tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-373188632024-03-06T04:56:55.287+08:00grashanaeverybody has a star-studded moment...Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger160125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37318863.post-63074691383724562012010-03-25T16:25:00.000+08:002010-03-25T16:25:19.037+08:00Twilight Eclipse Poster<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Eclipse poster, the third part of the Twilight Saga is out already! Can't wait for June and be smitten by Edward already! Eclipse is still starring Kristen Stewart as Bella, Robert Pattinson as Edward, and Taylor Lautner as Jacob.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
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Sure I'm gonna watch 'em here in Iloilo on May 21st. :D<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0LWKsn2iS7RrboSX_5KTojmwqPkAxzfht7eiGLEBDZ_3czLXDRVIWRrTNByUS-F2gbTb7eDMcTl0FCmWJp_uEF_VXCaRZbOmpvc0hZHmBgr5T1gRzKCW4Jkkf2tdDNJ64dAR4/s1600-h/bamboo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0LWKsn2iS7RrboSX_5KTojmwqPkAxzfht7eiGLEBDZ_3czLXDRVIWRrTNByUS-F2gbTb7eDMcTl0FCmWJp_uEF_VXCaRZbOmpvc0hZHmBgr5T1gRzKCW4Jkkf2tdDNJ64dAR4/s320/bamboo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449487801095150882" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikqIsecTQG_1FWKh9es-SLBD4dWG8qmQ0Bevk4nfq5fA31U4cHeA_-OsuYiNqRozfY07mOI6l2Qb3mUF8mHNPZ7PoUYhsJRtAaTzhgyUtlNkAweHWTNn2JXMRViQ6Cw90kFBNE/s1600-h/KamikazeatOzamizCottaSquare.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikqIsecTQG_1FWKh9es-SLBD4dWG8qmQ0Bevk4nfq5fA31U4cHeA_-OsuYiNqRozfY07mOI6l2Qb3mUF8mHNPZ7PoUYhsJRtAaTzhgyUtlNkAweHWTNn2JXMRViQ6Cw90kFBNE/s320/KamikazeatOzamizCottaSquare.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449487813642935714" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS43jCz8MGITlOautwAO-9ouj8n5rXcrfsxlOgrWN8X3V5TPsP1md10P_MOBJyPx6vbjArGQFdo0pjbQ_tMmQcduj-pdMSu-cJ9u311ec32anXRs-s90eQbpLcyqNJIdSS-Z3v/s1600-h/2chqtnd.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS43jCz8MGITlOautwAO-9ouj8n5rXcrfsxlOgrWN8X3V5TPsP1md10P_MOBJyPx6vbjArGQFdo0pjbQ_tMmQcduj-pdMSu-cJ9u311ec32anXRs-s90eQbpLcyqNJIdSS-Z3v/s320/2chqtnd.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449487821821363298" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3tQ7gKaefP5A-QyWSz_atIafhoOKPatybAm_lIlI9nzL8lcRBIvLQTZHRUra8ZG8D-lkOOuvP_510UD69tpMKNsinH7yJrC5AfskI_5cGSkgNfgfsMnp1yfom-oNunE2KNfuH/s1600-h/chicosci.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3tQ7gKaefP5A-QyWSz_atIafhoOKPatybAm_lIlI9nzL8lcRBIvLQTZHRUra8ZG8D-lkOOuvP_510UD69tpMKNsinH7yJrC5AfskI_5cGSkgNfgfsMnp1yfom-oNunE2KNfuH/s320/chicosci.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449487833185186786" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4iB51dSimK-vNX_2kPOnMErEBlzmixKH39XDYq1PGIC6hREVADcuTgHLCnrHApMNLoEWKf0uIssafkeCMGoaLbhJSNgweY-jVr5btvWgwEywIYyO0itUB4_zCRYMD92-q69Th/s1600-h/6CM.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4iB51dSimK-vNX_2kPOnMErEBlzmixKH39XDYq1PGIC6hREVADcuTgHLCnrHApMNLoEWKf0uIssafkeCMGoaLbhJSNgweY-jVr5btvWgwEywIYyO0itUB4_zCRYMD92-q69Th/s320/6CM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449487833224630114" border="0" /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37318863.post-44474062127621577412010-03-13T23:08:00.002+08:002010-03-13T23:18:47.602+08:00Goodluck to Manny Pacquiao: Boxing Hero of the Filipino People<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Zero-crime rate tomorrow in the Philippines! Goodluck to People's Champ, Manny Pacquiao.</span><br /><br /><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirb_9_dFnwtWnl-uky6KPp-RK19rNr8zw3Y8kZ8MYM9wPn3M-iwiO2TdzJ5g-ivtaPOxyrMrpEDdETjQaNm9z49X0De6-zeSUZnbZiDVL0rt3IPC5bkkLbXwEFQkxp_8KdVUB-/s1600-h/manny_pacquiao.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirb_9_dFnwtWnl-uky6KPp-RK19rNr8zw3Y8kZ8MYM9wPn3M-iwiO2TdzJ5g-ivtaPOxyrMrpEDdETjQaNm9z49X0De6-zeSUZnbZiDVL0rt3IPC5bkkLbXwEFQkxp_8KdVUB-/s320/manny_pacquiao.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448137923038279474" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37318863.post-22595743306332328452010-03-11T15:59:00.001+08:002010-03-11T16:00:36.473+08:00Dakota Fanning and Kristen Stewart Cherry Bomb Video<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Kick ass! That's all I'm gonna say.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EzAq7S8o9H0&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EzAq7S8o9H0&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37318863.post-70584678690865815962010-03-10T14:38:00.004+08:002010-03-10T15:51:24.105+08:00Welcome me back!<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Currently listening to Bamboo and felt like updating this old and deprived blog of mine. Yes, I am back from hibernation and a lot, lot, lot of things happened to me after my last entry here.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">October, 2009 was the month my husband left me--- for his work abroad. :D</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">November 2010, my grandfather died. It was a time of sadness and a little bit of gladness. We lost our Lolo but at the same we got to know our long-lost relatives.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">December was of course the month-long celebration of the holiday season.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">January 2010, was the worst month. What was left of our barangay was this:</span><br /><br /><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizmkb2Nus9al2k5Rc7DFEfCYU5jA4gA0shruqZUMa8cDoTijx0Jugz4O_5Tl4E1B8UIDQL7dhip8W4gGpOdnAX26LrXM7DKivxKEVIyM4TLZj8n0hQ_8b_HPl5B6zCTfi7L9yh/s1600-h/21938_264188867057_719307057_3444120_7054117_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizmkb2Nus9al2k5Rc7DFEfCYU5jA4gA0shruqZUMa8cDoTijx0Jugz4O_5Tl4E1B8UIDQL7dhip8W4gGpOdnAX26LrXM7DKivxKEVIyM4TLZj8n0hQ_8b_HPl5B6zCTfi7L9yh/s200/21938_264188867057_719307057_3444120_7054117_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446907130164993922" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">The fire happened at the eve of Dinagyang Festival here in Iloilo. So I won't ever have a joyous 2010 Dinagyang Festival memory.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">February 2010, we transferred to our new house. I promised myself I will never be back living in Nabitasan anymore. I hope so...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Today is March 10, 2010. After that fire, another adrenaline-rushing experience occurred. Last two days, I was able to witness my boss having a severe asthma attack that we needed to rush her to the hospital. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Every month, something extraordinary just happens. This is what makes living worthwhile. There's sadness, and then there's something extra special happening. Every extraordinary thing that happens, I have learned something. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">ALWAYS BE A GIRL SCOUT! :D</span><br /><br /><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37318863.post-8169323636761644522009-09-29T23:36:00.003+08:002009-09-29T23:43:26.759+08:00I broke up with my ex-boyfriend because...<div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">I broke up with my ex NOT because I found a seaman. I broke up with him because I found someone who loves me, does not hurt me, respects me, and does not hit a f***ing red horse bottle on his skull!</span></span><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37318863.post-73462964520165787942009-09-24T23:49:00.006+08:002009-09-25T01:15:59.382+08:00Birthday Wishlist Granted<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Congratulate me, only two or three of the </span><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://grashana.blogspot.com/2008/09/birthday-wishlist.html">8 wishes</a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> I had last year were not materialized. I am still using my Motorola L6 and I haven't had a nail art, just YET! Last in the list was World Peace--and we've been chasing this one since ever. BUT, there's no harm in trying, as long as it is chase-able, we'll have to run after it until we can have a hold and never let go. ;)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">My wish for a new phone was never granted coz I have decided to have a 5-year depreciation for my L6. And, I didn't have the time and the mood to have a nail art. I did and still do paint my nails with exciting colors. ;)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I did receive a digicam, Sony W120. :D</span><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXH_99HkVomwJT7TbIoYw1h_k98SmXRB6Wra7UjfRTnUqGsT1gnBwhIeLF1XlzxGrFcU_AAgsGnaD-VAyHi727w6ijrWxRUaI5oUYntOF_KpW8v5Y7LAX3c8IyT0VaDdpgZu9c/s1600-h/dsc_0819.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXH_99HkVomwJT7TbIoYw1h_k98SmXRB6Wra7UjfRTnUqGsT1gnBwhIeLF1XlzxGrFcU_AAgsGnaD-VAyHi727w6ijrWxRUaI5oUYntOF_KpW8v5Y7LAX3c8IyT0VaDdpgZu9c/s200/dsc_0819.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385075963762630274" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I have my Sony 16 gig USB Flash Drive. It doesn't have a mickey mouse head, but it increased 12gigs in memory :)</span><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6RvEL-OqDDVp3g8Vmp55lrDW-Pm1egaWue8XlKW72Td965N4NxYOdMxEptVRUZxNN40Zjs-bZof2hXq4Hmr2EyGlAuSzA5rhg1syHhlQMDQh-Cqgd7zAQei8EDYYB6l01m-Ra/s1600-h/319dM42yPpL._SL500_AA280_.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6RvEL-OqDDVp3g8Vmp55lrDW-Pm1egaWue8XlKW72Td965N4NxYOdMxEptVRUZxNN40Zjs-bZof2hXq4Hmr2EyGlAuSzA5rhg1syHhlQMDQh-Cqgd7zAQei8EDYYB6l01m-Ra/s200/319dM42yPpL._SL500_AA280_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385076128767024338" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A pink skinny jeans, which ended up to my niece after using them 5 times.</span><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC5T0TVsQZpanBTzblHaNntdnhDSW-gLSRKxTi8mkAlHfqC-7uQVE_wVxqIIFkYScIKlOvWX5Tkl7kKsYBdLY5EFNw2EYqoDKB3okcAsh_mbEekOGeS4RkseouarsmSvdf6KtG/s1600-h/blueflys_blog_flypaper_skinny_jeans_fuschia.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC5T0TVsQZpanBTzblHaNntdnhDSW-gLSRKxTi8mkAlHfqC-7uQVE_wVxqIIFkYScIKlOvWX5Tkl7kKsYBdLY5EFNw2EYqoDKB3okcAsh_mbEekOGeS4RkseouarsmSvdf6KtG/s200/blueflys_blog_flypaper_skinny_jeans_fuschia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385080586689635362" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A black Manels pumps which I bought October last year to match our office uniform.</span><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4OrhWDXhQ4QeSoaNdiYR0Mx7AGzflxL3EoBqVPYz2637WHaiw4SyRV9quIeK6n_kNFtZK6R7UX4Y9vEURizJzcFPqfWdhdmyScfHQlBFmtIo6iQ4LkoMEitf2D-4PT-Q3azZ4/s1600-h/Cole+Haan-+Fiona+High+Air+Pumps.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4OrhWDXhQ4QeSoaNdiYR0Mx7AGzflxL3EoBqVPYz2637WHaiw4SyRV9quIeK6n_kNFtZK6R7UX4Y9vEURizJzcFPqfWdhdmyScfHQlBFmtIo6iQ4LkoMEitf2D-4PT-Q3azZ4/s200/Cole+Haan-+Fiona+High+Air+Pumps.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385080592676767282" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And...purple Havaianas! I changed my mind about the white one the moment I had a glimpse of the purple jelly ones!</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicbz8LygB0mUBqun6x2p1IpP6U8ajcQuNpuX_V5YC1lskfYDK_dHrYExI9CI9zrOMjwcMmdKBHjsmtaB3RUszKaVe_rP0s_YaUx0ujlmY2AXSh_evVVe_eCTKDOB_y4RAKcSEI/s1600-h/Slide19.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicbz8LygB0mUBqun6x2p1IpP6U8ajcQuNpuX_V5YC1lskfYDK_dHrYExI9CI9zrOMjwcMmdKBHjsmtaB3RUszKaVe_rP0s_YaUx0ujlmY2AXSh_evVVe_eCTKDOB_y4RAKcSEI/s200/Slide19.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385080595439934466" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Now that I am 24, I have shifted 180 degrees. I still want world peace. But different priorities. Enough with the material things, I want a continuous harmonious, love-filled relationship with my husband, pretty good health for him and me, a peaceful sail for him when he's on work, and finally... a BABY. 1-2 years from now. :)</span></span><br /><br /><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37318863.post-90773991588729238592009-09-11T01:09:00.004+08:002009-09-11T01:40:33.394+08:00Back in The Game<div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;">It's my birthday today and it would be appealing to make a comeback and not scolded. *puppy eyes* Haha! My last post is dated April 25th, after almost 5 months, I'm posting a new one with a new me... :)<br />I've changed status, my hair's chocolate brown, my pimples are back and I think I'm gonna be sick today. My flu's back and hopefully this is not bad.<br /><br />For the "almost" 5 months that I'm gone in here, I've done tons of things:<br /></div><ul style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"><li>Last May 3 we had a company outing in Anhawan, Oton, and I hope everybody had a lot of fun. Coz I did!</li><li>Attended my uncle's burial :(<br /></li><li>My then-fiance last May, now my husband ;), came home.<br /></li><li>I was bridesmaid to my cousin's May 16th wedding :D</li><li>Kissed by three gorgeous Korean hunks during a fiesta in my Tita's house. Hahah!</li><li>Had lots of fun looking for my civil wedding outfit. 8-} As well as my husband-to-be's outfit, gosh, that one was a tough job!</li><li>Wed my one-year boyfriend, <span style="font-style: italic;">but</span> friend since childhood :D</li><li>Cried hard and lots every time my husband would go to Manila :(</li><li>Had a horrible share of flu and cough, even consulted a doctor for that.<br /></li><li>Godmother-ed my niece, whose one godfather is my ex. It turns out now that I and my ex are <span style="font-style: italic;">kumpares and kumares</span> already! I believe it's destiny for past-lovers. Nyaha!</li></ul><div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;">I could have made a blog entry for each significant category, but then, I never had the time to get into blogger. Too busy with married life. ;)<br /><br />So, here I am again :P And oh, <span style="font-weight: bold;">happy birthday to me</span> :D</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37318863.post-74308416548768710442009-04-24T23:47:00.002+08:002009-04-25T02:07:04.918+08:00On Moving On<div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;">"Palayain ang isa't isa, kung tayo, tayo talaga"<br /><br />moving on...but it sucks.<br /><br />-it sucks now, but it will feel good--sooner!-<br /><br />this entry is dedicated to mariddie banzuelo. madz, you're not the only one who have felt that emotion. naaakz.<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37318863.post-27577009577019935352009-04-21T03:06:00.004+08:002009-04-21T04:40:55.600+08:00When it comes to F A S H I O N<div style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I googled the proper pronunciation of Hermes Birkin ( read: er-mezz ber-keen) and found this cool site about it. This "it" bag started to get my attention because of Victoria Beckham. You see her toting around different colors of this expensive bag? She even has one in diamond-studded Himalayan style.<br /><br />Anyway, back to the blog, I want to share this excerpt I have read from it, <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">"Women dress alike all over the world: they dress to be annoying to other women."</span> This was according to Elsa Schiaparelli, a 1930's Italian designer. See the truth in there? It's overwhelming to see other women, especially those who are fashionistas in-the-making ;), staring at your outfit with envy in their eyes. Hah!<br /><br />And then I realized, what's very overwhelming why women wear very, very nice outfit because it's a self-fulfillment. You want to look good for yourself. That would be it!<br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37318863.post-55596529436622785182009-04-09T05:03:00.003+08:002009-04-09T05:29:51.016+08:00Kutner Dies in HOUSE<div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fanpop.com/spots/house-md/images/298519"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBSzIocZmClJtAV9gHwcJKcHsXPdz-KctJNDRZ34mQHErbtDYr7FAfq474hLb_fUoEVK8s6P8p9kp3w2D2to0FGtdjyZpJv5RhkyrcAx1x3shirgPhsrRMfjnKVOp69QCDd-UA/s400/Season-4---House-and-Kal-Penn-house-md-298519_1920_1280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322435482923826098" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">[click pic for link of site]</span><br /><br />Just watched the Simple Explanation episode of House and Kutner died! I can't believe that his character would have that too much drama in the end. I have come to like him in House, eventhough I've known him to be starring in a crappy spoof movie. He was like this goody, goody persona in House who was very childlike and nobody would think to not adore him.<br /><br />In a celebrity blog that I've read yesterday, Kal Penn (Kutner's real name), actually resigned from House. He will have a change of career path and that newer path would be politics. He will serve the current President of the USA, Barack Obama, as an associate director in the White House’s Office of Public Liaison & Intergovernmental Affairs.<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37318863.post-67799234598552293552009-03-27T03:24:00.002+08:002009-03-27T05:45:24.068+08:00Sibling L O V E<div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;">Ever witnessed an innocent and purest LOVE that have ever happened between two siblings? I've had one. I even got teary-eyed at that very moment, I just fought my tears back. I was afraid all of the people around me might saw it.<br /><br />We were in our cousin's house last February. This cousin of mine died of cardiac arrest in Saudi Arabia. She worked as a domestic helper there and she left two children. One seven-year-old and a four-year-old. My cousin and their father were separated, so these two children, since then, were living with my cousin's parents.<br /><br />With what had happened, of course, all of the relatives gathered up and contributed moral and financial support to the family. I pitied the most these two children who, at the very young age, lost their mother and clueless enough to remember what just happened to her. Because of that tragedy, my aunt, who can be very generous and has the money to offer such generosity, proposed to get the seven-year-old and let him live with her. Treat him like her own and support him until he finishes school. Upon hearing that proposal, the younger sister, ran to their room and cried. At first, we never bothered to ask why she cried, we were thinking she just wanted to drink that chocolate drink which she has been asking her grandpa to get. But my cousin, the daughter of my Aunt, tried to console her and asked her what she wanted. She then heard the little girl crying while saying something like, 'don't get my brother, don't let him leave me'.<br /><br />A four-year-old saying something like that? She understood already what was happening. I was very touched by that thought. She loves her brother so dearly that even at a very young age, she just doesn't want them to be separated from each other. Yes, she was even smiling when the photographer took a picture of her together with their mother's coffin, but the LOVE that's living inside her is purest and very innocent.<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37318863.post-16428827229569632092009-03-14T03:58:00.002+08:002009-03-14T04:33:36.512+08:00Procrastination<div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">If there is one thing that I'm really, really good at, it would be<br />P R O C R A S T I N A T I O N ! ! !<br />Darn!<br />So many things to be done, waiting and waving and saying hello. Hahah.<br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37318863.post-64738353914546556332009-03-06T02:37:00.004+08:002009-03-06T03:55:19.614+08:0010 Reasons Why I and My Ex won't ever get back together<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I won't mock somebody here, after all I experienced happiness. For every failed relationship, someone's got to have that remaining happiness that she/he may treasure somewhere deep inside her/his heart. But things just won't work out, you fall out of love, someone new came over, or the enthusiasm of being inlove fades away...</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Here are the reasons why there's no chance that I and my ex won't ever get back together again:</span><br /></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">1. :D I am getting married already. </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">2. When I see him, I could think and say to myself that I was inlove with this guy before. It feels unrealistic now. :)</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">3. I broke his heart. :(</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">4. He broke mine too, well, he's been breaking it eversince we started the relationship.</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">5. We do not have the same level of understanding, he has his principles, I have mine. :P</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">6. He didn't allow me to go near the stage when there was a Bamboo concert. Nyaha. :D</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">7. He didn't allow me to wear a bikini and have a henna tattoo when I was in Boracay. Nyahaha.</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">8. He can be violent when he is really really mad. Punches a wall, hits his head with a Red Horse bottle (omg, I just realized this, I'm really not getting back with him :D), I was afraid he might mistaken me as a wall or a bottle of Red Horse in the end. :P</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">9. Our personality clashed. He follows what he wants, and I couldn't bend to them. ;)</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">10. I am much, much more and more H A P P I E R now with my fiance. Naks. Hahah.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Since he has been an object of my affection, I wish him happiness and I just hope he can find and will end up with his missing puzzle. ;)</span><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37318863.post-1086585255788251922009-03-04T04:53:00.006+08:002009-03-04T05:05:41.398+08:00Olivia Wilde is a true-to-life PRINCESS!<div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;">As I was looking for Ellen Degeneres' 2009 uploaded videos in Youtube, I caught a glimpse on the title of one of the videos saying this: "Is House star Olivia Wilde a real princess?". Of course I became curious. Reading or watching news about other people being some royal figures brings me to the dreamland and just make me think of wonderful things. And yes, Olivia Wilde, to whom I have a woman-crush, is a real <br />P R I N C E S S.<br /><br />Her husband is an Italian who is the son of a prince. So that makes them a prince and a princess.<br /><br />Now, I have a reason to post this House cast members photo.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwxLw4E_EU_lpYfMR_sx6p6diZIS8qPqPRCtmbXa2WN9RmIvdVgHQ9q13NyKf1x9rX6Az5p1l4bpDXsh5cq22wxMvygAPWtG4lq6bt9RuwGCqlgkR_uXMVWzAyrUFPAmBXq6pB/s1600-h/n1101245407_30315475_475.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwxLw4E_EU_lpYfMR_sx6p6diZIS8qPqPRCtmbXa2WN9RmIvdVgHQ9q13NyKf1x9rX6Az5p1l4bpDXsh5cq22wxMvygAPWtG4lq6bt9RuwGCqlgkR_uXMVWzAyrUFPAmBXq6pB/s400/n1101245407_30315475_475.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309069145665725858" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">Olivia is the one leaning on Jesse Spencer's chair with all her hotness and royalness.</span><br /><br />Please see this video which proves she's a real princess!<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NdCor518HY8&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NdCor518HY8&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37318863.post-68757873530574249092009-03-04T03:57:00.002+08:002009-03-04T04:27:14.799+08:00To New RNs, Congratulations!!!<div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;">When I heard about results of NLE already available online, first thing that came on my mind was to look for my previous fling's name in the list. Haha. That's how obsessive I am when it comes to him. I'm not inlove with him anymore, coz you know I'm getting married already, but he's just damn yummy and beautiful, that the "little crush" still remains in me. Nyaha! Well now that he belongs to the herd of board passers and aspiring people to go abroad, I say congratulations and best wishes. Haha!<br /><br />I never imagined him to take Nursing as a course considering his addiction to gamings and computers when he was just a high school student. But then, nothing beats a dream to succeed. To all NLE board passers, you newly-registered nurses, better serve our nation first before going out of the country! Wehehehe! Kidding! It's your choice, anyway. I can do nothing about it. :D<br /><br /><a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.prcboardexamresults.com/category/nursing/">NLE results are here!</a><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37318863.post-100443085512196862009-02-14T04:21:00.005+08:002009-02-14T04:30:08.901+08:00Twilight Frenzy<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I know, we know, Twilight's fad is kind of decreasing now, New Moon is coming over and we're ready for it. But as I was browsing through Edward Pattinson's...err... Robert Pattinson's page in Facebook, I was looking at some of his pictures, I saw a comment in this pic:</span><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0GeY_DOtlqrjs6xn631aM-8W0J0dYPJ7h5a_1ErzL45R2uH2sAeLUZl7Z3JnJGaHA7JAmyhMhU_R8oo7glLtGNBUupw7l7Dcrev8Gvy4GMo1FrQFfSYbBx1hNRTopMkN2owDf/s1600-h/n9200825837_1282413_5961.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0GeY_DOtlqrjs6xn631aM-8W0J0dYPJ7h5a_1ErzL45R2uH2sAeLUZl7Z3JnJGaHA7JAmyhMhU_R8oo7glLtGNBUupw7l7Dcrev8Gvy4GMo1FrQFfSYbBx1hNRTopMkN2owDf/s400/n9200825837_1282413_5961.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302380763492075650" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And the comment was:<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"> <span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">I LOVE HIM SO F*CKING MUCH ITS NOT EVEN FUNNY</span></span></span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Oh my, the sleepiness went away! Hahaha!</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >H A P P Y V A L E N T I N E ' S D A Y Y A ' L L</span><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37318863.post-84869969059601225992009-02-13T03:49:00.004+08:002009-02-13T04:34:18.490+08:00Overdue New Year's Resolution<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmgTEWMaQxW59KfgYVQgn8oylZRgg24Jtn1HS5uiE_0Ggt2MycfrdRyG0QHuxoy8o-Hg_mIgP62_ZRO830MdC9QOmsUq4yeJadrHTI-OujH8SGqo3i7oUyg8ZWUU3EFFnSKxmY/s1600-h/jog.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmgTEWMaQxW59KfgYVQgn8oylZRgg24Jtn1HS5uiE_0Ggt2MycfrdRyG0QHuxoy8o-Hg_mIgP62_ZRO830MdC9QOmsUq4yeJadrHTI-OujH8SGqo3i7oUyg8ZWUU3EFFnSKxmY/s320/jog.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302011211040214210" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I don't usually think of New Year's resolutions. Coz by just the thought of it, I'll be so much sure I won' do it. Hahah. But what I have learned from the Law of Attraction, you have to set it. I've been trying to save money since I started working, but now, I'm already about to celebrate my third year in this company, nothing's been saved! Now I realize, that you have to set a goal in order to enjoy and save the process of ending to it. I have to save my money for something that I will soon spend on. I have to exercise in order to delete this excess fat in my stomach! Hahah! </span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />Exercise is one new thing in my new year's resolutions, which is by the way, getting longer and longer as I'm becoming older. I never had a problem with doing this going-healthy and getting-some-sexy-body routine back then. I was too thin to exercise. Way too thin. </span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Now what I will do, I'll follow the Law of Attraction, and then jog starting May, 2009. Why May of all the months in a year and why not January to start the year right? And of all things, why jog?</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Jog.</span> Because I'm afraid I might get backpains if ever I'll have some flexi-exercising. I have scoliosis and I think it won't go right. But according to what I have read and watched, exercise is very good for people suffering from scoliosis. I did taebo once, but my, the whole week my back kept on aching.<br /></span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And then <span style="font-weight: bold;">May</span>, for romantic reasons. I do not have someone to jog with. And it's just so horrifying for me to think that I jog without a companion. I will feel really awkward, I think. There are people who jog alone, but that's my case. :D So forgive me.</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />And <span style="font-weight: bold;">May again</span> because my boyfriend who is not here at the present, will come home on that Month. He will be my companion. And I think that would be just great. ;)</span></div> </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37318863.post-89827500171139161092009-02-11T01:14:00.003+08:002009-02-11T03:58:05.715+08:00Valentine Movies to Watch<div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Vaelntine's Day for me would not be being with my boyfriend, holding hands, and all cuddled up. He's not here! Hahah! Valentine's day would just be same old Saturdays, going home from work at 6AM, and then sleep all day, (in case there would be some malling to do:D) and then watch TV. Talking about TV, the other thing that I would need on a V-Day is a DVD player, coz I'll be watching all this lovey-dovey chickflicks. Here goes my list:<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:85%;">1.<span style="font-weight: bold;"> 50 First Dates</span>. Nothing beats the first kiss. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">2. <span style="font-weight: bold;">The Notebook</span>. Starring Rachel McAdams and Ryan Gosling</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">3.<span style="font-weight: bold;"> Someone Like You</span>. In here, Ashley Judd does her cheer leader stunts wearing just an underwear. Heheh. And did I mention Hugh Jackman's very hot in here?!!!</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">4.<span style="font-weight: bold;"> Ever After</span>. A Cinderella tale.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">5.<span style="font-weight: bold;"> Titanic</span>. Need I say more?</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">6.<span style="font-weight: bold;"> Enchanted</span>. Very very cute story. Amy Adams is so adorable as well as McDreamy! Hahah!</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">7. <span style="font-weight: bold;">27 Dresses</span>. I love how it went well at the end.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">8. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Casper</span>. Oh my, this was a hype way back then. Who have never fallen inlove with Devon Sawa here?</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">9. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Shakespeare In Love</span>. I watched this during my sleepy days. And I was kind of woken up with their kissing scenes! Hahah!</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">10. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Maid in Manhattan</span>. A modern Cinderella story.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">11.<span style="font-weight: bold;"> Pretty Woman</span>. Julia Roberts was very very sexy in this movie and Richard Gere, oh my, he was so handsome.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">12. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Just like Heaven</span>. I like the idea and the story.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">13. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Mr. and Mrs. Smith</span>. The hottest couple on the planet met. The movie is very cool.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">14. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Runaway Bride</span>. I really enjoyed Julia's personality in here. And the collection of engagement rings, damn! Hahah!</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">15.<span style="font-weight: bold;"> Notting Hill</span>. I became inlove with hugh Grant in this movie.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">16. <span style="font-weight: bold;">My Bestfriend's Wedding</span>. I shall say Julia's bestest movie!</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">17. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Sweet Home Alabama</span>. Rekindling an old flame. Wehehe! Very great movie.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">18.<span style="font-weight: bold;"> Shall We Dance</span>. The love in here is not between JLo and Richard Gere. It's between him and Susan Sarandon. <3</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">19. <span style="font-weight: bold;">A Lot like Love</span>. Ashton Kutcher and Amanda Peet starrers. Young love and so real.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">20. <span style="font-weight: bold;">The Wedding Planner</span>. I only eat brown M&Ms! Wehehe!</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">21. <span style="font-weight: bold;">There's Something About Mary</span>. Cameron was very cute in here. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">22. <span style="font-weight: bold;">The Wedding Date</span>. Debra Messing pretends. I really like this movie.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">23. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Never Been Kissed</span>. Guitar Hero style!</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">24. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Just Married</span>. This time it's Ashton and Brittany. They became a real couple in real life.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">25. <span style="font-weight: bold;">If only</span>. This is a very sad romantic movie. And it will hit you right, then you'll cry...</span><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I could go on and on.<br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37318863.post-13317473589405085302009-02-10T05:24:00.003+08:002009-02-10T05:39:10.278+08:00Picture<div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;">I heard this song first in my ipod. I don't know about how I put music in my ipod, but I just collect nice songs from my friends and then there they go, load 'em! Heheh! When I first heard this song, I really checked in the Ipod who were the singers and the title. Going back to the person you love is a choice. The song is very true and there are no pretensions. You belong where you belong. Kid Rock's very sexy here and Sheryl's voice is just very sweet.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JC8AHy8ysCQ&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JC8AHy8ysCQ&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Picture<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Living my life in a slow hell <br />different girl every night at the hotel <br />I aint seen the sun shine in 3 damn days <br />been fuelin up on cocaine and whiskey <br />wish I had a good girl to miss me <br />but I wonder if I'll ever change my ways <br />I put your picture away <br />sat down and cried today <br />I cant look at you while I'm lying next to her <br />I put your picture away <br />sat down and cried today <br />I cant look at you while I'm lying next to her<br /><br />I called u last night in the hotel <br />everyone knows but they wont tell <br />but there half hided smiles tell me somethin just aint right <br />I've been waiting on you for a long time <br />fuelin up on heartaches and she'd whine <br />I aint heard from you in 3 damn nights <br />I put your picture away <br />I wonder where you've been <br />I cant look at you while I'm lyin next to him <br />I put your picture away <br />I wonder where you've been <br />I cant look at you while I'm lyin next to him <br /><br />I saw you yesterday with an old friend <br />it wuz the same old same how have you been <br />since you've been gone my worlds been dark and gray<br />you reminded me of brighter days <br />I hope to be coming home to stay <br />I wuz head of the church <br />I wuz off to drink you away <br />I thought about you for a long time <br />can't seem to get you off my mind <br />I cant stand why we're living like this way <br />I found your picture today <br />I swear I'll change my ways <br />I just called to say I want you to come back home <br />I found your picture today <br />I swear I'll change my ways <br />I just called to say I want you to come back home <br />I just called to say I love you<br />come back home <br /></span> <br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37318863.post-41466058658299562762009-02-07T03:45:00.002+08:002009-02-07T05:47:52.701+08:0025 Random Things About Me<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I've been tagged in my Facebook for this. But I decided to post it here in my blog. Something interesting and something enjoyable to work on. Weeeeh! </span></span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">1. I like ironing my hair with flat irons for hair. Haha! I know it can, in some way, damage my hair, but it does give a very shiny outcome! :D</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">2. I used to not like branded products (I'm a Marketing graduate and I know how they work :D), but when I started working I learned their value. Let's just say I look for quality now.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">3. I enjoy taking pictures of people unaware with their backs facing me. It's very candid and true.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">4. And I enjoy taking pictures of myself. Hahah. Certified camwhore. 8-}</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">5. I get uneasy when facing a newly-found friend and I always think of things to talk about. As much as possible, I don't want silence to rule. </span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">6. I am not aware that I look grumpy at times. My brows meet when I think of something, or when just staring at something interesting. And that's why maybe I am misinterpreted as snobbish.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">7. And I wasn't aware that I can really make my eyes bulgy and big by just showing some expressions when talking exaggeratedly. I only knew about this until my friends told me or react to my expression.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">8. I have an annoying voice, that's what they say. Hahah. I don't find my voice annoying, it's just high-pitched! Maybe others get irritated with the way I talk? I don't know...</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">9. If I would have millions of money, I plan to acquire a place wherein I can keep and care for stray dogs and cats. I really feel for them. Adopt each of them that I might find in the road.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">10. Sometimes, I ask God why there are "taong-grasa" people. Anything stray, my heart bleeds when I see them.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">11. I have learned to put on my everyday make-up when I was 22 years old. I am 23 now, that's like last year, and embarassing-ly, I learned how to do it from my 18 year-old cousin. Hahah!</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">12. I really thought when I was in grade school that Yakult is yucky. Because, after you've drank that one little bottle, there's a very icky, phlegm-y substance left in your throat. But now, give all your Yakult to me and I'll drink 'em! :P</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">13. I really have this cool and gwapo impression with semi-calbo and long-haired guys. ;)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">14. I was addicted to Desperate Housewives Seasons 1 and 2 last 2007. And now with House. 8-}</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">15. My illnesses that would cause me not to go to work, would always be stomach-related. Stomachaches, indigestion, spasm. Name them. Wehehe.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">16. I used to be just 47 kilograms when I was in 4th year college.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">17. I just find drummers to be astig. And I'm planning to have a summer course on how to use those drumsticks. One day...:D</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">18. My fashion sense would depend on my mood. I can't be a jeans-tshirt-sneakers girl all the time. When I feel like it's a "dress day", I'd wear a dress! And when I feel like it's a "pawala" day, see me at my worst. Hahah!</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">19. I am engaged to marry my boyfriend. ;)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">20. I am very particular with boys' fingernails and toenails. They should be clean and not uncut! Major turnoff would be guys with long fingernails. Eeew.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">21. I am forgiving, but I cannot forget. Don't abuse my kindness, or else...</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">22. My parents thought that gymnastics would be my talent when I grow up. I used to do this sideward tumbling very very straight, and I used to read a book slumping on the floor with my two front legs up leaning on the wall! Wahah!</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">23. I really cried hard when my puppy died back at July 2007. It was really like a scene in a dramatic TV series when I was half-awake and overheard my father told my mother, "Teh isugid ta na sa iya nga napatay si Yuri?" And Nanay answered, "Hindi lang anay, buas lang." Huwaaaah!</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">24. I have this ipod nano which I thought I really own. Its over a year with me already, and then my older sister is still claiming it until now. Hahah! And I'm still not giving it back!</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">25. I can sleep from 7 AM to 7 PM everyday, straight! Without eating my lunch. :D</span></span><br /><br /></div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37318863.post-88564910004797049462009-01-22T01:40:00.003+08:002009-01-22T01:54:06.212+08:00From Rustom Padilla to BB Gandanghari<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAUYc_sQLWv4vIbRFTKoeGG4R9k_dVGrW7-th7Kgvn5j5in-M3zWdinMXJvUDws4PWienRqj1FyAHLcSOXYEnTEn8z5muc_uCKgqKpqHkCkyRpjCxIDQu-nM82mrN0TKW5Ljwb/s1600-h/rustom.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 203px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAUYc_sQLWv4vIbRFTKoeGG4R9k_dVGrW7-th7Kgvn5j5in-M3zWdinMXJvUDws4PWienRqj1FyAHLcSOXYEnTEn8z5muc_uCKgqKpqHkCkyRpjCxIDQu-nM82mrN0TKW5Ljwb/s400/rustom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293803750462834642" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">It's her L I F E, it's her C H O I C E, it makes her H A P P Y. Let her be.</span></span><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37318863.post-7315019140780202302009-01-21T03:08:00.006+08:002009-01-21T03:52:04.458+08:00Dagyang Ta!<div style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_b8Whzg_GoeULTcuidrZ3i5AcruharbfpmN5E3LZ6sKFLsfvYWBPuVm557u0x9KRpgBObYVmtqQB6C-yech3dfFE7y_3owO25KYSVPVuG-N6mQSFYmssLtF1OcJr_7SyGfq-k/s1600-h/DINAGYANG-FESTIVAL-710809.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_b8Whzg_GoeULTcuidrZ3i5AcruharbfpmN5E3LZ6sKFLsfvYWBPuVm557u0x9KRpgBObYVmtqQB6C-yech3dfFE7y_3owO25KYSVPVuG-N6mQSFYmssLtF1OcJr_7SyGfq-k/s320/DINAGYANG-FESTIVAL-710809.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293463242528760642" border="0" /></a><br />I am a pure Ilonggo and there was only one time that I have walked in the streets of Iloilo City during the Dinagyang. It was during the sunday event in which the Ati-Ati contest is being held. Though I have wanted to chase those performing tribes again and again, I think I would just settle to watch them on TV for this time. The excitement and the thrill that I felt the first time I witnessed it live will never be the same. I am too old and weak to grace the streets of crowded people and by just thinking of the heat, I already die! Hahah! You see, sometimes, I am an extrovert, but then, I am really an introvert person.<br /><br />Dinagyang does not only boast its Kasadyahan and Ati-Atihan Tribes contests, but the feast in the downtown area of the city is very overwhelming. Yes, did I say it is a festival? :D Concerts here and there, and never ever forget the food festival! After the Ati-Atihan contest, wait till you experience the merrymaking. Even other Ilonggos wait for the Ati-Ati contest to finish while watching it on TV, and then run to the downtown for the merrymaking. Now, I'll say that the second best part of the festival is the merrymaking. Bamboo's concert is first. Nyahah! Kidding! Seriously, it's the religious belief of the Ilonggo people that is always standing tall. Giving that little child, Sto. Niño, the neverending love and devotion.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBCF0tw-0Rg7GwzyNiagg6hPhyphenhyphenx95MZNImDDZuDnoLkqdMnIFBm5YZrKA8fIMB7ksR7JG3yYjxZ04hXnxL7BTYlT-XehImmyJzuYTFMc1wkt530vwRIFKnzI08y1qBHkdRxUCM/s1600-h/n846284707_1138953_4971.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBCF0tw-0Rg7GwzyNiagg6hPhyphenhyphenx95MZNImDDZuDnoLkqdMnIFBm5YZrKA8fIMB7ksR7JG3yYjxZ04hXnxL7BTYlT-XehImmyJzuYTFMc1wkt530vwRIFKnzI08y1qBHkdRxUCM/s320/n846284707_1138953_4971.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293463245579849938" border="0" /></a>[I and my friends when we were just naive girls. 8-}]<br /><br />As I was joking about Bamboo in the previous paragraph, yes, Bamboo will come to Iloilo this Dinagyang 2009. Yes, they are always here! And that's why I so love this band! ;) As I've said, on Sunday, January 25, 2009, I'll be sitting in front of the boobtube and see who's gonna grab the first prize on the contest. But the night before that, I'll be putting on my rock n' roll suit :D and rock with Bamboo in the carpark of the The Venue in Boardwalk, Benigno Aquino Avenue. See yah! I'll surely enjoy it and of course I'll enjoy the Ati-Ati contest on the next day. ;)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkpPnocbw-gUtQLD9YnUsyvcxfaJN_zxNt6ZwL0EKhFyXOHL9fe4nWW1mejiKpWCrksRJBkyhRjIRSO-4x2QbEw1zhHxAbSMccnXE-LWIEJa4ETIL5ATKUchQIDUuEFON7vXeD/s1600-h/IMG-8739.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkpPnocbw-gUtQLD9YnUsyvcxfaJN_zxNt6ZwL0EKhFyXOHL9fe4nWW1mejiKpWCrksRJBkyhRjIRSO-4x2QbEw1zhHxAbSMccnXE-LWIEJa4ETIL5ATKUchQIDUuEFON7vXeD/s320/IMG-8739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293463245181919618" border="0" /></a>[And here's Bamboo for the teaser ;)]<br /><br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37318863.post-22235992829878556882009-01-15T01:12:00.005+08:002009-01-15T01:58:40.823+08:00Jesse Spencer: I never knew I was inlove with him<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Hahaha! Got yah! I never knew I was inlove with him not until this dream occurred. I liked him so much in Uptown Girls. The one with Brittany Murphy and Dakota Fanning in it, trust me, that movie was so good. I cry everytime I watch it. Heheh. He was a rockstar in that movie and I guess, his popularity and handsomeness in House is equal to a rockstar! ;) Go Dr. Chase, rock on! He looked so adorable in Uptown Girls and kinda young back then. I was so happy to know when I did my research on House cast members that he and Jennifer Morrison were a couple in real life. <span style="font-style: italic;">Were</span>, 8-}, I'd be more happy if they get back together.</span><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRpJbEnwGT6fG4_1oFfs5GS-V-iOBM1nmjuem4SLykJQEMkJKTNTvNqOTFnZTuRKKjOpli0vOu16WdCUT2ac4ivvz6LjwiMeg35Q7AKy_u4IT37zq46Rrzs4zp9JrHCrl_LuI1/s1600-h/36936.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRpJbEnwGT6fG4_1oFfs5GS-V-iOBM1nmjuem4SLykJQEMkJKTNTvNqOTFnZTuRKKjOpli0vOu16WdCUT2ac4ivvz6LjwiMeg35Q7AKy_u4IT37zq46Rrzs4zp9JrHCrl_LuI1/s320/36936.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291208624959348882" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;" >with Molly in one of the scenes in Uptown Girls. He was a rockstar!!!</span><br /><br /><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVsYFeVQ62BLeAqcPGCNNBJMpdEIdtPfxW3lPz8EEr1uRJHqG8n9sDYQA7vgbicXgkpEK10Nw9iOBzU8NVhlsygiSJrkjvcTocUnyaw8t00O2cpIixEum1Uo9Gbz0lY3lnobiS/s1600-h/jennifer-morrison-jesse-spencer-wedding-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVsYFeVQ62BLeAqcPGCNNBJMpdEIdtPfxW3lPz8EEr1uRJHqG8n9sDYQA7vgbicXgkpEK10Nw9iOBzU8NVhlsygiSJrkjvcTocUnyaw8t00O2cpIixEum1Uo9Gbz0lY3lnobiS/s320/jennifer-morrison-jesse-spencer-wedding-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291208623067544850" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;" >With his then-fiancee Jennifer Morrison ( Dr. Allison Cameron in House MD)</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Okay, enough of that intro. Here comes the dream! Hehehe! He's Australian in real life and he talked Hiligaynon in my dream just this day. Cool, huh? And the setting of the dream, he was my fellow castaway in Survivor! Hahaha! Cool again, huh? Hahah! And the not so really cool part, one final challenge was, each castaway was given a gun. A true gun, which when you shoot it, it kills somebody. How gory can it be? Now, the challenge is to use that gun to kill every castaway that you can find in my house (house ko pa talaga). I was so nervous to be killed, I got out of the house and was surprised to see JESSE SPENCER!!! coming after me! Waaaah! He said he'll be a ball of crap if he stayed in that Survivor challenge and better be with me than die. ;) ILOVEYOU Jesse! Nyaha!</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And when we were walkin', he held my hands. We arrived in my aunt's house and when I was so becoming believable in telling the gory details of that crap Survivor challenge, I turned to him to get his agreement. Unfortunately, he didn't nod to agree, he lowered his neck and kissed my still-open mouth. Nyaaak! Hahaha! And from that moment, I realized, I was and forever will be inlove with Jesse Spencer who is an Australian and speaks in Hiligaynon. Cool, huh? :D</span><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRJ9q2HypgB1nLnpQEIqA28s2sckadk6OTejrwh8Es-6Y-ietnpSCcnQLVLp4ycpU5sdLzw80k0s9yUtCUf4k9peDjVX04RMd3eujBX_HQpI5N2VDh2nZndpO5RZprm3tSyYuy/s1600-h/jesse-spencer-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRJ9q2HypgB1nLnpQEIqA28s2sckadk6OTejrwh8Es-6Y-ietnpSCcnQLVLp4ycpU5sdLzw80k0s9yUtCUf4k9peDjVX04RMd3eujBX_HQpI5N2VDh2nZndpO5RZprm3tSyYuy/s320/jesse-spencer-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291208621631672322" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;" >Hunk-y in that labgown ;)</span><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37318863.post-23910275839582216582009-01-09T04:16:00.004+08:002009-01-09T04:21:05.279+08:00Starbucks and Havaianas<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYS1DXjTro1MPFdSyZ-iRknQOP8_3VkyFm8nN2RpjecMUVdPbeKigi8gXh8ONSPKqC_qEfYj9rOz9jzhXbs-bAXboEuemB4-pDppqfvMcUkklTmk9HCCQgQkH4gWBaTbgPXm-v/s1600-h/starbucks_cup.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 337px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYS1DXjTro1MPFdSyZ-iRknQOP8_3VkyFm8nN2RpjecMUVdPbeKigi8gXh8ONSPKqC_qEfYj9rOz9jzhXbs-bAXboEuemB4-pDppqfvMcUkklTmk9HCCQgQkH4gWBaTbgPXm-v/s400/starbucks_cup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289020222763073538" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA-IJZYTkGQ6g2sN8Fn4H1HOOp6m18rgb8_qcTn6PL32yxLaI1zh2L_DEnVQl4U-ZnClAPtGRzOGp6gXS06WAgyU5SuaLlKED3usa4a12tGNojsI9PkxvbNRb9FIW1y1YC2lB6/s1600-h/2008_Havaianas_Floral_Rosa.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA-IJZYTkGQ6g2sN8Fn4H1HOOp6m18rgb8_qcTn6PL32yxLaI1zh2L_DEnVQl4U-ZnClAPtGRzOGp6gXS06WAgyU5SuaLlKED3usa4a12tGNojsI9PkxvbNRb9FIW1y1YC2lB6/s400/2008_Havaianas_Floral_Rosa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289020221385122194" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;">They are just KAPE and TSINELAS, why bother? Hahaha..got this from a blog which I fondly read from time to time. I admire the blogger so well that I wanna dedicate this entry for him.<br /><br />Why BOTHER have one of both, indeed!:D</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0