<?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-8130681</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:44:53.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai</title><subtitle type='html'>happiness is anyone and anything at all, that's loved by you” </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-115393411492436465</id><published>2006-07-27T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T01:17:06.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new blog</title><content type='html'>trying to decide whether i want to keep this blog or just switch to &lt;a href="http://putyourrecordson.wordpress.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want my life to start moving in a different direction.. consider this a start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-115393411492436465?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/115393411492436465/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=115393411492436465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/115393411492436465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/115393411492436465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2006/07/new-blog.html' title='new blog'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-115315027766066649</id><published>2006-07-17T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T23:31:18.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not worth reading.. just needed to vent</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1354/287/1600/normal_photo_11_hires.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1354/287/320/normal_photo_11_hires.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know i promised myself to stop being such a girl but let me just get this out of my system. channing tatum is hot! i just finished watching she's the man and that movie made me want to learn soccer.. oh man!&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/8130681-115315027766066649?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/115315027766066649/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=115315027766066649&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/115315027766066649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/115315027766066649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2006/07/not-worth-reading-just-needed-to-vent.html' title='not worth reading.. just needed to vent'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-115286728737845213</id><published>2006-07-14T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T16:54:50.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i got this thru email today</title><content type='html'>“Falling in love isn't love.”&lt;br /&gt;Here's why. When you fall in love…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a.      No decision is required. Falling in love just happens.&lt;br /&gt;b.      No effort is required. Falling in love is like…. Well, falling.&lt;br /&gt;c.      No hard work is required. Falling in love is being bitten by the love bug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, true love requires all three : Decision, effort and lots of hard work. In the Bible, love is a command. You make it happen.  Sure true love can only happen after you've fallen out of love.&lt;br /&gt;When you begin choosing to love, even if you don't feel like doing it ---- that's true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Scott Peck's "The Road Less Traveled"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes you think no? i miss father dacanay tuloy.. he used to make us read Scott Peck's works.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-115286728737845213?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/115286728737845213/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=115286728737845213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/115286728737845213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/115286728737845213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-got-this-thru-email-today.html' title='i got this thru email today'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-115269496437964991</id><published>2006-07-12T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T17:02:44.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>die asshole die!</title><content type='html'>i want my officemate to keel over and die. there, i said it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-115269496437964991?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/115269496437964991/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=115269496437964991&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/115269496437964991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/115269496437964991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2006/07/die-asshole-die.html' title='die asshole die!'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-115263419674029013</id><published>2006-07-12T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T00:09:57.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Blogging</title><content type='html'>Lately I have lost the enthusiasm to write.. It is pretty obvious I think judging from my lack of updates this year. I dont know what brought it about. Might be because there are some things I'm not ready to share with the world or simply because too much has been going on. I hope I can start writing again soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-115263419674029013?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/115263419674029013/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=115263419674029013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/115263419674029013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/115263419674029013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2006/07/on-blogging.html' title='On Blogging'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-115237782018935703</id><published>2006-07-09T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T00:57:00.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>such a pretty sight</title><content type='html'>it warms my heart to see amare playing again ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/amare-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for next season!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-115237782018935703?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/115237782018935703/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=115237782018935703&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/115237782018935703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/115237782018935703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2006/07/such-pretty-sight.html' title='such a pretty sight'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-115215140115990629</id><published>2006-07-06T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T10:03:21.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm happy to say that we got past whatever we were going through a couple of weeks ago. he even told me to update my blog already lest my friends think that's he's still torturing me. i'd like to thank all my friends, though, who've been there for me.. your being there for me during that tough time means so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-115215140115990629?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/115215140115990629/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=115215140115990629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/115215140115990629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/115215140115990629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-happy-to-say-that-we-got-past.html' title=''/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-115069572168850591</id><published>2006-06-19T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T13:46:42.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>please pray for me.. i am going through a very tough time in my life right now. i don't know if i'll ever get through this. are there really happy endings for all of us?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-115069572168850591?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/115069572168850591/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=115069572168850591&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/115069572168850591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/115069572168850591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2006/06/please-pray-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-114906509923488512</id><published>2006-05-31T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T16:44:59.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ton gave me this for my birthday yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/kodak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yey! thanks baby.. love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm off to hongkong :-) hope all's well with you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-114906509923488512?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/114906509923488512/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=114906509923488512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/114906509923488512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/114906509923488512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2006/05/ton-gave-me-this-for-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-114742562446285698</id><published>2006-05-12T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T17:20:24.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm sick :(</title><content type='html'>i need someone to take care of me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-114742562446285698?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/114742562446285698/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=114742562446285698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/114742562446285698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/114742562446285698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-sick.html' title='i&apos;m sick :('/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-114724850176819474</id><published>2006-05-10T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T16:08:22.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 Random Things Before I Turn 24</title><content type='html'>Much as I hate to admit it, I'll be 24 in a couple of weeks. Here are a few random wishes, goals to achieve, things/people i'm thankful for and regrets that I have right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 Things/Moments I regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Neglecting to keep in touch with some of my friends because of everything that's going on in my life right now.&lt;br /&gt;2. Not having the discipline and motivation to go after/ do the things I want to accomplish.&lt;br /&gt;3. Not spending enough time with Beemer.&lt;br /&gt;4. Not being strong enough.&lt;br /&gt;5. Not going to the gym as much as I should.&lt;br /&gt;6. Neglecting to nurture my relationship with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 People/Things I'm Thankful for&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My family for still being there for me despite my not spending enough time with them.&lt;br /&gt;2. My newfound friends from work who've been there for me despite knowing me for a short period of time.&lt;br /&gt;3. My barkada (Jan, Rhea, G, Mayflor, Renee, Mila and Tweety) who're still there for me despite my not spending enough time with them. My friendship with them proves that friendships should know no time nor boundaries. Everytime I see them after a long period of not seeing them, it still always feels like we've seen each other just yesterday.(labo ba?)&lt;br /&gt;4. My boyfriend's barkada (the kataliwasan people and the comtech blockmates) who've embraced me and accepted me as one of their own. Especially for Cha and Tiff, I don't know whatI would've done without you during that "crisis" moment in my life.&lt;br /&gt;5 Beemer who still loves me unconditionally despite my not spending enough time with him.&lt;br /&gt;6. My boyfriend, who's decided to stay and work things out with me even though he did not have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 Lessons Learned&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Things don't always go the way you expect them to.&lt;br /&gt;2. Always appreciate the people you have in your life.&lt;br /&gt;3. Keep your work and your personal life separate.&lt;br /&gt;4. With age comes more responsibility. People expect more of you as you get older.&lt;br /&gt;5. Always save something for yourself come paydays. You'll never know when your money will come in handy.&lt;br /&gt;6. Always, always strengthen your relationship with God. He'll always be your source of strength when everything goes wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 Wishes and Goals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To lose 30 pounds before my 25th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;2. To be able to travel and see more of the world.&lt;br /&gt;3. Happiness for myself and the people important to me&lt;br /&gt;4. Good Health&lt;br /&gt;5. To get one or more of the following material things on my birthday: (masyadong serious na eh haha)&lt;br /&gt;     a. a digital camera     &lt;br /&gt;     b. chick lit books     &lt;br /&gt;     c. shopping spree in kamiseta or bayo     &lt;br /&gt;     d. pointy-toed flats     &lt;br /&gt;     e. money! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;6. The one thing I wish and pray for the most on my birthday, more than anything else, is for my relationship to grow stronger.. and for my boyfriend to fall in love with me again... Silly no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-114724850176819474?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/114724850176819474/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=114724850176819474&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/114724850176819474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/114724850176819474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2006/05/24-random-things-before-i-turn-24.html' title='24 Random Things Before I Turn 24'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-114346236982740125</id><published>2006-03-27T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T20:26:19.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quick updates</title><content type='html'>lately i've been feeling there's too much to say and write yet not enough time to actually do them. i'll be elaborating more on these later:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ton and i celebrated our 2nd year anniversary last mar. 20. had dinner at le souffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. ton turned 24 yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;3. been going to the gym regularly now.. trying to lose weight for my may 1st deadline.. gosh... come may, i might very well be a living pumpkin already.&lt;br /&gt;4. been planning a business although still clueless on how to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more updates later. still stuck at work. have a good week everyone! dont let the monday blues get you :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-114346236982740125?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/114346236982740125/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=114346236982740125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/114346236982740125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/114346236982740125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2006/03/quick-updates.html' title='quick updates'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-114050926290826178</id><published>2006-02-21T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T16:07:43.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;UNDER CONSTRUCTION&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/8130681-114050926290826178?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/114050926290826178/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=114050926290826178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/114050926290826178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/114050926290826178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2006/02/under-construction.html' title=''/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-113775470463819269</id><published>2006-01-20T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T10:09:08.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Crazy Life</title><content type='html'>I realized that I haven't posted in more than a month when I tried accessing this blog. My last post was around a month and 4 days ago... Looking back though, I realize that my life since that last post had been either hectic or boring. Since I probably won't remember everything, I'll try to update you guys in snippets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We're nearing the release of our project so office work has been crazy. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One of my impossible dreams is to become an NBA GM. Crazy huh? I've partly fulfilled this one by playing in the NBA fantasy league. I actually own two teams. It's been fun trading players to get the roster you want and praying that my players don't get injured. Luckily, I'm still a few games above .500 so I'm still good. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christmas was fun because I got to go home to Bicol to spend it with my family. I enjoyed it especially since I cooked most of the dishes we ate that day (big thanks to my personal chef cum boyfriend). The only downside is that I did not get to spend it with Ton again.. But here's to hoping I'll eventually get to spend Christmases with him in the future.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New Year was not so fun though. Our family driver here in Manila bumped my Altis :-( It happened on New Year's eve so it kind of cast a gloomy spell over the celebration. Our driver was eventually fired because that was the fourth time he got into an accident. I told him to be careful yet he never listened. Tsk, tsk.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;As a consequence of what happened above, I commuted to work for about two weeks. Well, it was not really hardcore commuting since I took a cab to Makati, took the MRT to Ortigas from there and walk the rest of the way from the station. Believe me, if you really know me then you'll realize how big of a deal this is. All my life I've been chauffered around so I absolutely do not know how to commute. Blame it on overprotectiveness I guess.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm actually in Bicol right now to have my picture taken for my driver's license. Yup, I will officially conquer the harsh Manila roads by myself (or at least with Ton first) by next week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ton and I had a fight last night. It was actually because of circumstances beyond our control. Ton and I seldom fight. Good thing we patched it up before I left for Bicol. Thanks for being the best boyfriend ever baby :-)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I also got to spend sometime with Ton's blockmates from college. Got to hang out with Tiff, Francis, Jason and Beloy. I don't remember if I posted already about Tiff's accident in Malaysia. It's good that she's recovering pretty steadily and does not let her injuries get in the way of shopping and gimmicks :-) Hope you're feeling better Tiff! I have guys lined up for you when you get well lol.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I officially have 5 godchildren already. My friends have been busy procreating, that's why.. Just kidding guys :-) I have four goddaughters, Kyra(Weena's), Gelay(Manay Monin's), Mitch(Karen's niece), Micah(Auntie Mich's) and 1 godson, Luke (my bestfriend, Andre's son). I think I'll keep it to five right now.. It can hurt pretty bad on Christmas :-)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am also officially broke. I spent my money including my bonus on gifts last Christmas.. But I felt good because it was my first Christmas with a job so I felt that I had to give something back to them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The downside in having a job though is not getting monetary gifts from relatives hahaha.. just a thought. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ton and I will be celebrating our 2nd year anniversary in March. I know it's still a long way off and a lot of things can still happen between now and then but this relationship is hands down the best one I've ever been in... Hell, the only want I'll ever want to be in :-) Ton said we're not going to be celebrating Valentine's day so I have to cook up something special for March. Plus it's his birthday on March 26 too. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ton is recovering nicely from his injury. It still bugs him though that he can't play basketball yet especially when he sees his brothers and friends play. Don't worry baby, it will be six months before you know it :-)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think I've run out of things to say right now.. will try to post things as I remember them. Have a good weekend people :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-113775470463819269?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/113775470463819269/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=113775470463819269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/113775470463819269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/113775470463819269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-crazy-life.html' title='My Crazy Life'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-113440749440030299</id><published>2005-12-12T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T01:11:34.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>night shift</title><content type='html'>too sleepy... and no, i don't work in a call center..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-113440749440030299?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/113440749440030299/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=113440749440030299&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/113440749440030299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/113440749440030299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2005/12/night-shift.html' title='night shift'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-113354087035905548</id><published>2005-12-03T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T00:27:50.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prime and other stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1354/287/1600/bryan%20greenberg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" height="206" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1354/287/200/bryan%20greenberg.jpg" width="177" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching PRIME tonight with my aunt, I can definitely count it as one of my favorite movies of all time. It stars Uma Thurman with my brand new crush, Bryan Greenberg(but i love y&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1354/287/1600/prime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" height="217" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1354/287/200/prime.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ou baby so dont get jealous haha). Unlike the usual romantic comedy formula, this did not end as expected. What I liked most about this is that it showed love is beautiful despite its imperfection. It showed that sometimes its better to move on, not because is not there anymore, but because you will each be happier apart rather than together. We should all cherish what we have right now because it might not be there or be the same in the future anymore. I guess I liked the film even more because of Bryan(yes, we're thisclose already ;p). His character was so flawed yet very passionate about the things and persons important to him. He portrayed it very well and looked so cute doing it. People should be like his character. We should all just embrace our imperfections and try to be passionate about whatever or whomever it is that we love. If you're looking for a good movie to watch then check out PRIME. Hopefully you'll like it as much as I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good day today by the way. Because Ton and I have not seen each other for about 3 days, we had breakfast this morning in Heaven and Eggs. It was a treat because I got to eat in my favorite restaurant with my favorite person in the world. It was a great start to my day. Thanks baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also treated my auntie to dinner and a movie. We ate at Friday's then watched Prime in G4. This is actually the first time I traed my aunt. Because I got my Christmas bonus, I wanted to at least give my aunt something in return(even though its not even close) for everything she has given and done for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in training the entire week so I got to go home early everyday. The food in the training was good but the training itself was lousy. I was bored out of my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are all the updates I have. Will try to catch some beauty sleep because I had to get up super early this morning. Sweet Dreams everybody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-113354087035905548?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/113354087035905548/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=113354087035905548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/113354087035905548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/113354087035905548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2005/12/prime-and-other-stuff.html' title='Prime and other stuff'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-113206321283316348</id><published>2005-11-15T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T22:00:12.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trying to stay awake</title><content type='html'>it's 9:30 pm and i'm still stuck in the office.. i live a sucky life.. lately my life's been revolving around work-home-work-home.. i only get to see ton twice at the most in a week. since the beginning of november, we've been having daily status calls at 8:30 pm.. tonight's the worst though.. our call will start at 10. it's times like these when i question whether i'm in the right job.. c'mon, i decided i didn't want to work in a call center because of their hours but that's the kind of hours i'm keeping right now. the upside is that i don't have to wake up early in the morning.. the downside though is that i don't have a life.. i barely even talk to my sister anymore.. she goes to work before i wake up in the morning and is asleep when i get home at night... ton's schedule isn't any better. he started his OJT in shangri-la makati last week.. he's actually on what they call the broken shift.. that means that his work hours are 9:30-1:30 pm and 5:00-9:00 pm.. it's hard coz he has 3 1/2 hours of break time doing nothing. he can't even go home coz he lives in qc and he commutes coz parking rates in makati are absurdly high. the next 2 months are looking pretty bleak for the both of us.. too much work and not enough time to be together.. i guess i'm blabbering again.. just too tired right now.. i wish things get better.. 1 yr and 6 months more before the end of my contract.. btw, my pay is pretty sucky right now too. i hate the state that our economy's in.. in reality, my salary's actually pretty high compared to what the normal Filipino worker earns but it's barely enough to support myself.. imagine what those people with 5 children to support are feeling.. i don't wanna live here anymore :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the things that make me smile nowadays, however, is the NBA. the season has started and like everyone else, i have my favorites. some are sucky right now, but hey, i like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the teams i like right now:&lt;br /&gt;1. the phoenix suns- amare's injury is a big loss for them but steve nash would make sure that their team remains in playoff contention&lt;br /&gt;2. indiana pacers- sure reggie miller're retired but the pacers have a lot going for them.. ron-ron's back, jermaine o neal's healthy and they have a strong supporting cast.&lt;br /&gt;3. houston rockets- tmac! the only reason why i like this team.. plus he's my 1st pick in our fantasy league (yes, being around boys have turned me into an nba nut)&lt;br /&gt;4. chicago bulls- they're not winning a lot of games right now but it's fun to watch a group of young, talented players do their damndest to keep up with the more mature teams in the league.. they're not the raging baby bulls for nothing&lt;br /&gt;5. denver nuggets- because of the hype surrounding lebron, people often overlook carmelo.. sure he's still inconsistent but he's due for a breakout season soon.&lt;br /&gt;6. LA lakers- i like kobe bryant even if everybody else hates him. for me, he's one of the best if not the best player in the nba right now.. and watching smush parker play is fun to watch.. before this season, nobody even knew him yet he's making a name for himself. i know this team will be back to being championship contenders in the future.&lt;br /&gt;7. san antonio spurs&lt;br /&gt;8. detroit pistons- i like bad boys. who could be "badder" than the wallaces, ben and rasheed, right? plus, i'm looking forward to watching them whoop miami's ass in the playoffs.. yeah, you caught me.. i don't like the heat.. dwyane wade's the only guy i like in that team.. everybody's entitled to their own opinion right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's almost time for our call... more on the nba.. and me.. next time.. sweet dreams everyone :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-113206321283316348?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/113206321283316348/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=113206321283316348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/113206321283316348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/113206321283316348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2005/11/trying-to-stay-awake.html' title='trying to stay awake'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-113013942763823327</id><published>2005-10-24T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T15:38:35.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i know i should be working but...</title><content type='html'>my office computer is super slow.. as in like a snail... that's why i'm left with too much time on my hands while waiting for programs to load.. not that i'm complaining.. i know i haven't been posting as much lately. work has been keeping me busy as well as spending time with ton, friends and family.because i've too much to share but little time to do it, i'll just write whatever comes to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ton gave me an IPOD Nano! despite my being a brat, he gave me an ipod.. well, i still have to keep my end of the bargain but at least i got one of my most coveted things.. thanks super baby! i won't go into detail as to the reason why ton gave me that though.. it's too embarrassing haha..&lt;br /&gt;2. beemer turned 1 already.. we celebrated it at home with ube cake and carbonara that ton cooked for him.. beemer just ate a slice of cake and meatballs though.. too much sugar is bad for him haha..&lt;br /&gt;3. been busy with work because i became officially part of the project this month. no longer just a shadow :-p the downside though is that on tuesdays and thursdays, my workdays end at 10 pm.. oh well, the sacrifices we have to make in the name of work.&lt;br /&gt;4. been spending time with ton's friends because of mike's and bodie's birthday celebrations.. it's always a lot of fun especially since i get to bond with the girlfriends..&lt;br /&gt;5. feel bad about not showing up to one of my own barkada's gimiks because of work.. i promise to make it up to you guys really soon..&lt;br /&gt;6. christmas is so near.. i'm so excited about shopping for gifts with my own money. this will be the first year that i'll be buying gifts with my own money.. hopefully my money will go the distance though haha... knowing me, i bet i'll end up spending more than i should..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work is beckoning.. i'm too powerless to resist.. hope your days are better :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-113013942763823327?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/113013942763823327/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=113013942763823327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/113013942763823327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/113013942763823327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-know-i-should-be-working-but.html' title='i know i should be working but...'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-112902969538314796</id><published>2005-10-11T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T19:21:35.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beemer.. One year later!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1354/287/1600/beemer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1354/287/320/beemer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday my darling Beemer!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being the sweetest puppy anyone can ever have... You've been both a blessing and a curse(haha.. expensive eh :p) but mostly a blessing. I'm thankful I have you to go home to everyday :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-112902969538314796?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/112902969538314796/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=112902969538314796&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/112902969538314796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/112902969538314796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2005/10/beemer-one-year-later.html' title='Beemer.. One year later!'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-112866950278871084</id><published>2005-10-07T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T15:18:22.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been too long</title><content type='html'>it's been a really long time since i last posted here.. that's partly due to the fact that i've undergone training in the last 3 weeks. here in our company, training=no internet connection.. my 2 week training was hell.. the instructors were never on time, the activities bored me to tears and i didn't really know the majority of the people there. now i'm back in the office and i must say it's a lot more fun here. internet connection 24/7, people i actually know and work that i enjoy.. i know, who would have thought.. me? enjoy work??? haha.. it's true though.. i learn new things everyday.. my work is actually so not me personality-wise but i think that's what makes it more fun and interesting plus the fact that they're paying me.. not as high as i'd like it to be but still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the non-work related front, i went home to bicol last weekend for the baptism of my first godson... he's not my first godchild because i have 3 other goddaughters but he's special coz he's also the son of my bestfriend.. who would have thought? my best friend andre, a father??? what is this world coming to? kidding aside though, i'm happy that i think he's mellowed down and that he's found a really nice girl to start a family with.. it's funny that i met his future wife for the first time on the day of their baptism but whatever... haha.. the story behind is too long to go into.. i know abby makes my bestfriend happy so i like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, ton's considering what he wants to do with his life.. some of his options are to either do another ojt at shangri-la, work with sm or unilever or work in a cruise ship.. the option he likes best though is to work in a cruise ship although that would mean he'd be far from me and he doesn't really have that much experience yet so he's putting that on hold. i know ton can achieve whatever he sets his mind into so i'll just be supporting him in whatever he decides to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the things i'm into right now:&lt;br /&gt;1. lipstick jungle by candace bushnell&lt;br /&gt;2. YM launchcast radio&lt;br /&gt;3. oishi pillows&lt;br /&gt;4. gold accessories&lt;br /&gt;5. really long necklaces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas is just around the corner... i'd have to start saving up especially since my list of people to give gifts to is getting longer... hey if your my friend, help me out by telling me what exactly you want, ok? :) not too expensive though :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's my christmas wishlist so far:&lt;br /&gt;1. IPod Nano&lt;br /&gt;2. A really nice bag for work&lt;br /&gt;3. a shopping expedition&lt;br /&gt;4. peace and happiness on earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see? i'm really not that selfish di ba? :)&lt;br /&gt;have a good weekend everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-112866950278871084?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/112866950278871084/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=112866950278871084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/112866950278871084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/112866950278871084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-been-too-long.html' title='it&apos;s been too long'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-112670721276857989</id><published>2005-09-14T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T22:13:32.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trauma</title><content type='html'>I've had one of the most traumatizing experiences in my life today. I'll just elaborate more on that when I've recovered already.. Let's just say after today, I shall try my very best not to go back to Rustan's Makati ever again... Because I had repressed anger due to the experience, I vented it by cutting up and tearing pictures and letters from Ton's previous life.. I know, I'm mean.. But after what I've been through today, I think I deserve to make myself feel a little better. And by the way, I did those with his blessing :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-112670721276857989?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/112670721276857989/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=112670721276857989&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/112670721276857989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/112670721276857989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2005/09/trauma.html' title='trauma'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-112628182527895617</id><published>2005-09-09T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T00:31:52.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bangenge</title><content type='html'>bangenge is one of kai's favorite words in college.. she said it meant ur bangag because of something.. i guess it's just a cuter way of saying bangag.. that word perfectly describes the state that i an in right now.. my eyes and body are tired already and raring to go to sleep but my mind is still working actively.. i hate it when this happens.. it usually does when i'm so tired because of all the stuff i did during the day. i've had a long day.. longer than i've been used to in the recent months.. allen, ton's shoti installed a game in my phone called swap.. it's so addicting! i stayed up late last night playing that even though i knew fully well that i needed to wake up early today teehee.. this past week, i've been staying late in the office because of conference calls that we have to do.. because of this, i usually go in late the next day(this is by the way, allowed). today was a different day though.. my TL signed me up for a halfday training in makati so i had to wake up earlier than i'm used to. i guess he noticed i wasn't doing anything anymore hehe.. the training was from 8-12 after which i had to go back to my office in ortigas to attend a meeting.. after the training though i didn't go back to ortigas right away coz i met up with my cobol batchmates.. i kinda missed(yihee, laki mga tenga nyo) them already coz i did not see them for three months.. as always, marlon made me laugh, billy and chris teased me to death and i talked nonstop.. that's what usually happens when we get together :) good thing though there was no traffic coz i left makati at one already... my 2 pm meeting went fine coz at least now i have an idea of what i'll be doing for 6 mos. or so. haha, can you believe me? sometimes i feel like i'm bluffing my way through my job... but i take my job seriously(hehe, bawi.. baka mabasa ng manager ko :p) just stayed at the office from 3 til after the call.. i usually go out after 5:30 to stretch my legs coz i sit on my butt for hours at a time. today though was a "tamad"(lazy) kind of day.. twas kinda raining and ton was busy.. just read my new book nalang which i ended finishing na agad. fyi, i have an irritating habit of finishing a book in one sitting.. anyway,m after the call i went to ton's house coz it was his dad's birthday.. stupid me, it completely slipped my mind that i was not supposed to wear black today of all days.. so i went to a birthday party where everybody was wearing red and i was the only one wearing black.. i hope ton's dad is not mad at me.. twas completely unintentional.. but i guess he's not naman coz he gave me yummy mango pie pa.. i know, i'm just blabbering again.. i seriously need to sleep... now!! beafore i go to sleep though, i leave you with the pictures that we took today at MSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 523px; HEIGHT: 404px" height="827" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/a1726df2.jpg" width="769" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 522px; HEIGHT: 383px" height="519" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/aeadd1b6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, i leave you with one of the cutest babies ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 280px; HEIGHT: 363px" height="428" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/54678fe3.jpg" width="334" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;have a good weekend :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-112628182527895617?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/112628182527895617/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=112628182527895617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/112628182527895617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/112628182527895617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2005/09/bangenge.html' title='bangenge'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-112607855952068204</id><published>2005-09-07T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T15:35:59.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too much time on my hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've run out of articles to read about my project here at work so i have too much time on my hands... because of this, i've stumpled across some really funny and silly sites.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is one of my new favorite sites: &lt;a href="http://galleryoftheabsurd.typepad.com/"&gt;Gallery of the Absurd&lt;/a&gt;.. All of the pictures here are from that site. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Tara Reid's now infamous for her endless partying and drinking.. Wonder what she'll look like in in the year 2025?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/tara2025lo_copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2. Britney Spears used to be the most famous singer and rolemodel whom young people looked up to .. Well, that was before she decided she wanted to go down the sleazy road and marry her deadbeat husband, Kevin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/vanityfair2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Before hooking up with Tom Cruise, I've always thought Katie Holmes belonged to a rare breed of actresses.. Pretty, talented and smart to boot... Guess some of her screws came loose..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/tomkat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Jessica Simpson may act stupid at times but she looks good doing it..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/dingbats_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Don't the Olsen Twins look adorable? And they're super rich too!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/monkeytwinsl_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. David Beckham is the poster child of MetroSexuality.. right? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettybeckslo_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Isn't he pretty? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-112607855952068204?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/112607855952068204/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=112607855952068204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/112607855952068204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/112607855952068204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2005/09/too-much-time-on-my-hands.html' title='too much time on my hands'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-112583436244186963</id><published>2005-09-04T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T19:46:02.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate my nose!</title><content type='html'>yes, you read it right! i hate my nose.. it's all runny and red right now because of this stupid cold and cough that i have. i've had it for three days now and so far i haven't gotten better yet.. in my entire relationship with ton, i've only gotten sick twice, once last month and right now.. i think ton attributes that fact to my being healthy (wink, wink)  i used to love being sick.. when i was a kid, it usually meant that people in out house are so much more nicer to me and getting to eat whatever i wanted. i know what you're thinking and you're right. i am a brat when i'm sick.. i want someone taking care of me 24/7. i'd like to think that i'm not as bratty as i used to be but hey, there's nothing wrong with wanting a little TLC(hint, hint) when you're feeling under the weather right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still went out yesterday though even if i wasn't my usually perky self.. ton, camille(my sister), beemer and i went to visit beemer's family.. ton actually bought beemer from this really nice girl, belinda who looovveeees dogs and actually made making clothes and bags for dogs her means of living.. we bought a lot of clothes for beemer.. i actually wanted to buy him dresses but ton and my sister stopped me. it's bad enough that beemer thinks his human.. if i start letting him wear dresses, he might actually start suffering from an identity crisis lol. anyway, i think beemer had a lot of fun seeing his mom, dad and sister again although his mom was scared of him.. i didn't actually realizethat beemer was huge until i saw him next to his family.. him mom's smaller than i expected.. that was a fun experience.. we decided to treat beemer to a gimik because he'll soon be celebrating his 1st birthday in October... i also scheduled him for an operation to remove his umbilical hernia before his birthday(please pray that he gets out of this operation safely). we're throwing him a party on Oct. 11 so those of youwho want to come, let me know :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ton and i also went out with his barkada because David, his barkada who's living most of the time in China now, was in town.. we had shabu-shabu in Shangri-La.. before the dinner though, David played a small joke on us that had us going to Shangri-La, the hotel, instead of the mall.. needless no say, we probably have the record for shortest time spent in the hotel parking lot. dinner was a lot of fun though afterwards ton and i realized that we were broke again.. ahh, the joys of living in metro manila..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also went to ton's house today to celebrate his brother's birthday and their supermarket's anniversary. lunch was yummy although we had to eat and run coz ton had to still go to mandarin for his ojt. today was a long day for ton.. he had to wake up at 4 am to go to the palengke, go to xavier at 8 for basketball than back at home to cook lunch than go to mandarin for his ojt than go back home to close their stores' sales for the day.. i get tired even thinking about it.. poor baby.. i hope it gets better for him though.. he deserves a relaxing break soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys are probably wondering why i talk about ton most of the time. that's because outside of my family and workmates, he's probably the person i spend time the most.... by circumstance(becasue my friends are either very busy too or they're far) but mostly by choice :) (he's fun and i love him, bakit ba? hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, sorry for whatever typos you see here.. i'm to sick to go back and edit my whole post.. have a good week ahead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-112583436244186963?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/112583436244186963/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=112583436244186963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/112583436244186963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/112583436244186963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-hate-my-nose.html' title='i hate my nose!'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-112556531555110893</id><published>2005-09-01T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T17:01:55.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports Thoughts</title><content type='html'>If you meet me the first time, I wouldn't strike you as a sports nut but I am.. Rather, I am a tennis and basketball fan. I watch all their games on TV although I never really play them. This week is a pretty big week in tennis. The last grandslam of the year, the US Open is currently ongoing in New York. Before yesterday, my bets to win the tournament would be either Roger Federer(people say it's inevitable), Lleyton Hewitt, Rafael Nadal or Andy Roddick. If I had a choice, I'd want it to be Andy or Rafael. Unfortunately, Andy lost to Giles Muller last night.. Right, I know you occasional tennis watcher would wonder who Muller is. He's actually the 68th ranked player in the world as opposed to Andy's 5th rankiing. The American Express has been running ads before the open about Andy Roddick's Mojo. In the commercial's storyline, somebody stole Andy's mojo while he was sleeping... In reality, it seems his mojo has really been missing.. He's had a pretty average year this season, winning just smaller tournaments and not performing very well in the grandslams. Despite that, I hope things turn out for the better for him coz he's still one of my favorite players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 259px; HEIGHT: 444px" height="522" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/bhfuxz.jpg" width="303" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Andy.. He's actually a pretty good tennis player when he's not getting his ass whipped by Roger Federer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On the NBA front, Michael Finley, formerly of the Dallas Mavericks,  decided to sign with the San Antonio Spurs.. He apparently wanted a championship more than the monay that he could have gotten with the Miami Heat or the starting position the Phoenix Suns could have given him. I guess if you're getting older and have more money than you can spend in a lifetime already, an NBA championship would be the ultimate achievement in a long career. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/untitled.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Michael Finley, the newest member of the San Antonio Spurs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;More posts on sports later.. Back to work again :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-112556531555110893?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/112556531555110893/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=112556531555110893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/112556531555110893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/112556531555110893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2005/09/sports-thoughts.html' title='Sports Thoughts'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-112538427555675095</id><published>2005-08-30T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T14:44:35.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fastfood karma</title><content type='html'>i experienced karma today... while looking for a gift for ton's bro's gf this lunch time, hansel and i decided to treat ourselves to mcdo's sundae cones... i willingly let hansel buy one for me eventhough i know i'm not supposed to eat one... well, what do you know, after taking one lick of my sundae cone, it magically slipped off my fingers and dropped to the floor.. there went my sundae.. the powers above intervened.. i guess the fates really want me to lose weight haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-112538427555675095?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/112538427555675095/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=112538427555675095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/112538427555675095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/112538427555675095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2005/08/fastfood-karma.html' title='fastfood karma'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-112532317146894870</id><published>2005-08-29T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T21:46:11.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my life right now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1354/287/1600/My%20cutie%20baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="227" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1354/287/320/My%20cutie%20baby.jpg" width="309" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;CURRENTLY READING: A Bend in the Road by Nicholas Sparks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel that my life is moving too fast.. to fast for me to catch up.. sure i have a family that supports me, an almost perfect relationship and a good job.. sometimes though, i feel like i'm just a spectator watching my life from the sidelines. no matter how good life seems to be, do you ever feel that somehow, it's a little bit out of your control? that even though you have done a lot of things during the day, it's actually never enough and most often than not things don't go the way you want it to? take my baby beemer for example.. i've always wanted to have a dog and vowed that once i have one, i will take very good care of him/her.. now that i have beemer though, i feel that i am not taking care of him enough... work keeps me from seeing how he is during the day and playing with him at night.. i'm usually tired when i get home that i never get the chance to play with him.. in a way, i kind of can relate to how working parents feel.. they work hard to provide for their children yet doesn't spend as much time with them as they want. i can say i'm a good provider for beemer but i want to be able to cuddle him and reassure him that there is always someone who loves him.. people might say he's just a dog, but he's my baby... i hope someday, i can give him more of my time and love... if you love something enough, you'll understand me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another aspect of my life i sometimes feel i have no control over is my relationship.. there is no question that ton and i love each other very much.. it's just that sometimes, there are other responsibilities that we have to also give priority to that it takes something (ie. time, energy) from the relationship. you don't see each other as much as you want to. you don't get to talk to each other as much as you want to. you get pikon with each other because of other stuff that's happening in your life.. it sometimes puts a strain in the relationship... it takes a huge amount of effort.. effort that is well worth it by the way.. to stay together.. i know my relationship is strong but there are some days you question your partner's commitment because of pressures coming from the outside... no matter what though, at the end of the day, it's the love you have for each other that's gonna keep you together.. i love ton enough to put up with his crap and i know he loves me enough to put up with mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work is what is keeping me busy.. i love working for the company i'm in right now.. the only thing i hate is the uncertainty of where i'll eventually be assigned.. i'm currently still working as a shadow for one of the projects while my actual project is still being negotiated.. i love the team i'm working with right now so there's a little fear at the back of mind mind as to what if my actual project wouldn't be as fun or what if the people i'll eventually would work with wouldn't be as nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've also decided to hire a personal trainer... i've been a member of fitness first for almost a month now but so far i've only worked out a handful of times.. i know i lack motivation that's why i know hiring a trainer would be well worth it.. just to get me started.. and i know it will be worth it coz otherwise i'd only be spending the money on clothes or shopping anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make no mistake though.. i love my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry if i seem incoherent at times.. there's just so much to write.. not enough time to process them.. i leave you with a picture of one of my favorite people right now.. abigail.. ton's youngest niece :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 280px; HEIGHT: 259px" height="528" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/teenai272.jpg" width="577" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-112471941855507516</id><published>2005-08-22T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T22:03:38.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amazing thailand</title><content type='html'>my tita gave my sister and i belated graduation gifts by treating us to thailand this weekend. i just got back today. thailand is pretty much like the philippines only cleaner. the weather is also the same. even the people there look like us although they don't speak much english. i had a lot of fun shopping in chatuchak(that's their weekend market) especially since they sell unique stuff there at bargain prices. it's hard negotiating with the sellers though since they pretty much can't understand me.. but since i was determined to shop, i had to be resourceful... i discovered that the best way to comunicate with them is to also speak in broken english.. pretty soon i was haggling with them by only saying "... no discount?", ".. very expensive! more discount!" or by punching numbers into a calculator. it was a fun experience actually. i bought lesser than what i intended to buy though coz my aunt found the market too stifling and hot.. maybe next time i go, i can indulge myself more... thailand was beautiful but i still felt happy coming back to the philippines.. after all, i live here.. and ton's here :) more on my trip later.. i've to start resting coz i go back to work tomorrow.. hohumm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-112471941855507516?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-112400681331750894</id><published>2005-08-14T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T16:06:53.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Must Visit</title><content type='html'>Hey people, i'm selling my old books! please visit this site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharing-treasures.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell your friends about it! thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-112400681331750894?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/112400681331750894/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>HOME ALONE</title><content type='html'>I'm at home sick. Didn't go to work today because I feel too weak to. When I went to Medical City yesterday, the doctor said I have Follicular Pharyngitis which is a condition where your throat gets irritated because of the phleghm from your nose that dripped t your throat. I know, too yucky to imagine.. The sad part is that both Ton and I are sick so we can't take care of each other. Oh well... Since I have nothing to do and am too sick to think. I'll just answer this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOOK SURVEY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number of books on the shelves:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many to count. Won't even try. Teehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Those that I own/bought:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I own all of them but didn't buy most of them haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 last books that I bought:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince by JK Rowling&lt;br /&gt;2. Love: A User's Guide by Clare Naylor&lt;br /&gt;3. The Undomesticated Goddess by Sophie Kinsella&lt;br /&gt;4. The Cottage by Danielle Steel (What can I say? I'm a sucker for trashy novels haha)&lt;br /&gt;5. Jemima J by Jane Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last 5 books read:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince&lt;br /&gt;2. Smoke and Mirrors by Neil Gaiman&lt;br /&gt;3. Archie Comics (they're graphic novels, right? :p)&lt;br /&gt;4. The Undomesticated Goddess by Sophie Kinsella&lt;br /&gt;5. Learn Cobol in 21 Days by Some Guy (it's for work so I don't care who wrote it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Books I’ll cherish:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My Harry Potter books&lt;br /&gt;2. Shopaholic Series and Bergdorf Blondes&lt;br /&gt;3. The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho&lt;br /&gt;4. My Sweet Valley Books-they got me through my childhood and angsty teenage years&lt;br /&gt;5. The Holy Bible- Hey, I'm still Catholic no matter how delinquent I am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-112380762949406636?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/112380762949406636/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=112380762949406636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/112380762949406636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/112380762949406636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2005/08/home-alone.html' title='HOME ALONE'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-112306089532806592</id><published>2005-08-03T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T17:21:35.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts august 3, 2005</title><content type='html'>1. time seems to crawl when you want it to go faster.. haha labo.. tagal ng 5:30&lt;br /&gt;2. i love the band "the darkness". am i weird? i can't get their song 'i believe in a thing called love' outta my head.&lt;br /&gt;3. i'm addicted to coco red bean bun that ton is selling in their bakery.&lt;br /&gt;4. i think that my trainer secretly wants to kill me... hahaha.. that's the only plausible explanation about all the workouts he's been making me do.&lt;br /&gt;5. exercising is fun.. never thought i'd say that.. signed up in fitness first last week.. will try to do cosmic cycling regularly.&lt;br /&gt;6. the instant messenger is one of the world's greatest inventions...&lt;br /&gt;7. i wanna go to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;8. i am going home to go to the torture chamber aka as the gym then sleep... ahh, bliss..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-112306089532806592?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/112306089532806592/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=112306089532806592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/112306089532806592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/112306089532806592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2005/08/random-thoughts-august-3-2005.html' title='random thoughts august 3, 2005'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-112184224469654251</id><published>2005-07-20T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T15:29:35.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because i've got nothing better to do...</title><content type='html'>nowadays, lunch break is the time that i look forward to and treasure the most... and no, it's not because i get to eat. it's actually the time when i'm free to do whatever it is i want to do without looking over my shoulder to check if someone's observing me or something. the glamour of working has worn off for me already. i no longer see it as a novelty but rather as a reality that i have to face everyday. there are days when work is exciting and interesting but more often than not, work is.. boring.. there i said it.. it's now out in the open.. haha.. i know this is something that i willingly got into and i'm definitely gonna keep my commitment to the company but sometimes i can't help thinking if i made the right choice. if someone were to ask me a year ago what kind of job i wanted, i would've said something in the field of marketing or kakikayan.. definitely not computers. however, the deed is done.. i am officially a programmer by profession.. it actually brings another dimension to who i am... well, i'm still trying to figure out who i am but what the heck? haha.. i just realized this post is pointless haha.. must be because my brain is turning into mush.. the moral of my post today? life is not something that can be planned. what you might have wanted a year ago may not be what you get a year later... we must all be prepared to face whatever life happens to bring us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random thoughts for today:&lt;br /&gt;* i am sleepy.. i would give anything to be sleeping right now tucked in my soft comforter and hugging my many pillows..&lt;br /&gt;* i just realized, there are so many short guys here at work.. as in as short as i am.. haha, this is a totally random observation.&lt;br /&gt;* i finished reading harry potter 6 last sunday and now i can't wait for harry potter 7.. i hate being a fast reader..&lt;br /&gt;* i can't wait to for the 3rd seasons of The OC and One Tree Hill and for the 2nd season of Desperate Housewives...&lt;br /&gt;* i need more money for my incurable vice.. shopping! i can't get myself to stop so the only logical thing i need to do is make more money haha..&lt;br /&gt;* i'm enrolling in Fitness First this week (thank you auntie)... i'm expecting results :p&lt;br /&gt;* i've been on a diet for 3 weeks now.. ton says i've lost about a pencil's width na raw haha... seriously though, i'm keeping this up.. i wanna go shopping soon eh hehe&lt;br /&gt;* the doctor said that one of ton's arteries is blocked. i got scared at first but ton said it's nothing serious so i'm posting it here randomly... hope he'll be fine...&lt;br /&gt;* i've been going to ton's basketball practices and i've been having fun.. i didn't go before coz i used to think they're boring but they're actually not.. i've met new people(the gfs of the other players) and learned some coaching strategies(thanks to coach eric).. when i grow up, i wanna be an NBA coach :p&lt;br /&gt;* ton and i haven't been watching movies lately.. there's so many movies we have to see.. charlie and the chocolate factory, fantastic four, bewitched..&lt;br /&gt;* i hate the offseason! i miss watching the NBA :(&lt;br /&gt;* what is up with the lakers? kwame brown??&lt;br /&gt;* and what is up with andy roddick? defeat roger already!&lt;br /&gt;* i miss the girls.. g, jan, may, rhea, tweets, ren and mila, let's all go out soon!&lt;br /&gt;* must try: the eggplant dish for only 75 bucks with roti at bollywood.. yummy and healthy too :)&lt;br /&gt;* beemer needs a girlfriend.. i have a lot of scratches in my legs already because he's been humping my legs like crazy.. anyone who can help?&lt;br /&gt;* i miss ton :( wala lang haha..&lt;br /&gt;* i signed up for some mandarin classes although allen said they'll probably teach us how to count lang..&lt;br /&gt;* i want an IPOD! my sister's IPOD is what gets me through the day&lt;br /&gt;* i broke my id lace haha.. i'm such a klutz&lt;br /&gt;* i'm becoming addicted to pineapple juice.&lt;br /&gt;* 'every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end' from closing time by semisonic.. so true...&lt;br /&gt;* must listen to: Disney Bossa Nova..&lt;br /&gt;* i should end this post already.. it's super long na haha.. have a good week everyone :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-112184224469654251?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/112184224469654251/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=112184224469654251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/112184224469654251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/112184224469654251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2005/07/because-ive-got-nothing-better-to-do.html' title='because i&apos;ve got nothing better to do...'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-112130491803118715</id><published>2005-07-14T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T09:35:18.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waaah!</title><content type='html'>i'm supposed to be working right now but i can't seem to summon my concentration powers to start on my tasks for the day.. waah! somebody save me from here. it doesn't help that although i know how to do what i'm doing, i don't actually know why i'm doing them.. what the heck? i know i don't make sense but when do i ever make sense lol. just felt like ranting especially since there's nobody here to rant to right now.. back to my challenging but hopelessly boring work.. tadaa! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-112130491803118715?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/112130491803118715/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=112130491803118715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/112130491803118715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/112130491803118715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2005/07/waaah.html' title='waaah!'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-112048852177973496</id><published>2005-07-04T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T22:48:41.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;super belated happy birthday cuzin may!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;sorry for greeting you just now... see you in august :)&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/8130681-112048852177973496?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/112048852177973496/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=112048852177973496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/112048852177973496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/112048852177973496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2005/07/super-belated-happy-birthday-cuzin-may.html' title=''/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-112020462617946702</id><published>2005-07-01T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T15:57:06.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a whole new outlook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm changing my blog template. i got tired of the old one plus i want something more organized. i'm trying to do this here at work coz this is perhaps my last day of doing absolutely nothing. i have been given a project already so i'll be &lt;em&gt;rolled in&lt;/em&gt; (the term used which means you have to start working your butt off because work is definitely for real na) on monday. i just realized, i've been assigned to and worked in four different buildings in a span of a month. talk about jet-setting haha. a lot has happened the past 2 months that i never got the chance to update my blog. i guess it's also because there's so much to say without knowing quite how to begin. so here's what has happened in the past 2 months:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. i started a new job. honestly, before this job, i couldn't imagine myself sitting infront of the computer all day and attempting to learn a programming language. i've always wanted a job that i'll look forward to going to everyday. i just didn't imagine that that job would entail doing everything i detested doing. oh well, people change, right? i underwent a training in COBOL, a practically ancient programming language that is as basic as programming gets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. because of this training, i gained a new skill. yup, as of last monday, i am officially a certified COBOL master haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. ton finished his pro cooking class so pretty soon he'll be a certified chef. well, as soon as he finishes his ojt and waitering anyway. did i mention that part of the requirements in ton's school is waitering? (is there even such a word? :p)  i think he'll be actually really cute wearing a bowtie haha.. although he'll kill me if i eat in Cafe during his shift. he thinks that wearing that bowtie is bad enough without me actually seeing him wearing it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. he's also applying for an internship at the Pen. He actually got in already i think but he won't be starting til the last week of july. i was against his applying for internship at the Pen at first because of my issues with his ex but i've gotten over that. heck, we've been together for a year already. what's there to be mad about right? i want to be mature about the subject haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5. we got to hang out with old friends again. because of our busy schedules, we usually don't have the time to go out anymore especially since our friends are also busy with work and school. it's actually nice to see them and reconnect once in awhile. i had my college friends gzel and janice plus ton's barkada jp, mira, cha, marco and mike over for dinner on my birthday. we also hung out at eastwood with cha, marco, mike and bodie last saturday. i finally got to meet kendrick  and his gf, diane. it's weird that i've been with ton for a pretty long time already yet i haven't met some of his friends pa rin. mostly because they're abroad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6. i turned 23. gosh, i've always thought before that 23 is pretty old already. i thought that when you reach that age, you'd already have a stable job and be mature about life. well, as i can attest, i was wrong. granted i can consider myself more mature right now than i was 5 years ago but my maturity level isn't still what i expected it to be. i'm still pretty childish and i've only recently begun my professional career so it's still not what i call stable. but damn, i'm old haha.. i'm still coming to terms with that fact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my life will only get harder though... but i'll take it day by day na lang. basta i'm happy with my job, my boyfriend and my life in general. i'm off to naga this weekend coz my lola's celebrating her birthday. there's gonna be lots of cooking to do and of course, eating. yum! till the next post :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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outlook'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-111959265485964450</id><published>2005-06-24T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T15:00:38.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my current obsession</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i know i haven't posted in a reaalllyyy long time. a lot happened these past 2 months.. before anything else though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/spurs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;timmy and the the spurs have done it again! they're the &lt;strong&gt;NBA CHAMPIONS&lt;/strong&gt; for the 3rd time in 7 years. this is actually the first time i've watched the series from start to finish so i must say i'm really happy coz one of my favorite teams won. in fairness to the pistons though, they hung in there til the very end. i had the last laugh coz most of my workmates were rooting for the pistons.. congrats to the san antonio spurs! twas a well earned victory :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and how cute are these?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="267" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/r1825018883.jpg" width="354" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 197px; HEIGHT: 249px" height="585" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/eva-longoria_net-2005may28-spursvssunsgame-01.jpg" width="435" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's a lucky lucky girl :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-111959265485964450?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-111399638420501153</id><published>2005-04-20T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T19:26:24.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a lot of changes have been happening to me.. i've started working.. i'm not sure if i've made the right decision on that one.. and ton's been really busy lately... it's scary to think that our both being busy might affect our relationship.. one of my biggest fears is that we'll drift apart.. i have utmost faith in our relationship but still... ton will think i'm being paranoid again but i can't help feeling that life is changing for both of us... i hope, though, that whatever happens, we'll still stick together.. he's one of the reasons i look forward to the future... cheesy i know.. it's true though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you might be wondering why i'm in a contemplative mode again.. well, one of my good friends broke up with her boyfriend.. i thought they had a solid relationship... it's sad that it ended.. sad that she's hurting.. lizzie dear, hope you'll feel better soon.. but i trust ton and i trust what we have..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-111399638420501153?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/111399638420501153/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=111399638420501153&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/111399638420501153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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spent time with my dad and mom from the states(long story but they're actually my tito and tita)and mourned the loss of a relative (one of my closest cousin's mom.. may she rest in peace).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've always wished that i can remain young forever. being young means having little or no responsibilities. you get to do whatever you want without having to think of the consequences. what i didn't know then was that growing up is even more fun. it's a bummer that you have to start weighing your actions before and after you do them but i think with the responsibility comes freedom (or is it the other way around? haha) growing up means no more school (yipee!), minimum or non-existent parental supervision, more spending money (not really though coz you have to work to get money haha) and getting to do what you really want. we have to keep in mind though that no matter how much we grow, let's always keep something of our childhood with us. it's more fun that way :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm kind of brain dead already so i'll just be posting random pics from my grad day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 177px; HEIGHT: 179px" height="478" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/mygradday.jpg" width="357" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;finally! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 207px; HEIGHT: 326px" height="894" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/withtongrad.jpg" width="335" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with ton.. and no, the flowers weren't from him haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 346px; HEIGHT: 303px" height="538" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/gradpicwithfamilysmall.jpg" width="292" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the people who made this day possible for me.. my family :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 360px; HEIGHT: 281px" height="531" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/DadVactionPics079.jpg" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with kai and our EU blockmates toto, ivan and matt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 382px; HEIGHT: 275px" height="404" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/b4b3c34f.jpg" width="330" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from L-R: cha, marco, felix, bodie, jp, my cuz aimee, me, ton, rye and dave at my grad party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;more to follow... there's something wrong with photobucket :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-111227960637494218?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/111227960637494218/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-110847932332462493</id><published>2005-02-15T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T22:55:23.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>banker-to-be</title><content type='html'>i just finished the "basic rural banking seminar" that lasted for about 3 weeks or 11 days to be exact. honestly, most parts were boring as hell but there were some topics that interested me... for example, i know now how to detect counterfeit money (yup, comes in handy when you're in the money biz).. i also know how to prepare financial reports.. well, sort of... just proves that math and i aren't really in the best of terms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait! i just have to write this... my relationship with math is similar to that of a stalker and his/her prey.. the more i try to delve into it, the more elusive it gets.. haha, labo ba? it's just that numbers frustrate me.. give me tons of literature to study anytime na lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going back to my seminar, i learned all the basic stuff i need to know to prepare me for a career in banking.. not right away though... my tita doesn't even expect me to run the bank till i'm married.. and that's about 8 years away! i think the most important experience i got from the seminar was meeting great people who were so unlike me.. people with set career paths, families to support and the like. what was surprising was that i was able to relate to them in one way or another. i also met great girls my age who made sitting through whole day lectures bearable (and yes, that includes you larry ganda :p) the seminar made my working in our bank at least within my reach.. it's no longer inconceivable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i go on looking for work outside or just go and work in our business? decisions, decisions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, valentine's day was great. it wasn't your typical mushy mushy romantic celebration although i got to spend it with ton. funny lang that he was supposed to buy flowers for me but didn't coz we were dismissed early. he did buy me really pretty ballet flats (thanks baby) i didn't buy anything for ton though coz i'm saving up for next month. march is a pretty big month for us. we celebrate our 1 year anniversary on the 20th, my graduation on the 19th and ton's birthday on the 26th so i really need to save up. i wanna get ton something really nice.. any suggestions? yesterday, we just ate at zong at the fort, bought go nuts donuts and mangoes and went home because we wanted to avoid the traffic. fortunately there was no traffic. afterwards, we just watched the dvds we bought from ruins.. and oh, ton gave me a heavenly massage din pala :) (dirty minds beware, this was clean :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after being busy with the seminar the last 3 weeks, i'm planning to take things slow this week. so far, my week is shaping up to look like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday- greenhills with ton and ahya andy&lt;br /&gt;thursday- chill at home and try to finish chef junjun's order&lt;br /&gt;friday- help ton cook dinner for his college friends (hi tiff! :p)&lt;br /&gt;saturday- dinner with ton's barkada c/o JP&lt;br /&gt;sunday- watch ton's bball game then just catch up on sleep at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna have a pretty nice week huh? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you guys do too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-110847932332462493?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/110847932332462493/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-110795859622279427</id><published>2005-02-09T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T22:59:24.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>song of the moment</title><content type='html'>share ko din lang pala, my favorite song of the moment. i know it's an old song already but ever since i heard it in the "in good company" movie, i can't get it out of my system :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/in-good-company.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cannonball by damien rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still a little bit of your taste in my mouth&lt;br /&gt;Still a little bit of you laced with my doubt&lt;br /&gt;Still a little hard to say what's going on&lt;br /&gt;Still a little bit of your ghost your witness&lt;br /&gt;Still a little BIT of your face I haven't kissed&lt;br /&gt;You step a little closer EACH DAY&lt;br /&gt;Still I can't SAY what's going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stones taught me to fly&lt;br /&gt;Love taught me to lie&lt;br /&gt;Life taught me to die&lt;br /&gt;So it's not hard to fall&lt;br /&gt;When you float like a cannonball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still a little bit of your song in my ear&lt;br /&gt;Still a little bit of your words I long to hear&lt;br /&gt;You step a little closer TO ME&lt;br /&gt;So close that I can't see what's going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stones taught me to fly&lt;br /&gt;Love taught me to lie&lt;br /&gt;Life taught me to die&lt;br /&gt;So it's not hard to fall&lt;br /&gt;When you float like a cannon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stones taught me to fly&lt;br /&gt;Love taught me to cry&lt;br /&gt;So come on courage!&lt;br /&gt;Teach me to be shy&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's not hard to fall&lt;br /&gt;And I don't WANNA scare her&lt;br /&gt;It's not hard to fall&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna lose&lt;br /&gt;It's not hard to grow&lt;br /&gt;When you know that you just don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-110795859622279427?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/110795859622279427/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=110795859622279427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/110795859622279427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/110795859622279427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2005/02/song-of-moment.html' title='song of the moment'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-110795778015752216</id><published>2005-02-09T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T22:03:00.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy busy-han :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;* i just want to get this out of my system.. &lt;em&gt;why can't exes just stay in the past&lt;/em&gt;? share ko lang... this girl had the nerve to ask ton to drive her to tandang sora without even considering that she no longer has the right to ask him for any favors... kapal lang. it's like she didn't even consider that ton has a girlfriend already and it's not her. she just assumed that she can still ask ton for favors. well, i've tried to be patient with her pero that patience is running out. she has her own boyfriend, &lt;em&gt;i'm not sharing mine&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry.. pero wouldn't you hate it also if that happened to you? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* in other news, i am currently attending a seminar on rural banking. it's only because i am not doing anything right now but it doesn't mean that i'm ready to take over the family business.. it's a pretty interesting experience though coz i learn a lot of new things everyday and i also got to meet different kinds of people. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i also had my final interview in accenture last week. i was pretty surprised actually that i made it that far. i'm not putting my hopes up too much but i'd be really happy if i get in. i'm not worried too much though coz i have a fall back job waiting if i don't get in.all i know is i will definitely start working in march! &lt;em&gt;wish me luck guys&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;* if i don't get to log in next week, advance &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy hearts' day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you guys... hope you get to spend the day with the people you love :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-110795778015752216?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/110795778015752216/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=110795778015752216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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of a sudden change in ton's plans. you see, we've been planning to watch "meet the fockers" for the longest time, about two weeks now but we keep on postponing. the first reason was because ton got sick so obviously it wasn't his fault. the second one was because of a sudden change of plans.. they had to attend a family reunion. although i know i couldn't do anything about it and i wouldn't actually try to stop him from going, i felt very disappointed. it's because we haven't really gone out na "just us" lang in the past few weeks. i just missed spending time with him.. sorry baby :) my friends keep on telling me that i should be happy coz time seems to be the only major problem we have so i am. we're watching that movie by the way on sunday... yipee! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;in other news, i have just finished my second interview with accenture this morning. i have no idea why i passed their exam in the first place but i do hope i get the job. i really need one. the job they're considering me for, by the way, is as a computer programmer.. i know, i know.. it's like.. whhaaat??? that is so not me... but it's a pretty good opportunity so please pray for me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-110692319085249495?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/110692319085249495/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=110692319085249495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/110692319085249495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-110665808479311615</id><published>2005-01-25T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T21:01:24.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>really bored..</title><content type='html'>i'm really bored so i answered surveys na lang :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Name the Last Four Things You HaveBought:&lt;br /&gt;shirts, an ensaymada from starbucks, dog food for beemer and a passbook printing machine(haha, twas an errand for my aunt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Name Four Drinks You Regularly Drink:&lt;br /&gt;water, water, water, water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Last Time You Cried?&lt;br /&gt;amazingly, i can't remember :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)What's In Your CD Player?&lt;br /&gt;nothing! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)What's Under Your Bed?&lt;br /&gt;a rug?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)What Time Did You Wake Up Today?&lt;br /&gt;9 am to watch the aussie open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)Current Hair?&lt;br /&gt;layered, medium length&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Current Clothes&lt;br /&gt;a ratty white tshirt and ratty shorts with tiny blue moons(hey, nobody's gonna see me anymore anyway :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)Current Desktop Picture?&lt;br /&gt;none.. just a blank baby blue screen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)Current Worry?&lt;br /&gt;work or lack of it, ton and beemer's health&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11)Current Hate?&lt;br /&gt;having no money :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)Favorite Places To Be?&lt;br /&gt;my bed, the mall, ton's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13)Least Favorite Place?&lt;br /&gt;the hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14)If You Could Play An Instrument?&lt;br /&gt;i actually can play the piano! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15)Favorite Color(s)?&lt;br /&gt;pink, baby blue, purple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16)How Tall Are You?&lt;br /&gt;5'1"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) favorite expression&lt;br /&gt;ngek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18)One Person From Your Past You WishYou Could Go Back And Talk To:&lt;br /&gt;my grandfather (he passed away 4 years ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19)Favorite day?&lt;br /&gt;fridays and sundays (usually days i get to spend with ton)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20)Where Would You Like To Go?&lt;br /&gt;bangkok for shopping, europe... wait, around the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21)Where Do you want to live when you get married?&lt;br /&gt;anywhere, as long as we're together (cheesy :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22)Favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;i don't think this space is enough  haha.. roti and sweet&amp;spicy clams fr banana leaf, ensaimada from starbucks, ton's babyback ribs, steak, fries, sushi, pasta, nachos, pad thai, choco mousse, milky way.. dami sobra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23)Color of most clothes you own:&lt;br /&gt;pink! i swear i always end up buying pink clothes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24)Number of pillows you sleep w/?&lt;br /&gt;4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25)What do you wear when you go to sleep:&lt;br /&gt;ratty clothes/ pajamas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26)What were you doing 12AM last night:&lt;br /&gt;reading archie comics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27)What are you listening to ryt now:&lt;br /&gt;nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28)What do you think you'll be in the next10 years:&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29)Do you have braces?&lt;br /&gt;nope! had retainers though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30)Are you paranoid?!&lt;br /&gt;sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32)what is the brand of your wallet?&lt;br /&gt;guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33)your alarm clock?&lt;br /&gt;my sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34)Your bag/s?&lt;br /&gt;nine west, ralph lauren, liz claiborne, guess, gap, i can't remember na. i have way too many bags!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36)Notebook?&lt;br /&gt;wala!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37)skip this, go to next question&lt;br /&gt;huh?!? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38)First screen name?&lt;br /&gt;teenai(okay, it took a lot of creativity to come up with that haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39)First piercing/tattoo?&lt;br /&gt;earrings. i actually have two one each ear coz my first piercings closed when i was a baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40)First enemy?&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember! probably my sister.. or my cousin! (hi may! :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41)good cry?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. the only times i cry nowadays is when i pick a fight with ton and end up getting pikon haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42)Last library book checked out?&lt;br /&gt;i think it was an economics book on the european union.. i can't remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43)Last person you yelled at?&lt;br /&gt;juvie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44)Last beverage drank?&lt;br /&gt;water?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45)Last crush(es)?&lt;br /&gt;roger federer? haha, he got hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46)Last CD/song played?&lt;br /&gt;i don't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47)Last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;ensaimada.. can you tell? i'm totally obsessed with that right now and it's all your fault! (you know who you are! :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48)Last annoyance?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49)Last disappointment?&lt;br /&gt;can't remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50)Last thing you wrote?&lt;br /&gt;can't remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51)Last words spoken?&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-110665808479311615?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/110665808479311615/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=110665808479311615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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doctor said there are still traces of the virus left in his body. i was so worried.. he missed all his classes and ojt work last week.. i hate seeing him weak :( i wish he'd get well really soon&lt;br /&gt;- i passed a test for a job that i applied for. i was super surprised coz half of the test was analytical.. mostly formula and mathematical shit... believe me, mathematics and i don't get along at all! my brain hasn't turned to mush yet despite doing nothing ever since i finished school!&lt;br /&gt;- i went to a 3rd interview for this other job that i'm considering. i swear, if they don't give me the job after the 4th interview, i'm withdrawing my application! and the salary isn't even all that great!&lt;br /&gt;- beemer recovered pretty well.. kinda sad lang that my babies got sick one after the other. i take care of them naman..&lt;br /&gt;- i saw my ex. gosh! after 2 years of not seeing him, he was the last person i expected to see in the middle of my favorite mall. it's hard to believe that there was a time when i thought i couldn't live without him, now i don't even know what i saw in him before(does that make sense?) afterwards, i felt a sense of satisfaction that i'm in a better relationship now with someone wonderful :) and besides, he gained so much weight! haha... parang the weight i gained tuloy is insignificant na compared to what he gained.. i'm mean i know.. but i still wish him the best :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-110649158736286926?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/110649158736286926/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=110649158736286926&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 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align="justify"&gt;i got the fright of my life last night when my puppy started throwing up. turns out his body didn't adjust well to the dog biscuits i bought for him. i practically didn't want to sleep last night for the fear that his condition would worsen. thankfully, when i woke up the this morning, he was back to his normal naughty self. just to be sure though, i took him to the vet where the doctor said he had a tummy infection. my gosh! the vet bill are practically the same as my doctor bills already. and the medicine that were given to him were actually for infants. now i know how mothers feel when their babies are sick. hopefully beemer will get better really soon. i hate being worried about him. i miss his normal "malambing" self. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;good news though is that i spent time with ton today. i seldom see him nowadays so every second we're together is special (nakks! haha) he made nachos for me although i know i shouldn't be eating that if i want to make my march 20 deadline. i swear, if you're trying to lose weight, having a boyfriend who's an aspiring chef sucks big time (not that i'm blaming you baby :p) we were supposed to watch a movie but the only movie worth watching was kung-fu hustle which we already saw with his friends last friday. i super liked the movie though especially because of stephen chow(more on him later). my days are otherwise boring except those times spent with beemer, ton and the people i consider important in my life :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-110553850559226903?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/110553850559226903/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-110543597487829214</id><published>2005-01-11T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T17:32:54.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>answers...</title><content type='html'>don't mind the post below. my brain was muddled when i wrote it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, sometimes love is enough especially when the two of you exert the effort to make it work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-110543597487829214?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/110543597487829214/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-110542113626515090</id><published>2005-01-11T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T13:53:51.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>questions, questions... </title><content type='html'>have you ever felt like you've been doing so much yet it's still not enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever felt that you've given somethin your all yet you still come up short?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me, is there really such a thing as satisfaction? or contentment? or even unconditional love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will love ever be enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes being in love can be harder on your heart and soul than being alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-110500242181255010</id><published>2005-01-06T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T08:54:12.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year :)</title><content type='html'>it's 2005 already! gosh, time flies so fast... i was just getting the hang of writing 2004 in the dates and poof! it's 2005! i'd have to say that there is a lot that i have to thank for in 2004...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my gratitude list:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. the philippines was not struck by the tsunami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so many lives were taken because of the tsunami that struck south asia... the last i heard it was around 155,000 plus already. it is during times like this that your status in life doesn't really matter. people from all walks of life, rich or poor, perished in the tsunami. what is heartbreaking are the images of small children who either died or were orphaned because of the tragedy. life really doesn't have assurances. i guess the best lesson that we can get from this event is to live each day as if it were our last and never forget to remind the people that we care about that we love them. it's touching to see everybody, from nba stars, hollywood actors, filipino artists and especially the common "tao" doing whatever they can to help the tsunami victims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;2. i was able to graduate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know graduation is probably no big deal to other people but it is to me. i must admit that i had my faults, moments of weakness and laziness that lead to my staying longer than i should have in the ateneo. those are not the major reasons though.. i guess i could say life and it's accompanying problems got to me... but i'm not blaming anyone or anything... i'm taking full responsibility :) college education is not to be taken for granted, that's a lesson i'm thankful i learned. you may not have liked your school, course, teacher, classmates or whatever it is that you hated in college but in the end it's all worth it... there is a feeling of accomplishment at the end of it all... haha.. i know i'm not making anymore sense, basta take it from me, there is no greater feeling in this world than that of overcoming the seemingly impossible( that was graduation to me ;p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;3. i found a wonderful boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the good things that came out with my staying in college longer is meeting my boyfriend... there was a time when i practically had given up on relationships already. being cheated on four times out of four is not something to be taken for granted. it came to a point when i was questioning my ability to hold on to a decent relationship... and then ton came along... he made me believe in myself again... there was nothing wrong with me after all.. the problems were with my exes. ton and i have been together for 10 months now. considering my track record in relationships, that is a big deal.. thanks for sticking with me baby :) i love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. beemer &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;he is my baby... one of the most affectionate puppies there is... although i'm concerned about his penchant for nibbling at the marble steps of our stairs. beemer is one of the reasons i look forward to the future.. i can't wait to see what he'll be like then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. my friends, new and old&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i don't get to see you or get to be with you always but i'm really lucky to have met such wonderful people as you. you know who you are :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. my entire family is in good health&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my loved ones mean everything to me.. just the fact that no one is seriously ill makes me very thankful. i hope that continues not only in 2005 but forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a sad note, so many couples are separating/breaking up.. it may sound cheesy but when i read the news today that brad pitt and jennifer aniston separated, i was crushed. they were my absolute favorite couple.. now they're no more :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/romantic-dop1b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;waah! they looked so good together! they would have made genetically blessed babies... i'm still harboring a little hope that they'd get back together... haha.. i know, i'll stop now lest my own boyfriend disown me :p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;my new year's resolutions: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;to find a decent job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;to be able to provide a good home for beemer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to lose weight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know i've been forever planning to lose weight but i finally got around to starting last week. i have stopped eating rice already and cut down on my food intake. i will start exercising tomorrow... God give me strength and will power! haha, i have a deadline.. March 20! i have to lose at least 20 pounds... waah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;what i look forward to in 2005:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1. NBA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;kobe bryant, carmelo anthony, tony parker, ben and rasheed wallace, pau gasol, lebron james, tim duncan, dwayne wade, shaq, t-mac, yao ming, jermaine o'neal, lamar odom, kevin garnett and lots of NBA players that i love but whose names i can't remember right now. ton teases me that i only watch nba because of the good-looking guys in the league... they're a plus but with drama, rivalries, victories and lots of emotion in every basketball game, i must admit, i am now officially an nba junkie. there are a thousand reasons why i love the NBA, what's yours? haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2. the new tennis season&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;marat safin, andy roddick, roger federer, lleyton hewitt, carlos moya, rafael nadal, maria sharapova, even martina hingis making a comeback... lots of reason to tune in to tennis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;those are in sports muna.. i'll add more next time.. i'm quite sleepy already.. sweet dreams people :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-110500242181255010?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/110500242181255010/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=110500242181255010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/110500242181255010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/110500242181255010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-new-year.html' title='happy new year :)'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-110376368237649012</id><published>2004-12-23T08:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T09:31:26.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love christmas! </title><content type='html'>if i were a christmas carol, i would be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are "Joy to the World"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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/joy-to-the-world.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Joy to the world, the Lord is come!Let earth receive her King;Let every heart prepare Him room,And heaven and nature sing,&lt;br /&gt;It's not about what you get under the treeBut sharing love with family, friends, and strangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Christmas Carol Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/with_babybeemer2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;me with my new baby, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;beemer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... a two month old lhasa apso who is currently taking up 90% of my time :) i swear, he is one spoiled puppy... he is my christmas present from my wonderful boyfriend, ton, who paid attention pala whenever i said that i wished i had a puppy... thanks baby! he's the best christmas gift i've ever received.. hey, if you guys have any tips about raising a dog, help me out naman :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be going home to bicol tomorrow to spend christmas with my family so to all my friends here in manila, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAVE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERRY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EVERYBODY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-110376368237649012?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/110376368237649012/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=110376368237649012&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/110376368237649012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/110376368237649012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-love-christmas.html' title='i love christmas! '/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-110300637662241244</id><published>2004-12-14T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T14:39:36.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's beginning to feel a lot like christmas...</title><content type='html'>i know, i know... it's just 11 more days till christmas... how could i not get into the spirit of it? well, at the risk of sounding materialistic, it's because i've only started christmas shopping yesterday... from what i remember, christmas is still the season of giving right? since i am still officially unemployed, until yesterday, i did not have the funds to embark on a shopping spree teeheehee.. i'm not a materialistic person. in fact, i enjoy giving more than receiving... there's nothing more precious than seeing the happy smiles on the faces of those you remembered(even if they don't exactly like the gift you gave hehe)... since i'm still short on funds though, i have, so far, only bought gifts for my inaanaks and ton's nephews.. gosh, i can't believe i have inaanaks already! i'm only 22! also, i can't believe how expensive kids' toys and clothes are nowadays! but christmas are really for kids right? so everything's all worth it... so what really is the spirit of christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the birth of Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       nowadays, people forget the real reason we are celebrating Christmas... we should, now more than ever, remember that christmas is more than just giving gifts or indulging ourselves in yummy christmas food like ham, turkey.. wait, i'm losing my train of thought na haha... we should always remember that the real reason we're celebrating christmas is to welcome Jesus whom God has given to us to save us because of his unconditional love for us... we are what we are today because of that love...&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      i know that we shouldn't forgive just because it's christmas.. we should learn to forgive regardless of the season. but isn't it such a happy feeling to celebrate christmas with no enemies?  i will not be a hypocrite though and say that i have made up with everyone i had a misunderstanding with before but i am mean to make-up with them sometime soon... promise! okay, i shouldn't have included this coz i'm not exactly the poster child for forgiveness but still, it's a good thing to keep in mind... if you can, forgive those who have hurt you or ask forgiveness from those you have hurt but there's no pressure, there's still the next 364 days of the year to ready yourself..&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;togetherness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     the fact i love most about christmas is that it's the only time of the year where the entire family really make the effort to be together... or just get in touch with each other... this is the season where a lot of families hold reunions and get-togethers to catch up on each other's lives... it's also the time when friends and relatives from abroad or from somewhere far remember to call and send holiday greetings..&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     love... *sigh*.. sorry.. it's my first christmas ever with a very decent boyfriend.. give love on christmas day right? :) hope you and your loved ones have a very happy christmas! :D&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tis&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;the season of gift-giving&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     again, giving should always be more important than receiving... but there is also a very special happiness that comes with someone remembering you right? it's not the cost of gifts that matter, it's the thought.. i know it's a cliche but it's also very true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whew.. sorry... i'm very bored again if you guys have noticed hehe.. christmas is for everyone, whether rich or poor, young or old, boy or girl.. well, you get my drift... hope you guys have a very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! don't overindulge in food on noche buena! (a reminder that i think would be most appropriate for me.. but oh well :p) now, i've to go back to shopping :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-110300637662241244?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/110300637662241244/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=110300637662241244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/110300637662241244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/110300637662241244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2004/12/its-beginning-to-feel-lot-like.html' title='it&apos;s beginning to feel a lot like christmas...'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-110283519455382880</id><published>2004-12-12T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T14:01:47.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>musings, quizzes and what-have-yous///</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="fox." src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/noillusions/1042510312_ResultsFox.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;You are the fox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/noillusions/quizzes/Saint%20Exupery"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Saint Exupery's 'The Little Prince' Quiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when asked, "&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Describe what role love has in your life&lt;/span&gt;" this was one of the options... " &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;It comes in the form of one person who is willing to finally care&lt;/span&gt;"... so true huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also from the little prince, "&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;To love something is to make it unique in all the world&lt;/span&gt;." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;inspired by the quotes from "the little prince" i decided to post my favorite quotes from my favorite tv shows: remarkable treasure troves of quotable quotes :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;carrie "sex and the city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/w2wpe" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- "The most exciting, challenging and significant relationship of all is the one you have with yourself. And if you find someone to love the you you love, well, that's just fabulous."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- After all, computers crash, people die, relationships fall apart. The best we can do is breath and reboot." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- something to ponder on.. "&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Can you really forgive if you can't forget&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;from &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;ally mcbeal&lt;/span&gt;: We should all be so lucky to have someone who will never let us go. The ultimate legacy is to leave behind someone who will love you forever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;from &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;dawson's creek&lt;/span&gt;: How do you explain the things you love? You can't. You just do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;from &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;mad about you&lt;/span&gt;: I always say that there is no greater act of courage than to be the one who kisses first.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;from &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;party of five&lt;/span&gt;: You dont get to choose you just fall in love and you get this person who is all wrong and all right at the same time. And you know you love them so much except sometimes they just drive you completely insane and no one can explain it. And the reason its so confusing is because it's love., but if love didn't have any challenges what would be the point?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;from &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;winnie the pooh, the cartoon&lt;/span&gt;: If you live to be a hundred,I want to live to be a hundred minus a daySo I don't have to live a day without you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha, i just noticed all of those quotes were on love.. oh well, christmas is a time for loving anyway, right? so what's your favorite quote?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-110283519455382880?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/110283519455382880/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=110283519455382880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/110283519455382880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/110283519455382880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2004/12/musings-quizzes-and-what-have-yous.html' title='musings, quizzes and what-have-yous///'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-110248734485045440</id><published>2004-12-08T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T14:29:04.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revamping the blog</title><content type='html'>i am now officially cross-eyed :p i wanted to change the lay-out of my blog for the longest time but i never found the time to change it... last night, while waiting for ton's cooking class to finish, i finally got around to doing it... i have officially just finished it at 2:00 pm today... i can already feel the strain on my eyes caused by sitting infront of the computer for God knows how many hours... i'm not an html expert but i hope you guys like the site anyway :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-110248734485045440?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/110248734485045440/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=110248734485045440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/110248734485045440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/110248734485045440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2004/12/revamping-blog.html' title='revamping the blog'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-110241235887816066</id><published>2004-12-07T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T17:44:34.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates</title><content type='html'>1. been making and selling earrings again... hey ton's classmates, thanks! :)&lt;br /&gt;2. still job-hunting although not actively... it's so damn hard to look for a decent job...&lt;br /&gt;3. no money for xmas... no school=no allowance, no job=no money! waah! can't even start xmas shopping yet.. haayy...&lt;br /&gt;4. haven't lost the weight i should lose for my cousin's wedding...waah! 11 more days to go!&lt;br /&gt;5. have you ever felt threatened by something/somebody... well, i am... not because i'm insecure, more because of history.. history repeats itself... *sigh* im super hoping and praying "it's over" na talaga... i think i've gotten too jaded and distrustful(if there's such a word hehe) because of whatever happened in the past but i've got enough faith in what i have now... here's to hoping it will last forever... (mashado bang malabo? hehe)&lt;br /&gt;6. had a really bad day today...&lt;br /&gt;- i scratched the altis while i was backing out of our garage (waah! 1,500 down the&lt;br /&gt;drain!) hopefully, my aunt will never read this blog ever!&lt;br /&gt;- went to ateneo to get my transcript when i realized that i lost the receipt! i had to&lt;br /&gt;make a request from pa and go back on friday to get it.&lt;br /&gt;- almost lost my aunt's postpaid globe simcard! she doesn't even know it's with me...&lt;br /&gt;good thing the maid found it in the car.. must've dropped it when i went out...&lt;br /&gt;- me and ton had a fight :( i admit i have some trust issues... but i trust him 100% it's&lt;br /&gt;other people i don't trust... haay... good thing it's resolved!&lt;br /&gt;7. christmas wish list update:&lt;br /&gt;- the perfumes from body shop that you could mix to create new scents... i want all of&lt;br /&gt;them!&lt;br /&gt;- a bag from the gap that i saw on their website.. the one with the bangles...&lt;br /&gt;- a new phone... mine's really f*ckd up now... it's so kawawa looking...&lt;br /&gt;- a pink mini-ipod&lt;br /&gt;- a pug&lt;br /&gt;- a happy christmas for all pa rin especially for those who were affected by the typhoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-110241235887816066?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/110241235887816066/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=110241235887816066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/110241235887816066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/110241235887816066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2004/12/updates.html' title='updates'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-110165560926063185</id><published>2004-11-28T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T23:46:42.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so much to say.. </title><content type='html'>i haven't been updating lately because there's been a lot going on in my life... i'm super tamad to write everything here though... haay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. been job-hunting.. passed all the exams and interviews although i'm not sure which company i really want to work for.&lt;br /&gt;2. went to subic with my family today.. super fun.. found someone who could replace ton in my life.. a sea lion! haha... i'll try to post the picture sometime.. that sea lion is one good kisser! :p&lt;br /&gt;3. coping with ton's super busy schedule... he barely has time to sleep, let alone see me.. haayy.. makes me miss you more baby :(&lt;br /&gt;4. took up accessory-making again.. i made some pretty good earrings but i don't know where to sell them though.. any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;5. watched alexander.. i really loved the movie because of everything i learned in sir dave's class.. gosh, i can't believe i'm saying this but i miss history class! you guys should see the movie!&lt;br /&gt;6. going through a rough patch with ton... we almost broke up :( actually, we just had a misunderstanding, good thing we were able to resolve it right away.. his schedule is taking a toll on us... it's so hard not seeing him as much now :( i know we can make it though coz we both make the effort to make it work.. we're strong! right baby?&lt;br /&gt;7. making up with ton :) the best part about fighting is making up.. and we did make up... we even attended his cousin's wedding at the mandarin last friday... had fun with his family especially his nephews, aaron and hans... i like spending time with ton and his family :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-110165560926063185?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/110165560926063185/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=110165560926063185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/110165560926063185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/110165560926063185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2004/11/so-much-to-say.html' title='so much to say.. '/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-110126354968814426</id><published>2004-11-24T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T12:53:24.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my wish list :)</title><content type='html'>christmas is so near, i can smell it :p since everyone's making their christmas wish lists, i decided to make my own... here goes... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. books by &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sophie Kinsella&lt;/span&gt; (can you keep a secret?, shopaholic and sister &amp;amp; confessions of a shopaholic)&lt;br /&gt;2. sex and the city: kiss and tell&lt;br /&gt;3. an &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;adobe&lt;/span&gt; photoshop/ html tutorial book - haha, m so html illiterate :)&lt;br /&gt;4. beads and findings for accessory/ earring making&lt;br /&gt;5. practically everything from the store "&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;simple joys&lt;/span&gt;".. if ever i had a store, it would be so similar to that&lt;br /&gt;6. clothes from &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bayo&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;kamiseta&lt;/span&gt;- yup, tangkilikin ang sariling atin haha&lt;br /&gt;7. a nice pink or neutral colored bag&lt;br /&gt;8. kikay ballet flats&lt;br /&gt;9. hot pink pumps&lt;br /&gt;10. shopping money&lt;br /&gt;11. a good-paying job&lt;br /&gt;12. a happy and peaceful christmas for all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. and you don't have to get me anything from that list... surprise me hahaha (and no baby, hindi ako naghi-hint haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-110079343271978317</id><published>2004-11-18T23:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T13:24:58.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love sometimes doesn't last forever... :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;today was kind of a sad day... i found out that two of the couples whom i thought were gonna last forever broke up.. it's both sad and scary for me.. sad because sometimes when relationships end, friendships do too... hopefully this will not be one of those times.. scary because there is the possibility that it might happen o your relationship too... being together for a long time is not an assurance that you'll be together forever... i guess &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;relationships entail love, commitment, trust, a lot of prayers and a little bit of luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... i hope the people concerned will eventually find out the true happiness that they deserve... sigh.. emotional ba? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-110079343271978317?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/110079343271978317/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=110079343271978317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/110079343271978317'/><link 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like her because of the things that my ex was telling me about her. when i read her blog, i found out that she experienced the same things that i did, was told the same lies that i was told and in the end was cheated on the same way that i was. i realized that i really didn't hate her.. we just happened to fall for the same jerk who in the end brought nothing but damage and misery to both our lives... i'm glad i found somebody like ton who more than made up for what my ex did.. i do hope that those girls who my ex duped also find the one person who would make their life all better :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling reflective right now after reading the email forwarded to me(read below)... there's no use holding on to the past... the only way you can move on is when you've let go of everything that was keeping in the past. haha, i know this post is cheesy but hey, there's no use holding grudges.. anger gives you wrinkles and makes you ugly.. who wants that, right? ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-110049523052629751?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/110049523052629751/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=110049523052629751&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/110049523052629751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/110049523052629751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2004/11/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-110018465287416510</id><published>2004-11-11T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T23:22:45.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/171/1302/320/the%20incredibles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/171/1302/320/the%20incredibles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the incredibles &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched "the incredibles" with ton, my sister camille and my cousins jabu and nica last sunday. i started watching cartoons again after last sem especially since there is oftentimes nothing interesting to watch on tv. now i can say im addicted to them... lilo and stitch, totally spies, sabrina's secret life, tarzan the animated series, spongebob.. name them and  i've  probably seen them at least once.... since we had nothing to do last sunday, we decided to watch a movie in greenbelt and since we were watching with kids, we decided on "the incredibles". i wasn't really expecting much.. i just knew that i'd enjoy the movie because of my newfound appreciation for cartoons... but the movie surpassed my expectations... it was really funny but more than that, it emphasized the value of the family. the movie is actually about superheroes who were forced to hide their superhero identities because they were getting too expensive for the government to tolerate. it showed how the Parrs(the surname of the superhero family) coped with trying to adjust to the normal life. each of the member of the family had their own superpower. mr. incredible was very strong and well.. incredible. elastigirl(the mom) could stretch her entire body whichever way she wants. violet (the eldest) can turn invisible and create magnetic fields and dash (the boy) can run very fast. it's only at the end of the movie when you'll find out the power of the baby (i'm not gonna tell for the sake of those who haven't seen it yet). although the movie shows amazing action scenes, it also has a "human" side when it showed that in the end, the family was still the most important in their lives. i think this is a movie that not only the kids but also the kids at heart will enjoy.. and oh, ton's favorite character was frozone(whose voice was actually samuel l. jackson's). he was also really funny in a kind of a pathetic superhero kind of way haha... if you guys haven't seen it yet.. you better! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-110018465287416510?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/110018465287416510/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=110018465287416510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/110018465287416510'/><link rel='self' 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style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lizzie&lt;/strong&gt;'s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;blog, i just had to find out what kind of a bikini i would be :p so guys should try it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/ynr/brazilian-bikini.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;You Are a Brazilian Bikini!&lt;/h2&gt;You are confident, flirty, and rockin' in a skimpy bikini.&lt;br /&gt;You've got the bod to wear almost any swimsuit...&lt;br /&gt;So you choose minimal coverage - and maximum tan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/bikiniquiz.html"&gt;What Kind of Bikini Are You? Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friend &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; forwarded this email to me.. it makes you reflect and realize about things/events that are going on in your life. read on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Closing the cycle &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Paulo Coelho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;One always has to know when&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a stage comes to an end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If we insist on staying longer than the necessary time, we lose the happiness and the meaning of the other stages&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;we have to go through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Closing cycles,shutting doors, ending chapters - whatever name we give it, what matters is to leave in the past the moments of life that have finished. Did you lose your job? Has a loving relationship come to an end? Did youleave your parents' house? Gone to live abroad? Has a long-lasting friendship ended all of a sudden? You can spend a long time wondering why this has happened. You can tell yourself you won't take another step until you find out why certain things that were so important and so solid in your life have turned into dust, just like that. But such an attitude will be awfully stressing for everyone involved: your parents, your husband or wife, your friends,your children, your sister, everyone will be finishing chapters, turning over new leaves, getting on with life, and they will all feel bad seeing you at a standstill. None of us can be in the present and the past at the same time, not even when we try to understand the things that happen to us. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What has passed will&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;not return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; we cannot for ever be children, late adolescents, sons that feel guilt or rancor towards our parents, lovers who day and night relive an affair with someone who has gone away and has not the least intention of coming back. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Things pass, and the best we can do is to let them really go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. That is why it is so important (however painful it may be!) to destroy souvenirs, move, give lots of things away to orphanages, sell or donate the books you have at home. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Everything in this visible world is a manifestation of the invisible world, of what is going on in our hearts- and getting rid of certain memories also means making some room for other memories to take their place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Let things go. Release them. Detach yourself from them. Nobody plays this life with marked cards, so sometimes we win and sometimes we lose.Do not expect anything in return, do not expect your efforts to be appreciated, your genius to be discovered, your love to be understood.Stop turning on your emotional television to watch the same program over and over again, the one that shows how much you suffered from a certain loss: that is only poisoning you, nothing else. Nothing is more dangerous than not accepting love relationships that are broken off, work that is promised but there is no starting date,decisions that are always put off waiting for the "ideal moment." &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Before a new chapter is begun, the old one has to be finished: tell yourself that what has passed will never come back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Remember that there was a time when you could live without that thing or that person - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nothing is irreplaceable, a habit is not a need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. This may sound so obvious, it mayeven be difficult, but it is very important. Closing cycles. Not because of pride, incapacity or arrogance, but simply because that no longer fits your life. Shut the door, change the record, clean the house, shake off the dust. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stop being who you were,and change into who you are.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-110018201301322228?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/110018201301322228/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=110018201301322228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/110018201301322228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/110018201301322228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2004/11/random-ramblings.html' title='random ramblings :)'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-109957853833792986</id><published>2004-11-04T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T18:49:39.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>warning! this will be a really long post :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/171/1302/640/hans%20kulit%20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/171/1302/320/hans%20kulit%20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday ahia hans! :) &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;first things first.. &lt;strong&gt;happy 5th&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;birthday hans&lt;/strong&gt;! hans is ton's eldest nephew... in his entire family, hans is pretty much the only person on the same wavelength as i am (oh... si aaron pa pala haha)... at least that's what ton and i say :p i always look forward to playing with ton's nephews whenever we happen to be in ton's house at the same time. i can spend the entire afternoon just playing mario kart, custom robo and whatever game they feel like playing at that certain time with them. i guess they're pretty comfortable with me already since they often use me as their couch(haha.. they often sit on my lap while playing). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/171/1302/640/besties!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/171/1302/320/besties!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my besty andre&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can consider today a happy day. my super bestfriend in the entire world called me up after around 7 months of not talking. well, he got mad at me before because he thought that i was putting another guy first before him again. i know i might have been guilty of that but come on.. my then long time crush(ton) was gonna call me up for the first time then... andre wanted me to meet his then new girlfriend(abby) but i didn't show up thus he altogether stopped talking to me for almost a year. it was kinda sad because just when my relationship with my bestfriend was falling apart, my relationship with the guy i liked was blossoming. my besty would always tease me before that i needed his approval before i can have a boyfriend. having my bestfriend mad at me was hard because he was my morale booster, my food supplier, my all-around driver and most importantly, my shoulder to cry on. my relationship with my bestfriend was never perfect but he had been there for me during the times that mattered. he often was the one who tried to knock some sense into especially in the past when i've been in some pretty destructive relationships. it's sad that ton, up to now, has not met andre yet. ton is my first and only decent boyfriend. it's pretty important for me that the two most important guys in my life get along... well, andre's still in his "tampo" mode but hopefully things will get better soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/171/1302/640/the%20reality%20of%20love%20screencap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/171/1302/320/the%20reality%20of%20love%20screencap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheesy i know, but... &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i spent the all saints' day weekend in bicol with my family. since i practically just stayed in the house the entire time, i spent most of my days there watching tv. one of the movies that i saw and liked is "the reality of love"... it's actually a romantic comedy that was shown in cinemax about reality dating shows. it's about this actor who wanted to change his image so he and his producer/manager/bestfriend decided to create a dating show for him that would bring out his "sensitive" side... the twist is that the heroine played by emma caulfield (of the buffy the vampire slayer tv show) ended up falling for the producer/bestfriend played by bradley cooper (of alias) instead of the ryan, the actor played by luke perry(more on him later). one of the reasons i liked this movie is that bradley copper is HOT... also, it was refreshing to see a movie where the underdog gets the girl.. the only thing that bothered me though is what the hell were the actual producers of the movie thinking in casting luke perry as the heartthrob actor.. first, there is nothing "heartthrobbish" about him.. second.. he is too old already! try to watch it if you guys have the time.. although if you fund the movie cheesy, don't blame me.. blame it on my boredom.. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/171/1302/640/jen&amp;ben@the%20red%20sox%20game.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/171/1302/320/jen%26ben%40the%20red%20sox%20game.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aren't they the cutest? :) &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a thing for celebrity couples... even though many of them end up breaking up after a few months... right now, my favorite couple is ben affleck and jennifer garner... there is something very cute and very wholesome about them.. thank God ben got past his JLo stage :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sorry if i don't make much sense right now... because i've been deprived of the internet for almost a month, i am quite overwhelmed and do not know where to start hehe.. too much to say i guess... besides, i always say i am not accountable for anything i say after 11 o'clock. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and oh.. did i happen to mention i'm done with school already? yup! after more than 5 years, &lt;strong&gt;i am finally out of the ateneo&lt;/strong&gt;!!! yipee!!! i will try to write more on that topic next time... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;right now, i'm loving:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. NBA new year! (i'm hooked)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. rasheed wallace, tony parker, carmelo anthony and kobe bryant (yup, i have a thing for dirty boys too haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. the shopaholic series by sophie kinsella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. the tv series "bewitched"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5. animal crossing on game cube!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6. anything fuschia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;7. lilo and stitch ( i swear, i'm addicted)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;8. flower pins (spices up boring shirts :p)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;9. sun cellular (free calls 24/7)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;10. and most importantly, having absolutely nothing to do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good night people!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-109957853833792986?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/109957853833792986/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=109957853833792986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/109957853833792986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/109957853833792986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2004/11/warning-this-will-be-really-long-post.html' title='warning! this will be a really long post :)'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-109698399716551245</id><published>2004-10-05T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T21:46:37.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end is near :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;finals week&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is so, so near, i can almost smell it... (can u smell fear?lol) there's so much pressure because of this sem being (supposedly) my last.. please cross your fingers and pray that i will be able to pass all my subjects and be finally out of the ateneo... i am imposing a ban on myself... no internet, shopping or playing the sims2(i am such a geek :p) till after the exams... i'll let you know how it goes.. wish me luck guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news (hehehe) i have started on the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;south beach diet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... this is because my cousin's wedding is coming up and i'm suppose to be a bridesmaid.. that calls for drastic measures haha... ton's helping me and his mom go on this diet... oh well, hope everything goes well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-109698399716551245?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/109698399716551245/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=109698399716551245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/109698399716551245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/109698399716551245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2004/10/end-is-near.html' title='the end is near :)'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-109672888114187049</id><published>2004-10-02T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T23:22:09.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/171/1302/640/1001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/171/1302/320/1001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE TREE HILL&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;since i had nothing to do yesterday and today, i had a on tree hill marathon. i didn't like the show before coz i never really had the chance to watch it from the beginning. if you guys haven't seen it yet, you should check it out! and the show plays really good songs too.. here are some of my faves:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DON'T WANNA BE (Gavin DeGraw)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't need to be anything other than a prison guard's son&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't need to be anything other than a specialist's son&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't have to be anyone other than a birth of two souls in one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Part of where I'm going is knowing where I'm coming from&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I have to do is think of me and have peace of mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I gotta do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or who I'm supposed to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want to be anything other than me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm surrounded by liars everywhere I turnI'm surrounded by imposters everywhere I turn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm surrounded by a identity crisis everywhere I turn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am I the only one to notice?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't be the only one who's learned&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I have to do is think of me and have peace of mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I gotta do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or who I'm supposed to beI don't want to be anything other than me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can I have everyone's attention please &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you're not like this and that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're gonna have to leave&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I came from the mountain, the crust of creation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My whole situation made from clay, dust, stone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now I'm telling everybody&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I have to do is think of me and have peace of mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I gotta to do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or who I'm supposed to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want to be anything other than than what I've been trying to be lately&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I don't want to be anything other than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I SHALL BELIEVE (Sheryl Crow)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come to me now &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And lay your hands over me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even if it's a lie &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Say it will be alright &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I shall believe &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm broken in two &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I know you're on to me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That I only come home &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I'm so all alone &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I do believe &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That not everything is gonna be the way &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You think it ought to be &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It seems like every time I try to make it right &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It all comes down on me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please say honestly you won't give up on me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I shall believe &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I shall believe &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Open the door &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And show me your face tonight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know it's true &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one heals me like you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you hold the key &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never again would I turn away from you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm so heavy tonight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But your love is alright &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I do believe &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That not everything is gonna be the way &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You think it ought to be &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It seems like every time I try to make it right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It all comes down on me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Please say honestly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You won't give up on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I shall believe &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I shall believe &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I shall believe &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-109672888114187049?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/109672888114187049/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=109672888114187049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/109672888114187049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/109672888114187049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2004/10/bored.html' title='bored...'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-109604638472150346</id><published>2004-09-25T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T01:19:44.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy, busy day</title><content type='html'>mood today : antsy&lt;br /&gt;listening to: i'm shakin by rooney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am such a loser :) it's friday night yet i'm infront of my computer doing a powerpoint presentation instead of being in some crowded place with really loud music. seriously though, i don't have the desire to go out that much anymore. i prefer staying at home and just resting on those rare days with absolutely nothing to do... either that or shopping haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i actually just got home about 2 hours ago. After school, i met up with my aunt at H to have my hair cut (i now have bangs.. whether tis for the better or not, i shall find out 2m :p) i've been wanting to have a haircut for the longest time. i also had a footspa and pedicure... heaven! afterwards, we met up with my sis and my tito's family for dinner at red crab. i swear, i could eat crabs every day for the rest of my life and you wouldn't hear anything from me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i shouldn't think about food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so moving on... when we got home, i helped my cousin write his essay. he's applying to ateneo high school... people, please pray that he gets in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so we finished that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and here i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can say though that this was a pretty good day because for some crazy reason, my spanish teacher forgot that we reported in class already (twas one lousy report!) so me and kai will have another chance at it on monday... and she didn't pick on me so... hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also had lunch with my old blockmate from freshman year pa (gosh, that was a reaaaallly long time ago!) and we just caught up on each other's lives. we actually had a good laugh over the time when wa had a fight for the entire freshman year for completely babaw childish reasons.. i miss freshman year... easy subjects, easier life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also had lunch with the boyfriend... we don't see each other that much anymore ever since his cooking classes started so we try to find time to see each other even for just a while. yup, i miss him but cooking makes him happy so i'm happy na rin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrgh! we have a report pa for mr. panahon's class 2m! that means i have to wake up really early coz i've to submit jabu's application form too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm super looking forward to having a vacation really soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too sleepy now... good night people :)&lt;br 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:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-109585473188445019</id><published>2004-09-22T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T20:05:31.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pressure, pressure</title><content type='html'>there's only 3 more weeks left of the first semester (and of my final sem in school) and i'm super feeling the pressure. do u ever get the feeling that the nearer you get to something, the farther it seems? well, that's how i feel about graduating. it seems so near yet there are so many things happening that i'm not really sure i'll be able to get through it. anyway, i'm just worried about spanish coz of my teacher (whom i shall not name) she keeps on threatening to fail me. i don't get it though... i try my best to prepare for her class but whenever she calls me, i clam up. it doesn't help that she keeps on embarrassing me infront of the entire class. sheesh! how the heck will a student learn if the teacher terrorizes her all the time??? i'm seriously developing a trauma for spanish. i hope to God she does not fail me or i'm seriously toast! can somebody help me and knock some sense into this woman? sorry for ranting.. just couldn't contain my frustration with her... anyways, school has been pretty ok aside from my spanish class. i swear, i am having the worst sem though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just read an entry from my friend lizzie's blog(lalaliz.blogspot.com) and she reminded me that it's almost christmas already! yup! here in the Philippines, the minute the "ber" months come around, people start putting up christmas decors and playing christmas songs. you wouldn't believe it, but our maid already put up our christmas tree in the house! talk about excited :) i kinda don't wanna be reminded of christmas yet though coz it means having to make up christmas lists and depleting my money. and there's still this sem to think about! it's so hard thinking of what presents to buy for people. hey, if you're my friend, just text me what u want to get for Christmas.. lol... hopefully that'll save me the trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just dawned on me that i will no longer have sem breaks and summer vacations after this sem! arrggh! i've to start looking for work really soon... gosh that'll be tedious! anybody want to help me? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i've been in a relationship for 6 months already! yipee! i'm no longer cursed with the 5 month syndrome! lol, sharing lang... been through so much lang that it's a relief to be finally with someone sane enough to put up with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm off to ranting about spanish again.. and oh.. thinking about christmas lists! :)&lt;br 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:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-109502611965326407</id><published>2004-09-13T05:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T05:55:19.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>sometimes i feel that i speak too soon. although i said the other day that my days got better, well yesterday, it got worse. do u ever feel that sometimes you just can't live up to what others expect of you? that everything you do is considered wrong? well, i do feel like that right now. i won't even bother explaining, it's just too painful. and no, it's not about my lovelife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mood today: torn-up&lt;br /&gt;time: 5:53 am&lt;br /&gt;why the hell i'm up: i'm supposed to be watching my fevorite player lleyton hewitt play roger federer in the US open final but so far, he's had his ass kicked for the first 2 sets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg.. hope today gets better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-109502611965326407?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/109502611965326407/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=109502611965326407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/109502611965326407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/109502611965326407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2004/09/sigh.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-109483115620661839</id><published>2004-09-10T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T22:38:02.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally, a less stressful day :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after what seemed like never ending hell weeks, i had one day (TODAY!) where i had no exams, no orals and no papers due. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE TERMINAL &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i watched the terminal with my sister and ton and i must say that i really liked it. the movie was really funny with just the right amount of touchings moments put in. basically, twas about this guy, victor(tom hanks) who was supposed to go to the states but just when he was about to enter the country, he found out that a war broke out in his home country so the US cut ties with it. he was therefore rendered countryless. he then was forced to live in the airport terminal for a really long time(around a 10 mos- a year i think). what was touching was that inspite of his condition, he was able to make the most out of it by making friends with other people who lived in the airport (the security guard, the indian janitor, the immigration officer and DIEGO LUNA! he plays a food delivery boy but he's hot nonetheless :p). he was also able to find a job, save up some money(enough to buy a hugo boss suit at least), help out a countryman and endear himself to everyone who worked in the airport. he also had a love interest in catherine zeta jones but things didn't end happily with them. in the end though, what was most touching was that the reason why he went to the US was that he wanted to get a signature of a jazz musician becuase of his promise to his father. imagine going through all of that for an autograph! tom hanks is such as good actor. he has the ability to make you cry one moment and laugh the next. if you haven't seen the movie yet, you should go see it. you definitely won't regret it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm also happy coz i was able to spend time with ton. i haven't been able to do that because of my exams and because he also started going to his PRO cooking class last monday. we've had a rough week last week because of so many reasons but i'm glad we're okay now. it's so funny sometimes because ton and i have never really fought seriously. sure we have misunderstandings but we 99% of the time, we resolve that before we go to sleep. he always says that the reason why we fight over the most shallow of things is that we never actually have a reason to fight so we end up making them hehe.. minsan daw, mukhang i get bored na coz we're so ok that i end up picking a fight with him... which is true hehe... but the best part of fighting is the making up anyway :) we'll have to learn to adjust with the new things that are happening and will happen with both of us. since he started cooking school, he'll have to learn to split his time with work, basketball and ME! (notice the priorities? hehe kidding baby :p) since i'll (hopefully!) be graduating this october, then i don't know where i'd end up after school. all i know (and wish) is that we'll make it through because we both try very hard to make it work :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCHOOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;had my midterms in history yesterday and i think i got most of it except the parts about julius caesar. kainis coz i studied alexander pa naman and there wasn't even a single question about him in my set! oh well, i hope i did well lang coz that test will greatly affect our final grades. glad to know i'm better in philo na pala now. i understand most of the stuff we're discussing and i'm doing better in my exams (i'm taking both PHILO 103 and 104 kasi this sem) it'll be the end of this sem soon anyway and hopefully, the end of my ateneo days hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i think i've said enough.. have to go na... good night people! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-109483115620661839?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/109483115620661839/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=109483115620661839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/109483115620661839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/109483115620661839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2004/09/finally-less-stressful-day.html' title='finally, a less stressful day :)'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-109466439765918050</id><published>2004-09-09T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T23:11:40.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STRESSED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;here i am again, super stressed. i've midterms and a paper due tomorrow but my mind seems to be unable to focus right now. i'm doing an essay about the courage of women and i believe i have pretty much a lot to say about that topic. women are more courageous than men. yup! i believe that wholeheartedly. my history teacher even said that the greek word for courage "andreia" is feminine :) maybe it's because of the fact that women can sacrifice so much for something they believe in. i'm not saying men lack courage. it's just that sometimes people underestimate the power of women. what do u think? lol. i'm just sounding off coz i still have to expound on the topic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my current mood today is : &lt;strong&gt;dazed&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yup. so much to do, so little time, hard time focusing. midterms, midterms, midterms! waah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm listening to: &lt;strong&gt;the clicking of my keyboard and blissful silence.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;can't focus unless there's complete silence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;before i go back to studying, here's something i found on somebody else's blog. thought twas interesting so i answered it myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;THE POWER OF THREE:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. tin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. teenai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. christine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. understanding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. sensible (haha, sometimes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. talkative (i never run out of things to say, thus, no awkward silences :p)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;THREE THINGS YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. pagmemeron (for philos already and still not clear :p)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. calculus (what's it for really?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. why i understand spanish people speak spanish but cannot (at all!) understand my own spanish teacher speak the language :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;THREE THINGS THAT ANNOY YOU:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. people who butt into other people's business&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. stalker-like people &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. oral exams! (no matter how hard i study, i always end up tongue-tied!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. rats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. scary movies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. scary places&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS AT THE MOMENT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. &lt;em&gt;wouldn't it be nice&lt;/em&gt; by the beach boys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;calling you&lt;/em&gt; by blue october&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. &lt;em&gt;everybody's changing&lt;/em&gt; (forgot the name of the band)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;THREE PEOPLE YOU SPEND THE MOST TIME WITH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. ton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. kai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. my sister, camille&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;THREE THINGS YOU CAN'T DO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. do the split ( the ballet split!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. be nice to people i don't like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. watch a really scary movie by myself at night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT BADLY RIGHT NOW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. graduate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. pink mini-IPOD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. lose weight! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. reading&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. surfing the net&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. studying philo (haha, yeah ryt!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. become a diplomat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. become a chef&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. become a jewelry designer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(as you can see, i am still a very confused person in terms of what i want to do with my life :p)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WOULD WANT TO SPEND YOUR VACATION AT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. spain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. boracay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. hongkong or china (hehe, 2 get to know more of the culture :p)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;that's it for now. gotta get back to studying. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-109466439765918050?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/109466439765918050/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=109466439765918050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/109466439765918050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/109466439765918050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2004/09/stressed.html' title='STRESSED!'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8130681.post-109387066300777104</id><published>2004-08-30T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T20:57:43.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ihola!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;finally&lt;/strong&gt;! i have been planning to create a blog for the longest time but i never seem to have the time or the inclination (hehe) to start making one. some of stuff i should be accomplishing, however, are done when i have to work on something else :) right now, instead of creating this, i'm supposed to be studying for Philo and History and instead, i am online... sometimes i think i have an attention deficit disorder... well, if you do know me, you'll definitely agree :p anyway, to those of you who happened to drop by my site, this is &lt;strong&gt;teenai&lt;/strong&gt;... welcome to my life! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;now, i gotta get back to studying :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8130681-109387066300777104?l=pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/feeds/109387066300777104/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8130681&amp;postID=109387066300777104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/109387066300777104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8130681/posts/default/109387066300777104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkiewinkietwinkieteenai.blogspot.com/2004/08/ihola.html' title='ihola!'/><author><name>tin :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515549292153469184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/teenai/prettyme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
