<?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-6222054</id><updated>2012-01-13T23:05:52.850+08:00</updated><category term='Infinity'/><category term='Six Months'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='jokes'/><category term='plans'/><category term='sad'/><category term='frenemies'/><category term='bags'/><category term='trips'/><category term='dinner'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='bittersweet'/><category term='free'/><category term='Lovely and Loveless'/><category term='bliss'/><category term='ads'/><category term='rainy days'/><category term='Ü'/><category term='HBs'/><category term='Deidre'/><category term='CE'/><category term='boys'/><category term='EOE - 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Moonstar 88'/><category term='high school'/><category term='Sunday Learnings'/><category term='Dryden'/><category term='cuties'/><category term='psych stuff'/><category term='high school friends'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='EOE - D129'/><category term='Cool With You'/><category term='zilch'/><category term='cravings'/><category term='Wi-5'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='jitters'/><category term='Mr. Panda'/><category term='three winks'/><category term='Sunrays and Saturdays'/><category term='greetings from the princess'/><category term='party'/><category term='perspectives'/><category term='Competition Smile'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='calvin and hobbes'/><category term='book'/><category term='MSFE friends'/><category term='craze'/><category term='life'/><category term='grad stud'/><category term='Gre'/><category term='comet'/><category term='wishlist'/><category term='Queendom'/><category term='bloopers'/><category term='tests'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='dead heart'/><category term='Weng-Weng'/><category term='cloud-nine'/><category term='food'/><category term='bottled up emotions'/><category term='retreat'/><category term='blue virus'/><category term='kwentong stupid'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='weird'/><category term='coffee'/><category term='The Devil'/><category term='series'/><category term='run'/><category term='Yellowcard'/><category term='One Year'/><category term='witch'/><category term='Murphy&apos;s Law'/><category term='panic-mode'/><category term='EOE - D1'/><category term='Coraline'/><category term='Ice'/><title type='text'>I am a Magical Ball</title><subtitle type='html'>Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow. - Albert Einstein</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>899</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-2897605691773759941</id><published>2011-10-15T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T11:04:57.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suck it up, Princess.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-2897605691773759941?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/2897605691773759941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/2897605691773759941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/10/suck-it-up-princess.html' title='Suck it up, Princess.'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-5025680289898833027</id><published>2011-10-11T07:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T07:19:03.871+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Devil'/><title type='text'>!?!!!</title><content type='html'>I haven't thought you about you for quite some time but...oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's always back to you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-5025680289898833027?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/5025680289898833027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/5025680289898833027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='!?!!!'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-1019378605626387001</id><published>2011-10-05T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T21:00:36.639+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>Oh Well.</title><content type='html'>I hope I won't find myself in a situation that will make me feel that I am only good for this kind of thing. It feels okay just for a few minutes but it definitely sucks after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. Whatthefuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish told me, "In 3 months..." And I had a hard time explaining to her why I cannot and will not be engaged in something like that. And after 5 MRT stations, I wasn't able to explain my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minus a few minutes of daily nuisance, I'm actually ecstatic. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-1019378605626387001?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/1019378605626387001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/1019378605626387001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/10/oh-well.html' title='Oh Well.'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-2808253491904172892</id><published>2011-09-25T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T00:21:07.322+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Easy A</title><content type='html'>I feel stupid for almost crying while watching "Easy A" tonight. Movie hits home.&amp;nbsp;Crap. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, nakaka-LSS nga ung song. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1282140/"&gt;IMDb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-2808253491904172892?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/2808253491904172892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/2808253491904172892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/09/easy.html' title='Easy A'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-8820882639874858779</id><published>2011-09-22T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T22:51:40.065+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='link'/><title type='text'>WHAT?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://w3.newsmax.com/a/aftershockb/video.cfm?PROMO_CODE=CACB-1"&gt;Newsmax's After Shock Survival Summit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another economic crisis in the US? Hopefully not.&amp;nbsp;It's scary enough to think that a number of European nations are on the verge of asking for financial assistance. We don't need another American credit crunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-8820882639874858779?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/8820882639874858779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/8820882639874858779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/09/after-shock.html' title='WHAT?!'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-7732305377421967535</id><published>2011-09-21T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T21:08:18.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just a thought'/><title type='text'>Suspicion Breeds Gossip</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I was patiently waiting for a train at Ayala station this afternoon when a girl, about 18 years old, stood beside me. The kid with her (about 2 years old) was crying noisily. When the train came, she went inside and the kid was still crying. Somewhere in GMA, a lady decided to speak her mind for everyone to hear, "Ung babae, walang pakialam sa anak niya. Anak kaya niya un? Wala man lang siyang dalang gatas...baka kinuha lang nya ung bata kung saan." The others who heard her agreed and within a few seconds, a group of people were talking about it, as if the girl couldn't hear them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a strong accusation. I know the lady meant well, but a kid at the age of two would definitely know who he is with, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of trains, one thing I really don't understand is why the MRT management allows people with badges (e.g. policemen) to be in the car for women, disabled, and senior citizen? Seriously. It bothers me to see a man in uniform in the same car with us. Out of all the people who ride the train, aren't they the ones who are more "fit" to be in the other car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-7732305377421967535?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7732305377421967535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7732305377421967535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/09/suspicion-breeds-gossip.html' title='Suspicion Breeds Gossip'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-178593528834292034</id><published>2011-09-19T20:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T21:13:51.631+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UPIS'/><title type='text'>Happy Ending. ;)</title><content type='html'>This whole thread made me laugh during my exam:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;J: Ano yung happy ending?&lt;br /&gt;J: external hard disk drive with happy ending (am i doing this right?)&lt;br /&gt;A: At anong happy ending naman un?&lt;br /&gt;K: Kunwari pa kayong di nyo alam ang happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;D: Ano yung happy ending?&lt;br /&gt;K: O sige na, para mawala na yung pretend innocence niyo, ang happy ending ay yung pag nagpamasahe ka and the masahista jacks you off. :P&lt;br /&gt;Am: &amp;nbsp;hindi yun D:&lt;br /&gt;Am: pag kinasal na yung prince at yung princess tas patay na yung wicked witch :D&lt;br /&gt;D: &amp;nbsp;jack-off is the happy ending? i thought woohoo is the happy ending :p&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA. WTF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Edited)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-178593528834292034?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/178593528834292034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/178593528834292034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-ending.html' title='Happy Ending. ;)'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-5468948157865053153</id><published>2011-09-18T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T21:14:54.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloud-nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ian'/><title type='text'>It Pays to be Patient...Sometimes.</title><content type='html'>After 2 months and 3 visits I finally got my free phone from Sun (Ian). So now, I have 2 SE phones...dream come true. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dear A&amp;amp;A,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thank you! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-5468948157865053153?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/5468948157865053153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/5468948157865053153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/09/it-pays-to-be-patientsometimes.html' title='It Pays to be Patient...Sometimes.'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-4487466979138538041</id><published>2011-09-14T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T21:14:45.658+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloud-nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad stud'/><title type='text'>Some of the People I Miss the Most</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XNuytu5I9UQ/TnC7R5NyqXI/AAAAAAAABc8/AItkwiezBL4/s1600/DLSU+Block.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XNuytu5I9UQ/TnC7R5NyqXI/AAAAAAAABc8/AItkwiezBL4/s320/DLSU+Block.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mesa, Greenbelt 5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Finally, our DLSU Financial Eng'g Block (and our block's friends) managed to align our schedules and came up with a date to meet! Kung hindi lang aalis si Bim, I doubt na we will be able to save a date for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good celebration...despidida for Bim because she'll take her Masters in London and Heather and Gelo's successful comprehensive exam! Now I'm super inggit!&amp;nbsp;I need to finish my units and pass the exam so I could start my thesis with my Cute Prof who out-of-the-blue I asked to be my thesis adviser.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Oo na, iba na talaga ang motivation ko para mag-thesis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Thank you Gelo, Heather, Louis, Fran, Jason, Kyle, Mica, Rosel, and Bim Girl for a super wonderful lunch! :)&amp;nbsp;See you all in November!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks Heather for the pic!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why is it that everytime we meet lagi na lang tanong sakin is, "Kamusta lovelife?" And if I said wala, walang maniniwala. Pero wala naman talaga. And when they asked that question (for the nth time), I answered, "Eto, heart-broken." Not really, gusto ko lang sabihin so they would stop. Pero, I received a list of people that my dearest blockmates would like to set me up with. Ung isa nasa tabing building lang pala namin. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So until now, talagang we all believe that: &lt;b&gt;To get over someone, get under someone new.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Hahaha. Which reminded me, sana pala dati ko pa sinunod 'to! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Teka lang, hindi lang naman ako ung single dun ah! That was just so madaya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-4487466979138538041?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/4487466979138538041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/4487466979138538041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/09/some-of-people-i-miss-most.html' title='Some of the People I Miss the Most'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XNuytu5I9UQ/TnC7R5NyqXI/AAAAAAAABc8/AItkwiezBL4/s72-c/DLSU+Block.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-8712783929768247754</id><published>2011-09-14T22:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T22:31:53.749+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloopers'/><title type='text'>PAKINGSHET.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;What the fuck.&lt;/b&gt; Nangyari na sakin 'to dati...more than 3 years ago na (and every month pala- since some people just can't let go). And bakit hindi ako natuto-tuto?! I'm not a genius (that was my Dad) pero kahit papano may utak naman ako. Oh shiet. UP naman ako. And I got a good chance of getting a Silver Distinction sa DLSU in MS Financial Engineering, and I got 98 naman sa financial exams sa TR...how come when it comes to this stupid internet thing aka blog...I tend to forget about learning curves. Oh shiet. Ang point ko lang naman, I'm smart enough not to repeat this stupid mistake. And repeat this...and repeat this...again...and again...and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole thing makes me cringe. Oh shiet. Pero last time I checked, wala naman un...wait, every time I check this thing, wala naman un. So bakit may 11. Oh shiet. Can I just die? Can I sue you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ano ka, new stalker ko? Hahaha. Shucks, I want to die. I seriously want to die. Mas nakakahiya pa 'to sa pag-bblush ko whenever Genesis cracks his jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goddess, mukhang tatanggapin ko na ung offer mo! Put a bullet through my head! Sabay na tayo! Pero gusto ko with boots and nice black hats. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Am. So. Dead. I. Am. So. Dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana maglaho ka na, like, forever? Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-8712783929768247754?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/8712783929768247754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/8712783929768247754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/09/pakingshet.html' title='PAKINGSHET.'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-5663888895129371114</id><published>2011-09-11T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T13:11:52.654+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monochromatic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cravings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy things'/><title type='text'>It Must be Love at First Sip!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;My greatest discovery for the week: &lt;b&gt;Chili's Tropical Sunrise Margarita&lt;/b&gt;. I never thought that I would find my new love inside a blue-rimmed cup, layered with different colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a good way to end the week! And a great way to mark the start of something good. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Thank you Ami for a super fun and informative impromptu dinner! *hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-js-a2dNIq8w/Tmwj2F1UFtI/AAAAAAAABc4/PIRMT0Ey1Jc/s1600/alcohol_tropicalsunrise_tiltright.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-js-a2dNIq8w/Tmwj2F1UFtI/AAAAAAAABc4/PIRMT0Ey1Jc/s1600/alcohol_tropicalsunrise_tiltright.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-5663888895129371114?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/5663888895129371114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/5663888895129371114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/09/it-must-be-love-at-first-sip.html' title='It Must be Love at First Sip!'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-js-a2dNIq8w/Tmwj2F1UFtI/AAAAAAAABc4/PIRMT0Ey1Jc/s72-c/alcohol_tropicalsunrise_tiltright.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-8739037344179715158</id><published>2011-09-11T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T13:03:24.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lucid interval'/><title type='text'>My Lucid Interval</title><content type='html'>The emptiness that we feel in times of loneliness and doubt &amp;nbsp;is a mere result of us focusing on that part of ourselves that we think we've lost. But we tend to forget that another part of us becomes wiser, more experienced, and is working twice as much to fill the "void" inside, or we think we have inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've never felt this special and peaceful until my bestfriend said this 3 important words: &lt;b&gt;You're still Abby.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you! We were meant to meet that night! *hug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-8739037344179715158?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/8739037344179715158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/8739037344179715158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-lucid-interval.html' title='My Lucid Interval'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-629008364161713652</id><published>2011-09-10T01:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T13:07:23.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weng-Weng'/><title type='text'>Addendum</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;No, I don't.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how do you like your grape juice, sour or bitter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-629008364161713652?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/629008364161713652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/629008364161713652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/09/addendum.html' title='Addendum'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-5762417155404595077</id><published>2011-09-06T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T02:23:00.202+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing someone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Lucky Charm'/><title type='text'>@_@</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;You have only been gone ten days,&lt;br /&gt;But already I'm wasting away.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll see you again&lt;br /&gt;Whether far or soon.&lt;br /&gt;But I need you to know that I care,&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-5762417155404595077?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/5762417155404595077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/5762417155404595077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title='@_@'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-7890091416155957742</id><published>2011-09-03T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T10:21:28.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloud-nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heavens Above'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad stud'/><title type='text'>Thank You!</title><content type='html'>I made so many wrong and hasty decisions that totally scared the hell out of me. And believe me, I'm not proud of them. And I'm not really sure of the things I'm doing right now because everything seems like a mess. But I know that Heavens Above still gives me a reason to smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thank You! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And right now, I have some bragging rights in my pocket that I will never use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-7890091416155957742?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7890091416155957742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7890091416155957742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/09/thank-you.html' title='Thank You!'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-3214335305687325049</id><published>2011-09-03T19:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T19:36:25.340+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Lucky Charm'/><title type='text'>FYI, FY.</title><content type='html'>If you ask me how I'm doing I would say I'm doing just fine&lt;br /&gt;I would lie and say that you're not on my mind&lt;br /&gt;But I go out and I sit down at a table set for two&lt;br /&gt;and finally I'm forced to face the truth&lt;br /&gt;No matter what they say, I'm not over you&lt;br /&gt;Not over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;No, we're not cool.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-3214335305687325049?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/3214335305687325049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/3214335305687325049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/09/fyi-fy.html' title='FYI, FY.'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-45079377107868765</id><published>2011-08-27T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T15:22:21.461+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Lucky Charm'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You leave me completely breathless.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-45079377107868765?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/45079377107868765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/45079377107868765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-leave-me-completely-breathless.html' title=''/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-7075551441753812526</id><published>2011-08-27T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T15:19:05.609+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good luck and goodbye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Lucky Charm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>The Writing is on the Wall:</title><content type='html'>I'm stuck. This is the point where I will raise my hand and say "I done" and just wait for everything to sink in. Haay. May silent "Goodbye" pala dapat na kasama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I need someone who would tell me what to do aside from eating Peter Pan Honey Roasted Peanut Butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My promise: &lt;b&gt;No distractions until 18 Aug 2012&lt;/b&gt; dahil I have a goal of &lt;u&gt;getting a at least 2 perfect scores in the Global Securities Certification&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Oo na, recorded na. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 102);"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-7075551441753812526?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7075551441753812526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7075551441753812526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/08/writing-is-on-wall.html' title='The Writing is on the Wall:'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-4851917084762691108</id><published>2011-08-23T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T01:52:53.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Lucky Charm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Please...I still have so many things to say. Please take me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-4851917084762691108?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/4851917084762691108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/4851917084762691108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/08/please.html' title=''/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-4256673141648705663</id><published>2011-08-20T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T22:27:22.112+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Satan&apos;s Mistress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='from the soul'/><title type='text'>What the Hell!</title><content type='html'>All my life I've been good but now&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking &lt;b&gt;what the hell&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want is to mess around&lt;br /&gt;And I don't really care about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-4256673141648705663?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/4256673141648705663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/4256673141648705663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-hell.html' title='What the Hell!'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-6128030768921742068</id><published>2011-08-20T11:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T12:24:32.647+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Lucky Charm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad stud'/><title type='text'>Everything's Crazy</title><content type='html'>My 3pm to 12mn training is definitely taking its toll on me. My sleeping pattern hasn't changed yet so I still wake up at 6 or 7 am. And by the time I get used to this, I'll go back to the typical morning schedule aka rush hour. By then I have to adjust my sleeping pattern again. Hahaha. Not to mention that our e-learing classes and exams are migrain-inducing. Nope, I'm not complaining! After all, those are what I expected anyway. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I figured that something's wrong with my SSS profile and I couldn't apply online to get a copy or certification that that particular number is my SSS. And I still don't have a picture, NBI clearance, police clearance, and 2503 for BIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of this, I totally forgot about my Exotic Options paper deadline on the 28th and our take-home final exam on the 29th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weirder Vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 102);"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-6128030768921742068?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/6128030768921742068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/6128030768921742068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/08/everythings-crazy.html' title='Everything&apos;s Crazy'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-1921766061862805312</id><published>2011-08-18T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T11:36:41.837+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Lucky Charm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet'/><title type='text'>Our Last Night</title><content type='html'>Angels fly in the air tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Saying, Wasn't it just like swimming&lt;br /&gt;Out on the lake?&lt;br /&gt;Stars collide, and the air's alive.&lt;br /&gt;Or was it just like those promises that you made&lt;br /&gt;On our last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You meant more to me then &lt;br /&gt;Than I think you ever knew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-1921766061862805312?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/1921766061862805312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/1921766061862805312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/08/our-last-night.html' title='Our Last Night'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-7685711764489090798</id><published>2011-08-13T01:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T01:27:46.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shedding Some Light On</title><content type='html'>At last I know what's wrong: a bad combination of being &lt;b&gt;too&lt;/b&gt; available, inability to say "no" to people, and an exploding human volcano. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 102);"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-7685711764489090798?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7685711764489090798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7685711764489090798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/08/shedding-some-light-on.html' title='Shedding Some Light On'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-1942802136441600872</id><published>2011-08-13T01:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T01:24:34.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>The Secret Sits</title><content type='html'>We dance round in a ring and suppose,&lt;br /&gt;But the Secret sits in the middle and knows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Robert Frost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 102);"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-1942802136441600872?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/1942802136441600872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/1942802136441600872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/08/secret-sits.html' title='The Secret Sits'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-5318521343027005195</id><published>2011-08-10T05:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T05:20:55.293+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lucid interval'/><title type='text'>Sayang!</title><content type='html'>This is the most exciting year eversince I graduated from UP yet I'm super lazy to write in my journal Wooney or even to post something here in my blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww...tear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 102);"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-5318521343027005195?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/5318521343027005195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/5318521343027005195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/08/sayang.html' title='Sayang!'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-7323146886761636059</id><published>2011-08-09T22:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T22:49:32.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good luck and goodbye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>One Midnight in Commonwealth</title><content type='html'>I remember one conversation Ami, Ayin, and Rubiebie after watching Harry Potter: girls look "blooming" after a break-up, especially those coming from a difficult and emotionally-draining relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's what I feel right now after submitting my love letter to my boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-7323146886761636059?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7323146886761636059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7323146886761636059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/08/one-midnight-on-way-home.html' title='One Midnight in Commonwealth'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-632269496721560238</id><published>2011-08-08T23:54:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T04:57:45.243+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Lucky Charm'/><title type='text'>6 Minutes Before 12 Midnight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;Just for today, before the day ends. Just for the record...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sight of you never fails to make me blush. Maybe, it's the glasses. Maybe, it's that masungit default look you have that would eventually turn into a warm smile. Maybe, it's the profile of your face. Maybe, it's the sound of your voice. Maybe because you made me realize the things I never thought I would like in someone. Maybe because there are so many things we both like (except food minus Hot Caramel Macchiato&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff3366; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-style: italic; line-height: 16px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;). Maybe, we really are soulmates. Or maybe, it's just the glasses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I so hate you&lt;/b&gt; (for sitting in front of me while the whole USA was celebrating their independence day). &lt;b&gt;But you're hot and gorgeous&lt;/b&gt; (sorry, you're not cute. you're gwapo). And we will never talk again. I know, I know...and it's ok. I'm perfectly fine. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dearest Friends, please don't give me that stare...it's just for the record. Just for the record.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-632269496721560238?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/632269496721560238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/632269496721560238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/08/6-minutes-before-12-midnight.html' title='6 Minutes Before 12 Midnight'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-822350452188372735</id><published>2011-08-08T05:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T05:22:36.829+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my childhood&apos;s faith'/><title type='text'>Dearest God,</title><content type='html'>You know what's best for me. And You know that I really, really want this. I did my best and I got it. But if this is not for me, then just please give me strength to accept it, a clear mind to understand that there is something else I'm set to do, and a heart to do your will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thy will be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-822350452188372735?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/822350452188372735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/822350452188372735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/08/dearest-god.html' title='Dearest God,'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-8025913503934516207</id><published>2011-07-30T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T22:30:20.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goodbye My Prince'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good luck and goodbye'/><title type='text'>500 Days of Summer</title><content type='html'>If I watched this movie years ago, I know I would cry the whole time. So it took me 2 years to finally convince myself to watch this. And I'm so glad I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-8025913503934516207?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/8025913503934516207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/8025913503934516207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/07/500-days-of-summer.html' title='500 Days of Summer'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-1933936735833369062</id><published>2011-07-28T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T22:43:32.400+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good luck and goodbye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weng-Weng'/><title type='text'>Righteous Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Today is the greatest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Day I've ever known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Can't live for tomorrow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Tomorrow's much too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-1933936735833369062?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/1933936735833369062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/1933936735833369062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/07/righteous-thursday.html' title='Righteous Thursday'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-1767871655040160619</id><published>2011-07-26T22:04:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T22:10:55.364+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the right thing'/><title type='text'>Sunshine Girl</title><content type='html'>Guess I'll be bringing my own bottle of sunshine tomorrow not only because PAG-ASA predicted a heavy downpour, but also because I know tomorrow will be a very different, mind-boggling, emotionally-draining, whirlwind day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy, not really. Peaceful, hell yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 102);"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-1767871655040160619?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/1767871655040160619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/1767871655040160619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/07/sunshine-girl.html' title='Sunshine Girl'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-2574130684313142353</id><published>2011-07-26T21:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T22:06:58.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Satan&apos;s Mistress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secret whatever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weng-Weng'/><title type='text'>Geheimnis.</title><content type='html'>The problem with this is that I cannot complain. And I cannot demand. And I have to smile and frown without anyone noticing. And I cannot say a nice thing. And I cannot even say why I feel like this or like that. And every little thing that I feel and think about this, I have to keep to myself. Or share it with someone whom I recently learned doesn't have enough sensitivity to filter the words coming out from that mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secrets. Why did I promise you that I'll carry this secret to the grave?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo. Kasi right now, I'm super dying to strangle you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-2574130684313142353?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/2574130684313142353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/2574130684313142353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/07/geheimnis.html' title='Geheimnis.'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-4729776753633233902</id><published>2011-07-13T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T21:43:34.838+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weng-Weng'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;From the beginning of my life, I have been looking for your face,&lt;br /&gt;but today, I’ve seen it.&lt;br /&gt;Today I have seen the charm, the beauty, the unfathomable&lt;br /&gt;grace of the face that I was looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Rumi&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-4729776753633233902?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/4729776753633233902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/4729776753633233902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-4464806774458373002</id><published>2011-07-11T23:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T21:43:34.847+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weng-Weng'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm physically, mentally, and emotionally drained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-4464806774458373002?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/4464806774458373002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/4464806774458373002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-physically-mentally-and-emotionally.html' title=''/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-411385116599276100</id><published>2011-07-10T15:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T15:59:06.307+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Goddess!</title><content type='html'>It was HBs' birthday celebration for the Goddess yesterday when she called in sick so the Queen didn't continue her long journey at 9 pm from her office in Laguna to be with us in Makati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, the Princess knew that the Goddess got her birthday present that she has been wishing for quite some time. And no, they are not dried mangoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Happy Birthday Goddess! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-411385116599276100?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/411385116599276100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/411385116599276100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-birthday-goddess.html' title='Happy Birthday Goddess!'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-2651553871693521371</id><published>2011-07-10T15:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T16:47:25.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panic-mode'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crush'/><title type='text'>*Sigh of Relief*</title><content type='html'>A whirlwind week(end). In a span of 7 days, I needed to comprehend, accept, control, and learn to let go of something that would (I wish I could say "make or break me") break me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect solution, sleep it off...'cause nothing is worse than a mind going haywire while thinking of a solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HA, You are still so good to me. I still can't believe I managed to find my way out &lt;u&gt;easily&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One important thing I learned in a month's time: &lt;strike&gt;Sometimes&lt;/strike&gt; Most of the time, doing the right thing is f*ckingly hard and downright not fun. But if it will get me sleep at night soundly, knowing that my soul will not burn years from now down there, then I guess there's no point contemplating on an action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;In any case, I still wish Friday didn't happen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-2651553871693521371?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/2651553871693521371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/2651553871693521371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/07/sigh-of-relief.html' title='*Sigh of Relief*'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-1035952316619593170</id><published>2011-07-09T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T09:56:18.369+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloud-nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crush'/><title type='text'>This is Something New to Me</title><content type='html'>It's been quite some time since someone told me that everytime I mentioned a particular name, I automatically smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days back I was ranting about what a jerk-magnet I am. And now, all I'm wishing is, just this one, may the Heavens Above lift up my "jerk-magnet" stigma and let me be like &lt;b&gt;this&lt;/b&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know this is weird and hard (f*ckingly hard), pero...why not di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah. I think I need to bang my head on the wall...maybe it would help me think better. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 102);"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-1035952316619593170?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/1035952316619593170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/1035952316619593170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-is-something-new-to-me.html' title='This is Something New to Me'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-4503354741405756424</id><published>2011-07-02T12:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T20:56:47.629+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panic-mode'/><title type='text'>Panic-Mode</title><content type='html'>It's officially half of the year and I feel like I haven't achieve any of my 2011 goals! So officially, I'm in panic-mode. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wala pa nga akong trips for this year except for Boracay on August. :) I never thought I'll be excited to go there for the 2nd time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental note: Must buy a compact cam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to describe the first half of my year: boring but full of irritating people. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, the second half would be so much better. *wish*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not exactly of the same meaning, but the best words I could say to you is: You're all bark and no bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks Ami for this great idiom.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-4503354741405756424?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/4503354741405756424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/4503354741405756424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/07/panic-mode.html' title='Panic-Mode'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-285910227432541088</id><published>2011-06-25T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T20:12:56.652+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moonbeam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wistful memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Breakfast at Mcdo on a rainy morning brings good old memories.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-285910227432541088?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/285910227432541088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/285910227432541088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/06/breakfast-at-mcdo-on-rainy-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-7975790290923643752</id><published>2011-06-20T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T13:51:43.592+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bikram yoga'/><title type='text'>Back to Doing This:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FNgsu_vUd5w/Tf7eDtNFOeI/AAAAAAAABbk/sBzHNZqnomU/s1600/26%2Bbikram.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="305" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FNgsu_vUd5w/Tf7eDtNFOeI/AAAAAAAABbk/sBzHNZqnomU/s320/26%2Bbikram.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 and my whole body is aching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-7975790290923643752?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.365toawesome.com/wp-content/uploads/26-postures.jpg' title='Back to Doing This:'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7975790290923643752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7975790290923643752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/06/back-to-doing-this.html' title='Back to Doing This:'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FNgsu_vUd5w/Tf7eDtNFOeI/AAAAAAAABbk/sBzHNZqnomU/s72-c/26%2Bbikram.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><georss:featurename>Barangay Laging Handa, Quezon City, Philippines</georss:featurename><georss:point>14.633786494206394 121.0349589826103</georss:point><georss:box>14.630002994206393 121.0300364826103 14.637569994206395 121.03988148261031</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-2291914742940712753</id><published>2011-06-16T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T00:41:45.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good luck and goodbye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>I didn't ask for this.</title><content type='html'>I swear. And if I ever did, it was just for a fleeting moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 12 hours since I heard it. WTF. Seriously...I shouldn't be acting like this. And to feel like this is against my principles. It's against the earthly and the heavenly laws. Is it bad to feel sad for the wrong reason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haay Monday. Alam kong darating ka rin. And hindi ko alam kung dapat bang dumating ka na or bigyan mo pa ako ng isa pang buong linggo...just to clear my head. Actually, mas ok yatang dumating ka na. Para tapos na. Tama. Para tapos na. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh shucks, puyat na naman ako!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-2291914742940712753?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/2291914742940712753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/2291914742940712753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-didnt-ask-for-this.html' title='I didn&apos;t ask for this.'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-4948620888827311516</id><published>2011-06-11T09:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T09:04:24.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed off'/><title type='text'>WTF.</title><content type='html'>I proved this week that aside from being a friend of demanding "boy friends," isa talaga akong jerk-magnet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tpjUBLw8x9I/TfK-LqaKl-I/AAAAAAAABa8/9luEa0cMbWs/s1600/WTH.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tpjUBLw8x9I/TfK-LqaKl-I/AAAAAAAABa8/9luEa0cMbWs/s320/WTH.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop dead. Pero please was sa harap ko. Kasi takot ako sa anything dead na red ang dugo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-4948620888827311516?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/4948620888827311516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/4948620888827311516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/06/wtf.html' title='WTF.'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tpjUBLw8x9I/TfK-LqaKl-I/AAAAAAAABa8/9luEa0cMbWs/s72-c/WTH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-1826340604965229354</id><published>2011-05-21T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T09:57:16.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Happy Britanni is America's Next Top Model! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 102);"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-1826340604965229354?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/1826340604965229354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/1826340604965229354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-happy-britanni-is-americas-next-top.html' title='I&apos;m Happy Britanni is America&apos;s Next Top Model! :)'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-4956366901835254143</id><published>2011-05-21T09:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T09:48:04.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deidre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good luck and goodbye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>Thursday Night: The Night Before Deidre Became my Ex.</title><content type='html'>I was about to write this in Filipino kasi natuwa ako sa posts ko back in college nung feeling ko  mas magaling akong mag-express ng thoughts in Filipino than in  English. After 5 sentences, I gave up. Feeling ko, I lost that knack for writing down what I feel. And I feel mas malalim akong mag-isip back then. Waah! Kaya naniniwala talaga akong mag matalino ang college students kaysa sa professionals...may mas experience lang ung nag-wo-work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deal was made, I sold Deirdre to Mer. It was a quick decision. Something I didn't really put so much time contemplating. I just got bored with him and I realized a year had passed and he barely went out of his bag. It was not taking photos that I lost interest in. Mashado lang siyang mabigat dalhin. And mga mabibigat dalhin, binibigay sa mga taong kaya silang dalhin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there, I packed Deidre and with him I packed my frustrations related to him. And while packing him, I realized that there were some things that I didn't open. The cords were still there in their plastic bag. The manual barely opened. The CPL I bought was barely used. They were all there but I always thought that I will soon find some use for them. Pero mali ako. And since mabigat silang lahat, I gave them to someone who really, really likes them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though I think that was a good riddance, before the price went down and no one will like that cam if I decided to sell it months after, I felt so empty. All of a sudden, I don't have a cam. What if something came up and I suddenly need him? What if I need those things that I never found some use for back then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiet di ba? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I called Levs and we came into this conclusion: &lt;b&gt;Wag ipamigay pag wala pang kapalit.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo nga naman, everyone's doing it...so bakit hindi ko un ginagawa? Kasi I still believe that people are generally good and will always do the right thing...unless threatened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. And yes, I'm still Ms. Benefit of the Doubt. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 102);"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-4956366901835254143?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/4956366901835254143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/4956366901835254143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/05/thursday-night-night-before-deidre.html' title='Thursday Night: The Night Before Deidre Became my Ex.'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-8740374542070113916</id><published>2011-05-12T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:37:53.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Devil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>An Unusual Beat</title><content type='html'>I was sitting with Mitch in BK, when  he appeared from nowhere. My heart was beating so fast and every beat it made told me that it just wanted to explode. I know it was rude to stare, but I just can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before that, he was in my dream. It was so vivid I could still say the lines spoken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing common about my dream and that apparition...they don't "really" exist. Buti na lang. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 102);"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-8740374542070113916?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/8740374542070113916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/8740374542070113916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/05/unusual-beat.html' title='An Unusual Beat'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-7053231855556698222</id><published>2011-04-25T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T21:45:32.217+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloud-nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crush'/><title type='text'>*wink wink*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Dearest Chuck,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made me smile all day. Thank you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-7053231855556698222?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7053231855556698222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7053231855556698222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title='*wink wink*'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-2391878233876235703</id><published>2011-04-24T14:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T21:44:34.876+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>I'm Done Liking Cute Nice Guys</title><content type='html'>I realized that watching cable for 2 succeeding days means that on my 3rd day being a couch potato, I practically watched everything interesting. And with my brother hugging the DVD player I was left watching what was available...and then I came across this koreanovela: My Princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't really root for a hot, evil-looking guy with a very snooty attitude but Song Seung-Heon was hot. I didn't like him in his Endless Love Drama (but then I didn't watch it). But he was hotter than our April summer...hotter than walking on an asphalt road at 12 noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-2391878233876235703?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/2391878233876235703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/2391878233876235703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-done-liking-cute-nice-guys.html' title='I&apos;m Done Liking Cute Nice Guys'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-9068719960051330248</id><published>2011-04-24T08:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T08:23:56.343+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my childhood&apos;s faith'/><title type='text'>Happy Easter Everyone!</title><content type='html'>This is the best Holy Week I had since college. :) And I hope my quiet time did me some good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting today, I will be nice to everyone (kahit na di sila nice sakin) and I will do my best not to say bad words and I will start (ulit) being Ms. Benefit of the Doubt! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parang New Year's Resolution lang. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter is for me the greatest challenge in a Christian's faith. To live again after death is unimaginable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;He did it. And without a doubt, I believe it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-9068719960051330248?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/9068719960051330248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/9068719960051330248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-easter-everyone.html' title='Happy Easter Everyone!'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-5012730041001477651</id><published>2011-04-23T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T22:42:46.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good luck and goodbye'/><title type='text'>I'm Sorry.</title><content type='html'>Truly I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I just wanted a day wherein I wouldn't hear any rants and complaints and "demand notices" from you. Then I thought that, cliche as it may sound, maybe it wasn't you, it was me. I wanted a pause, a break, a quiet time for myself to reflect on so many things that I put off because I was always exhausted and lethargic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days after, I realized that I didn't mind talking to other people. And I came to this conclusion: I need space &lt;b&gt;from you&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;Kasi nasasakal na ako, ng sobra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The promises I made few months ago were true. &lt;b&gt;Were&lt;/b&gt;. True. But I didn't promise always and forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry I'm not really the person you knew back then. Maybe I changed. Or maybe I realized I'm no longer afraid to be alone. Because unlike you, I don't need validation from other people to know I'm alive and that I am &lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-5012730041001477651?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/5012730041001477651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/5012730041001477651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m Sorry.'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-6878899129138078441</id><published>2011-04-19T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T23:09:15.309+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my childhood&apos;s faith'/><title type='text'>Lenten Musings</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God; trust also in me...&lt;/blockquote&gt;This would be the year where my faith in Heavens Above is continually being challenged. I prayed and prayed and all of them were answered in different ways - yes, no, later, and here is something better. I pray in the morning and before I sleep at night; and I always keep in mind what a friend once told me: one should pray at least as many as one brushes her teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's wrong with my my unfaltering faith in the Heavens Above? I don't know. I really don't know. And now, I resolved to just pause and give myself some time to think...because I feel that I am slowly moving away from the Reason why all of us breathes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-6878899129138078441?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/6878899129138078441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/6878899129138078441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/04/lenten-musings.html' title='Lenten Musings'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-9176853415812454933</id><published>2011-04-17T19:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T19:24:16.621+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloud-nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>II. If You See Kay</title><content type='html'>I was sad when I heard that The Script was having a concert in Manila and I was 100% sure that I won't be going. I had no money to spend for a good ticket. Grad school and P50,000 richer by 31 December 2011 were the two reasons why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then...but then out of the blue Mitchiepie asked me if I wanted to watch their concert and I said the most obvious answer..."I want! Pero I have no cash!" and she said, "Sinong nagsabing magbabayad ka?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Mitchiepie! You are my bestfriend and my angel! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before meeting Mitchiepie I met Klara, Ami, and Peps for a quick drink at Happy Lemon in Greenhills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Thank you Klara for the free drinks and the cute key chain! (And for the pics I stole in your album)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1IBRRGPCAkk/TarGb9IevEI/AAAAAAAABXQ/xCDe4vU5mM4/s1600/Happy%2BLemon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1IBRRGPCAkk/TarGb9IevEI/AAAAAAAABXQ/xCDe4vU5mM4/s400/Happy%2BLemon.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Green Tea with Rock Salt and Cheese, blueberry with bursting bubbles (sorry, can't remember the name), and Lemon Yakult&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rbKFb9RmB7c/TarGcSOJkGI/AAAAAAAABXg/2kZjyKIYFFM/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rbKFb9RmB7c/TarGcSOJkGI/AAAAAAAABXg/2kZjyKIYFFM/s400/3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The show how we love our drinks&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iooW9wmadP4/TarGcImdJUI/AAAAAAAABXY/cX-slJFDrDg/s1600/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iooW9wmadP4/TarGcImdJUI/AAAAAAAABXY/cX-slJFDrDg/s400/5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We bumped into Lucio and Irina...na kilala nina Klara and Pepoy way back in college. Small world.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gAqqOOK2wcs/TarGdNO19oI/AAAAAAAABXo/w0u8yzpiR5E/s1600/Peps.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gAqqOOK2wcs/TarGdNO19oI/AAAAAAAABXo/w0u8yzpiR5E/s400/Peps.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pepoy under the sun&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Then, I rushed to Araneta Center to meet Mitch to watch the concert. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-izB5yFtu9DQ/TarGdBN4A0I/AAAAAAAABXw/q3Jk7qQEb3Y/s1600/The%2BScript%2BConcert.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-izB5yFtu9DQ/TarGdBN4A0I/AAAAAAAABXw/q3Jk7qQEb3Y/s400/The%2BScript%2BConcert.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sayang, di kita ung background!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;She finds color in the darkest places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;She finds beauty in the saddest of faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;For such a clued in, headstrong city girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Could've had the world but she's fallen in love in the worst way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Aka yata 'yo! Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-9176853415812454933?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.facebook.com/media/set/fbx/?set=a.10150153359674147.282046.668944146' title='II. If You See Kay'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/9176853415812454933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/9176853415812454933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/04/ii-if-you-see-kay.html' title='II. If You See Kay'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1IBRRGPCAkk/TarGb9IevEI/AAAAAAAABXQ/xCDe4vU5mM4/s72-c/Happy%2BLemon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-1975666013569280942</id><published>2011-04-17T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T19:40:41.050+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Devil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>I. eF yoU C Kay</title><content type='html'>He invited us for a dinner in his condo...and I was so hesitant to go. I was too scared to face him because I didn't know how to act, to react, to listen, and to talk. It felt like a thousand years had passed before we met that night. I spent the night lying on his sofa while the five of them was happily catching up. I was a loner. Or I was just waiting for him to do something drastic. Something that would make me run away from the place or bring me hot joyful tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dreams you love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-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/6222054-1975666013569280942?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/1975666013569280942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/1975666013569280942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-eef-you-c-kay.html' title='I. eF yoU C Kay'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-7832256142066574075</id><published>2011-04-13T22:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T22:43:55.824+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloud-nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monochromatic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><title type='text'>Siscar-del Rosario Nuptial</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;10 April 2011&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nuestra Senora de Gracia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Patio Victoria&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Photos taken and edited by Ayin Tamondong aka Prettier Ayin.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thank you! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't surprised when my dearest friend Keziah announced a year ago that she just got engaged. Out of us 8, she was really the first person in everyone's mind who will get married. She planned her wedding, the entourage, the wedding song, her future signatures since we were kids. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seeing her walking down the aisle, it felt so surreal. I just had to ask myself if that was real. The wedding and the vows were so sweet and lovely...and I found myself in tears while watching her walk towards her groom Anthony. It was so overwhelming and I was a well-known tear-jerker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Dearest Keziah,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Have a wonderful life with Anthony. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Love,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Abby&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yHcZ0QIv72o/TaWt2SNUtyI/AAAAAAAABWE/KsPKV6Ga7rk/s1600/218789_10150163558726178_597201177_6575451_2604845_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yHcZ0QIv72o/TaWt2SNUtyI/AAAAAAAABWE/KsPKV6Ga7rk/s320/218789_10150163558726178_597201177_6575451_2604845_o.jpg" width="222" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I agree with Ayin...Keziah is the most beautiful bride I've seen!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6l-xMpkksbA/TaWt48nFT_I/AAAAAAAABWM/QWTgWIVo9D4/s1600/201337_10150163560076178_597201177_6575486_5743234_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6l-xMpkksbA/TaWt48nFT_I/AAAAAAAABWM/QWTgWIVo9D4/s320/201337_10150163560076178_597201177_6575486_5743234_o.jpg" width="198" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Keziah and Anthony&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s_DUPYEud2I/TaWt7Y0wnsI/AAAAAAAABWU/IVIeK5cR1D8/s1600/209921_10150163560851178_597201177_6575498_6138203_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s_DUPYEud2I/TaWt7Y0wnsI/AAAAAAAABWU/IVIeK5cR1D8/s320/209921_10150163560851178_597201177_6575498_6138203_o.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;One perfect moment&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUYNqpO93vo/TaWt8uqO5QI/AAAAAAAABWY/6HumGXN3Dpw/s1600/209366_10150163558266178_597201177_6575445_839102_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUYNqpO93vo/TaWt8uqO5QI/AAAAAAAABWY/6HumGXN3Dpw/s320/209366_10150163558266178_597201177_6575445_839102_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;While waiting for Keziah to come out&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_f7T-uvHhMg/TaWt3xVZ4AI/AAAAAAAABWI/nM8X2wXyvN4/s1600/219341_10150163558941178_597201177_6575454_8356550_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="209" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_f7T-uvHhMg/TaWt3xVZ4AI/AAAAAAAABWI/nM8X2wXyvN4/s320/219341_10150163558941178_597201177_6575454_8356550_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A sophisticated reenactment of our high school grad ball picture&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O7JntPSHr2Y/TaWt9lGwwhI/AAAAAAAABWc/whtqAVSDxLo/s1600/204331_10150163559256178_597201177_6575464_4752534_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O7JntPSHr2Y/TaWt9lGwwhI/AAAAAAAABWc/whtqAVSDxLo/s320/204331_10150163559256178_597201177_6575464_4752534_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Minutes before our walk&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ldMpjbW_vTY/TaWt6mLUYLI/AAAAAAAABWQ/KnT0rIb42Gc/s1600/218712_10150163560411178_597201177_6575494_5558211_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ldMpjbW_vTY/TaWt6mLUYLI/AAAAAAAABWQ/KnT0rIb42Gc/s320/218712_10150163560411178_597201177_6575494_5558211_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Inside the church&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jl7Kdk7_PY4/TaWt0zFiY9I/AAAAAAAABWA/MUUTzLemP4k/s1600/210357_10150163561616178_597201177_6575502_6428006_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jl7Kdk7_PY4/TaWt0zFiY9I/AAAAAAAABWA/MUUTzLemP4k/s320/210357_10150163561616178_597201177_6575502_6428006_o.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mitchpie and I&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-587Yr_qATMs/TaWuaT_JdDI/AAAAAAAABWs/bzw5qc9Xlhw/s1600/209320_10150163564856178_597201177_6575536_6697090_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-587Yr_qATMs/TaWuaT_JdDI/AAAAAAAABWs/bzw5qc9Xlhw/s320/209320_10150163564856178_597201177_6575536_6697090_o.jpg" width="310" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spanish telenovela - Oo na, panira na kami ni Mitch!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d7e6uV28xu0/TaWuZKT1wLI/AAAAAAAABWo/DYmm4B56vMI/s1600/204331_10150163565516178_597201177_6575545_7537947_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d7e6uV28xu0/TaWuZKT1wLI/AAAAAAAABWo/DYmm4B56vMI/s320/204331_10150163565516178_597201177_6575545_7537947_o.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pa-cute lang&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CPnA1F5-oMc/TaWuXxOlKZI/AAAAAAAABWk/iAGcEy-PJ8M/s1600/209343_10150163566636178_597201177_6575558_8178301_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CPnA1F5-oMc/TaWuXxOlKZI/AAAAAAAABWk/iAGcEy-PJ8M/s320/209343_10150163566636178_597201177_6575558_8178301_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Videoke at Music 21 in Timog...where the crazy stuff happened&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- - -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoying the photo booth...and we didn't stop until each one of us has at least 2 pictures to keep!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Txi9Ov6yz54/TaWuh9bBtAI/AAAAAAAABXE/zZpxdDTtfo4/s1600/216399_10150163590696178_597201177_6575657_7104630_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Txi9Ov6yz54/TaWuh9bBtAI/AAAAAAAABXE/zZpxdDTtfo4/s320/216399_10150163590696178_597201177_6575657_7104630_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zxho0kawCuk/TaWujKjfSFI/AAAAAAAABXI/mTG0SLKahBA/s1600/207285_10150163590936178_597201177_6575659_3616412_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zxho0kawCuk/TaWujKjfSFI/AAAAAAAABXI/mTG0SLKahBA/s320/207285_10150163590936178_597201177_6575659_3616412_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fy2dck4Hg1I/TaWukGiOmwI/AAAAAAAABXM/C1-03wYOrAQ/s1600/207701_10150163591271178_597201177_6575661_4484417_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fy2dck4Hg1I/TaWukGiOmwI/AAAAAAAABXM/C1-03wYOrAQ/s320/207701_10150163591271178_597201177_6575661_4484417_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-7832256142066574075?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.facebook.com/album.php?fbid=10150163555811178&amp;id=597201177&amp;aid=301707' title='Siscar-del Rosario Nuptial'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7832256142066574075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7832256142066574075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/04/siscar-del-rosario-nuptial.html' title='Siscar-del Rosario Nuptial'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yHcZ0QIv72o/TaWt2SNUtyI/AAAAAAAABWE/KsPKV6Ga7rk/s72-c/218789_10150163558726178_597201177_6575451_2604845_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-349166902223560468</id><published>2011-04-09T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T22:14:35.528+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloud-nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bridal shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monochromatic'/><title type='text'>Keziah's Bridal Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;08 April 2011&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Playboy Room 2, Victoria's Court, Pasig&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics from the party c/o Prettier Ayin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-31DrAEif0p0/TaBnEKGTyaI/AAAAAAAABVg/Mqg7a--oWXU/s1600/201519_10150161432316178_597201177_6555597_938883_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="284" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-31DrAEif0p0/TaBnEKGTyaI/AAAAAAAABVg/Mqg7a--oWXU/s400/201519_10150161432316178_597201177_6555597_938883_o.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Bride and her Entourage&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yXqJq7wfEGo/TaBnErWaU4I/AAAAAAAABVw/PiC_jLWIEbI/s1600/201951_10150161438996178_597201177_6555727_2436877_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yXqJq7wfEGo/TaBnErWaU4I/AAAAAAAABVw/PiC_jLWIEbI/s400/201951_10150161438996178_597201177_6555727_2436877_o.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the jacuzzi&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQUNT4hcRUA/TaBnEdkUDPI/AAAAAAAABVo/r1iF0--oBIY/s1600/221558_10150161432726178_597201177_6555604_2604678_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQUNT4hcRUA/TaBnEdkUDPI/AAAAAAAABVo/r1iF0--oBIY/s400/221558_10150161432726178_597201177_6555604_2604678_o.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the rotating bed&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uJJgKNOK-r4/TaBnE4d0VrI/AAAAAAAABV4/uNHHeNrri60/s1600/219274_10150161437256178_597201177_6555698_7794168_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uJJgKNOK-r4/TaBnE4d0VrI/AAAAAAAABV4/uNHHeNrri60/s400/219274_10150161437256178_597201177_6555698_7794168_o.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Demure kunyari&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG DAY TOMORROW! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-349166902223560468?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/349166902223560468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/349166902223560468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/04/keziahs-bridal-shower.html' title='Keziah&apos;s Bridal Shower'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-31DrAEif0p0/TaBnEKGTyaI/AAAAAAAABVg/Mqg7a--oWXU/s72-c/201519_10150161432316178_597201177_6555597_938883_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-7827896295471962825</id><published>2011-04-03T21:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:22:45.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloud-nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HBs'/><title type='text'>Test of Friendship Day</title><content type='html'>The HBs had our "Test of Friendship" yesterday. It started with a lunch at Pancake House (a well-known "Test of Friendship" restaurant back in college) ,then off to Manila Ocean Park (and those 2 were afraid of fishes), then Rock Band at Tiffy's (Levs' officemate) condo at Vito Cruz, and ended up with an impromptu overnight at Levs and Ivan's condo. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only regret for the night was not bringing Deirdre with me. The fishes are definitely cute and the fountain was breath-taking. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pics later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-7827896295471962825?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7827896295471962825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7827896295471962825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/04/test-of-friendship-day.html' title='Test of Friendship Day'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-3027655770445910740</id><published>2011-04-03T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:20:48.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess&apos; wrath'/><title type='text'>Let's Agree to Disagree and for You to Leave Peacefully</title><content type='html'>Sorry, but it's true, I really don't care. And I'm sad that I feel this way. Shucks...guilt. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm not your personal Twitter. And I don't think you have the "right" to compel me to do something I don't want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, my friends were right, my time is so important to me. And I'll spend it according to my will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you, I'll say sorry because I believe that my previous actions require me to say "sorry" (though I don't really mean it whole-heartedly). Nonetheless, sorry. I hope you got &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; message by getting &lt;b&gt;my&lt;/b&gt; message. Matalino ka naman eh and your so much older than me (yes, 3 years and above is "so much"). Kasi if I'll hear another word from you again...uulanin ng higad ang office table mo! *evil eyes*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-3027655770445910740?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/3027655770445910740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/3027655770445910740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/04/lets-agree-to-disagree-and-for-you-to.html' title='Let&apos;s Agree to Disagree and for You to Leave Peacefully'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-2003963175220448824</id><published>2011-03-31T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T23:27:18.339+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess&apos; wrath'/><title type='text'>Umm....what?</title><content type='html'>I want to scream so loud that I would lose my voice for 3 days. I want to run so fast for hours that my knees would start shaking the moment I stopped running. And I want sleep under a big heavy comforter that would make me hard to move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to clear my head but I want to sort things out. I want the things I don't really want. I want to "be there" and "not be there" at the same time. And I feel so "in demand" yet so alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF naman talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-2003963175220448824?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/2003963175220448824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/2003963175220448824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/03/ummwhat.html' title='Umm....what?'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-1024643024425687475</id><published>2011-03-26T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T23:44:02.200+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy things'/><title type='text'>FINK!</title><content type='html'>After months of searching for a pair of hot pink shoes, we managed to find one in my favorite shoe store, VNC. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And luckily, they have a "Buy three, free 1 pair" promo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WcfH1n__ueU/TY4I86vx1QI/AAAAAAAABVU/jOUQQseR-08/s1600/Pink%2BShoes%2B1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WcfH1n__ueU/TY4I86vx1QI/AAAAAAAABVU/jOUQQseR-08/s400/Pink%2BShoes%2B1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;VNC hot pink shoes!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the wedding! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-1024643024425687475?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/1024643024425687475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/1024643024425687475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/03/fink.html' title='FINK!'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WcfH1n__ueU/TY4I86vx1QI/AAAAAAAABVU/jOUQQseR-08/s72-c/Pink%2BShoes%2B1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-4969329657473213788</id><published>2011-03-24T06:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T06:01:20.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wistful memories'/><title type='text'>My Past Banners</title><content type='html'>For the times when I feel everything is about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-bgPHjlv-mUg/TYoMtWCH2sI/AAAAAAAABVE/gNDw9KHQx5E/s1600/abby.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="53" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-bgPHjlv-mUg/TYoMtWCH2sI/AAAAAAAABVE/gNDw9KHQx5E/s320/abby.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;And when I think everything is just so sweet (eww):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-k2Zq4ASbH9g/TYptoN6WZpI/AAAAAAAABVQ/R7qGnKSqA-4/s1600/Sweet.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="40" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-k2Zq4ASbH9g/TYptoN6WZpI/AAAAAAAABVQ/R7qGnKSqA-4/s320/Sweet.PNG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am following my mantra: Rise above unpleasantness with dignity...and smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-fVCI_g2nDpY/TYoMweRkRbI/AAAAAAAABVM/9UVF4cCo0Bk/s1600/Wish.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="104" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-fVCI_g2nDpY/TYoMweRkRbI/AAAAAAAABVM/9UVF4cCo0Bk/s320/Wish.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[blank]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I feel so plain, nothing stands out. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-4969329657473213788?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/4969329657473213788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/4969329657473213788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-past-banners.html' title='My Past Banners'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-bgPHjlv-mUg/TYoMtWCH2sI/AAAAAAAABVE/gNDw9KHQx5E/s72-c/abby.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-8434454135771127458</id><published>2011-03-23T22:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T22:43:33.209+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><title type='text'>At One Point</title><content type='html'>Normally, I wouldn't spend an hour thinking about something that I don't really care about. But here I am with a big question mark hanging above my head: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it was funny. Now that I've contemplated about it, it was really funny. How could someone be so obvious and funny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a tangent line and I'm a curve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it feels weird that I'm actually doing this! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 102);"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-8434454135771127458?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/8434454135771127458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/8434454135771127458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/03/at-one-point.html' title='At One Point'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-5055625675483188690</id><published>2011-03-16T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T21:08:08.598+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloud-nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cravings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Spanish Sardines in Olive Oil + Loacker Quadratini Tiramsu = ♥</title><content type='html'>And if it isn't love, then I don't know what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such happiness. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-5055625675483188690?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/5055625675483188690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/5055625675483188690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/03/spanish-sardines-in-olive-oil-loacker.html' title='Spanish Sardines in Olive Oil + Loacker Quadratini Tiramsu = ♥'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-4878837331497688344</id><published>2011-03-11T06:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T06:22:17.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed off'/><title type='text'>Oops! I did it again.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was hellish at work. My hand aches from all the writing that I did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tired from refraining myself from ranting and saying something bad about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the bright side, I got to exercise my evilness mentally. Yeah, second this week. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of "how to do it" than "who should do it". The first is a characteristic of an innovator and the later is, well, just plain lazy and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 102);"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-4878837331497688344?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/4878837331497688344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/4878837331497688344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/03/oops-i-did-it-again.html' title='Oops! I did it again.'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-6125271649460554804</id><published>2011-03-06T09:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T09:48:20.181+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloud-nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bridal shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monochromatic'/><title type='text'>For a Happy and Bright Forever!</title><content type='html'>It was Keziah's bridal shower last Friday! And it was a night of fun, revelations, and whatever. :D I miss having all of us in one place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Meggie came home from Singapore, sadly Prettier Ayin wasn't there. Sorry. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stripper? Secret. :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics c/o Klara. &lt;i&gt;Thanks! :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lDy3lCdN8XQ/TXLkieVZAaI/AAAAAAAABUM/AMYb4aTC9_s/s1600/Pretty%2BGirls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lDy3lCdN8XQ/TXLkieVZAaI/AAAAAAAABUM/AMYb4aTC9_s/s400/Pretty%2BGirls.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty Girls&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qrNZqt89Hrk/TXLkhw-yH-I/AAAAAAAABUE/iwwKjArzyUQ/s400/Stripper.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;While waiting for the stripper&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hx1R_OpcikQ/TXLkh6AGx_I/AAAAAAAABT8/r4qtmxxJ_x0/s1600/Toast.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hx1R_OpcikQ/TXLkh6AGx_I/AAAAAAAABT8/r4qtmxxJ_x0/s400/Toast.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Toast for everyone&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6QXlx0ZR1WA/TXLkhugO-HI/AAAAAAAABT0/BnQVpeNZhBI/s1600/The%2BBride.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6QXlx0ZR1WA/TXLkhugO-HI/AAAAAAAABT0/BnQVpeNZhBI/s400/The%2BBride.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Keziah the Bride&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Dearest Pretty Girls, thank you for a very fun night! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;And Dearest Keziah, cheers to a bright future full of happiness and love! :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Can't wait for THE BIG NIGHT! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-6125271649460554804?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/6125271649460554804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/6125271649460554804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/03/for-happy-and-bright-forever.html' title='For a Happy and Bright Forever!'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lDy3lCdN8XQ/TXLkieVZAaI/AAAAAAAABUM/AMYb4aTC9_s/s72-c/Pretty%2BGirls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-6009559332366554695</id><published>2011-03-02T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T22:08:46.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yellowcard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crush'/><title type='text'>Hahahaha. Boo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;What am I fighting for?&lt;br /&gt;There must be something more&lt;br /&gt;For all these words I say&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! &amp;amp;)^# ~)$ %~@# *#~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and that's why I love Yellowcard. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Can't wait for ETC's airing of America's Next Top Model Cycle 16)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-6009559332366554695?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/6009559332366554695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/6009559332366554695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/03/hahahaha-boo.html' title='Hahahaha. Boo.'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-1426878475773874685</id><published>2011-03-01T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T21:32:32.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Why oh why?</title><content type='html'>...the show is over, say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a good news today. But I don't feel like sharing it to others. I'm supposed to be happy about it...but I feel so [blank].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why oh why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it ironic?&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;A little too ironic.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah I really do think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-1426878475773874685?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/1426878475773874685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/1426878475773874685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-oh-why.html' title='Why oh why?'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-7274420401346557797</id><published>2011-02-27T21:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T21:22:00.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloud-nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videoke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monochromatic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Girls' Day and Night Out!</title><content type='html'>I spent my Saturday in Ami's place to...[details later]. Klara, Mitch, and Ayin were there. And we were talking to Megpie while doing what we were doing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ami made (Caramel) Almond Ice Cream and Klara brought her chocolate chip cookies and lemon squares. And the combination of those food was so amazing. We were so full! Pig out talaga. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a few rounds of Rock Band after. Yey! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I met Marcon and Kathlyn! Wow...I can't remember the last time that we three were together. :) We had dinner at TOSH then went to Turtle KTV (former Havana) for a 4-hr videoke galore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls I so miss:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WLIyOgvORgQ/TXtzVezAs4I/AAAAAAAABUU/ZsmbxqBTlKg/s1600/IMG_0519.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WLIyOgvORgQ/TXtzVezAs4I/AAAAAAAABUU/ZsmbxqBTlKg/s400/IMG_0519.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ang 3 Maria&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TfeDvdtB9hg/TWpMnB8oeDI/AAAAAAAABTg/gfIzboGTahY/s1600/Marcon%2Band%2BAbby.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TfeDvdtB9hg/TWpMnB8oeDI/AAAAAAAABTg/gfIzboGTahY/s400/Marcon%2Band%2BAbby.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marcon and I&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-7274420401346557797?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7274420401346557797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7274420401346557797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/02/girls-day-and-night-out.html' title='Girls&apos; Day and Night Out!'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WLIyOgvORgQ/TXtzVezAs4I/AAAAAAAABUU/ZsmbxqBTlKg/s72-c/IMG_0519.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-3444896249875018275</id><published>2011-02-21T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T06:18:40.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Queendom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloud-nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yellowcard'/><title type='text'>I'm Officially a Fan Girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;If I could find you now things would get better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;We could leave this town and run forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;I know somewhere, somehow we'll be together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Let your waves crash down on me and take me away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to watch Yellowcard's concert yesterday with my dear friends Alpha and Lubert! :) And it was the happiest night of my 2011 so far! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silent Sanctuary was also there and played my 2 favorite songs: Hiling and Rebound. (Grabe, opening palang panalo na!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellowcard played 15 songs including Ocean Avenue, Light Up the Sky, and Gift and Curses. Sadly Rough Draft wasn't included in their setlist. Gosh, it was definitely the fastest 1.5 hours of my life! They could stay there for hours and I wouldn't mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day after Yellowcard's concert and I'm still smitten by Ryan Key especially after their 12th song and he went back on the stage alone with his guitar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u-jr7IanV-A/TWJkSDCUDII/AAAAAAAABTU/MzhsGeV6Pwg/s1600/175036_10150093023834147_668944146_6346860_4871866_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u-jr7IanV-A/TWJkSDCUDII/AAAAAAAABTU/MzhsGeV6Pwg/s400/175036_10150093023834147_668944146_6346860_4871866_o.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ryan Key&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Klara for this pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we got signed t-shirts! Na di pala kita sa pic. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BULp9qUOwFc/TWJmq4QegmI/AAAAAAAABTc/wxyhmM0juSU/s1600/Photo0110.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BULp9qUOwFc/TWJmq4QegmI/AAAAAAAABTc/wxyhmM0juSU/s320/Photo0110.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alpha and I&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the concert, Virge fetched us and we went to MOA for some drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotable Quote from Lucio: The women in my life are Yellowcard fan girls! -&amp;nbsp;Yes. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-3444896249875018275?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/3444896249875018275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/3444896249875018275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-officially-fan-girl.html' title='I&apos;m Officially a Fan Girl!'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u-jr7IanV-A/TWJkSDCUDII/AAAAAAAABTU/MzhsGeV6Pwg/s72-c/175036_10150093023834147_668944146_6346860_4871866_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-8456551061508573092</id><published>2011-02-18T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T23:09:32.983+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Back to Basics</title><content type='html'>I got to tag along with Ami and her friends last Saturday to Antipolo to eat at Crescent Moon Cafe. It was a very serene place with so many delectable foods to eat buffet-style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foods that I really love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The green leaves on the center are from the plant Aligao. I never thought that they were edible. The sweet sauce used was so yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tmhdygle_vo/TV6IJuGPmZI/AAAAAAAABSI/oEHku1t-jL8/s1600/CrescentMoon0212_90.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tmhdygle_vo/TV6IJuGPmZI/AAAAAAAABSI/oEHku1t-jL8/s400/CrescentMoon0212_90.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fresh lumpia wrapped in aligao leaves&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3vVlErikEno/TV6IJ0BuHAI/AAAAAAAABSQ/nqEXvaijwQw/s400/CrescentMoon0212_81.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My own aligao dish&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3vVlErikEno/TV6IJ0BuHAI/AAAAAAAABSQ/nqEXvaijwQw/s1600/CrescentMoon0212_81.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3vVlErikEno/TV6IJ0BuHAI/AAAAAAAABSQ/nqEXvaijwQw/s1600/CrescentMoon0212_81.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_YUaHaAcM14/TV6IKLyZLuI/AAAAAAAABSY/v7xwtFWDkNA/s1600/CrescentMoon0212_95.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_YUaHaAcM14/TV6IKLyZLuI/AAAAAAAABSY/v7xwtFWDkNA/s400/CrescentMoon0212_95.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Suman at mangga&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Other interesting things to see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pond with lots of big, and really, really big koi and a small pond with so many cute turtles. There were 2 kind of turtle, the red-eared slider and this one cam whore turtle with a long neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zPimobHAuPU/TV6JBc7TauI/AAAAAAAABS4/G5XgK3Upv8I/s1600/CrescentMoon0212_59.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zPimobHAuPU/TV6JBc7TauI/AAAAAAAABS4/G5XgK3Upv8I/s400/CrescentMoon0212_59.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ami and the koi&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6si8RW3Nc/TV6JBgPr12I/AAAAAAAABTA/IowSWsYkQDQ/s1600/CrescentMoon0212_124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xI6si8RW3Nc/TV6JBgPr12I/AAAAAAAABTA/IowSWsYkQDQ/s400/CrescentMoon0212_124.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cam whore turtle&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_MfdXAtcmsc/TV6JBpKSQbI/AAAAAAAABTI/C5M_RDtCebs/s1600/CrescentMoon0212_45.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_MfdXAtcmsc/TV6JBpKSQbI/AAAAAAAABTI/C5M_RDtCebs/s400/CrescentMoon0212_45.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Senti Ami (Peace!)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The simplicity of the food and the serenity of the place that made me want to go back here. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-8456551061508573092?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/8456551061508573092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/8456551061508573092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/02/back-to-basics.html' title='Back to Basics'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tmhdygle_vo/TV6IJuGPmZI/AAAAAAAABSI/oEHku1t-jL8/s72-c/CrescentMoon0212_90.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-146062653227365832</id><published>2011-02-15T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T23:29:52.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloud-nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><title type='text'>Ilocos Trip</title><content type='html'>(After 100 years, I am able to make this post!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would normally call my Jan 21 - 23 an Ilocos Tour, but it felt like a trip than a tour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mawik and I joined Cowie's field trip to Ilocos last month. We were supposed to leave around 7:30, Friday night and be in Ilocos Norte 12 hrs later. Unfortunately, the bus broke down so we had to wait for 3 hours in Ilocos Sur. And our itinerary jumbled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving forward,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 11am, we found ourselves in front of a very old Batac Church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TVAHT-VD68I/AAAAAAAABQY/stFXrKON6ho/s1600/Ilocos0122_90.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TVAHT-VD68I/AAAAAAAABQY/stFXrKON6ho/s400/Ilocos0122_90.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around the are and found went inside one of the Museum where memorabilia, pictures, and sample of Ferdinand Marcos' "love letters" were displayed. And we went to that museum where F. Marcos' remains lying above ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went next to Paoay Church. Sadly, we went there around 2pm. I wasn't able to take a good of it with lights accentuating the details of the old church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FDFZnzxnMTw/TVqW3o23pkI/AAAAAAAABQg/PbBxDTUXunk/s1600/Ilocos0122_97.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FDFZnzxnMTw/TVqW3o23pkI/AAAAAAAABQg/PbBxDTUXunk/s400/Ilocos0122_97.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the Malacanang Palace of the North. The view from the porch was just so breath-taking. It was as if it was build beside the Paoay lake to enjoy a very lazy afternoon. Dainty and quaint. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8SoK_aoYofA/TVqXNIhU-OI/AAAAAAAABQo/_XBaXfv-_wM/s1600/Ilocos0122_153.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8SoK_aoYofA/TVqXNIhU-OI/AAAAAAAABQo/_XBaXfv-_wM/s400/Ilocos0122_153.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 hours of cold and harsh wind,  we reached the Bangui Windmills. I knew they were big but I never thought they were that big! Hahaha. The wind was so cold and the waves were so "rough." The locals told us that the weather there wasn't that harsh, just that day...just our luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JtD6al09NCg/TVqYHQcnZAI/AAAAAAAABRA/oPD-50xuqCQ/s1600/Ilocos0122_203.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JtD6al09NCg/TVqYHQcnZAI/AAAAAAAABRA/oPD-50xuqCQ/s400/Ilocos0122_203.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed there until sunset. So we didn’t reach Pagudpod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww...I shall return. I must go there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day was our Vigan day. We first went to Marsha's to buy cassava and pudding and bibingka. I bought a big box of their yummy baked macaroni though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to watch pottery making. Lovely. I never thought that the spinning plane where clay was being molded to shape like a pottery was heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vpnsdiCi5Ew/TVqYbR2UP1I/AAAAAAAABRI/CSMrIZfBRQc/s1600/Ilocos0123_271.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vpnsdiCi5Ew/TVqYbR2UP1I/AAAAAAAABRI/CSMrIZfBRQc/s400/Ilocos0123_271.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After, we went to Baluarte to see so many animals that I didn't know can be found here. The highlight of our visit there was touching a very big tiger. :) I knew it, I have more balls than most guys! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ibS4Hf6gRVE/TVqYkgvdWSI/AAAAAAAABRQ/1orizG6LBSo/s1600/Ilocos0123_333.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ibS4Hf6gRVE/TVqYkgvdWSI/AAAAAAAABRQ/1orizG6LBSo/s400/Ilocos0123_333.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Calle Crisologo to explore the "Old Vigan" and took some pics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACNmiAl1OkQ/TVqZ7e4NGeI/AAAAAAAABRg/uQMPW3384DE/s1600/Ilocos0123_359.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ACNmiAl1OkQ/TVqZ7e4NGeI/AAAAAAAABRg/uQMPW3384DE/s400/Ilocos0123_359.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate at Bistro Amarillo - a very nice restaurant with great food! I ordered pinakbet everytime we had a chance to eat to an Ilocano restaurant, but nothing can beat my Mom's pinakbet. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I guess, I just have to end my Ilocos Trip here. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bOpt1Biz8kA/TVqbE_jgXpI/AAAAAAAABRo/XHz_N91nlnA/s1600/Ilocos%2BTrip.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bOpt1Biz8kA/TVqbE_jgXpI/AAAAAAAABRo/XHz_N91nlnA/s400/Ilocos%2BTrip.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-146062653227365832?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/146062653227365832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/146062653227365832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/02/ilocos-trip.html' title='Ilocos Trip'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TVAHT-VD68I/AAAAAAAABQY/stFXrKON6ho/s72-c/Ilocos0122_90.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-2723145154540264677</id><published>2011-01-28T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T22:55:16.584+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloud-nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Infinity'/><title type='text'>Danke!</title><content type='html'>Thank you! I guess I overused this word today. But I have so many things to be thankful about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One bucket of chicken and tons of chocolates...I'm stuffed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just when I thought I'll be saying goodbye to Yellowcard...hey, guess I'm still going! Double cheers! It's enough to make me smile despite a very hectic day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been...what...4 months since the last time I saw and talked to him. And I have no idea where he is or what he is doing. Does he still talk about me? (Hahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still sit on that bench? Am I going to see you after a year or a year and a half? I really hope so. Thank you in advance! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-2723145154540264677?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/2723145154540264677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/2723145154540264677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/01/danke.html' title='Danke!'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-4425925238292545596</id><published>2011-01-27T22:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T22:33:38.069+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KM 500'/><title type='text'>KM 500</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TUGA1_fK6VI/AAAAAAAABPY/JkZfbBpi_so/s1600/Ilocos0122_181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TUGA1_fK6VI/AAAAAAAABPY/JkZfbBpi_so/s400/Ilocos0122_181.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1/4000&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;It was one of those trips that would send almost everyone running towards the owner of the tourist bus and kill him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in Ilocos Sur, the bus we were riding broke down. We had to wait for 3 hours for a non-aircon bus to take us to Batac before going to the Windmills and Pagudpod.  Hot sunrays hit our skin during the day and the night wind made us hug our jackets tighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long hellish trip from Ilocos Sur to North. And I didn't realize that it was that long until I saw KM 496. Yes, I have an obsession with KM No. road signs - something I share with some people. Haha. Anyway, it was a very unexpected KM sign. I told myself a number of times before that I want a KM 500 shot. But I never thought I would have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without that hellish trip and its accessory aka The Bus, I wouldn't be able to take that shot. The KM sign was on the right side of the road (the side going north) but the side facing the vehicles going that way showed "DPWH." The KM 500 was written on the other side and will only be possible to see if one turn his head. But thanks to the cold wind and open windows, I was able to stretch my hand outside and take the shot I've always wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amidst a perfect Murphy's Law scenario, a KM 500 exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-4425925238292545596?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/4425925238292545596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/4425925238292545596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/01/km-500.html' title='KM 500'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TUGA1_fK6VI/AAAAAAAABPY/JkZfbBpi_so/s72-c/Ilocos0122_181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-9127799937643663126</id><published>2011-01-27T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T21:39:35.554+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positivity'/><title type='text'>Oh well…ngayon lang talaga.</title><content type='html'>I have so many "almost there" and "just when I thought" moments for the first month of the year, but luckily, the smarter part of me always makes it a point to remind me that I am so much better than letting those things destroy my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CGE NA NGA…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll accept that just when I (we) thought na we will bag the Branch of the Year, we  won't be walking on  red carpet on March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought na I'll finish all my grad school classes ( except for thesis and compre) this year, I got sick and decided not to enroll this term. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's worse? I was trying to enroll in Controllership last term but they didn't let me. Then our prof told me that it wont be opened this term. But Sir Christian asked us what classes are we planning take for the 3rd term and I said that I wanted that class. And guess what, the class was offered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they are still using the ygroups that I created! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought that I'll be watching my most awaited concert that got me screaming in Ayin's car…well, kailangan ko pa bang ituloy ung next part ng sentence ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT PINAKAHULI...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought makakarating na ako sa Pagudpod, yet, due to some unfortunate twist of events, hindi kami nakarating dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO THERE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will I do now? Wala. Kasi wala naman akong magagawa eh. Why dwell on the things that are beyond my circle of influence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there are better things coming my way!  Like my KM 500 shot na I never thought I'll be able to take one.&amp;nbsp;Smile. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(Waah! Crappy net, di ako makapag-upload ng pics!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-9127799937643663126?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/9127799937643663126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/9127799937643663126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-wellngayon-lang-talaga.html' title='Oh well…ngayon lang talaga.'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-8942292862063920229</id><published>2011-01-11T05:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T05:39:44.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bliss'/><title type='text'>Bliss. :)</title><content type='html'>At 5:30am I will tell the world and the Great Heavens Above, &lt;b&gt;Thank You!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-8942292862063920229?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/8942292862063920229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/8942292862063920229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/01/bliss.html' title='Bliss. :)'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-3127034839704050904</id><published>2011-01-09T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T14:55:23.401+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Ultimate Goal'/><title type='text'>My Ultimate Goal for 2011</title><content type='html'>I listed down a lot of things to do and dreams to fulfill this year but I realize one very, very important to-do (not-to-do):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt; I will never cry again for the same reasons that made me cry for the previous years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(And a part of that would mean never to cry again in the morning just because I don't want to go to the office...and I can feel the agony of dressing up and dragging my feet out of our house. Hey, this thing happens!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-3127034839704050904?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/3127034839704050904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/3127034839704050904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-ultimate-goal-for-2011.html' title='My Ultimate Goal for 2011'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-8011220467929627307</id><published>2011-01-09T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T11:11:13.682+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UPIS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock bank'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy things'/><title type='text'>RB = L.O.V.E.</title><content type='html'>We celebrated Ami's birthday yesterday. :) One feel-good movie with a lots of "There, there" (Amnesia Girl)and 2 cds of Rock Band were definitely the best ingredients of rapture! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Birthday Ami! Thank you! *hugs*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TSkmlAcVVqI/AAAAAAAABOk/siUu2rEjWdw/s1600/Sgt.%2BPepoy%2527s%2BLonely%2BHearts%2BClub.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TSkmlAcVVqI/AAAAAAAABOk/siUu2rEjWdw/s400/Sgt.%2BPepoy%2527s%2BLonely%2BHearts%2BClub.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sgt. Peopy's Lonely Hearts' Club&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TSkmlVbRDdI/AAAAAAAABOs/dy3BUQJRSFc/s1600/Pepoymint%2BPatty%2B2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TSkmlVbRDdI/AAAAAAAABOs/dy3BUQJRSFc/s400/Pepoymint%2BPatty%2B2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pepoymint Patty&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-8011220467929627307?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/8011220467929627307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/8011220467929627307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/01/rb-love.html' title='RB = L.O.V.E.'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TSkmlAcVVqI/AAAAAAAABOk/siUu2rEjWdw/s72-c/Sgt.%2BPepoy%2527s%2BLonely%2BHearts%2BClub.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-7988436862621645646</id><published>2011-01-09T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T10:40:21.964+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>All is L.O.V.E.</title><content type='html'>I've read so many children's books and this isn't one of my favorite, but the song in the credits has something "magical" in it...and then I just started loving it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fSkHA6IjrlY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fSkHA6IjrlY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An animated storybook presentation. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-7988436862621645646?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7988436862621645646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7988436862621645646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2011/01/all-is-love.html' title='All is L.O.V.E.'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-8307376782146014861</id><published>2011-01-05T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T16:04:10.487+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wooney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>Hello Wooney!</title><content type='html'>Just got home from "celebrating" the end of 2010 and start of 2011 in the hospital. In fairness, the food there was yummy. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after days of contemplating, I decided to start this year a little bit slower. I'm not enrolled in DLSU for this coming term. Maybe I need to finish my pending things at work and start on new things I've always wanted to learn but have been put off because of acads and work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I promise that I will be back in DLSU for the 1st term of 2011. I need to put MS FINANCIAL ENGINEERING (with recognition) on my resume! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my scheduled post for New Year's Eve that I wasn't able to publish due to a very painful event. (Hello Ms. Tummy, I hope you're feeling fine na!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I was so excited to buy a new planner that it was still November when I bought Wooney. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year will be the start of me being great. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, hello to the limitless opportunities and endless possibilities! And cheers to everything and everyone who will make life so much better! And with all of me and everything that I have, I'll welcome the handful of hardships and crying times with open arms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Dear Heavens Above! :)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-8307376782146014861?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/8307376782146014861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/8307376782146014861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2010/12/hello-wooney.html' title='Hello Wooney!'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-3191496615416231562</id><published>2010-12-31T23:59:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T11:58:28.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goodbye My Prince'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>Goodbye 2010!</title><content type='html'>Goodbye to the year of many changes, to the things I lost and the people who left. Goodbye to the year of "renewed friendships" that I hope will last forever. Goodbye to a very tiring year of hard work. And goodbye to the year that thought me the best lessons I've ever learned so far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank you for every reason that the Heavens Above has given me so I'll have a reason to smile everyday. And thank you for the blood, sweat, and tears that make me stronger and wiser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Goodbye Schicksal!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;It took us 147 days to talk and 273 days to meet again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And maybe, sadly, it will take us a thousand twilights&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;and a million moonlit nights to see each other again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Thank you My Dearest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-3191496615416231562?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/3191496615416231562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/3191496615416231562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2010/12/goodbye-2010.html' title='Goodbye 2010!'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-1064622771578381946</id><published>2010-12-29T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T23:27:36.501+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A beautiful let down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-1064622771578381946?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/1064622771578381946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/1064622771578381946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2010/12/beautiful-let-down.html' title=''/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-1569021269315392833</id><published>2010-12-27T19:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T21:51:29.385+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad stud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Celebrations and One Good Reason to Celebrate</title><content type='html'>(What a long title; for editing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not planning to post anytime soon on my blog, but I just activated my DLSU account (and yes, I wasn't able to enroll a class for next term because my account was deactivated). Anyway...I checked my grade in Time Series today...which is my "saving grace" answer to the question, "Kamusta ka na?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X: Hi Abby, kamusta ka na?&lt;br /&gt;A: Ok lang, bagsak ako sa Time Series class ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that answer would lead to a very interesting conversation like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X: Huh? Ano un?&lt;br /&gt;A: Alam mo ung Stat? Imaginin mo ung Advanced Statistic. Then imaginin  mo ung 1 Stat subject na mas mahirap pa sa Advanced Stat. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;X: What? Bakit ka bagsak? Jan ka pa talaga bumagsak...&lt;br /&gt;A: (list down all the reasons why I failed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back, I checked my grade tonight and hindi pala ako bagsak. I got a 2.5 na hindi ko alam kung pano nangyari. My midterm exam was a disaster: 37%, my finals, equally bad. My paper was my only saving grace, and I guess it just saved me from the humiliation of failing in DLSU. Totoo yata na no one fails in grad school unless one is terrible talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there, one good reason to celebrate. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, some Christmas party or dinners I've been:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sterling Bank Christmas Party: 11 December 2010, Dusit Thani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TRh2gI5Uw6I/AAAAAAAABOM/rMkcka2Jw8Q/s1600/SBA%2Bparty1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TRh2gI5Uw6I/AAAAAAAABOM/rMkcka2Jw8Q/s400/SBA%2Bparty1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Pao and Ms. Jen&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Christmas dinner with Bim and Gelo: 20 December 2010, Tempura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Block Christmas Party: 21 December 2010, Cyma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queendom Get-together: 22-23 December 2010, Marriot Hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noche Buena at Fairview: 24 December 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Lunch at Visita Altares: 25 December 2010  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-1569021269315392833?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/1569021269315392833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/1569021269315392833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2010/12/celebrations-and-one-good-reason-to.html' title='Celebrations and One Good Reason to Celebrate'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TRh2gI5Uw6I/AAAAAAAABOM/rMkcka2Jw8Q/s72-c/SBA%2Bparty1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-3194181430198052304</id><published>2010-12-24T19:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T19:30:14.731+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TRR_zMcODOI/AAAAAAAABNs/tZIvXWvGrw4/s1600/Greeting.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TRR_zMcODOI/AAAAAAAABNs/tZIvXWvGrw4/s400/Greeting.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though there are fewer Christmas carols in the air, and more people are saying that they don't feel the season (just like me)...hey, it's still Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Christmas is not just about being happy and being with the loved ones, it's also a wonderful moment to thank our Father and His Son for everything, for everyone, for what and who will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I completed the Simbang Gabi for the 3rd year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TRR0R5mlbrI/AAAAAAAABM8/wVcWNHYrMMM/s1600/Christmas1205_11.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TRR0R5mlbrI/AAAAAAAABM8/wVcWNHYrMMM/s400/Christmas1205_11.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Christmas Tree&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TRR0SdCJhGI/AAAAAAAABNE/ewCsDukU6PA/s1600/Christmas1205_16.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TRR0SdCJhGI/AAAAAAAABNE/ewCsDukU6PA/s400/Christmas1205_16.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy's garland&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TRR8Z3vJTEI/AAAAAAAABNo/wj8v5KHC8CE/s1600/Christmas1224_62.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TRR8Z3vJTEI/AAAAAAAABNo/wj8v5KHC8CE/s400/Christmas1224_62.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Entrance&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TRR0S1yrIzI/AAAAAAAABNM/Xs06OKj-79g/s1600/Christmas1219_38.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TRR0S1yrIzI/AAAAAAAABNM/Xs06OKj-79g/s400/Christmas1219_38.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My own cat-ears&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you Dearest Queendom for a fun and wonderful night! :) *hugs*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-style: italic; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-3194181430198052304?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/3194181430198052304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/3194181430198052304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TRR_zMcODOI/AAAAAAAABNs/tZIvXWvGrw4/s72-c/Greeting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-1268069449797663223</id><published>2010-12-15T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T09:31:14.040+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad stud'/><title type='text'>8 hours 31 minutes...</title><content type='html'>*panic-mode*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-1268069449797663223?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/1268069449797663223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/1268069449797663223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2010/12/8-hours-31-minutes-before-verdict.html' title='8 hours 31 minutes...'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-4620403298276999645</id><published>2010-12-01T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T23:35:13.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my childhood&apos;s faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Taym plays su past!</title><content type='html'>December na! OMG! December na! My least favorite holiday is coming. :( Wait, let me explain, Christmas is my least favorite because of the "forced happiness" that this merriment imposes that makes everything sadder. Promise. Kahit pa siguro manalo ako ng 700M sa lotto (ok...di naman naman ako tumaya)...ay wait, 700M, malamang masaya pala ako! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular holiday imposes people to be happy, except for some people who are endowed with everything, thus making the happiness superficial, or worse, because of the pressure to become merry and cheerful, things turn the other way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un lang. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, my genuine sentiments for Christmas doesn't change: &lt;b&gt;It's the perfect time to give thanks to Our Savior&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;for everything&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; And also, a good time to remember our loved ones. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Merry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-4620403298276999645?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/4620403298276999645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/4620403298276999645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2010/12/taym-plays-su-past.html' title='Taym plays su past!'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-8032945552774515067</id><published>2010-11-29T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T20:56:44.982+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Infinity'/><title type='text'>Sad</title><content type='html'>You're there.&lt;br /&gt;You're there but I can't talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;You're so near...so near.&lt;br /&gt;You still exist,&lt;br /&gt;But not as a part of my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-8032945552774515067?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/8032945552774515067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/8032945552774515067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2010/11/sad.html' title='Sad'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-4868157362345237005</id><published>2010-11-27T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T11:54:31.024+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitterness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='from the soul'/><title type='text'>Forget You</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="301"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e1_B9FCZJMA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e1_B9FCZJMA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="301"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-4868157362345237005?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/4868157362345237005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/4868157362345237005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2010/11/forget-you.html' title='Forget You'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-1499940927591655646</id><published>2010-11-23T23:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T23:07:31.195+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beagle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TOvWlJz9gDI/AAAAAAAABHA/8qNBJmmynLQ/s1600/sammy2_beagle04.jpg_w450.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TOvWlJz9gDI/AAAAAAAABHA/8qNBJmmynLQ/s320/sammy2_beagle04.jpg_w450.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Work again?&amp;nbsp;:'(&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-1499940927591655646?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cdn-www.dailypuppy.com/media/dogs/anonymous/sammy2_beagle04.jpg_w450.jpg' title='*sigh*'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/1499940927591655646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/1499940927591655646'/><link 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term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>HP7 = ♥</title><content type='html'>Had late lunch at Texas Roadhouse at Ortigas with Ami and Ayin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And played with Ayin's cam that made me realized na since naging mainstream na si Deidre, parang sana di na lang ako bumili! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TOXe7YCgcZI/AAAAAAAABDk/9KN6DZONl04/s1600/AA3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TOXe7YCgcZI/AAAAAAAABDk/9KN6DZONl04/s320/AA3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Parang sunny Texan day lang!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TOXe9qnVvdI/AAAAAAAABDs/-xmD1qVfRQs/s1600/AA1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TOXe9qnVvdI/AAAAAAAABDs/-xmD1qVfRQs/s320/AA1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty Ami &amp;amp; Blowfish Abby&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TOXe-zXXfAI/AAAAAAAABDw/QPDq6qOGX-g/s1600/AA2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TOXe-zXXfAI/AAAAAAAABDw/QPDq6qOGX-g/s320/AA2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ami w/ the cat ears hat! :'(&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TOXe8UYcgBI/AAAAAAAABDo/5ZxMDurMlwg/s1600/AAA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TOXe8UYcgBI/AAAAAAAABDo/5ZxMDurMlwg/s320/AAA.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ami - Me - Ayin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;Ang kaisa-isang matinong pic namin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;...then off to Robinsons to watch HP7 Part 1 with Dax, Jika, and Claudane (Miss you Girl!). Super bitin, pero masaya pa rin! Out of the 7 movies, this is the one I like best. May "off" scenes lang, pero overall, the best HP Movie pa rin. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a very, very great day! &lt;b&gt;Thank you Dearest Guys! :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Birthday Bim Girl!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for my own cat ears hat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-4911474013960117607?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=256012&amp;id=597201177' title='HP7 = ♥'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/4911474013960117607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/4911474013960117607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2010/11/hp7.html' title='HP7 = ♥'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TOXe7YCgcZI/AAAAAAAABDk/9KN6DZONl04/s72-c/AA3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-8951265661212241747</id><published>2010-11-15T23:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T00:29:36.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloud-nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad stud'/><title type='text'>Eat, Drink, and be Merry!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Unofficially, we found a staple venue for block dinners and inuman: Jason's Condo. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, instead of buying pizza and stuff, our dinner was cooked by Chef Kyle! &lt;b&gt;Thank you!!! :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TOFIS244_DI/AAAAAAAABDc/vo1HHVsyg1o/s1600/Everyone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TOFIS244_DI/AAAAAAAABDc/vo1HHVsyg1o/s320/Everyone.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mica - Kyle - Me - Jason - Rosel - Louis - Heather&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TOFIMfYia4I/AAAAAAAABDY/dTr0DmMjji8/s1600/Food.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TOFIMfYia4I/AAAAAAAABDY/dTr0DmMjji8/s320/Food.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wish I can remember the name of these food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;Not in picture: Kyle's Oreo-Based Blueberry Cheesecake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TOFKOCFcMDI/AAAAAAAABDg/jsFQuSCbCXE/s1600/Birthday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TOFKOCFcMDI/AAAAAAAABDg/jsFQuSCbCXE/s320/Birthday.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday! (Bim, wish you were here)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TOFH2fKZerI/AAAAAAAABDU/OuWlW2v81_Y/s1600/Pool.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TOFH2fKZerI/AAAAAAAABDU/OuWlW2v81_Y/s320/Pool.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the poolside&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayang I missed an hour kasi after drinking vodka and some beer, knock-out kaagad ako! Wait...I was so tired. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you Dearest People! :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;08 November 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't an extraordinary day, but it was a nice, sweet day to remember. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though there's one important thing missing, I pray that even for just a few seconds you thought of me on that day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-8951265661212241747?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=308668&amp;id=614314154&amp;page=4' title='Eat, Drink, and be Merry!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/8951265661212241747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/8951265661212241747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2010/11/dinner-for-november-celebrants-co-chef.html' title='Eat, Drink, and be Merry!'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TOFIS244_DI/AAAAAAAABDc/vo1HHVsyg1o/s72-c/Everyone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-6686054068167620544</id><published>2010-11-03T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T23:38:52.082+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad stud'/><title type='text'>FTW - WHATTADAY!</title><content type='html'>I know that dinner, in its formal definition, can mean meal taken at midday or at night, as long as it is the main meal of the day. But I never though that &lt;u&gt;lunch&lt;/u&gt; can mean the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate my lunch at around 630 in the evening. We were that busy. So busy that at I forgot to drink water the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My officemate who took a sick leave because he had a stomach ache. Pero that (insert some word) leave might be the possible cause of my "forced drop" in my Time Series class because I reached (actually over na pala) the maximum allowed absences. FTW. I really need to beg my prof to consider my case. Shucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(  :(  :(  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. So there. Naiinis lang ako. Kasi wala lang. Naiinis lang ako. FCUK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffff66;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-6686054068167620544?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/6686054068167620544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/6686054068167620544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2010/11/ftw-whattaday.html' title='FTW - WHATTADAY!'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-6157979248746306435</id><published>2010-11-01T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T19:02:08.652+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>1st Day of the 11th Month</title><content type='html'>I know this will be a very sad, long month. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so hate this month. Hahaha. I'll just laugh it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 102);"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-6157979248746306435?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/6157979248746306435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/6157979248746306435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2010/11/1st-day-of-11th-month.html' title='1st Day of the 11th Month'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-2182518093164302618</id><published>2010-10-31T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T16:30:07.779+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>Last Day of the 10th Month!</title><content type='html'>Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up&lt;br /&gt;I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;br /&gt;And every night I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I can just look up and know that stars are&lt;br /&gt;Holding you, holding you, holding you tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-2182518093164302618?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/2182518093164302618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/2182518093164302618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2010/10/last-day-of-10th-month.html' title='Last Day of the 10th Month!'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-7392115131064097155</id><published>2010-10-31T16:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T16:23:15.640+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad stud'/><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>I failed my mid-terms exam in Time Series. :( Shucks. As in bagsak talaga. As in goodluck to me, hindi aabot ng 2.0 ang grade ko dun! I'm so dead. And ang deadline ng dropping ay kahapon. I should have dropped the course. Waah! Can I just die? Like now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Super tamad na tamad akong mag-aral this term. Ayoko kasi ng subject eh. Hehehe. Unlike last term, I was excited to go to class! &lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, despite doing my best to stop (or lessen) my "Princess Complex" may times lang talagang I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHUCKS! NOVEMBER NA! WHY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-7392115131064097155?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7392115131064097155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7392115131064097155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-7904567940765898254</id><published>2010-10-20T23:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T09:22:00.973+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good luck and goodbye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HBs'/><title type='text'>Hello Fresh Air!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us. &lt;br /&gt;- Alexander Graham Bell&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and so they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw, in flesh, what I needed to see so I can (finally) realize how futile my sincere efforts were to repair something that I thought was still there. After weeks of ranting and thinking and saying, "I'm sorry, I just need to understand" - I understood what was meant to be understood and accepted a long time ago. And the flicker of whatever, that gave me hope that filled my "bottle of optimism and faith in &lt;u&gt;that&lt;/u&gt;" was just a remnant of something nice that was no longer there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like a dead star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;For the record, I'm not sad. I'm happy. I've never been this happy for quite some time. And yes, there must be something beautiful in wreck. If not for that, then I won't be like this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank You!&lt;/b&gt; And I will always say this everyday. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-7904567940765898254?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7904567940765898254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7904567940765898254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2010/10/hello-fresh-air.html' title='Hello Fresh Air!'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-3723076670310678316</id><published>2010-10-11T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T22:31:28.708+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad stud'/><title type='text'>Work. Study. Work. And Work.</title><content type='html'>All I am asking is sana, sana lang naman, kung pwede lang sana, ma-grant ung wish ko for a decent break. An hour break. Or kahit 30-minute-uninterrupted break. Super ok lang. Kasi gusto ko lang ng konting time to rest and frown and brush my hair during the day. And yes, some time to drink and eat nga rin pala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just realized, baka nga nagiging masungit na ako in general. A guy on the other side of the FX was looking at me in a very freaky way, As in parang ko inapakan ko ung well-polished shoes niya. Shucks. And the only reason I can think about for him to act as such is nagkaroon na kami ng not-so-good encounter before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Adik lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record, tamad na tamad akong pumasok sa school ngayon. First, because wala na ung blockmates ko. 2nd, kasi ayoko ng subject ko: Time Series Analysis. What the heck is that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haay naku, itutulog ko na talaga 'to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-3723076670310678316?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/3723076670310678316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/3723076670310678316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2010/10/work-study-work-and-work.html' title='Work. Study. Work. And Work.'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-7608329202735422848</id><published>2010-10-11T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T23:19:12.512+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...Nonetheless, this is a perfect timing for a good distraction. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;Is it a dragon fly or maple leaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;That settles softly down upon the water?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;-Amy Lowell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-7608329202735422848?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7608329202735422848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7608329202735422848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-shouldnt-be-contemplating-on-this-but.html' title=''/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-8835347891480926469</id><published>2010-10-09T01:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T01:37:16.814+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lovely and Loveless'/><title type='text'>I Don't Mind. Seriously.</title><content type='html'>Does it matter much to me how? I don't mind. Does it matter much to me how? I don't mind. Please don't leave your shadow on the floor. I'll be alright. Does it matter much to me why? I don't mind. Does it matter much to me why? I don't mind. It's for me a little inconvenient but I'll be alright. I don't mind. Does it matter much to me how? I don't mind. It don't make no difference I don't mind. You see, you're only rubbing salt on my open wounds. It'll only take awhile to be alright. I don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Cynthia Alexander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pati ba naman ikaw? And pati ba naman ako? Ako? Anak ng tokwa. Cold-hearted person. Pero sino satin un? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 102);"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-8835347891480926469?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/8835347891480926469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/8835347891480926469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-dont-mind-seriously.html' title='I Don&apos;t Mind. Seriously.'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-7533903274386766882</id><published>2010-09-26T07:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T20:45:15.802+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloud-nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad stud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Infinity'/><title type='text'>A Year After Ondoy</title><content type='html'>Yesterday...I shouldn't be in school because I don't have Saturday classes this sem. And it was raining like hell in Manila, and I was with the people I was with 52 weeks ago. Ondoy memories. Shucks, exactly a year after Ondoy, I found myself in the same circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school yesterday to fix my messed up schedule that after a week of praying and hoping, I realized that I will only take one subject this sem (shucks!) - the one I didn't attend last Wed because I actually believed that I can shift to another subject and continue my audit class on FIN505M. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ba nila alam na kilala na ako ng prof ko sa Controllership, and may report na akong gagawin, and ako pa ang nag-setup ng yahoogroups ng class. Then hindi pala ako papayagan?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I just went with Bim, Kyle, and Louis and accompanied them to finish their clearance. Sadly, Bim had to leave early. Guys, for the record, I'm hating you. Haha. Bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Flaming Wings to have a very, very late lunch after Rosel's derivative class and Louis' clearance. Then, minus Louis, we went to RP to meet Bim for a gelato then watched Despicable Me. So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record, super hirap umuwi! :( I was waiting for an fx for 1.5 hrs and I ended up riding a non-aircon bus because I was so desperate to go home. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And believe me, though it may seem that I am ranting, yesterday was such a great, great day! Because, just because. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you after year or a year and a half, ok? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 102);"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-7533903274386766882?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7533903274386766882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/7533903274386766882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2010/09/year-after-ondoy.html' title='A Year After Ondoy'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-5698290834681968790</id><published>2010-09-09T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T22:50:39.740+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad stud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Infinity'/><title type='text'>Good Morning = 3.5</title><content type='html'>After my super hard final exam on Derivatives, I realized that I will not get my 3.5 goal. But to my surprise and delight, when I checked my grades for my 2 subjects, I saw this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TIjyXsY9AHI/AAAAAAAABCs/k7hhifIgUNw/s1600/Grade.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="67" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TIjyXsY9AHI/AAAAAAAABCs/k7hhifIgUNw/s400/Grade.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The GCness in me&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;...and I regret cursing my exam and my cute prof. Haha. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Thank you Sir Leo! Thank you Sir Christian!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I really have to blog this, kasi I'm super happy...kahit hindi ko nakuha ung another goal ko which is... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still crossing my fingers for Monday. Please HA, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-5698290834681968790?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/5698290834681968790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/5698290834681968790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2010/09/good-morning-35.html' title='Good Morning = 3.5'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TIjyXsY9AHI/AAAAAAAABCs/k7hhifIgUNw/s72-c/Grade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-2330887180010378498</id><published>2010-09-06T22:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T22:50:10.583+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloud-nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad stud'/><title type='text'>Congrats!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TIT0irwjC5I/AAAAAAAABB8/w1Y1vSOW9zc/s1600/The+Graduates.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TIT0irwjC5I/AAAAAAAABB8/w1Y1vSOW9zc/s320/The+Graduates.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Graduates of Diploma in Financial Engineering&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Congrats Jason, Louis, Mica, Bim, &amp;amp;Kyle! See you soon! Yup, &lt;u&gt;SOON&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww...they are my very nice "blockmates" that I've came to love since our Ondoy bonding moment, then sleepless nights studying for exams and group studies (that I never did in college) and so many papers. And now they are graduating and I have a couple of years in DLSU without them. Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to celebrate the happy moment, we decided to continue the impromptu party for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TIT85N-bIGI/AAAAAAAABCc/E3lAR1eCdT0/s1600/DLSU0904_27.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TIT85N-bIGI/AAAAAAAABCc/E3lAR1eCdT0/s320/DLSU0904_27.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;First, lunch at Joey's&amp;nbsp;Pepperoni. Such contrast. Hahaha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TIT9oy3KqQI/AAAAAAAABCk/nRDDLUuxdp4/s1600/DLSU0904_19.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TIT9oy3KqQI/AAAAAAAABCk/nRDDLUuxdp4/s320/DLSU0904_19.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you Mica for my 2 Yan-Yan...na si Bim ang kumain!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TIT46iY-3rI/AAAAAAAABCE/nayrPGMKsPQ/s1600/Party.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TIT46iY-3rI/AAAAAAAABCE/nayrPGMKsPQ/s320/Party.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dinner at Jason's Condo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TIT5tcGZBqI/AAAAAAAABCM/lZ0bX0O_jQ0/s1600/DLSU0904_109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TIT5tcGZBqI/AAAAAAAABCM/lZ0bX0O_jQ0/s320/DLSU0904_109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The drinks that we had that night (wala nga lang ung pic ng Bacardi Big Apple kasi ubos na)...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TIT6mIT1OaI/AAAAAAAABCU/nTvjYU8p_fw/s1600/DLSU0905_148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TIT6mIT1OaI/AAAAAAAABCU/nTvjYU8p_fw/s320/DLSU0905_148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;...that made us look like this. I believe na Heather and I were discussing about our prof kasi mejo heated conversation 'to. Hahaha. And Kyle slept.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Thank you Dearest People! *hugs*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Sana mag-MSFE kayo! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff3366;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-2330887180010378498?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=624107618#!/album.php?aid=68251&amp;id=1035422278&amp;page=2' title='Congrats!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/2330887180010378498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/2330887180010378498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2010/09/congrats.html' title='Congrats!'/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TIT0irwjC5I/AAAAAAAABB8/w1Y1vSOW9zc/s72-c/The+Graduates.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6222054.post-3852234302971164356</id><published>2010-08-29T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T12:52:59.488+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good luck and goodbye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad stud'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DLSU will never be the same without you. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shucks, I am officially sad and miserable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6222054-3852234302971164356?l=abby02.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/3852234302971164356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6222054/posts/default/3852234302971164356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abby02.blogspot.com/2010/08/dlsu-will-never-be-same-without-you.html' title=''/><author><name>A Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03899847171603199300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlK0_8G6viM/TS8BGxlFEHI/AAAAAAAABO0/Sm0AUToDCg8/S220/Blowfish.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
