18T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T22:57:52.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 19, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's my schedule for tomorrow:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;08:30 - 09:30&lt;/strong&gt;     Hi166 class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;09:30 - 10:30&lt;/strong&gt;     Run some stuff for org (and get some break if i could)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10:30 - 11:30&lt;/strong&gt;     Ph104 class (and get transcript afterwards)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11:30 - 12:30&lt;/strong&gt;     Meet Ninz, Sherwin, and Merryl for some Alumni Dept matters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12:30 - 01:30&lt;/strong&gt;     Meet Ninz for Alumni Dept Documentation Requirements (yes, rocky,  we're starting it tomorrow only)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;01:30 - 02:30&lt;/strong&gt;     Ec142 class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;02:30 - 03:30&lt;/strong&gt;     College Guidance Interview (and meet Ma'am Grace if there's still time left)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;03:30 - 04:30&lt;/strong&gt;     Th151 class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;04:30 - 06:00&lt;/strong&gt;     Alumni Dept. Meeting (to be facilitated by Sherwin; buti na lang, that's one less worry for me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;06:00 - 08:00&lt;/strong&gt;      ASPAC Scholarship Meeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;08:00 - 12:00&lt;/strong&gt;      Meet Ninz to work on Alumni Dept Doc Requirements (no sleep for both Ninz and me probably)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yeah, it looks like it's so full. Actually, it is FULL. God, help me cope up with tomorrow. I pray that I will be able to accomplish what is set and get some rest as well, even if it's just 5 mins ever hour. Also, I do hope there will be some spare time from the Guidance Interview so that I could meet Ma'am Grace (again, to talk about some Alumni matters). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyhow, I think I'd be able to survive tomorrow. Thank God for a very lax schedule every Thursday.&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/8099274-110606027260166739?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/110606027260166739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=110606027260166739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110606027260166739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110606027260166739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2005/01/january-19-2005.html' title='January 19, 2005'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-110597207697493000</id><published>2005-01-17T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T22:27:56.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another survey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[What is your favorite ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. gum: anything that is strawberry flavored. I'm a sucker for strawberry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. drinks: water, iced tea, coffee, and coffee jelly frap ng starbucks (my fave!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. color: pink, pink, and pink!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. number: 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. thing to do all day: sleep or read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. late-night activity: read or surf the net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. cartoon character: hmm....i don't have a fave..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ When was the last time you ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. cried: last saturday, when we watched Raise Your Voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9. laughed: I think just today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10. hugged someone: yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11. kissed someone n d lips: intriga to ah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12. felt depressed: depressed? over the weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13. felt overworked: over the weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14. lied: lied? I don't remember anymore. medyo matagal na ata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ What was the last ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;15. words you said: "ano na nangyayari" (sa lovers in paris?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;16. food you ate: kao pad (thai bagoong rice) sa World Topps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;17. song you listened to: ung kay sarah geronimo. "how could you go and leave me..." ung isang line, i'm not sure of the title e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;18. thing you drank: C2 lemon flavored green tea. ang sarap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;19. place you went to: Write Place, right after we ate dinner and just before we went back to the dorm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;20. movie you saw: Raise Your Voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;21. movie you rented: Kill Bill 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ Who was the last person you ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;22. hugged: C Ace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;23. cried for: cried for? C Hillary Duff sa Raise Your Voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;24. kissed : C ace din!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;25. danced with: danced with? can't recall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;26. shared a secret with: junie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;27. had a sleepover with: ninz, kate, jd, and ian for DevEco (or is that a sleepover? wala atang tulugan un e. so d pwedeng sleep over ang tawag dun)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;28. called: Rhea Austria (schoolmate and batchmate ko. something for Aegis, the yearbook)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;29. went to a movie with: junie, ate may, kuya mike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;30. saw: c junie. she's just in the other room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;31. were angry with: someone i don't wanna name nor describe. baka may makabasa at sabihin sa kanya e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;32. couldn't take your eyes off: couldn't take my eyes off? i don't remember...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ Have you ever ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;34. danced in the rain: not yet e. I've walked under the rain though, does that count?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;35. kissed someone: yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;36. done drugs: not yet. and i don't think i'd ever do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;37. drank alcohol: yeah, i tried already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;38. partied 'til the sun came up? not yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;39. gone too far on a dare: too far on a dare? well, i do what is required, but nothing more than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;40. taken a survey quite like this before: yeah, i already did a few times before. it's relaxing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ My life ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;41. name: pia richelle uy lee leong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;42. birthday: august 10 1984&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;43. relationship status: i'm single! and by choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;44. nationality: Filipino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;45. occupation: Graduating Senior and Tutor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;46. i'm feeling: stressed, happy, sad, frustrated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;47. i'm listening to: the background music of Lovers in Paris. ang lakas kasi ng TV ni junie e. kahit nasa kabilang room cya, I can still hear the TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;48. i'm doing: this survey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;49. i'm craving: pizza, particularly Yellow Cab. It's been awhile since I last ate a slice of it. I just wanna taste it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;50. i'm thinking of: my life after graduation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ Love ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;52. love?: is overrated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;53. inlove: i'm not at the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;54. My current love: God, my family, and a few friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;55. best love song: best love song? can't think of any right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;56. is it possible to be in love w/ more than 1 person? no, because love is a commitment and you can't commit to more than one person at a time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;57. when love hurts: it's ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;58. is there such thing as love @ first sight: i don't think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;59. first impression counts : yeah, it does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ Attraction ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;60. turn ons: matalino, decent, clean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;61. turn offs: barumbado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;62. do your parents' opinion on your gf/bf matter to you?: of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;63. what is the sweetest thing a guy/girl can do for you?: hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;64. where do you go to meet people: in school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;65. are you the type of person to HOLLA and ask for numbers?: nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;66. dog or cat: cat forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;67. sunshine or rain: sunshine. ang hirap pag umuulan e. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;68. hugs or kisses: hugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;69. summer or winter: summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;70. playstation or nintendo: neither.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;71. car or motorcycle: car na lang cguro if given the choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;72. house party or club: house party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;73. sing or dance: i like singing better.&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/8099274-110597207697493000?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/110597207697493000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=110597207697493000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110597207697493000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110597207697493000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2005/01/another-survey.html' title='another survey'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-110570988857052952</id><published>2005-01-14T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T21:38:39.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So True</title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/ynr/too-busy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;You Don't Have a Boyfriend Because You are Too Busy&lt;/h2&gt;While a relationship sounds nice, you're strapped for time&lt;br /&gt;Whether you're legitimately busy or just making excuses...&lt;br /&gt;... You don't give men enough of your time.&lt;br /&gt;As nice as "instant love" would be, there's just no such thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/noboyfriendquiz.html"&gt;Why Don't You Have a Boyfriend Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Find&lt;/a&gt; the Love of Your Life (and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099274-110570988857052952?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/110570988857052952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=110570988857052952' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110570988857052952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110570988857052952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2005/01/so-true.html' title='So True'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-110570750930328348</id><published>2005-01-14T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T21:33:57.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzes</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Toxic by Britney Spears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/toxic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;"It's getting late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;To give you up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;I took a sip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;From my devil cup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;SlowlyIt's taking over me " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Ah, what's a year without breaking a few hearts? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Literally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; 2004 Hit Song Are You?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;You Are the Girl Next Door!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p&gt;You're caring, warm, and the girl that nice guys want to marry.Uncomplicated and simple, you've got an easy going attitude guys love.But this doesn't mean you're dull - far from it!You're a great conversationalist, and you're an expert at living the good life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/kindgirlquiz.html"&gt;What Kind of Girl Are You? Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Find&lt;/a&gt; the Love of Your Life (and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/girl-next-door.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/ynr/intro-extrovert.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;You Are An Intro-Extrovert!&lt;/h2&gt;Sometimes you're social - sometimes you're shy&lt;br /&gt;You've got a bit of an Introvert / Extrovert split going on&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy all sorts of situations. Parties, small groups, and alone time.&lt;br /&gt;Too much of one, and you'll long for the other. You need varity!&lt;br /&gt;Chances are, you've got both serious and fun friends - and they don't get along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/extroorintroquiz.html"&gt;Are You An Extrovert or Introvert? Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Find&lt;/a&gt; the Love of Your Life (and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/ynr/peppermint-cappuccino.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;You Are a Peppermint Cappuccino&lt;/h2&gt;You're fun, outgoing, and you love to try anything new.&lt;br /&gt;However, you tend to have strong opinions on what you like.&lt;br /&gt;You are a total girly girly at heart - and prefer your coffee with good conversation.&lt;br /&gt;You're the type that seems complex to outsiders, but in reality, you are easy to please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/coffeequiz.html"&gt;What Kind Of Coffee Are You? Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Find&lt;/a&gt; the Love of Your Life (and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099274-110570750930328348?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/110570750930328348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=110570750930328348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110570750930328348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110570750930328348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2005/01/quizzes.html' title='Quizzes'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-110568751251408097</id><published>2005-01-14T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T20:50:58.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>33 things about myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. YOUR HOROSCOPE?--&gt; leo (but i don't really believe in such things, so there's no use in knowing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. SiNGLE OR TAKEN?--&gt; single (and it's by CHOICE) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. IF TAKEN, BY WHO?--&gt; God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN SERIOUSLY HURTBY THE PERSON YOU LOVE/LOVED?--&gt; oh yes. Sobra. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. WHAT WOULD BE YOUR REASON iF YOU TURNED SUiCiDAL?--&gt; I'd never know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. iS SUiCiDE REALLY KiLLiNG YOURSELF?--&gt; suicide? maybe, but just physically. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. PREFER COUNTRY OR CLASSiC?--&gt; classic music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. PREFER CUTE/iDiOT OR SMART/UGLY?--&gt; cyempre cute and smart no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. ARE YOU iN A STABLE RELATiONSHiP WiTH YOUR BF/GF?--&gt; this is NOT APPLICABLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. YOU`D EXPECT A TEXT MESSAGE USUALLY FROM:--&gt; my mom and from org people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. HAVE A BEST FRiEND THAT iS iN THE OPPOSiTE GENDER? WHO?--&gt; I had several, but as of the moment, I don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. WHAT DO YOU LiKE DOiNG WHEN YOU`RE DEPRESSED?--&gt; Sleep, read, and surf the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. CHEERFUL OR BORiNG?--&gt; most of the time I'm cheerful. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. DESCRiBE A PERFECT DATE--&gt; an enjoying one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. EVER WONDERED WHY NOBODY KNOWS WHY THE SKY iS BLUE? WHAT DO YOU THiNK?--&gt; no, I never wondered and I don't really give a damn. there are some things that you take as they are - without questions - and this is one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. EVER BEEN HURT BY LOVE?--&gt; yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. WiLL YOU EVER MAKE THE SAME MiSTAKE AGAiN? WITH LOVE???--&gt; I don't know, but I swore to myself I won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. EVER HATED ANYONE LiKE HELL?--&gt; yeah, but I eventually got over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. DO YOU DO ANYTHiNG WHEN A PERSON BREAKS UP WiTH YOU AFTER ONE DAY?--&gt; I haven't been into such a situation yet. I'll tell you when I experience it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. GiVE ONE WORD THAT BEST DESCRiBES WHAT YOU'RE FEELING NOW--&gt; Bored and tired because of the super hectic day and also a stressful weekend ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. DO YOU BELiEVE iN YOURSELF?--&gt; sometimes I do, sometimes I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. EVER PHYSiCALLY HURT YOURSELF?--&gt; never have I done this intentionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. EVER VERBALLY HURT YOURSELF?--&gt; not ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. MOTTO iN LiFE.--&gt; I can do all things through Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. HAVE YOU EVER DOUBTED THAT SOMETiMES?--&gt; before I did already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. HAVE YOU EVER HAD *EXTRA* FEELiNGS ABOUT A FRiEND FROM THE OPPOSiTE GENDER?--&gt; I think this is very much normal. Oh, and my answer is yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. iF YES, WHAT DiD YOU DO ABOUT iT? iFNO, WHAT WOULD YOU DO?--&gt; what did i do about it? could we just junk this to history and consider it a lesson learned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. ArE FAME &amp;amp; MONEY THE MOST iMPORTANT THiNGS iN YOUR LiFe?--&gt; no. but i don't consider them insignificant either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. DO YOU MAKE ANY MOVEMENTS OR SOUNDS WHEN YOU`RE SLEEPiNG?--&gt; sounds? maybe hum or something like that. movements naman, the natural tossing and turning probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. ARE YOU DiFFiCULT TO WAKE UP?--&gt; sometimes. i'm too stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. HOW OFTEN DO YOU SLEEP?--&gt; i don't get the luxury of sleep nowadays, but i usually sleep for around 6 hours a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. ARE YOU CONVENiENT WiTH THAT?--&gt; that's okay with me, i guess. i don't have much choice anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33 LAST, HAVE YOU EVER THOUGHT YOU WERE PERFECT?--&gt; of course not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NOTE: PLEASE KEEP THE TiTLE OF THiSSURVEY "33 THiNGS ABOUT ME."&lt;/span&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/8099274-110568751251408097?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/110568751251408097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=110568751251408097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110568751251408097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110568751251408097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2005/01/33-things-about-myself.html' title='33 things about myself'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-110550481848776867</id><published>2005-01-12T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T12:40:18.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I need a break from all of these. God help me.&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/8099274-110550481848776867?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/110550481848776867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=110550481848776867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110550481848776867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110550481848776867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2005/01/prayer.html' title='prayer'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-110511190160691821</id><published>2005-01-07T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T23:31:41.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something about me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you currently wear?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tops&lt;/strong&gt;: I don't have prefer a brand over another. What matters for me is the material and the style of the tops that I use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pants&lt;/strong&gt;: Again, no preference for specific brands. Most of my pants though are not maong. Besides, I have more skirts than pants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Belts&lt;/strong&gt;: I have two from SM. One is in white, and the other is pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Underwear&lt;/strong&gt;: Soen and Sorella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boxer shorts&lt;/strong&gt;: I don't have one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jacket&lt;/strong&gt;: Jacket...I have one from Kamiseta, one from divisoria, one from my mom, and the other one i don't know na. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cap&lt;/strong&gt;: I have one that my cousin gave me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunglasses&lt;/strong&gt;: I don't have one at the moment. Been planning to buy one but never got around to doing so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Socks&lt;/strong&gt;: SM cya, the colorful ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hoes&lt;/strong&gt;: Again, I don't have a specific brand that I prefer. Basta okay ung quality and the style suits me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watch&lt;/strong&gt;: I forgot the name that my mom bought for me. The other one Rosellen gave me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jewelries&lt;/strong&gt;: I have several. I can't enumerate them all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you use?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soap&lt;/strong&gt;: Johnson's Baby Milk Bath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shampoo&lt;/strong&gt;: Pantene Hair Fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hair Gel&lt;/strong&gt;: I don't use anything for my hair except shampoo, conditioner, and hot oil cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perfume/Cologne&lt;/strong&gt;: Capture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Toothpaste&lt;/strong&gt;: Colgate forever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Facial&lt;/strong&gt;: Pond's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Accessories currently with you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cellphone&lt;/strong&gt;: Nokia 6610&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MP3 player&lt;/strong&gt;: My pc. It contains more than 1000+ songs. I haven't cleaned it up though. I'll get to that when school's over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wallet&lt;/strong&gt;: I don't know the name I'm using, it was given to me by my aunt when I was in high school first year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Handkerchief&lt;/strong&gt;: I bought them from divisoria, I think it was for 10 bucks each.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Comb/brush&lt;/strong&gt;: I have a brush from Anonymous, the white one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bag&lt;/strong&gt;: There are too many to mention. Most of them are shoulder bags, I have a few back packs though. Oh, and I have a duffel bag for travel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your lasts as of today:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Car that you rode&lt;/strong&gt;: I didn't ride a car today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Other transportation you had&lt;/strong&gt;: Tricycle lang from dorm to school, then from dorm to Kenny and back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Food&lt;/strong&gt;: roasted chicken at Kenny's plus buttered garlic mushroom and strawberry muffin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drink&lt;/strong&gt;: Iced Tea at Kenny's. I like the iced tea there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Computer you are using now&lt;/strong&gt;: Our PC since third year high school. It has been upgraded several times though. I'm just not aware of the specs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camera you used&lt;/strong&gt;: None. I didn't use any for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your private space:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stuff toys around&lt;/strong&gt;: I have the Ruff that Michelle Topacio gave me during the Aegis EdBoard Kris Kringle. It's so pink! I like it :) (Thanks Mich!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beddings&lt;/strong&gt;: Color orange with flowers all over. It's cute, even though it's not pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lamp&lt;/strong&gt;: Omni, color green. I've had it since first year college. I've changed the light several times already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aircon/Fan&lt;/strong&gt;: Fukuda, color black. It's been with me since first year college. As usual, my mom was the one who bought it for me :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TV&lt;/strong&gt;: I don't have a TV here sa dorm, but our TV sa house is a flat screen JVC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VCR/DVD&lt;/strong&gt;: My PC CDROM is enough for me to watch VCD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you using something that has your name on? &lt;/strong&gt;With my name on it? My stuff that has name stickers on them. Aside from that, wala na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Judge yourself, are you brand-conscious?&lt;/strong&gt; Nope. I never was, and I never will be.&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/8099274-110511190160691821?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/110511190160691821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=110511190160691821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110511190160691821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110511190160691821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2005/01/something-about-me_07.html' title='Something about me.'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-110502523885465230</id><published>2005-01-06T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T23:27:18.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loaded</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, I am loaded. Loaded with school work - both academic and extra-curricular. There are a lot of things to be done. There are a lot of responsibilities that have to be attended to. This is how my 2005 started off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I started off 2005 with school work. How boring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;January 3: started doing my second paper for Father David in Moral Philosophy. I really hated doing it. It was about Machiavelli and Public Greatness. I started around 12 mn and stopped by 5 am. By this time I only had a little over 3 pages done. I didn't have the motivation to write the paper; I still was not that much pressured that time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;January 4: woke up around 1pm already. Did some stuff 'til around 4pm, then I resumed writing my paper. I needed to write at least 7 pages - not 6 pages and a few lines. This would not suffice for Father David. When he says 7 pages, it has to be the full 7 pages, no space left for another line. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By the way, here's the format of the paper:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Font: Courier New&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Font Size: 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Spacing: 1.5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Margins: 1" on all sides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyhow, by 7pm, I was able to fill up the whole 7 pages that was needed, but I still hadn't concluded by then. With the conclusion, I reached some 7 and 1/3 pages. I printed the paper around 9pm, after some more proofreading to make sure he wouldn't have anything to critique on about my grammar or spelling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;January 5: went through school, going to classes and listening to boring lectures. I also went around offices to do my thing for the orgs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;January 6: did some paper work and some running about for orgs. After that, I went back to the dorm. At the dorm, I called up companies (again, org work). Slept for less than an hour, then went to tutoring. Now, it's 11:23 pm and I'm reading the &lt;em&gt;Social Contract &lt;/em&gt;by Jean-Jacques Rousseau for recitation in Father David's class tomorrow. I'm sleepy, yet I have to read at least half of this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, that's it for now. I'll continue reading Rousseau for the meantime. I hope I'll be able to sleep by 2am. &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/8099274-110502523885465230?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/110502523885465230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=110502523885465230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110502523885465230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110502523885465230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2005/01/loaded.html' title='loaded'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-110326761725310844</id><published>2004-12-17T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T15:13:37.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>done.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, it's finally done. Let's not include the make-up class for Father David's Moral Philo tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was freaking out last night with the many things that I had to go through today. First of all, history exam was scheduled at 8:30. Philo recitation for Father David at 9:30 is up next. Lastly, Financial Eco exam just this 1:30. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;History: I had several pages of notes to ingest and memorize. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Philosophy: Three readings, with an average of 20 pages each, to be read for the recitation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Financial Economics: 22 thesis statements to prepare for. Out of these 22, only 2 were taken. Take note: these thesis statements have to be explained INTUITIVELY, MATHEMATICALLY, and GRAPHICALLY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They're finally done and over with. I just have to wait for the results of the exam, which would probably be released on January 5, when classes resumes after the Christmas break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Things to prepare for and go through for the rest of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Theo151 class under Rosana (sooo boring). I wish I could cut that subject, but I'll be here in school til 6pm at the very least. I'd better attend that and save the cut for a later date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Aegis Editorial Board Plenary meeting. I'm sure this wouldn't start on time (4:30). I also think that the meeting would extend and they'll be needing me for food afterwards. (I handle the money and so they need me to finance the food.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. MEA General Assembly Party 2 at Valle Verde 2. This will start 7:30pm. If I'm lucky, I could take a power nap before leaving for the party. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*sigh* There are a few more things left to do. I'm so tired already. All I want to do is lie down and sleep for the rest of the day. However, duty calls and I have to attend each and every one of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh well...&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/8099274-110326761725310844?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/110326761725310844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=110326761725310844' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110326761725310844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110326761725310844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/12/done.html' title='done.'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-110312566692533566</id><published>2004-12-15T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T23:47:46.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship of the Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There's this particular dormmate that I've gotten close to this past year. I met her last year, but she striked me as snobbish and at first she didn't greet me nor acknowledge my presence at the very least, so I didn't take any initiative in getting to know her. The year passed and our friendship improved somehow - we were then on speaking terms, talking when the need arised. We also got to tell each other experiences that we've had. But we weren't really as close as two friends ought to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This year, however, things took a different turn. A few days before classes started last semester, we found out that we had the same Theo141 class. This started a new kind of friendship between the two of us. We went to Theo class together, which was our first class every MWFs. As the semester progressed, we got to go out several times and our friendship deepened. We go with each other to eat out, buy groceries together, and shop as well. When we're together, there's not a time that we're quiet. We're either joking loudly, or mocking each other jokingly, deceiving people into thinking that we were really quarreling with each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last Saturday, I wasn't entirely sure what to give her as a Christmas present. I knew though that I would be giving her a book - we're both book lovers and we are avid collectors of novels. I had an idea though that she likes the Mitch Albom book &lt;em&gt;The Five People You Meet in Heaven. &lt;/em&gt;When I was already at Powerbooks, holding the said title, I was thinking of getting her another book - Paolo Coelho's &lt;em&gt;By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept&lt;/em&gt;. Anyway, I wasn't really sure whether she read both already and so I decided to buy just the first book. In case she has read it already, I'd just take it for myself and buy her another one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, before the dorm Christmas Party started, we gave each other gifts. When we were both opening our presents for each other, we had this notion that we were giving each other the same gift. When the package was unwrapped, I saw two books inside. Guess what? The first one is the same book I gave her. The second one is the Paolo Coelho book I was thinking of getting her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah, we had the same thoughts. In a span of less than a year, I can say that we have developed a friendship that I never thought we would. Had she not been my classmate in Theo last sem, I know my last year's stay here at the dorm would not be as memorable. I had no one that I was very close with, except for her. I also know that I would not get too close with the other dormers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh, and there's one more thing. When I read the small card that she gave me, along with the presents, I felt like I was reading my own card for her. Sure, the way it was written was different from the one I gave her, the length was shorter, but the thoughts were the same. How identical could two presents get? Of course we did not talk about it to each other. We both wanted our presents for each other a surprise. Somehow, we think along the same wavelength. She has her own thoughts and my thoughts mirror her own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All I could say is that it is such a sweet thing to find that such a similarity could exist between two people whose friendship was sort of forged. The friendship was not really unwanted, but it wasn't planned either. Anyhow, had I been given the chance to start the year over again, I'm certain that I would not change anything with it. I like it the way it progressed. I also like the way things come together and mesh to form such a beautiful picture.&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/8099274-110312566692533566?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/110312566692533566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=110312566692533566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110312566692533566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110312566692533566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/12/friendship-of-year.html' title='Friendship of the Year'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-110310435580022436</id><published>2004-12-15T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T17:52:35.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dev Eco...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can testify that Venida (Advent, as translated) is very kuripot when it comes to grades. We submitted the research paper just this Monday and he returned it, already graded, just today. Of all the groups that submitted, only one got a C. Guess what the rest got? I wish I could say that it's a B, or better yet an A. Nah... wishful thinking won't change our grade. We all got a D! Yeah, that's what we get for not sleeping at all for that paper. That's how Venida returns our hardwork. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They say that he curves grades even though he gives very low individual grades. Anyway, that better be true. I don't wanna get a D from him for the whole Dev Eco, certainly.&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/8099274-110310435580022436?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/110310435580022436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=110310435580022436' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110310435580022436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110310435580022436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/12/dev-eco.html' title='Dev Eco...'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-110304059441745884</id><published>2004-12-15T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T00:14:03.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vacation na....next week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*sigh*... I'm counting the days til Christmas vacation. I really am looking forward to it, what with the school load that I've been burdened with for the past few days and will still be bugged with the next few days til actual vacation comes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here are the hurdles that had to be overcome before tasting the much-awited rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First hurdle - Dev Eco long test last Thursday (December 9). There were only 6 thesis statements to study, but they were very hard. I spent the whole day December 8 studying for that exam. I even cut my first class the next day just to study for that. Anyhow, the class average for that exam is 1.5 (this is Ateneo grade, with 4 being the highest, 0 the lowest), with standard deviation of 0.6. Well, I got 2, 2, and 1 for questions 1, 2, and 3 respectively. So far, the highest I've heard got 2, 2, and 2.5. I don't know how I fared. There were some who got 1, 1, 0...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Second hurdle - Dev Eco research paper due just the Monday that has passed (that's December 13). First off, Kate and I woke up early Saturday and Sunday morning just to have something done for the paper. Saturday, we went to Ortigas to research some data in World Bank. We split when we were done. Anyway, the rest of Saturday was spent shopping with Junie and her sis. Sunday, we were up since 9am, discussing the flaws in the measure that we were using (for comparing income inequality). Anyhow, there was Christmas mass in the evening. We were all required (in our group) coz we're officers in MEA. Add to that the fact that Ninz and I had to offer the canned goods. Anyway, after the mass, we went straight to JD's house, stopping by my dorm to pick up my pc - we used it to type the paper. We never got to sleep (except for an hour, the max). We submitted the paper 11:30, an hour later than deadline. Venida said that it was Fine, Fine, just Fine (take note, stress in the "F"). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Third hurdle (about to come) - Eco 142 (that's financial eco under Dr. Dumlao) long test on Friday. There are 26 thesis questions to prepare for... Of those 26, only 2 are to be picked for the exam. I really have to prepare for this so that come 2nd exam, I won't have to study much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fourth hurdle (about to come also) - History exam (in Filipino, take note) same day as the Ec142 exam. Well, I really have to prepare for this. Good thing I don't have tutor sessions on Thusday. That means I can study for both exams (cram is the appropriate word, i think). Try as I may and hope as I wish to study in advance, I know that simply is not possible. Besides, I work better under pressure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fifth hurdle (about to come also) - Father David make-up class on Saturday. What an end to 2004 and what a way to start the Christmas break. There's no explanation for this. Father David says it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sixth hurdle (come Christmas break pa) - paper due on Philo first day of class in January. I bet I'd cram that again, all the while thinking what to do about it during the break. I know I won't be able to enjoy the break (my last one) as I wish I could. How good Father David is in spoiling breaks. He thinks that as students, we don't deserve to cut, as we haven't contributed anything to society as yet. I think that goes the same for enjoying Christmas breaks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I thought Christmas is the season for giving, sharing, and loving. &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/8099274-110304059441745884?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/110304059441745884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=110304059441745884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110304059441745884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110304059441745884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/12/vacation-nanext-week.html' title='vacation na....next week'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-110222248711857768</id><published>2004-12-05T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T12:54:47.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loooong vacation...supposedly</title><content type='html'>Last week was a blast. Monday was a holiday - no classes, of course! Tuesday and Wednesday were regular class days, but the momentum wasn't there, so it didn't really feel like we had class. Thursday - no classes due to the typhoon. I couldn't really care much coz I only had three hours of class every TTh. In fact, I would very much like to have classes during those days, if I were to choose between MWF or TTh. Anyway, Friday was another day break from school. I very much enjoyed the vacation. Though I searched the net for information for our research paper the whole day Thursday, I wasn't pressured at all so I was relaxed. I spent my Friday morning arranging my stuff - throwing away unnecessary stuff and stacking the others in proper order. I went home Friday afternoon, ready to enjoy the weekend ahead of me AT HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8pm, at home, Kate suddenly sent me an SMS asking me if the make-up class for Father David's Moral Philo class was still on schedule the next day. It was only then that I remembered all about it. I even had it in my planner, but I forgot to check it out! Anyway, thanks Kate for saving my ass. I would have been forced to write a 2 and a half paged paper for Father David. I don't like cutting his class and writing him a paper - it might risk me receiving the humiliation he would give me once he gets to read my paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm here at the dorm once again. I went to the make-up class, but I decided to stay behind here and not go home anymore because I would have more useful things to do here than at home. Besides, it's too tiring to travel for an hour; not to mention the transportation costs attached to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099274-110222248711857768?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/110222248711857768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=110222248711857768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110222248711857768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110222248711857768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/12/loooong-vacationsupposedly.html' title='loooong vacation...supposedly'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-110113755085201896</id><published>2004-11-22T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T23:32:30.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>draining</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah, that's what I'd call this semester. It is not intellectually draining, but physically. I feel as if I live in school already! Imagine, I stay there from 8:30 to 4:30 every Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays! Sometimes, when there are meetings, I stay til 6:00pm! Then I go straight to my tutee's house. I drop by my dorm just to drop off and pick up some stuff. Aside from that, I get no rest at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There's not much to tell about my school days as of yet. Not much is happening, just the usual stuff, nothing interesting enough to take note of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, I'm still adjusting to my very tiring schedule. I haven't had such a schedule since my freshman year, that's why it's such a new thing for me nowadays. I'm still used to the half day classes I've had since my junior year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So much for my last semester.&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/8099274-110113755085201896?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/110113755085201896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=110113755085201896' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110113755085201896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110113755085201896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/11/draining.html' title='draining'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-110009737959955060</id><published>2004-11-10T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T22:36:19.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>second week of second sem</title><content type='html'>Yeah, tis the last semester of my college life already. I can't believe I've come this far. It seems as though I just stepped into college, wondering where the buidings are, and now my college life is about to end. Time has passed by so fast. It really has. It doesn't take too long for one semester to progress into the next. For all you know, the semester has just started, then in a blink of an eye, it's about to end already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I was expecting that my load for this semester would somehow be light. I only have one major subject - Development Economics. I have Theology 151 under Dr. Rosana, Philosophy 104 under Fr. David, and History 166 under Dr. Gealogo. Honestly, I like all of them. So at first it doesn't seem as if my semester would be hard, considering that I like the teachers. Anyhow, I enlisted in Financial Economics, coz Dumlao's the teacher. I figured out that I would be able to understand the lesson coz he's the one teaching. For my major elective, I took up Investment Management under Lichauco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Rosana's okay, but the discussion's a bit boring. I don't sleep in her class though. I sometimes yawn a little, but that's all there is to that. It's bearable, in other words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fr. David... I've heard quite a lot about him, considering that I have a friend in the Professional Schools who's taken him up already for another Philosophy subject. She told me that he gives out A's and B+'s generously. Now, that's not bad. In fact, I like that more than anything else... In class, Fr. D comes in five to ten minutes after the bell has rung. He starts discussion thirty minutes after the bell rings. In total, he rants on about the assigned reading for roughly twenty minutes. As for the readings, he has already given us two hundred pages of a particular book - &lt;em&gt;Nicomachean Ethics. &lt;/em&gt;I must admit, the reading's quite long, but it's not really a required thing. He doesn't give graded recitations, but he does shout at students who don't know what they're talking about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Gealogo's a different story. As of the meantime, he has not shown up in class yet, aside from the first day of class. He's outside the country, or so his teaching assistant (TA) tells us. His TA, on the other hand, doesn't like to discuss much. If he were given the chance to dismiss the class early, I'm sure he would. So History 166 as of the meantime is not much of a burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Dumlao, the financial economics teacher, is good. I've already had him for International Finance and I actually appreciated the subject when he taught it last year. He's still good, not to mention good looking too. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Investment Management is also nice. The teacher, Lichauco, is a cool guy. He doesn't believe in teaching us a book. He wants to impart something about what's happening in the real world out there, particularly in the stock market, coz that's what the subject matter's all about. Anyhow, I like him. I think this class is gonna be great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Development Economics under Venida (I'm not sure whether he's a Dr. or just an MA graduate of Eco). His class is the fast track one. This means that we end earlier than the semester (first week of January, to be precise). This also means that we get to see him everyday. For one thing, I didn't have a choice in the subject. This was the only class that was available to me during registration, what with my very beautiful number - 430. Also, I liked the schedule more than the other one. The other class is scheduled every TTH, 3:00 - 4:30 pm. Anyway, seeing a teacher for everyday of the semester is not at all nice. What's worse is that Venida's not really that nice at all. In fact, there are quite a few students in our class who detest him already. He's gay, by the way. Let's just not comment about his personality. I'll leave it at that. Just ask me about the happenings in class; I'll be more than glad to tell you about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099274-110009737959955060?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/110009737959955060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=110009737959955060' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110009737959955060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/110009737959955060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/11/second-week-of-second-sem.html' title='second week of second sem'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-109946435185056660</id><published>2004-11-03T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T14:45:51.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>news</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I already have &lt;em&gt;Princess Diaries Volume IV and a half: Project Princess. &lt;/em&gt;Yey! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just waiting for Volume 6...&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/8099274-109946435185056660?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/109946435185056660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=109946435185056660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109946435185056660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109946435185056660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/11/news.html' title='news'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-109928493176633212</id><published>2004-11-01T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T12:55:31.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Diaries VI and Nicholas Sparks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After I heard that &lt;em&gt;Princess Diaries IV (Princess in Waiting)&lt;/em&gt; is available in National Bookstore Biñan, I had the maid go buy a copy of it. (I just got here in Biñan that time yet I already had my outfit washed and I didn't have anything else to wear to go out so I simply wrote down the name of the book and had her buy it for me.) She came back, an hour later, holding a copy of the book and the news that Book VI was available as well. I wanted her to go back, but I wasn't brutal enough to make her go. I decided to let the book wait, until the next day, when I would be prepared enough. I finished reading the book, it was okay, but it left me hanging. I really wanted to grab hold of a copy of the sixth book, but I waited until it was 3pm the next day (yesterday, October 31).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I got to National Bookstore, I immediately went to the Children's Books section and my eyes wandered to the Princess Diaries books displayed. I looked and looked, but to my dismay, Book six was nowhere to be found. When I asked the saleslady about it, she told me that the ones in display are the only ones available. Not giving up too easily, I tried to look again, hoping that even just one copy of the book were available. I gava up, after five minutes of the hopeless search. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Instead of going home right after, I decided to look around for a while. I saw some Nicholas Sparks books on the shelves. Then I thought, "Now's the best time to collect his books. I may have liked him since fourth year high school, when I read &lt;em&gt;The Notebook, &lt;/em&gt;I haven't necessarily bought any book of his. (I don't know where my copy of &lt;em&gt;The Notebook &lt;/em&gt;is, but I sure hope it's just somewhere around the house.) Anyway, I found myself debating how many books of his I should buy. I immediately had my eye on &lt;em&gt;The Guardian &lt;/em&gt;and I was sure that I would buy it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After five minutes, I went to the counter with only one book in hand. That book, I decided, would be the first book from the Nicholas Sparks collection that I would buy. The others would come after I have completed the Princess Diaries collection or when I still could not find copies of the others and I could spare money to buy a book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For the meantime, I'm quite satisfied with the books that I have. I do hope I find Book IV and a half (I'm not kidding, I've seen it through the internet) and Book VI (there's no Book VII just yet).&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/8099274-109928493176633212?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/109928493176633212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=109928493176633212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109928493176633212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109928493176633212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/11/princess-diaries-vi-and-nicholas.html' title='Princess Diaries VI and Nicholas Sparks'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-109886942234807009</id><published>2004-10-27T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T17:30:22.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess in Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah, I still haven't bought the volume four book of The Princess Diaries. I went ahead and finished reading the fifth volume. It was nice, but I'm sure the movie would be better. Anyway, when I browsed the end of the book, I saw that there is another volume, volume six. In fact, after volume four comes volume four and a half. Funny, I didn't know there was such a thing as volume four and a half... Now, I wonder, how many books are there in the The Princess Diaries series? So far this has been the most number of novels that I have seen in a series. &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/8099274-109886942234807009?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/109886942234807009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=109886942234807009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109886942234807009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109886942234807009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/10/princess-in-waiting.html' title='Princess in Waiting'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-109880813728234554</id><published>2004-10-26T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T00:28:57.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Princess Diaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Princess Diaries (Volume I): Cover in Fuschia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I saw this book on display at National Bookstore Katipunan and I hurriedly grabbed it and bought it - without hesitation - because I really liked the movie. When I got the chance to open it, I started reading it. At first I really had my hopes up that it is a really good book, good at least. The farther I went, the more disappointed I became. It wasn't as I expected it to be. It's totally different from the movie. (Let me not go into the details because I might spoil the fun of reading it.) They say that the book is usually better than the movie counterpart - and i believed so too until I came across this book. The movie is way better than the book itself. (If you wanna know why, go see for yourself - read the book)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Princess in the Spotlight (The Princess Diaries Volume II): Cover in Baby Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Junie, my dormmate, got home one day with a copy of this book. Without nothing much left to do - nothing she liked, that is - she thought of buying the book since it was on sale anyway. She got to read the first book (thanks to me). I finished the book, again feeling disappointed with the storyline and how the movie is again better than the book. My thoughts after reading the book were: 1. the movie will always be better than the book (in this case) and 2. there is always an exception to the rule. However, these thoughts and my experience of reading volumes 1 and 2 didn't stop me from wanting to buy the third book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Princess in Love (The Princess Diaries Volume III): Cover in Reddish Pink - so nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, so I wasn't really obsessed with buying the third book. I just happened to pass by National Katipunan again, intending to buy something else, when I thought of looking at the Children's Books section to check whether the third book is available already. Imagine my joy when I found book three and book five displayed among the shelves (my credit card, however, is not amenable to this). One thought that crossed my mind during that time was that there were no volume four books around. Well, I said, it was okay; I'll just buy whatever's here and wait 'til I have book four before I read book five. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While reading book three, towards the end of it I was already screaming! Yeah, I was screaming. :) My dormmate thought I'd gone nuts. You ask why? Coz what I was waiting for to happen since books 1 and 2 didn't happen until book three! That's why. Imagine my excitement for what's to happen in, and my frustration for not having, book four. Oh, yeah, I must say, book three is nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Princess in Waiting (The Princess Diaries Volume IV): Color in Violet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All I can say about this is that I am excited to have a copy of book four. I'm now thinking of whether I will go to National Cubao tomorrow and try my luck. Well, I'm not yet decided, but I might go there. We'll see... If I have the book four by tomorrow, my Princess Diaries collection would soon be complete!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Princess in Pink (The Princess Diaries Volume V): Color in Baby Pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I haven't read it yet, obviously. I'm still debating whether or not I will read it now. For one thing, the title has "pink" in it. Haha. The cover's also in baby pink. I like it. :p I'll comment more once I've read this and the previous volume. For the meantime, try to get hold of a copy and read away. Then tell me whether we share the same thoughts.&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/8099274-109880813728234554?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/109880813728234554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=109880813728234554' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109880813728234554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109880813728234554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/10/princess-diaries.html' title='The Princess Diaries'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-109854427996263529</id><published>2004-10-23T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T23:11:19.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Money Savvy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span id="homePage" style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I took the "Are You Money Savvy" test in www.femalenetwork.com and here's the result:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="homePage" style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span id="homePage" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana, arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're a Money Marvel! No wonder you're called a marvel by your friends. There are times when you seem to be on the brink of bankruptcy but you still manage to pull through. You're learning how to handle your money well but you somtimes make a few mistakes. But never fear. You are on the path of becoming a money-wiser person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="homePage" style=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana, arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Two-Peso Tip: Although you may often succumb to impulsive spending, always be aware of what you want and need (these two are very different!), and where your money is going. Make it easy on yourself by saving at least P500 a month. Plus, avoid temples of temptation—like shoe stores or clothing stores whose merchandise simply scream "Buy me!" Trust me, it'll go a long way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span id="homePage" style=""&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana, arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's funny how the test was able to capture the "me" when it comes to cash. Of all the tests in magazines and websites that I took, this is the one that i think is the most credible.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="homePage" style=""&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana, arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/8099274-109854427996263529?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/109854427996263529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=109854427996263529' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109854427996263529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109854427996263529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/10/am-i-money-savvy.html' title='Am I Money Savvy?'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-109845920499373266</id><published>2004-10-22T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T23:33:24.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>snapshot of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Message: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. dO yOu GeT jEaLoUs EaSiLy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- not really. i think first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. wHaT hV u Been DoiN fOr tHe pasT feW daYs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- sleep, internet, rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;3.LaSt MoVie thaT u WatCh? wiTh whO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- shark's tale, with ninz, rocky, mandy, and jd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;4.WhaT u gOnna dO aFteR thiS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- go to sleep, probably. rather, force myself to sleep. it's quite early for my sleeping time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;5.HaVe u cRieD BefOre?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- i have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;6.SeRioUs iN LOVe BefoRe? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- i was serious, dead serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;7.wHaT iS tHe 1sT tHiNg thaT coMes tO uR MiNd?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- right now? hmmm.... si ano...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;8.FaVe soNg? wHy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- i don't have a fave song for the meantime. i like a lot of songs, but i have no favorites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;9.wHaT u pLaNNiN tO dO diS weeKeNd?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- stay here in laguna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;10.dO u go cLuBbing? wheRe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- i don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;11.Do YoU sMoKe? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- nope, haven't even tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;12.aNy ppLe iN LoVe wiTh u nOw? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- none &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;13.dO u pRefeR sMs oR TalkiN oN pHoNe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- depends really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;14.R u MissiN suM1 nOw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- i'm not sure if i'm missing someone. he comes to my mind every once in a while though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;15.wHaT aRe YoU dOiNg NoW? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- sitting in front of the pc, typing away my thoughts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;16.wHen iS tHe LaSt tiMe u ReCeiVed any fLoweRs? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- last sem, i think? not on a very good note though. i'd rather that i haven't received it na lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;17.1 WoRd tO SaY bOuT u? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- maingay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;18.NaMe ur gOOd fReNz, aLL!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- napakarami naman nun e...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;19.wHo u waNa kiSS nOw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- none&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;20.iN LoVe wiTh aNy1 nOw? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- nope. in like, maybe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;21.1 peRsoN whO u wiSh tO sPeNd uR LiFe witH? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- "the one"? haven't met that person yet.&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/8099274-109845920499373266?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/109845920499373266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=109845920499373266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109845920499373266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109845920499373266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/10/snapshot-of-me.html' title='snapshot of me'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-109828050669824751</id><published>2004-10-20T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T00:04:14.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>touching story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't help but post this story here. I just saw this posted in Friendster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A young man was getting ready to  graduate from college. For many months he had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealer's showroom, and knowing his father could well afford it, he told him that was all he wanted. As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited signs that his father had purchased the car. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally, on the morning of his graduation his father called him into his private study. His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine son, and told him how much he loved him. He handed his son a beautifully wrapped gift box. Curious, but somewhat disappointed the young man opened the box and found a lovely, leather-bound Bible. Angrily, he raised his voice at his father and said, "With all your money, you give me a Bible?" and stormed out of the house, leaving the holy book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Many years passed and the young man was very successful in business. He had a beautiful home and a wonderful family, but realized his father was very old and thought perhaps he should go to him. He had not seen him since that graduation day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Before he could make arrangements, he received a telegram telling him his father had passed away and he willed all of his possessions to his son. He needed to come home immediately and take care of things. When he arrived at his father's house, sudden sadness and regret filled his heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He began to search his father's important papers and saw the still new Bible, just as he had left it years ago. With tears, he opened the Bible, and began to turn the pages. As he read those words, a car key dropped from an envelope taped behind the Bible. It had a tag with the dealer's name, the same dealer who had the sports car he had desired. On the tag was the date of his graduation and the words ... PAID IN FULL. &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/8099274-109828050669824751?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/109828050669824751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=109828050669824751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109828050669824751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109828050669824751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/10/touching-story.html' title='touching story'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-109819691033725199</id><published>2004-10-19T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T22:46:28.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sembreak day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;so far, i've accomplished the following this day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;1. paid the landline bill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;2. bought the pumps i wanted since i first saw it on sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;3. treated my feet to a soak and scrub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;4. seen my grades in theo and philo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;5. given trisha her cellphone allowance for the months of october and november&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;6. listed down what i plan to do for the rest of the week while i'm here at the dorm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;7. tutored one of my babies (taught two lessons in advance, in fact)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;looking at the list above makes me wonder how the rest of my week will be. i've accomplised just 7 things in a span of 12 hours. i'm not used to having so little to do in a day. it's simply just not me to waste so much time doing nothing. i'm so used to running about and doing a lot of things at a time that it bothers me when i find myself looking for something to do at days like these. i can say that it's a luxury to just wait for the time to pass by. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;in the next few days, however, i have several things lined up to do. tomorrow, i'll accompany my cousin to Grace, my beloved alma matter. it'll take up 4 hours, i think. i still have to go there (takes about 45 minutes) and then back here again once it's done. the travel time takes up the bulk of the errand. well, it's for a worth cause so i don't really care. after that i'll go to the bookstore and buy some supplies to finish arranging my stuff from last semester. arrange, arrange... then i'll end the day with tutoring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;it seems like this time i'll really take things one day at a time. i have the time to just do nothing and sleep, if i want to. that'll be part of the routine, but i'll have to squeeze in an org stuff or two to help keep me sane.&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/8099274-109819691033725199?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/109819691033725199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=109819691033725199' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109819691033725199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109819691033725199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/10/sembreak-day-2.html' title='sembreak day 2'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-109815780486831097</id><published>2004-10-19T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T11:50:04.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sembreak rolling - day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;random thoughts during the second day of sembreak:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;1. had my credit card dues paid already - thanks to my aunt for waiting for my payment so patiently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;2. still have to pay my telephone line - i'll do that in the afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;3. i've seen another pair of pumps that i like - will buy that in the afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;4. i've somehow cleaned up my stuff - i'll buy another box for the books that can not fit in anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;5. i have to go check my grades for philo and theo at the dela costa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;6. it's kinda boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;   - i have no more books to read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;   - i do surf the but it's not as entertaining for me as for other people. once i'm done checking my mail, YMing(when there are people i know), checking out friendster for what's new, and reading blogs, i'm outta here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;7. i should start planning what i have to do for the next few days of my stay here at the dorm. i can't just go out and shop til my credit card reaches its credit limit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;8. i should start planning what we have to present at the MEA evaluation seminar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;9. i should start planning for the Aegis project i've been delaying for weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;10. i should prepare myself for the Aegis evaluation seminar - now, is there one? i have to confirm that too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;P.S. &lt;strong&gt;catch up with some friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099274-109815780486831097?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/109815780486831097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=109815780486831097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109815780486831097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109815780486831097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/10/sembreak-rolling-day-2.html' title='sembreak rolling - day 2'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-109765744207341481</id><published>2004-10-13T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T16:50:42.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>senior's syndrome</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;i think i'm going through the much-dreaded syndrome right now. it didn't take me a whole sem to think of it actually. it wasn't til this week, the finals week, that i have come across the syndrome. people may think that the syndrome i have right now is the one that involves love, but it's not. i'll go about the story from the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;last year, i started having thoughts of going to law school - ateneo professional schools in particular - and the idea started coming back to me two weeks ago. when i thought of what field i wanted to go into, i was clueless. i still don't know what field of law i would want to delve into. i also don't know if i'd be able to survive law school. i'm actually sure that i would get through law school just fine; that is, if i'm committed into it and i really love the thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;that's the time that i began thinking of my intentions. do i really want to take up law for law in itself? do i want to study for four more years and live as a student would, still dependent on her parents for the tuition and allowance and pretty much everything? can i take the pressure of it all and go through it just fine? what will happen to me afterwards?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;after all the questions that have haunted me with my "wanting" to take up law studies, i realized one thing: i wanted to take up law just so i could once again live apart from my family. this doesn't mean that we have a rift going on between us. it doesn't mean either that i'm mad at them or anything. don't mistake this for something else. well, i can say that we're not that close, but i'm happy with them. actually, i love my family very much. i visit them at times, when i have the time, and i also call them up every once in a while just to have a chat with them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;i love them, but i can't bear the thought of going back to living with them, after four years of taking care of myself (except financially, of course ). i want to move out. it's as simple as that, yet as complicated as it can be. the thing is, i don't know how to break it to them without them thinking that i don't want to be with them. i don't think they'd understand my reasons for wanting to live on my own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;now, the question is, what do i do?!?&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/8099274-109765744207341481?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/109765744207341481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=109765744207341481' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109765744207341481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109765744207341481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/10/seniors-syndrome.html' title='senior&apos;s syndrome'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-109760807205657282</id><published>2004-10-13T02:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T03:07:52.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nice survey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. what is your name? (must not contain: a, c,g, h, s, j, u, r, n)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. what time is it? (you CANNOT use numbers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;two fifty-four in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. what school or job do you go to? (you CANNOTuse proper nouns)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to the institution where the pedestrians are not allowed to cross the street in front of a then freuently passed by gate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. how are you feeling right now? (must contain atleast 6 letters)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;overwhelmed with the polsci coverage for the exam half a day later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. how old are you? (cannot be in terms of years)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;first year wherein not a teenager anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PREFERENCES/FAVORITES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. where's the perfect vacation place? (cannot bein the philippines)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. favorite musical artist? (must be outdated)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lea salonga - i insist she's outdated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. favorite book? (must contain at least 400pages)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the bible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. favorite junkfood? (must come in at least 3flavors)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;none&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. favorite spice (you must also state atleast 3 food/drink items in which the spice isused)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hot sauce - pizza, spaghetti, and shakeys' chicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. favorite country? (you must be able toname the capital and a natural landmark)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Country: Philippines Capital: Manila Landmark: Banaue Rice Terraces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. favorite food? (must be filipino food):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nilagang baka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OTHERS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. who is/are your best friend[s]? (must bethe full name[s])&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i don't have a best friend for the meantime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. who is a celebrity you wish to be your friend?(you must state the month and day of his/her birthday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;celebrity? none. kahit sino ok lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. name a person who irritates you (you must alsostate his/her friend[s])&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;secret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. adjective most used to describe YOU (must notcontain the letters: j, v, g, z, k, x, q, o, p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;friendly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. phrase you use often (this must be an originalphrase and not copied from a movie, book, oranother person):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"hay nako..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. phrase you hear often (must have been said by a relative)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"ay yah!" - the chinese way of saying it.&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/8099274-109760807205657282?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/109760807205657282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=109760807205657282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109760807205657282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109760807205657282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/10/nice-survey.html' title='nice survey'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-109751809583332513</id><published>2004-10-12T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T02:08:15.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>looking forward</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yeah, it really sucks. after spending the night editing a paper, with only 1.5 hours of sleep, it makes me wish it were Saturday afternoon already. with the LS paper submission and Theo orals done, there are still a few more to go, three to be exact. the first one's Polsci, which is on Wednesday. the next one's the POM long test due on Friday, and the last's the LS defense on Saturday (the end of the sem). after all that, two weeks of sembreak left to enjoy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;now, how would i spend my sembreak? til now i haven't really finalized my plans yet. i've to tutor my babies during the first week, i think. so that means that i'll be staying here at the dorm for the meantime. that would keep my Monday-Thursday evenings occupied. but what do i do the rest of the time? maybe  i could go catch several movies with junie, my dormmate.  if we were to watch a movie for each day, that would be 4 movies that week! let's just hope that there would be nice flicks to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after that, maybe i'll just go to laguna, help out with the pharmacy, make use of the unlimited dsl access there, and rest. yeah. that would be quite a vacation for me, i must say. one whole week of resting will do me good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;for the meantime, let's go back and face reality. :(&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/8099274-109751809583332513?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/109751809583332513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=109751809583332513' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109751809583332513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109751809583332513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/10/looking-forward.html' title='looking forward'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-109720754717699086</id><published>2004-10-08T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T11:52:27.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on the last day before finals week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;soundtrip or movies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;it really depends. first, may money ba? kung meron, e d movies. next, may time ba? kung meron, and may money, movies. third, may kasama ba? kung pwede c junie, may time ako, and may money rin, e d movie. otherwise, not movie. (this reminds me of excel functions. ung "if" function. hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Short hair, long hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;both. my hair right now is in layered. the shortest one is just below my chin. the longest one is at length with my underarms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;White skin, moreno/a?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;they say white. pero umiitim ako as the years go by... nakakatamad kasi magdala ng payong e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Brown eyes, black eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;dark brown, to be specific.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Chicken or pork?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;chicken. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*Cno ka d2?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mtngkad o maliit? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'd like to think i'm matangkad, but reality bites. i'm maliit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Maingay o thmik?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;both. it really depends on the mood i am in. most people actually think i'm always talking. when i shut up even for just a minute, they wonder what's wrong with me. the fact is, i am a loner and i can lock myself up in a room and not talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Makulit o mabait?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm both. makulit. don't ask. people say so, and i think i am as well. mabait din ako. why? coz i say so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Singer "o" dancer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;both, but i'm more of a singer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Naging totoo ka ba sa pagsagot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;of course! why should i lie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1.FULL NAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i already wrote this out. just look at my previous entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the click of mouse and tapping of the keyboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;3.COMPLETE THIS SENTENCE: THE WORLDNEEDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cash! sabi nga ni sir Lagua, Cash is King. Joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;5.WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Chicken cordon bleu ng food for thought. that's my lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;6. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLORS WOULD YOU BE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;pink! need i say more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;7. WHAT DO YOU DO DURING YOUR CHILL TIME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;read books, surf the net (that means checking email, surfing friendster, and answering surveys such as this one), telebabad, sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;8. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;c jacq, this morning (1:00 - 1:30 am)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;9. THE FIRST THING YOU THINK ABOUT WHEN YOU SEE THE OPPOSITE SEX?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;what should i think of? unless they're a cutie, wala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;10. AUTO OR MANUAL CAR?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i don't know coz i don't drive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;11. FAVORITE DAY s OF THE week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;12. FAVORITE PLACE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;my rooom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;13. FAVORITE SPORTS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;volleyball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;14. DO U WEAR CONTACTS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;right now? i don't. but i have contacts that i wear regularly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;15. SIBLINGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2 younger sis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;16. THE COOLEST WAY I HAVE DONE TO RELEASE PRESSURE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;17.PEOPLE I HATE MOST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;mga nakakainis ang boses, worriers, and braggers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;18. WHAT IS THE BEST THING ABOUT BEING A GIRL/BOY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;being a girl... fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;19. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy na lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;20. MY BEST FRIEND/s IS/ARE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i don't have a best friend right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;21. CHOCOLATE OR FLOWER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;neither. they're both not lasting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;22. WHEN IM STUCK IN A JAM, I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;shut up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;23. SMS OR CALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;if it's important, call. otherwise, text.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;24. IF YOU COULD TURN BACK TIME, YOU WOULD..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;do everything all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;25. IN YOUR WALLET, YOU HAVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;money, credit cards, pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;26. FAVORITE BOARD GAME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;monopoly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;27. FAVORITE SMELLS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;my perfume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;28. WHAT IS THE LAST THING YOU THINK OF BEFORE YOU GO TO SLEEP?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;what time kaya ako makakatulog?&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/8099274-109720754717699086?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/109720754717699086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=109720754717699086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109720754717699086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109720754717699086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/10/on-last-day-before-finals-week.html' title='on the last day before finals week'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-109717248119776157</id><published>2004-10-08T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T02:08:01.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another destresser</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FACT 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Name: Pia Richelle Uy Lee Leong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Birth date: August 10, 1984&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Birthplace: Manila (Chinese General Hospital)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Current Location: Loyola Heights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eye Color: dark brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hair Colour: black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Height: 5'2"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Right handed or Left handed:  right handed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;---------------------------------------------&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FACT 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Race: Filipino, Chinese, Spanish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Weakness: books!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your perfect pizza: perfect? stuffed crust na shakeys pepperoni crunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;----------------------------------------------&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FACT 3: Your?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Most overused phrase(s): "oh well..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thoughts first waking up: "what time is it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Best physical feature: nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Usual bedtime: 2am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Most missed memory: high school days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;--------------------------------------&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FACT 4: Preferences..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pepsi or Coke: coke ako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;McDonald's or Burger King: Burger King for their burgers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Single or group dates: depends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lipton Iced Tea or Nestea tea:  Nestea Lite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chocolate or vanilla: chocolate ako!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cappuccino or Latte: i actually don't know the difference between the two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;------------------------------------------------&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FACT 5: Do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Smoke: i do not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sing: yes! i LOVE to sing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take a shower every day: I take a BATH every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have a crush(es): yeah. i have a few crushes at the moment, but they're just crushes; nothing more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Want to get married: it's ok with me, but at the meantime i have no thoughts of marriage whatsoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Believe in yourself: sometimes i do, sometimes i don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Get motion sickness: sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Think you're attractive: i would LIKE to think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Think you're a health freak: sometimes? hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Get along with your parents: yeah. i do. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like thunderstorms: hmm.....it really depends. :) if it means there'll be no school, then good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Play an instrument: i know how, but i don't anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;---------------------------------------------&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FACT 6: In the past month, you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Drank alcohol: no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gone on a date: does going to movies and mall with my dormmate count?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gone to the mall: yeah. sa megamall. we were supposed to buy something for theo. but i ended up buying a pink bag for myself! what a treat. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eaten sushi: yuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Been on stage: i've been. 10 times, i think? or is it a little more than 10? i don't really remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gone skating: once, with the scouts. it was oh-so-scary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-------------------------------------------&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FACT 7:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Age you hope to be married: hope to be married? hmm.....not really. the IDEAL age would be 29 - 33.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Number of Children: 2 lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Describe your Dream Wedding: haven't really thought of it and i have no plans to think of that for the meantime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How do you want to die: i wanna die in my sleep - something that's not painful. i don't want a slow death, neither a painful one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FACT 8: List the number of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;People you trust with ur life: family, cousins, friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cds u own: i don't own any cd, except for the ones that i burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tattoos: i don't want tattoos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Things in my past I wanna forget: none. i believe that each and every moment in my life has contributed to who i am now and that's what matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FACT 9: What..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Music are you listening to now? disney medley by lea salonga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Time is it now: 2:03 am, according to my pc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Who are the people you treasure the most: my family, cousins, and friends. :)&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/8099274-109717248119776157?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/109717248119776157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=109717248119776157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109717248119776157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109717248119776157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/10/another-destresser.html' title='another destresser'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-109630865981293043</id><published>2004-09-28T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T02:10:59.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slumbook</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Part 1: Basics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. NICKNAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;pag sa bahay and to family friends as well, it's Richelle or Chelle. sa school naman and work, Pia. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. SEX&lt;br /&gt;female ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. BIRTHDATE&lt;br /&gt;august 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. WHERE DO YOU LIVE&lt;br /&gt;live? in laloma - lechon capital of the philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. HEIGHT&lt;br /&gt;this is a depressing fact. 5'2" lang e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. SHOE SIZE&lt;br /&gt;i think it's 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. FIRST CRUSH&lt;br /&gt;elementary classmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. WHATS YOUR SIGN&lt;br /&gt;i don't actually care, coz i don't believe in such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. WHATS THE FIRST IMPRESSION OF YOU&lt;br /&gt;depende e. it's either masungit ako or friendly na makulit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. HAVE A TATTOO&lt;br /&gt;i don't and i don't plan to have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2: Food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. MCDONALDS OR BURGER KING&lt;br /&gt;hmm....i think burger king when it comes to burgers. pero kung fries, mcdo. kaso i don't eat fries na e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. COKE OR PEPSI&lt;br /&gt;coke ako, even though i don't drink coke that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. ROOT BEER OR CALI&lt;br /&gt;rootbeer, kahit na hindi rin ako gano umiinom ng rootbeer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. TEA OR COFFEE&lt;br /&gt;i'm a coffee addict! the best ung coffee jelly frap ng starbucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. VANILLA OR CHOCOLATE&lt;br /&gt;chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. CAKE OR PIE&lt;br /&gt;it really depends on the flavor e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 3: Pick one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. MARRY PERFECT FRIEND OR PERFECT LOVER&lt;br /&gt;perfect friend na lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. CATS OR DOGS&lt;br /&gt;cats definitely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 1 PILLOW OR 2&lt;br /&gt;more than that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. TOP OR BOTTOM&lt;br /&gt;what kind of question is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. WINTER/SPRING/SUMMER/FALL&lt;br /&gt;i actually don't know coz i haven't experienced the three seasons. maybe i should get to try out all of them before i can decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. SKIING OR BOARDING&lt;br /&gt;neither?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. BIKING OR BLADING&lt;br /&gt;biking! i never could balance myself using blading shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.ROCK/RAP/R&amp;B/PUNK/ALT/SKA/TECHNO/SWING&lt;br /&gt;R&amp;amp;B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. NIGHT OR DAY&lt;br /&gt;now, it really depends. what do i use it for ba? kung sleeping, i'd rather sleep sa day. and i can work better at night (more like past midnight night).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. VEST OR MITTENS&lt;br /&gt;vest is more applicable, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. DRESSED OR UNDRESSED&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather be dressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. BUNK OR WATER BED&lt;br /&gt;bunk bed anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. MAKE PLANS OR GO ALONG&lt;br /&gt;go along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. TRUTH OR DARE&lt;br /&gt;it really depends kung sino kasama mo. kung mga close friends, pwede truth. kung hindi nman, dare na lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. OCEAN OR POOL&lt;br /&gt;pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. SHOWERS OR BATHS&lt;br /&gt;i would like shower kasi hindi mahirap patuyuin ung hair. kaso kung hindi naman nalinis ung hair, the feeling's icky. so i'd rather take a bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. BLIND OR DEAF&lt;br /&gt;blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 4: Favorites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. COLORs&lt;br /&gt;Pink, Pink, Pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. NUMBER&lt;br /&gt;7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. SUBJECT&lt;br /&gt;math&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. SHOE BRAND/s&lt;br /&gt;i don't have brand preference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. DRINK&lt;br /&gt;water or pineapple juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. ANIMAL&lt;br /&gt;cat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. HOLIDAY&lt;br /&gt;Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. FAVORITE LINE FROM A MOVIE&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. BAND&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. MOVIE&lt;br /&gt;marami e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. PLACE TO CHILL&lt;br /&gt;dorm, eastwood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. FLOWER&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. PERFUME&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 5: Would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. MOVE ANYWHERE&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. DYE YOUR HAIR&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. LIKE TO MEET ONE FAMOUS PERSON?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. LIVE WITH ONE PERSON FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE&lt;br /&gt;maybe. pero ok lang sa akin magisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. NAME ONE PERSON YOU LOVE&lt;br /&gt;mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. NAME ONE THING THAT EMBARRASSES YOU&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. DO YOU LIKE SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;yeah. i have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. DO YOU LIKE TALKING ON THE PHONE&lt;br /&gt;yeah, when i have the time or i'm so stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. DO YOU HAVE YOUR OWN LINE&lt;br /&gt;yeah. :)&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/8099274-109630865981293043?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/109630865981293043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=109630865981293043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109630865981293043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109630865981293043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/09/slumbook.html' title='slumbook'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-109583462230000818</id><published>2004-09-22T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T14:30:22.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Sem is HELL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok, so it's not entirely hell, but then, there are a lot of things to do. this is a very miserable sem for me because of the academic workload. it's just 18 units, but i feel like i'm taking up 30 units because of the three major subjects that each have a major project requirement. add to that the pressures of org work and some part-time tutoring. now, i'm not saying that i don't want to have the sidings. actually, when i think about it, i would rather have the sidings than the main course. the sidings here refer to the org work and the tutoring. they're both fun. aside from that, i learn a lot from them. yeah, we do learn from academics but they're mostly theoretical. what i do learn from the sidings that i have are the actual happenings in life. now, am i philosophizing here? of course not. i'm just simply comparing the two aspects in my school life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;now, back to academics alone. see, i have a lot to do this coming days and the next week. here's my sched:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;    Sept 23 - Philo LT#2 (last na! pero may final orals pa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;    Sept 24 - OR LT#3 (last na rin! pero may final paper pa. thanks to JD for taking care of that part. but there's still the defense, which means that i have to study the model that we'll be doing.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;    Sept 24 - now, that's not a typo error. i really have to work on our LS paper. i have to do a profile on the crafts (consumers) market of COATS Manila Bay - the company we're using for the three major subjects. talk about hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;    Sept 25 - we have to go back to zambales for our theo report on the immersion. i don't know what time il be back but it's definitely gonna be a long day. how i wish i could relax on the way, but we still have to discuss the report content. it's not rest, definitely. oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;    Sept 26 - this is a sunday, but i don't know whether i can do something else rather than making my Theo research paper on the injustice in the structures of the academe in the Philippines (this is quite long, and i still haven't read any of the materials that i have. i'm not yet sure whether my data is already complete. i still have to gather data.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;    Sept 27 - Theo research paper submission&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;    Sept 29 - reporting on OR3 on AT&amp;T's CAPS (now, don't ask me what that is. just go look for it in google.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;    Oct 1 - Submission of OR paper. (is POM included here? i have to check.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So there. that's my sched for the meantime. i don't know if it won't change. i do hope the workload would not increase! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;now, the question is: how do i survive this?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099274-109583462230000818?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/109583462230000818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=109583462230000818' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109583462230000818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109583462230000818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/09/this-sem-is-hell.html' title='This Sem is HELL'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-109514897998614043</id><published>2004-09-14T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T16:02:59.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a distressing mechanism</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. what are you doing now?&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the Aegis room, answering this survey that i got from friendster. i'm distressing coz i have a lot of things to do. one for polsci (that's for tomorrow), one for operations research (read the veeerrryyy long case), edit the papers for POM and LS, and then study for theo (coverage toooo loooonnng).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. what were you doing before this?&lt;br /&gt;I compiled part of the polsci paper due for tomorrow and i also edited it. before that, i met with my groupmates (hi to kenneth, jd, jody, and ninz) for the LS-OR-POM paperS. and before that, i met with my OR groupmates (hi to kate, deeyan, and ninz) for the OR reporting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. what are you thinking now?&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of what i'll be doing and what i won't be doing later. i'll be finishing everything i can for tomorrow and i won't be sleeping (good thing i don't have an exam tomorrow and all my classes for tomorrow don't have much substantial stuff to ingest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. what time is it?&lt;br /&gt;according to MY watch, Ateneo time is 3:47pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. what time did you sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;exactly 2am. (and i had a 730 class this morning).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. what did you do last night?&lt;br /&gt;nice question. one: downloaded polsci parts from email. two: chatted with my friends. three: played text twist. now, i didn't know then that there are a lot of things to do for tomorrow. (most of the stuff in my to-do list came up just this afternoon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. what did you last say to a friend last night?&lt;br /&gt;"cge na nga. bye na."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. what attracts you to the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;hmm....the attitude plus the presentation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. what makes you happy?&lt;br /&gt;what makes me happy? now, that's a question that i have to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. what are you wearing right now?&lt;br /&gt;a yellow shirt and a skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. what will you do after answering this?&lt;br /&gt;look for something else to do before my 430 class with galura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. who was the last person you talked to?&lt;br /&gt;last person i talked to before answering this? barbs magallona. i asked her something while i was editing the polsci paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. what do you want to tell someone but you don't know how to tell him/her?&lt;br /&gt;hmm....wala ako maisip right now e. i think for the moment, wala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. when is your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;August 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. when is your bf/gf's birthday?&lt;br /&gt;not applicable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. when did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;march 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. when did you last smile?&lt;br /&gt;just a few minutes ago. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. why did you answer this?&lt;br /&gt;because i have to destress before facing what waits for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. when will you marry?&lt;br /&gt;when will i marry? i don't think i can answer that. IF i would get married, around 29.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. when did you last receive a gift?&lt;br /&gt;my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. when did you last drink alcoholic beverages?&lt;br /&gt;nung batch party (ang saya nun!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. who will you vote for president?&lt;br /&gt;president? wala naman elections e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. who was the last person you talked w/ yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;si spence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. who makes you happy?&lt;br /&gt;my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. who is your enemy?&lt;br /&gt;i don't have an enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. who has the qualities you like in a guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;not complete e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. who do you hate most among your friends?&lt;br /&gt;wala no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. who's your closest among the females?&lt;br /&gt;closest? rosellen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. who has the cutest smile you've ever seen?&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. who do you talk on d phone with often?&lt;br /&gt;phone? my aunt (para kulitin cya) and grace (para mang-asar). hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. do you belong to a team in your school?&lt;br /&gt;team? sports to? wala e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. how's school?&lt;br /&gt;hay....stressing! i'm on the verge of burning out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. any regrets?&lt;br /&gt;regrets about anything? wala naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. do you smoke? drink?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. are you a clubber?&lt;br /&gt;d rin e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. do you have someone in mind that you want to marry?&lt;br /&gt;nope. and i'm not thinking of marrying for the meantime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. do you like swimming?&lt;br /&gt;yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. do you wear contact lenses?&lt;br /&gt;yep. :) but right now, i'm not wearing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. do you kiss your parents good night?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. does your crush often send you messages in friendster?&lt;br /&gt;wala cyang friendster e. i wonder why? but then, i didn't ask him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. how about in e-mail?&lt;br /&gt;hindi e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. how often do you use the internet?&lt;br /&gt;i check my mail daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. how is your hair styled right now?&lt;br /&gt;layered. the shortest is just below my chin. the longest naman exactly below my armpit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. how is your feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;feeling? i'm tired, but i can manage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. how is the weather?&lt;br /&gt;it was drizzling kanina, but right now, the sky's clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. how will you treat your loved one?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. how did you learn about friendster?&lt;br /&gt;if someone doesn't know about friendster, that's a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. how old are you this year?&lt;br /&gt;oh my....i can't say it out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50.do you miss some one???&lt;br /&gt;yeah. sobrang miss ko na si grace! :)&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/8099274-109514897998614043?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/109514897998614043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=109514897998614043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109514897998614043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109514897998614043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/09/distressing-mechanism.html' title='a distressing mechanism'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-109480781022537604</id><published>2004-09-10T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T17:16:50.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the extreme differences of my creative poses</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;less than an hour into a major exam and i'm here in front of the pc, citing differences on the two creative poses that i had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the first pose (let me dub it as "rollers") is soooo me. it's because the pic's so makulit, and i AM makulit. it also says a lot about me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. PINK is my fave color - oh yes, it really is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. I love to sleep - that's why i have a really cute pillow. :P hehe. although i may not get enough sleep due to the demands of school, i make sure that i have cute pillowS. take note, i have quite a lot. (more than 10, i think).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. i sleep in oversized t-shirts coz they're really comfortable to wear, especially when sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;4. i've always liked to have wavy hair, but i don't want it to be permanent, thus the use of rollers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the second pose (my friends call it the "bold star" pose, thanks to jollo for naming the file as such). now, i think this is not at all descriptive of me. hehehe. well, for obvious reasons. it may be my shadow. or it may be what i want to be? now, that's a thought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;could someone please tell me what about the character says something about me? i would really appreciate it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;now, for the meantime, let me get back to reviewing for the upcoming exam (it's 5:15 now and the exam's scheduled for 6pm). &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/8099274-109480781022537604?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/109480781022537604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=109480781022537604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109480781022537604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109480781022537604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/09/extreme-differences-of-my-creative.html' title='the extreme differences of my creative poses'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-109419017661686387</id><published>2004-09-03T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T13:42:56.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/207/1606/640/creative%202.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/207/1606/320/creative%202.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's sooooo me! what ya think? :p&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099274-109419017661686387?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/109419017661686387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=109419017661686387' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109419017661686387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109419017661686387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/09/its-sooooo-me-what-ya-think-p.html' title=''/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-109419000362400047</id><published>2004-09-03T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T13:40:03.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/207/1606/640/pia%20bold%20star.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/207/1606/320/pia%20bold%20star.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ready na po ako for mature roles.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099274-109419000362400047?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/109419000362400047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=109419000362400047' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109419000362400047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109419000362400047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/09/ready-na-po-ako-for-mature-roles.html' title=''/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-109408804853072676</id><published>2004-09-02T09:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T13:02:17.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my battle cry!</title><content type='html'>&lt;form action="&lt;a href="&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="4" width="400" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="black"&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-SIZE: 16px; COLOR: red; FONT-FAMILY: 'times new roman'"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Is Your Battle Cry?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ffbb77;"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 10px;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:16px;color:#000;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:old english text mt,old english text;font-size:100%;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;ang! Who is that, striding amidst the freeway! It is &lt;b&gt;Pia Richelle Lee Leong&lt;/b&gt;, hands clutching a piece of chainlink fence! She howls apocalyptically:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-SIZE: 18px; MARGIN: 11px; COLOR: #000; FONT-FAMILY: 'times new roman'"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"I'm going to brutalize you until you are tax-deductible, and trade you for a candy bar!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#aaaaaa"&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-SIZE: 14px; COLOR: #000; FONT-FAMILY: 'times new roman'"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="black"&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-SIZE: 12px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: red; FONT-FAMILY: 'times new roman'"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099274-109408804853072676?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-109403837486863763</id><published>2004-09-01T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T19:32:54.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>x's in my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;now, do i have ur attention? good. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] been drunk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] smoked pot.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] kissed someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] rode in a taxi.  - maraming beses na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] been dumped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] shoplifted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] been fired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] been in a fist fight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] broken a bone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] got hit by a car. - well, almost. twice na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] snuck out of your parent's house. - kind of. well, not really, pero d kasi ako pinayagan and wala  naman tao sa bahay... afterwards, when i got home, i told my mom about it and she simply laughed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] been arrested. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] gone in a mosh pit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] stole something from your job - bond paper!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] celebrated new years in times square. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] went on a blind date. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] lied to a friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] had a crush on a teacher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] celebrated mardi-gras in new orleans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] been to europe. - when i was a kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] skipped school. - cut classes more likely. hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] thrown up from drinking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] lost a family member &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] played 'clue' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] had a sleepover party. - not really a party. just had a few friends over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] went ice skating. - but i was not good at it...how i wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ]cheated on a bf/gf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] been cheated on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] had a sweet sixteen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] had ur tonsils out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] had a car. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] drove. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] have a bf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] have a gf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] have a crush. - cyempre naman. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] feel loved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] feel lonely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] feel happy  - mababaw kasi ako. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] hate yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] think youre attractive. - hehe. i would like to think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] have a dog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] have your own room. - sa dorm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] listen to Hawaiian Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] listen to rap. - sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] listen to rock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] listen to country. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] listen to reggae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] listen to techno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] paint your nails. - when i have the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] have more than 1 best friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] get good grades. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] play an instrument.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] have slippers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] wear boxers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] wear black eyeliner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] like the color blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] like the color pink. very much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] cyber. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] claim. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[x] like to read. &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it's my life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] like to write.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] have long hair. - i've shaggy hair. there are long strands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] have short hair. - there are short ones as well. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] have a cell phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] have a laptop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] have a pager&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Are you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] ugly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] pretty. - people say so.. and i wish i were. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] handsome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] bilingual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] Hawaiian. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] Samoan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] Filipino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] Korean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] British. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] mexican. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] asian. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] tall. in my dreams. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] grounded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] lazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] single. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] taken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] looking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] not looking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] brokenhearted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] talking to someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] IMing someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] scared to die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] sleepy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] annoyed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] thirsty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] on the phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[x] in your room. at the dorm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] drinking something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] eating something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] in your pjs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] ticklish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] listening to music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] watching the Olympics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ] watching tv&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/8099274-109403837486863763?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/109403837486863763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=109403837486863763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;How to make a &lt;strong&gt;pia richelle lee leong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 parts intelligence&lt;br /&gt;3 parts brilliance&lt;br /&gt;5 parts joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Method:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blend at a low speed for 30 seconds. Serve with a slice of fitness and a pinch of salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;. Yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;form action="&lt;a href=" method="post"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099274-109402891190854837?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/109402891190854837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=109402891190854837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109402891190854837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109402891190854837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/09/what-makes-me.html' title='what makes me?'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-109391959197229317</id><published>2004-08-31T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T10:33:11.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleeping habits</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;5 places you've slept at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;1. my room at the dorm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2. my room sa house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;3. my lola's place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;4. my tita's place in cagayan valley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;5. my cousin's place in Manila (near our house)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Do you dream often?- i think so. but then, when i wake up, i forget what my dream was all about, oftentimes even the fact that i dreamt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Do you drool when you sleep? - nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Do you talk in your sleep?- nope. i think i used to when i was younger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Do you snore?- when i'm soooo tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Do you sleep on your left side / right side?- neither. can't sleep on either side. i sleep with my back and can't sleep on any other position.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Are you one of the people who sleep with their eyes half open?-nope. but my cousin does. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Do you enjoy sleeping?- sometimes, especially when there are a lot of things lined up to do and sleep is a luxury.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Do you get enough sleep?- i would to think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;When you just can't get to sleep what do you do?- text people in the hopes that at least one of them is still up. then wait for their reply. if no one replies, i force myself to sleep: shut my eyes, cover my face, and wait til sleep takes its toll on me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sleep with lights On or Off?- off, preferably. it takes me awhile to sleep with the lights on, and probably not at all if the light is directly on my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Which side of the bed do you wake?- center. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pillows?- i have 10 in all. i'm not so sure kung mas marami pa. i have 4 sa dorm and the rest sa house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hard bed? Soft Bed?- soft bed. i can deal with a hard bed, but the thing is, upon waking up, i get a back ache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;What do you normally do before you sleep?- wait for someone's reply to my text message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;What can you not sleep without? - pillows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;What is the bad thing about you when you are sleeping?- i'm not so sure kung malikot pa rin ako matulog e. If so, then this may be the answer. &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/8099274-109391959197229317?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/109391959197229317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=109391959197229317' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109391959197229317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109391959197229317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/08/sleeping-habits.html' title='sleeping habits'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-109391713291158726</id><published>2004-08-31T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T09:52:12.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's the meaning of my name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The original message:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Message: YOUR TURN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Spell your name and copy what each letter signifies about your personality. Then, send this to a whole bunch of people you know *INCLUDING* the person who sent it to you, so others could get a clear picture of what a beautiful person you really are!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;           A - You can be very quiet when you have something on your mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;           B - You are always cautious when it comes to meeting new people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;           C - You definitely have a partier side in you, dont be shy to show it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;           D - You have trouble trusting people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;           E - You are a very exciting person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;           F - Everyone loves you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;           G - You have excellent ways of viewing people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;           H - You are not judgemental.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;           I - You are always smiling &amp; making otherssmile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;           J - Jealousy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;           K - You like to try new things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;           L - Love is something you deeply believe in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;           M - Success comes easily to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;           N - You like to work, but you always want a break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;           O - You are very open-minded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;           P - You are very friendly and understanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;           Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt; - You are a hypocrite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;           R - You are a social butterfly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;           S - You are very broad-minded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;           T - You have an attitude, a big one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;           U - You feel like you have to equal up to people's standards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;           V - You have a very good physical and looks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;           W - You like your privacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;           X - You never let people tell you what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;           Y - You cause a lot of trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;           Z - You're always fighting with someone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My name spelled out &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- and a few comments on each point&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;           P&lt;/strong&gt; - You are very friendly and understanding. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- aye to this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;          &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; - You are always smiling &amp; making others smile. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- i would like to think so. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;           &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt; - You can be very quiet when you have something on your mind. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- definitely!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;           &lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt; - You are a social butterfly. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- the heck?!? am i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;           &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; - You are always smiling &amp; making others smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;           &lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt; - You definitely have a partier side in you, don't be shy to show it. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- i guess so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt; - You are not judgemental.&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; - i try my best not to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;           &lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt; - You are a very exciting person.&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; - really? in what ways? does my kakulitan &amp; loudness contribute to this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt; - Love is something you deeply believe in.&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; - Love in general, I think. I sure hope that's what this pertains to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;           &lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt; - Love is something you deeply believe in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;           &lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt; - You are a very exciting person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;           &lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt; - You feel like you have to equal up to people's standards. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- or simply put, I expect myself to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;           &lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt; - You cause a lot of trouble.&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; - really? I didn't know that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;           &lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt; - Love is something you deeply believe in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;           &lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt; - You are a very exciting person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;           &lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt; - You are a very exciting person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;           &lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt; - Love is something you deeply believe in.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt; - You are a very exciting person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;           &lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt; - You are very open-minded. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- well, yeah. That's part of being understanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;           &lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt; - You like to work, but you always want a break &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;yes! Because when one works, and a break soon follows, it doesn't end up unappreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;           &lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt; - You have excellent ways of viewing people.&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; - hmm...what a nice way to put it. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just a few thoughts on this activity...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Is my name really significant of who I am or is it just suggestive of what my personality is? I would like to think that it only gives an excerpt of who I am. I don't wanna be boxed&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8099274-109391713291158726?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/109391713291158726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=109391713291158726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109391713291158726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109391713291158726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/08/whats-meaning-of-my-name.html' title='what&apos;s the meaning of my name?'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-109385232574314100</id><published>2004-08-30T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T15:59:18.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, here I come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;This is really one hell of a week and it's just started. Imagine, 3 group projects to be passed! Whew. I can just imagine how it would turn out. Good thing monday's already done and over with (well, the day hasn't ended yet, but the school activities for the day already are). Now, i have a few more days left ahead of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tomorrow, there would be a project pass for strategic management (second pass na!), on wednesday for production and operations management (second na rin and hopefully pre-final draft na), and on friday theology report. Of the three, i'm done with the first two mentioned (well, with my part at least). The last one (on theology), I still haven't anything done yet (haven't anything started in the first place even). Oh well, let's just wait and see what happens to the forthcoming days. I'm sure it's gonna be pretty much exciting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;When Saturday comes (no wait, Friday pala), I'll be happy and contented. I haven't gone home for three weeks now, and it's all because of the things that's been happening. Let me enumerate them:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;August 14 (saturday) - there was a bowling tournament that we organized. It was soooo fun! :p Of course, I had to be there to oversee what's happening. I took the next day off by sleeping until 2pm! (It was certainly refreshing!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;August 20 - 22 (friday to sunday) - we had our immersion in Zambales (we were with the Aetas!). It was a very memorable experience for me, and a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;nice one at that. It really had my eyes opened to the reality of the world. Life there was so different. In civilization, one thinks about what still needs to be done, because there simply is so much to do. Back there, one thinks about what to do for later (that's how laid back life is back there). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;August 28 (saturday) - my pictorial day! Actually, I was thinking of going home, but when 5pm passed and I was still in school, I thought against going home. I was so tired already I didn't feel like going home. Later on, I found out just how much stuff I had to have done for today. It was then that I thanked God for letting me stay behind in school for so long. (It was really a blessing in disguise, coz if I went home, I wouldn't have been able to finish the things that needs to be done for the deadline). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;And now, I'm here, in front of my pc, typing away my thoughts on how life is, how my life for the week would pass by, and how I wish it were Saturday already, so I may now go home and relax for the meantime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;But then, reality bites and I'm still here, it's Monday still, meaning there are still a few more days left to go before Saturday comes along. I just have to live with the days left and then I'll savor Saturday when it comes along. &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/8099274-109385232574314100?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/109385232574314100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=109385232574314100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109385232574314100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109385232574314100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/08/saturday-here-i-come.html' title='Saturday, here I come!'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-109368675937035850</id><published>2004-08-29T08:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T17:52:39.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>euphoric</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;alas! my pictorial's done and over with. :) i absolutely looove my creative pic. it was oh so nice, not at all descriptive of me. or is it my shadow? hmm....it might be. will post the pictures once i have the contact prints with me.&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/8099274-109368675937035850?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/109368675937035850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=109368675937035850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109368675937035850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109368675937035850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/08/euphoric_109368675937035850.html' title='euphoric'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-109366709545367155</id><published>2004-08-29T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T12:24:55.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my creative poses</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i have a few creative poses listed to try out (the pictorial's less than an hour away, i should have prepared for it by now). anyway, i've around 4 poses. :) hehehe. thanks to rosellen. (u sure made it a lot easier for me to come up with a creative pose. i'll just pose the pictures (all of the contact prints once they're done). i do hope the pictorial will turn out better than i expect it to be. and i do hope i'll do justice to the poses that i've come up with. &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/8099274-109366709545367155?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/109366709545367155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=109366709545367155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109366709545367155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109366709545367155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/08/my-creative-poses_28.html' title='my creative poses'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099274.post-109361800947748466</id><published>2004-08-28T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T22:46:49.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking of my creative pose for tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;i've been thinking of what to do for the pictorials since yesterday... ok, so i wasn't really thinking about it the way i should be, as i still don't have one to do. but then, it doesn't help to not be creative at all, yet what i need to come up with is a creative pose. now, how am i supposed to do that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;darn. i wanna take on miggy's suggestion of becoming a flower (no meaning to it, it's just cute). i was so perked up for this that i was already thinking of how i would pose and everything, when suddenly, miggy informed me that her friend doesn't have the prop already. how unfortunate of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;again, it doesn't help much that i don't have the time to come up with the prop necessary for that, as the pictorial's scheduled at 1pm tomorrow, and i still have to look for the materials that i would be using for that. it might take me too long and i might not do justice to the prop. oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;why does it have to be that way? i don't want my creative pose to be some sort of a model type. it defeats the purpose of its being creative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;or maybe "creative" is defined by the way the person projects the pose....hmm...what a thought. well, i don't think i have any choice at all. if i bring pink stuff there, how am i supposed to let the people know that the color of the stuff is pink, when the yearbook will be in duotone, and not full color? damn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;why does it have to be that i don't have creative juices flowing in my bloodstream? why are other people so creative they can easily come up with a pretty good idea for such? darn.&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/8099274-109361800947748466?l=bloominginpink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/feeds/109361800947748466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8099274&amp;postID=109361800947748466' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109361800947748466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8099274/posts/default/109361800947748466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloominginpink.blogspot.com/2004/08/thinking-of-my-creative-pose-for.html' title='thinking of my creative pose for tomorrow'/><author><name>bloominginpink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209676578068913264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b8VmMFL5wh0/SzjAhuaiZBI/AAAAAAAAABw/hnCR4qGXGq8/S220/DSC01677.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
